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Warning: Language, Substance Use and Sex. Turn back if this isn't your cup of tea. But then again you got this far, so it is probably your thing...in that case, get reading!

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The Revels of Slytherin House

Hogwarts students returned a week into January in a rush to begin the new term. Although the Head Students had become the gossip of the entire school, fellow classmates were rarely given a chance to survey the two together other than their meals shared at the Head dinner table.

Although the pair beamed at one another when their eyes met, they gave few outward signs of a relationship. The briefly lived scandal of Ronald Weasley and Pansy Parkinson was over almost before it begun. After her outburst at the Yule Ball Ron felt no need to continue on, even if he was getting some action.

At the end of January the Head students were summoned by the Head Master outside of their weekly Order defensive training meetings.

The Head Master seemed jovial as he met them. "My dear Head students, it appears that my former pupils, Fred and George Weasley, have approached me with the idea of a Valentine's Day fete. They would like their store to sponsor the event and provide of age students with their new line of alcohol. The staff is hesitant to agree, what do you students think of the idea?"

Hermione was afraid to speak, Draco however gushed at the old man, "Bloody brilliant Professor! A perfect idea."

It gave Hermione the guts to nod her head in agreement, "The students would enjoy such festivities."

Dumbledore grinned, "Excellent, I thought you two might enjoy the chance to plan an event as such. I would like the prefects to organize the event. It will be strictly for 5th, 6th and 7th years. This is the only event Hogwarts will entertain alcoholic beverages at. The Professors are willing to look the other way if the event is responsibly organized."

Hermione scowled, "Professor, I assure you we can arrange the event responsibly."

He smiled, "Good, I would like the houses to interact as much as possible. If each would host a booth of some sort it would meet my standards." The duo agreed and left for their prefect meeting.

The prefects had conniptions about the idea, each house swearing to outdo the others. Slytherin claimed games of chance, Hufflepuff took refreshments, Ravenclaw wanted love charms, and Gryffindors party favors. Alcohol and the DJ were to be supplied by the Weasley Brothers.

Hermione cautioned the prefects strongly to use good judgment, "This is a trial run of this event, if we screw this up students after us will not get another chance. That means prefects if you see someone too drunk or starting a fight we need to take care of it immediately!" She turned to Draco, "Anything else Malfoy?"

There were a few titters at her use of his last name. He nodded curtly, "Yes, well every year Slytherin holds a Valentine's Day revel in our common area, as I am sure many of you well know." Someone whistled, another let out a cat call. Draco glared at them, "This year the revels will be open to all students who attend the party, but there will be a strict code of conduct."

Ernie laughed at him, "What Malfoy? Two dicks for each girl at the snake orgy?"

Draco glared menacingly, "That is exactly the behavior I was warning against MacMillan! If you come into Slytherin you treat the area and the students therein with respect. If not the wards of the room will not be gentle." Ernie held up his hands in defeat. Draco ignored him, "Alright, that is all; we will see you next week."

The Head students gathered their belongings and turned to leave. They were surprised to see that many of the prefects had turned to watch them with interest. Draco smirked, "No shows today folks, now move along, don't bother the Head girl."

Terry Boot cackled at him, "Oh yes, wouldn't want to bother your Head girl Malfoy." Hermione shook her head in disgust and left for dinner with Draco on her arm.

Draco took her bag and looped it over his shoulder then quickly kissed her on the check. "I am rather excited about the Gala Mina, and I think the prefects are too."

She grinned, "I just hope they don't overdo it. How come I have never heard about the Slytherin thing?"

Draco flushed slightly, "Well love, it is a bit naughty and I don't think it would really be your sort of thing…" She smiled wickedly, "That bad, eh?" "Oh so much worse."

He led Hermione over to the Gryffindor table next to Harry and Ron and moved to leave her, but Harry caught his arm before he could step away. "Eat with us Malfoy?"

Draco looked about uncertainly, he was receiving mixed looks from the table and a brilliant grin from a Miss Hermione Granger, who eagerly scooted over to make him room. Draco sighed and climbed into sit with her. He could hear the rumble of gossip start at Gryffindor, and then steadily reach a full blown roar by the time the news reached Slytherin.

