Ch. 5: Unconventional Woman

A/N: Hi there. Look, I haven't fallen off the edge of the earth! Yay-ness! Thank to all of those who reviewed. I'm only gonna answer a few, but thanks to you all!

ON VIS ZE SHOW, MUHYA DAHLINGS!

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Draco jumped. "What?" He asked, confused. Snape smirked.
"I asked you, Mister Malfoy, to step into my office for a moment. And, if you wouldn't mind, wipe the drool off your face." Draco stood up and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He could feel the eyes of the rest of the Potions class on him, and he glared around at them. Someone in the back snickered, and Draco caught Seamus's eye.

Give me a reason, Finnegan. Anything will do, I'm already dying to curse you into next year.

"Draco! My office, if you don't mind!" Draco narrowed his eyes at Seamus, and stepped through the narrow doors leading to Snape's personal abode. He cooled his temper, and sat in one of the two squashy chairs in the small room.
"Sev, we have to stop meeting like this." Draco said, groaning as he stretched out, throwing his legs over the arm of the chair. Severus grinned.
"Shut up boy. We have matters to discuss." Draco lazily raised an eyebrow at his Potions master.
"I'm serious, Sev. Half the school already thinks I've been in your robes, and you have that particular batch of Gryffindors convinced now." Severus frowned, and looked over at the boy.
"Well, unconvince them. We have more important things to worry about. You dear father has sent me an owl with the date of the next meeting. He wants you to be there." Draco sat up, slightly shocked.
"Father has never wanted me at a meeting before. What do you think is going on? Have you heard anything?" Severus tensed, and looked Draco straight in the eye.
"Draco…At the last meeting, I heard the Dark Lord speaking to one of his followers. He said they were running out of Death Eaters. I don't mean to worry you, but they may want yourself and your friends to receive the Mark." Severus said, watching his student closely. Draco started, but quickly tried to cover his shock. He was unsuccessful. The elder man swallowed hard. "Drake... I'm so sorry. C'mere, son, you're shaking."
"No... No, I'm fine. What can we do to prevent my attending this meeting without giving ourselves away?" the boy asked quietly.
"We would be considered traitors if they found out... But He hasn't gotten information from my mind yet. Perhaps you could fake an injury? No excuse other than you being incapacitated would be acceptable for the Snake."
Draco nodded, trying to clear his head. "You're sure you could hide the truth? Sev, I cannot get the Mark. You know that better than anyone."
"Yes, Draco. You're like my own child, and I will protect you in any way possible." He glanced at an hourglass on a nearby shelf. "Go finish your potion. Class is almost over. And for gods sake, get your head out of the clouds! I don't know whats gotten into you lately, but it is interfereing with your work." Draco gave the man a strong smile, and turned to leave the office when Severus' voice stopped him. "Draco... You know you can talk to me about anything, right? No matter what?" Draco sighed.
"Of course, Sev. Can I go now?" His teacher nodded, and Draco returned to his potion. Severus frowned. Something was up with that boy, and damned if didn't find out what.

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Four hours Later...
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"HARRY! QUIT IT! I'LL OWL RON'S MUM!" Seamus squealed, giggling. Ron doubled over, laughing harder, and Hermione was shaking with restrained giggles. Harry lifted his wand, and gasped out the counter spell. Seamus immediately got 'The Look.'
"Harry James Potter, next time, you will regret it. Tickle me if you want, but use your own hands, not a spell! At least give me a chance to fight back!" Seamus said, his face flaming red from laughing. Ron raised an eyebrow. Walking in on the boys doing...stuff... had made him realize that the relationship wasn't going away. They had dragged him, unconcious, down to the common room. He woke up to Hermione muttering 'Ennervate!' and turned scarlet when her remembered why he had passed out. Harry had whispered an apology to him, as well as a warning not to tell Hermione. She would undoubtedly not approve. The odd thing was, his watch told him he had been passed out for almost a half hour. However, when he asked Seamus about this, he had received a wink, which told him that he didn't want to know.

They were in the common room now, and they were the only ones. Everyone else had taken themselves outside or to the Great Hall, but being friends with Hermione Granger had its setbacks. She told them that they could 'go play like children' after their homework had done. But Harry and Seamus had started play-dueling, and the concentration had been broken.
Seamus threw his arms around Harry's neck, and whispered something in his ear. Harry blushed, and Hermione giggled. She thought Harry and Seamus were 'decidedly cute together,' and Ron grinned at Harry's discomfort.

"Guys, we have to finish this essay." Hermione said. The four friends went back to their scrolls, and sat in a contemplative silence, pointing out information to eachother every few minutes. They looked up, almost as one, when the portrait swung open. A woman entered. She was short, with long, wavy blonde hair and a friendly smile. She had startling blue-green eyes, and strode into the common room as though she owned the place. Ron's eyes traveled over her appreciatively. She was wearing a white halter top that showed a good amount of cleavage, a blue jean jacket that hugged all the right places, and skintight blue jeans that flared at the ends. She was barefoot. Ron was just about to let out a low whistle when-

"Mum!" Seamus cried joyfully, almost throwing Harry off the couch as he jumped out of the other boys arms. "What the bloody hell are you doing here?" He asked, pulling the woman into a tight hug.
"Well, what do you think I'm doing here, boy? I came to meet you new boyfriend, of course. Harry Potter...Son, you don't make life easy, do you?" she said, untangling herself from Seamus and turning towards Harry. There was no trace of an Irish accent in her voice, a fact which, combined with the outfit, made Harry a bit nervous. He swallowed.
"Uh... Seamus? Are you sure this is your Mum?" Seamus laughed.
"Positive. But just to make you feel better... Mum, what is the history behind my middle name?" Seamus asked, grinning evilly at his mother.
"Ryan was the first boy to cast a contraceptive spell on me." The woman answered without hesitation. Seamus nodded.
"Yup. Thats my mum alright." Seamus said, holding in laughter at the twin looks on Ron and Hermione's faces. "Swallow a bad bit of Skelegrow, you two?"

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A/N: Welp, again, sorry about the wait. This has been a developing chapter so sorry if it seemed rushed, i just wanted to get it out there before one of you lovelies killed me. I'm wide open to all suggestions, as I barely have a ghost of an idea as to where to go with this. E-mail me, melenna at mugglenet dot com, and keep those wonderful reviws coming please!

Angelofdarkness: Umm…. Well thank you! But Seamus has always struck me as more dominating than Harry, and as a wise mind once told me, "Don't judge by appearances." Seamus is a quite aggressive, and very established, dom. Why don't you e-mail me, and we can talk more about this phenomenon. E-mail is Melenna at mugglenet dot com.

Mandie Black: You seriously named your cat after him? Heh heh. That's cute.

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