It's finally here! I'm so sorry I've kept you waiting guys - my Uni essays ganged up on me, but I've got a short break before my next one!
Hopefully this is up to standard, Rocky Horror will be finished in the next one...
Harry had never been so happy for an intermission to arrive. Ethan was trying to talk to Lavender, who kept trying to find Seamus – apparently he'd been the one to provide her 'herbal relaxant'. Narcissa was in a fine fury; anyone near her was raged at, since she felt that it was somehow everyone else's fault that the drugged Lavender was playing Janet instead of her. Avoiding her as best as possible, Harry attempted to track down his siblings.
Jack was easily discovered – he was chatting to Luna Lovegood just off stage. Harry couldn't help smirking at the sight of him, as the stage make-up was truly awful from up close.
But the indulgent humour drained from his face as he saw Draco Malfoy walk up to the two of them and start talking. Since when was that slimy Slytherin allowed anywhere near James and Harry's younger brother?!
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Jack was buzzing. Sure, a lot of people had mucked up on stage, and Lavender really shouldn't be taking drugs, but he himself had performed quite well for his first acting gig. Luna was certainly proud of him – they were good friends, and she'd just congratulated him on a job well done when they were interupted by Draco Malfoy.
"Well done, Potter. I actually managed to listen to you without wanting to cry."
Luna looked unsure at this scathing comment, but Jack knew just how to deflect it.
"Yes, I suppose it must be difficult to listen to singing and play violin up to standard," he smirked, as Malfoy turned pink in annoyance.
"What the hell do you think you're doing here, Malfoy?!" spat Harry, marching up to where they leaned against the wall. Malfoy sneered at him, clearly about to say something, but Luna piped up;
"Oh, he's just congratulating Jack."
Harry looked as though this were impossible, but Jack simply nodded to his brother in agreement before turning to glare a warning at Malfoy. Thankfully the blond seemed to get the message, as he shook his head and stalked off.
"If he's bothering you, you can tell me or James. We'd get him to stop." Inwardly Jack scowled – he didn't need protecting! But he smiled reassuringly at Harry.
"It's totally cool, Har. I think he's got a bit of a crush on me, actually." He couldn't help grinning as Harry's jaw dropped in shock and he started stuttering;
"But, but, he – you – what?"
Luna began laughing hysterically at Harry's goldfish impersonation, and he scowled at her. Jack just continued grinning like a loon as he watched his brother try to process the idea of Draco Malfoy wanting his baby brother.
Of course, if Draco had heard this statement, he would have blushed terribly. (He often cursed his pale skin for this.) The fact of it was that Draco really was rather enamoured of the younger Ravenclaw, despite his disdain for the older Potters. He'd been planning ways to get Jack alone for the last few weeks, and realising that intermission wouldn't be a good time came as a bit of a blow.
But Draco Malfoy would not be so easily deterred from his mission – Jack Potter would be his, damnit!
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Harry wouldn't have been half so worried about jack's innoccence if he'd known what his only sister was up to however.
Rosalie Potter and Natalya Marius had been stuck backstage for quite a while, and had taken to 'getting to know each other' whenever no-one was looking.
Really though, Rose didn't think she could be blamed for this. Natalya Marius was stunning. At 6 feet, she was a leggy blonde with all the extras: ice blue eyes, sculpted features, and perfect curves. Since she only ever wore tight black skirts and tops it was no wonder Rose had been drawn to the older Slytherin for weeks. But the Slytherin party had been the catalyst, and she'd spent the entire night in Natalya's room (after dancing, of course!).
They were being discreet though.
James and Harry had no idea that she was a lesbian, or that Jack is gay. Such things weren't spoken of in their house, and both of the twins had been too terrified to say anything. Behind doors was another matter. None of the Potters were inclined to believe rumours, so if anyone had seen her dancing with Nat and told them, they wouldn't have believed a word of it. This allowed the twins to be bolder in their affections than otherwise, and Rose couldn't help but be grateful that her older brothers trusted her so much, even as her guilt at lying ate at her. Natalya's lips were so soft, her hands so strong yet gentle – and she was smart, and talented (she couldn't have got into Hogwarts otherwise, after all); how could Rose pass this up?
She knew Jack was having a hard time too, even if he wouldn't admit it. Her twin was more of a teddy bear than he liked people to believe, and often used his intelligence to make himself seem indestructible. But Rosalie was more aware than her twin realised of his desires – he wanted Draco Malfoy badly, but was scared that the Malfoy would play him.
A legitimate concern, really, she thought as Natalya's lips again sought hers. By now most of the students were getting ready to begin again, and no-one payed them any attention in their darkened corner.
Slytherins were known for cunning, manipulation, and luxuriating in excess. More sordid rumours circled about Slytherins than anyone else, and unfortunately Nat had admitted most of them were true. Lucius Malfoy was supposedly quite the player, seeing several others (both male and female) secretly behind Narcissa's back; Bellatrix Lestrange was known for her kinks; and even Theodore Nott, who could realy pull off 'inoccent', was a sucker for threesomes and orgies with both sexes. This made her slightly suspicious of her own girlfriend, admittedly, but there were no such rumours about Natalya – she kept behind the scenes of the more salacious scandals.
But poor Jack and Draco were another story, and she could understand why her brother was playing games. Usually more to the point in his conquests, Jack needed to feel secure of Draco's affections and attentions. And having Harry and James around was not going to be helpful.
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Harry quickly leapt into his seat as Snape began to check they were there. He would've made it on time, but some bastard had barricaded the boys toilets, and he'd had to cause an unholy racket to get let out at all! He of course suspected the Malfoys on principle, but unfortunately now was not the time to prove any points: Snape was glaring at him to get a move on, and the show was about to go on...