Draco calmed down considerably as the friends about him began to eat and prattle into conversation. Harry and Ron urged Draco to join them in a discussion of recent pro-quidditch matches. Hermione beamed at him and lightly squeezed his leg under the table.

As they finished Draco nudged Harry, "Fancy a toke Potter?"

Harry chortled, "Always Malfoy."

Draco pushed Ron half-heartedly, "You too Weasley?"

Ron smiled, "Sure, how about Gin?"

"Naturally"

The girls joined them and walked out of the hall together. Hermione took Draco in one arm and Harry in the other as she pulled them through the door.

They fell onto the common room couches and rugs as Malfoy carried a shrieking Hermione slung over his shoulder. "Draco seriously stop! I am not helpless!"

Draco grinned, "Oh Granger, you know how I just love to be in control." Draco flicked a joint at the scowling Ron, "Lighten up Weasley, spark it."

Ron expertly lit the joint and inhaled deeply before passing to an eager Harry. Draco continued to tickle Hermione on the floor until Harry nudged them harshly to hand the joint over. Draco took two hits before passing to Hermione.

She broke into a wide smile as she exhaled a giant puff of smoke. "Do you realize we are all together on purpose? This is the first time!" She looked pointedly at Ron, "Thank you Ronald for making this possible."

Ron shrugged, "No problem, I don't mind the press." He ended the statement in a wicked grin.

Hermione shrieked and threw a pillow at his head, "Ronald! I hate the press a hundred times more than you."

Ginny kicked Hermione's foot, "You seen today's?"

Hermione groaned, "No, I was trying to avoid it."

Ginny rifled in her bag and threw the copy of Teen Witch at her. The cover had a picture of Hermione smiling brilliantly at Ron and Harry as they lay out on the lawn of Hogwarts. The headline blared Be Like Hermione Granger! –Details Inside.

Draco barked a laugh, "What are the details? How to be bossy and study all the time?"

Harry and Ron howled at the comment and made a grab for the magazine. "Good one Malfoy, now would you look at this? 8 pages Mione! Let's see…" He scanned the captions of the many bold bullet points in fluffy pink clouds. Hermione personally thought it looked like someone had an accident with Pepto-Bismol, but kept her opinion to herself.

"Hmmmm…" Harry continued, "Have the right friends-the boy who lived in particular-, have a bosom girl friend, be the best student of your year, have a celebrity first boyfriend." Harry shoved the picture of Krum at her, "Let your natural beauty shine, be yourself, eat right and snag the perfect guy. Must not be talking about you Malfoy. Sheesh, these people are right mad if they think this what young witches should aspire to!" Harry skimmed the last page devoted to the likes and dislikes of Draco Malfoy. "Oh look at this Mione." He cleared his throat, "Miss Granger goes to show that any talented witch can overcome her blood and steal the heart of a pureblooded royal." Harry snorted, "You a royal Malfoy?"

Draco grinned, "A Viscount of course. When I take over the Manor I will be made an Earl. Although I don't feel that Hermione overcame blood, I love her for whom she is, not what she is."

Ginny faked a coo at him, "So sweet Draco."

Draco scowled at her tease, "Yes well keep my mushy side hush-hush now will you?" He grabbed the joint again, "This news had become bloody ridiculous, I mean really, they are printing what we eat at meals! This shit is all over the news, who even gives a fuck, we have a war to worry about!"

Harry elbowed him, "The mags have been selling like wild, it seems the wizarding world is crazy over the affair, you can even bet on the length of the relationship at Gringotts."

Draco chuckled, "We should all bet on it, bet on marriage and we can all be rich. I am sure the odds are quite far-fetched."

Ron interjected, "Actually, no, the best odds are on marriage. Seems everyone assumes you publicly dating a muggle-born signals your choice. Father says the ministry is elated, they think you have switched sides."

"You daft git, I have switched sides! In fact now that you mention it, no one has explained this Phoenix business to me, care to elaborate Potter?"

Harry grinned, "Yes, well now that we have you secured with a ball and chain you really should be initiated. The Order of the Phoenix is composed of those most loyal to the Light, those whom we can surely trust to hate Voldemort the most."

Draco's eyes lit up, "An underground resistance?"

"Yes Malfoy, the best of the best. We coordinate battle ops and surveillance."

"I can help with that, I know more than you could ever guess."

