Chapter 7

"What the fuck are you doing Potter??" Malfoy looked at him as if he'd gone insane, and quickly backed away from him, still wide-eyed.

"Um I'm kissing you Malfoy, well kissing you back at least since you decided to initiate this little impromptu session." Harry said back to him, feeling awfully confused at this odd turn of events. "I mean I know I'm not great but I can't be that bad."

"You've done something to me, I know you have. I never kiss on the mouth. Never. It's romantic and sickeningly sweet and would give the premise that I actually give a fuck about you. This is strictly a business deal, nothing more and don't you ever do that again or I swear to god I'll hex you so bad you'll wish I just killed you." With that he walked away as quickly as he could, leaving a very confused Harry in his wake.

'What the hell was that all about? Is that not what I'm supposed to do? Jesus he confuses me more every time I speak to him.' Harry leant back on the tree, loosing himself in his thoughts, when a stern voice called his name.

"Harry Potter, the headmaster wishes to speak to you immediately. Come along." Stood in front of him was a rather angry looking McGonagall and a rather irate looking Ronald Weasley. Standing up he walked in silence behind them till they reached the stone gargoyle outside Dumbledore's office. "The password is Blood Lollipops. The Headmaster is expecting you." Ron and Harry stepped inside and waited for the staircase to take them to the office.

An hour and a half, and a rather less twinkly Dumbledore later, Harry came out of the office with a newly acquired week's worth of detention with Snape and 30 points lost from Gryfindor.

'Brilliant, this is all I need. First Malfoy makes me feel like a whore and now I get to spend a week in the company of Snape. Sometimes I think I need to lock myself up and never be let out again.' Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a burning sensation on his back. 'Looks like Malfoy wants me.' Suddenly his head became foggy and he could hear Malfoy's drawl Potter, meet me by the tree 'That's a weird sensation, I don't know whether I like someone being in my head, especially if that person is Malfoy.' But he went to the tree anyway and seen the unmistakable white blond hair of Draco flittering about in the wind.

"Right I'm here Malfoy, what is it you want?" His voice came out colder than he had expected and even Malfoy looked a little shocked at it.

"I suppose I want to apologise for earlier. It was my own fault and I shouldn't have taken it out on you." Draco said smoothly, deliberately not making eye contact with Harry. "I shouldn't have started this thing with you, it was wrong to take advantage."

"Ok who the fuck are you and what have you done with Malfoy? I'm sick of your stupid little games, what's the point in this one then?" Harry said coldly, glaring at the unmoving form of Malfoy.

"No game Potter, for once it was sincere. I don't want this business deal of ours to continue, the contract is null and void. Consider yourself a free man." And as he said it, he turned to walk back to the school.

"You said yourself you couldn't break the contract. How is it that your voiding it, and more importantly, why?" Harry was starting to panic, what was wrong with Malfoy. Was it him, was he not good enough?

"I can void it because it is my payment and I no longer wish to receive it. And as to why, maybe I'll tell you one day when your bored and need a story, till then you don't need to know." He started to walk again, but Harry was having none of it. He wanted fucking answers and he was sure as hell going to get them.

"I WANT TO KNOW NOW, MALFOY. I deserve to." He yelled at Malfoy with such ferocity, that he even scared himself.

"You want to know Potter? You really want to know?? Ask Blaise, I'm sure he'll be only too glad to fill you in." And with that he finally got to leave, as Harry was speechless at the whole turn of events.

Running up to the school, he headed towards the Great Hall where he knew everyone would be having lunch. He quickly made his way to the Slytherin table, ignoring the shocked looks he was getting from everyone, and grabbed Blaise by the arm to pull him outside.

"Whoa sweetheart if you want it that bad, all you had to do was ask." Blaize simpered at him.

"Shut it Zabini, this is strictly business." Harry said to him, in a deathly whisper.

He stopped dragging Blaise along behind him when they had reached the Quidditch pitch. Fumbling in his robes, he produced a packet of cigarettes and promptly lit one up then offered one to Blaise, who looked at him gratefully.

"Right start talking." Harry said accusingly at Blaize.

"Talking about what darling, I'm afraid you may have to narrow the field down just a tad." Blaise said, taking a draw of his cigarette and smirking at the angry looking boy in front of him.

He knew Blaise was just acting stupid, but Harry was in the mood for none of it. He could feel the anger rising in him again and it took all his willpower not to beat it out of Zabini.

"I'm talking about Malfoy, he's voided our contract and he said you would know why, therefore I would be much obliged if you would tell me. Now." Harry said feigning politeness.

"Seriously?? I never knew the old boy had a heart. Jesus, well this is a turn up for the books." Harry could hear in his voice that he was truly surprised and it intrigued him more. "Well it's quite a long story, so I hope your comfortable or you ass will be well and truly sore by the end of it. Ok well this whole debacle started on the 11th of July this year, I remember the date because it was the first time anyone had made me well and truly speechless."