A/N: For those who reviewed =]
Isabelle Eir: You're welcome for the update =] It's March Break and I have homework that I don't want to do… Hence the fastness… (Seriously, who wants to do math and online homework?) Draco's problem: He's an only child who's used to his mother only paying attention to him… Along comes a boy whom he finds attractive (but will not admit it) and his mother suddenly begins doting on him. Therefore his problem is jealousy… He seems pretty jealous of him in the books and what better way to make him jealous than to get his mother involved? If that makes any sense. And no, he has no tact. (Joking, joking!) Ah, see, this I will explain here because it doesn't really get explained until later: Draco and Lucius are so absorbed with themselves that they could care less about the rest of the world. What about Narcissa? She's not a part of the rest of the world; she's a part of their world. Narcissa does recognize the name but she doesn't show it. Plus, the Potters are basically yesterday's news. Why? Because I am lazy and don't feel like making everyone recognize him right away. Haha. Honestly, I love Ron and Hermione… (And here I end before I ramble). Would you like it to be? Because my planning isn't that far ahead, but I was considering it. And there are two cookies left… So you can have one! =]
Brandi: Oh, good! I was afraid that may not have been caught by anyone… Don't ask why, I just wasn't sure. Haha, Draco himself does realize that he notices Harry yet… I want to torture the boys a bit longer before I make him admit it. Aren't I cruel? (No, but I can be!)
SwarmOfFanGirls: Aww, thanks! *giggles* (Not really; I don't giggle =] It's more of a..."Laugh that sounds like a squirrel on caffeine (or so my friend tells me).) The summary ties in with it, yes... But that's all I'm giving away! =] Otherwise, what would be the point in me writing it? But... You're not TOO far off... There'll be a bit of a twist! =] Because I am a fan of twists and turns that frustrate the reader into wanting to just give up but they can't! Yeah, I read a lot...

DISCLAIMER: Please go back two chapters to the first one… There you will see that I am not J.K. Rowling.

WARNINGS: None for this chapter… But if you would like a short summary of them (okay, not so short summary), then please go back to chapter two. There are a few I am going to add for in total: I laugh a lot. This can be seen for every time I may say "Haha"… It's rarely condescending and should be viewed as a 'happy' laugh… I like the question why. That question may appear a lot in this story. There may be mpreg. But only if I get a lot of people asking for it! =] Now, hopefully I'm not forgetting anything… Oh! There may be a couple of chapters from Draco's POV, but I'm not sure yet… I like to write from Harry's POV, in case you can't tell.

And here's the next chapter. =]

Chapter Three

He lay on the sheets, thinking. It had been three hours since he talked to Mrs Malfoy about the living arrangements. He sighed. He really needed to tell Ron what was going to happen.

Draco collapsed on his bed. His mom was an idiot! How could she ask him to come live with them! He didn't belong. She should know by now that taking in people like that was stupid! After that stupid –

No, I can't think of him right now.

He sighed. And to think, tonight they were going to have a party. He would be there. And there would be all those other...

Malfoy's. He shuddered. He didn't like his relatives – if you could call them that. One of his mother's sisters had to be put into an institution. Stupid Lestrange.

Ugh. I hate family functions. None of them are half as handsome as me. As if to prove his thoughts to himself, he grabbed a nearby mirror and looked in it.

He heard giggling coming from the doorway. Rolling his grey eyes, he turned and glared at the black haired, pug faced girl. "What do you want, Pansy?"

Pansy shrugged and walked into the room. "Blaise is busy and you know how I can't stand Crabbe and Goyle. How you, of all people, can tolerate them is beyond me."

"What about Theo? I thought you were trying to get him to go out with you or something."

"Or something, Draco, dear. Theo is... Preoccupied at the moment."

He smirked. "You mean he found another girl toy." That is one intense glare for her... Guess I'm right.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy! Wipe that smug look off your face this instant before I do it for you! I know for a fact that you haven't been able to get a toy for a while! If you – "

"Shut up, Pansy," he snarled, interrupting the girl. "Why would I want a toy that goes to that stupid school mother and father insist on sending me too?!"