Ron laughed at him, "I knew you were a baddie Malfoy."

Hermione sounded hurt, "He is NOT a baddie Ron, he is with us for better or for worse."

Harry took her hand, "Thanks to you Mione."

Draco angrily snatched her hand away into his, "I had no intention of ever joining the Dark Lord, I have no desire to be a slave, what Miss Granger has convinced me of is the need to take a stand against him. My Father's cohorts are less than pleased.

Hermione was startled, "What do you mean Draco? Have you heard something?"

"Oh love, I get letters, or threats more like, but they are idle, no one would dare touch me right now. Look at home high profile everything has become."

Hermione had to agree, she was ready to send a howler to the Ministry of Wizarding Publications that very morning to lay off, but perhaps there was some benefit to the publicity. "Do you think if I give them an interview they would ease off?"

Ginny grinned, "Nope, but I bet you could get a few things out of it…" Hermione urged her to continue. "Well you would get the outfits from your shoot, some galleons no doubt, and of course, the ability to control some of the gossip."

Draco sneered, "She doesn't need money or clothing, she is a Malfoy and well taken care of."

Hermione looked shocked, "Draco I will not take your charity."

"Hermione this is not charity, it is your fair portion, and therefore you get half of the Malfoy 10 billion galleon trust." He turned to a bright red Ron, "Oh Weasley, stop glaring, your family has plenty now. I know how much your brothers have, and if you are ever in trouble I will take care of it."

"I don't need you Malfoy."

"No, you don't, but I will not sit idly by and allow my wife's family to want for anything. What do you need Ronald, moreover what pleases your mother?"

Ginny gave a little squeal and jumped to the floor next to him, "You sent the robes and the kitchen things?"

Draco looked embarrassed, "Yes…well…Hermione mentioned she might enjoy them."

Ginny shrieked, "Enjoy? She is having kittens over them! She thought the twins sent all that stuff."

"Well then let her believe that, I would like to remain anonymous."

"If you wish."

Ron looked at Draco as if seeing him for the first time, "Thanks Malfoy."

Draco grunted a yes at him and tried to avoid the looks of admiration in the room. He scowled and lit another joint, inhaling deeply. He looked about at them, "What! You would do the same!"

Hermione took his hand, "Yes, but it was unexpected Draco. Now is this why my parents just happened to win a new car and a shopping spree at Harrods over the holidays?"

Draco looked away, "Draco? Is this why Ginny and I keep mysteriously finding new robes amongst our things?"

Ron grinned, "Is this why I got a brand new broom?"

Harry nudged him, "The History of the Potter Family of Wizards?"

Draco walked away, "Would you all bloody leave me alone!"

Hermione pranced over to him, "Draco love you are brilliant! How generous of you! Did you really do all of this for me?"

Draco looked away, "I told you I would take care of you and I meant it."

"This is very generous darling; it means the world to me."

He kissed her swiftly, "Anything to make you happy."

Ron stood and offered his hand, "The broom is amazing, I have never seen anything like it!"

Ginny jumped up, "You bought me couture robes Draco!"

Draco grinned at her, "Well Ginevra, you deserve to look your best if you are going to be all over the rags." She bounced and caught him in a hug; Draco stiffened at the touch then lightly patted her on the back, "You are welcome."

He was even less prepared for the hug by Harry. Harry was in tears, "Malfoy you don't know what that meant to me. I knew nothing about my family until you did this."

Draco pushed at him, "Don't nance at me Potter, just take care of Granger in exchange, alright?"

He was positively mortified at the scene, all four of them crying over him. He accio'ed some beers. "Will you please all drink a bit and stop the pity party? You are all cared for, I will provide for everyone. The burrow has been paid off, Potter is fine on his own and the Granger's are now the owners of a trust fund and a country home next to the Manor. Can we just drink, smoke and be merry?"

Hermione jumped at him and wrapped her legs about his waist, "Have I told you lately that I love you Draco? That you are magnificent!"

He kissed, "In fact love, yes you have. Now just let me spoil you alright?"

She held Draco tight, "Yes dear, anything." Draco popped a beer and pressed it into her hands.

A/N: You are all far too generous in your praise and reviews. I love hearing what you think. So keep on hitting that button and dropping me a line.

See Malfoy can play nice if he really wants to!