She rolled her eyes. "Draco, you can barely last a week without a toy. You've been going there for three days. Surely you've found a toy that you want by now! I've known you forever! I know you need someone to preoccupy you."

A thoughtful silence swept into the room. Draco leaned his back against his bed frame and considered what she had said. "Does fighting with people non-stop count?"

She glared. "That's why you fight, you stuck up prick!" She sighed and sat down heavily beside him. "Who is it?"

He cocked and eyebrow at her and looked out the window. A slight breeze swept the branches of a nearby tree against it. The sun shone in the clear blue sky and the grass seemed to light up as something dawned on him. "Pansy, have you been talking to my mother again?" He glanced back at the girl to gouge her reaction. Sure enough, a faint blush spread across her face, from ear to ear, and she quickly looked away, suddenly focused on an invisible spot on her jeans.

"Why would you think that, Draco?"

He smirked. "You think I'm that oblivious to what you and my mother talk about behind my back? She's had three phone calls about me fighting this week with some Weasel kid and suddenly you show up. I haven't talked to you for two months. You seem pretty nervous for someone who is innocent of all charges – mainly talking to my mother. And, Pansy, if you rub at that non-existent spot on your jeans any longer, you'll get a hole."

A glare. That's all he needed and she would be guilty. Surprisingly, though, she faintly smiled. "The fact that you suspect me of talking to your mother does give away the fact that someone is on your mind, Draco." She got up and slowly walked toward the door. Halfway there, she paused and turned back, a huge grin plastered to her face. "Oh, and Drakey. You'll have your friends with you again in no time." A pillow landed in her face.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"You'll find out." She threw the pillow back and she hurried out of the room. Just as she closed the door, she heard the faint thump of the pillow she had known was sailing after her. "See you Drake!"

Monday. He hated Mondays. He also hated Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. But he especially hated Mondays. Why? Ah, that was because it was when school started. He groaned as he hit the sleep button on his alarm again. He hated this Monday because it was September 7th. Today, he had to go to school and then go with his mother to the hospital. Today was a nightmare waiting to happen. He opened one sleepy, grey eye and stared at the flashing 6:00 on the little black screen. Yes, Mondays were created to destroy his existence. His existence was to sleep and stay up late. Mondays, however, being the bane of his existence as they were, took that opportunity away. Mondays were the beginning of the end.

He groggily crawled out of the bed and landed heavily on the floors. Not that he would admit that. After all, Malfoy's gracefully got out of bed – they didn't land heavily on hard floors. Not that his floors were heard. They were actually quite comfortable, what with having the softest, most comfortable carpeting his father's money could buy. Which meant it was the softest and most comfortable carpeting in the world.

He groaned and got off the floor, stumbling towards the bathroom door. Of course, if one of his friends had told him that was what he had been doing he would have promptly said that he was not stumbling because stumbling would suggest that he were some sort of commoner.

He sighed. Who was he kidding? It was first thing in the morning – he was going to act the way he wanted to, damnit!

And he softly closed the bathroom door behind him.

...Maybe not this morning though.

Lucius sipped his coffee as his distastefully watched his son slurp down some milk. "Malfoy's do not slurp, Draco. They quietly eat their breakfast so those around them can learn from their fine etiquette."

Draco hid his grimace. Whatever. "Sorry, father, I was just in a hurry to get to your delightful excuse of a prestigious school." Ah, yes, the delightful use of sarcasm with a slight twist of honey.

Narcissa hid a smile as her son and husband glared openly at each other. If only the world could see the great Malfoy's when they were at home. They would clearly be able to see how openly the two males of the family could not stand each other. Yes, the world would be shocked and media would have a field day. How she loved secretly enjoying the embarrassment these two would create for each other. But only in the comfort of their own home. Except for Draco...

A knock on the door broke the glaring contest between the two men. "I'll get it," Draco growled when no one made a move to go get the door.

"Please do, son. It might actually teach you some responsibility."

Draco rolled his eyes and hurried to the door. Damn servants and not coming here before I go to school. Then I wouldn't have to open the door. They would!

Composing himself, the Malfoy heir opened the door.

"Draco!" A girl squealed, jumping onto the boy in front of her.

"Compose yourself, for goodness sake, Parkinson!" A gruff, male voice hissed from behind her.

"Oh, shut it, Blaise! We're at a friend's house! We don't need to act like Draco does all the time!"

"Pansy," Draco growled through his teeth at the last comment. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!?!?!"

Six people froze as the usually composed Malfoy shouted. "Why, Draco, I told you that you wouldn't be alone at that dratted school anymore, did I not?"

"No, Pansy, you didn't! You said, and I quote! 'You'll have your friends with you again in no time.' Does that sound like you said you were going to my school?!"

"Oh, Drakey, I thought you were smarter than that! Of course that would mean we were going to your school. Blaise did all the paper work and we coaxed our parents to sign the papers. Well, most of us did. Milly, Daphne, and Tracey couldn't get their parents to let them come. Something about the lot of us causing too much trouble when we're all together at school. But don't worry! We're working on it!" She grinned at her friend. "Oh! And the other girl is actually Theo's (she made quotation marks in the air) "girlfriend", Selene. Imagine that? She's named after the moon. She definitely suits Theo, don't you think?"

He rolled his eyes. "No, Pansy, but since when has Theo ever listened to any of us?"

"Haha, guys. I do believe that my name means "gift of god", so I think you should all lay off."

"Theo, just because you think your god's gift to mankind does not mean we feel the same way." Blaise stated monotonously as he stepped into the Malfoy Manor. "Seriously, get over yourself! We already have Draco to take up the duty of being a prick. So shut up and get inside." He smirked at his best friend, "Heya Drake. Hear they don't like you very much at your new school."

Draco smirked back. "Quite the contrary, Blaise. I have girls and guys watching me with enamoured eyes. And you? Why, I do believe you only have the female population doing that with you. Quite a pity since you're gay."

"Au contraire, my friend."

"Blaise, stop trying to compete with Draco's looks and move your scrawny ass out of my way so I can come inside!"

"Awh, Pans, I didn't know you liked to look at my ass. Although, I do believe I have one, unlike some people."

"Enough ass talk with gay guys in the room! Seriously, Theo, why do you hang out with these people?"

Theo glared at his new toy, "I do believe, Selene, you are only a toy and therefore not allowed to make any comments about my friends. Would you like to be like the last toy? Dumped on the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere? No? Good, then shut up." Theo grinned, "Hey Drake! Good to compete with you again."

And the ex-loner has arrived. Was unspoken between the two of them.

"Oh! Hello! I didn't think I'd be seeing you again after two months of being separated!" The group turned to see Narcissa standing in the hall, looking quite proud of herself.

"But Mrs Malfoy, you – oomph!" Goyle's elbow into Crabbe's gut shut him up as he wheezed, holding onto the wall, trying to catch his breath.

"Anyone want a ride to school?" A now-smirking Lucius mysteriously entered the room from the front door, a pair of keys in hand. "The limo drivers are up and ready to drive you all to your new school.

Draco glared. Now they were interfering with his life. And that smile was so fake, it wasn't even funny. I hope he gets wrinkles from it...

A/N:

I lied in the warnings... I didn't mean to! I mean it! But there was a warning for this chapter that I was too lazy to go back and write in the warnings... You won't find out his decision until the next chapter... Why? (There's that beautiful question! *grins*) Because I am torturing you! No, actually, because I want to see who can figure it out... Though, everyone will probably go with what seems like the obvious answer... Or is it?! The OTHER warning is that this chapter is solely from Draco's POV. As you could probably tell...

Now, why didn't I include the "party" Draco was talking about in the beginning? Because there are some people that I don't want to reveal until later. And those "people" were going to the party.

Ugh, I may have to babysit tomorrow... Not that that's a bad thing! It just means I have no idea what time I will be getting home... This will be my fifth completed chapter this week... Hmm... I must be losing my mind. Sorry, I already lost that... No, I've just been really bored and writing really takes that edge off... Oh man! Now I HAVE to do my homework!!!

Oh, and I'm not updating until I get at least 10 reviews (18 reviews in total)! Why? Because it'll give me time to do my homework AND time to figure out the next chapter... Gotta love me, eh?