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Chapter Five of

Falling in Love with the Golden Boy

The Not So Simple Life

There he goes

There he goes again

Racing through my brain

And I just can't contain

This feeling that remains

- The La's There She Goes

"Draco, I'm going to give away all your garments to all the fashion victims in Hogwarts." I heard Pansy comment somewhere to my left. I nodded absently and continued with my staring.

"This includes your dragon skin leather pants." The mention of my favorite pants brought me out of my trance. I gulped hard and closed my eyes, my mind a muddle of desire.

"Thanks Pansy." I heaved a sigh, thanking the sky's that the hustle and bustle of the Great Hall during dinner time kept anyone from noticing a deranged, lust-crazed Slytherin.

"I don't know what came over me." She pointedly looked down and as I followed her eyes I felt my cheeks grow hot and knew that I was sporting a lovely blush at the moment. At this I dragged my eyes away from Harry and his friends and set about eating my food, with new found hunger.

The rest of the night remained undisturbed until there was a shriek from the Gryffindor table. My head shot up from the conversation I was having with Blaise and I inclined my neck to see just what the bloody hell was happening. I noted that it was the she-devil herself screeching at a rather abash but nonetheless adorable boy who lived.

"How could you do this to me!?" Her voice traveled through the hall leaving a dead silence. It seemed whatever Potter had just done too her she wanted the whole School to be very well aware of.

"I stood by you, through everything." His eyebrow twitched and he took her hand in an attempt to make her sit.

"Ginny please let's talk about this in private." His voice was low but the quiet of the room caused it to sound as though he were yelling.

"Don't you Ginny me, I despise you Harry Potter." With that she slapped him, a good wallop too at the way his face flung to the left. I stuck my hand in my pocket ready to deliver a very brilliant and grotesque spell to the banshee when someone beat me to it.

"Furnunculus!" A voice roared and my eyes darted towards Hermione. Her chocolate brown eyes were wide in anger, andher body shook as she took noticeable breaths. Weaslette gave another scream; her hands shooting up to her suddenly boil covered face. While I did have to admit that she was a rather good-looking girl her face was now hideous in comparison, at least now it matched her insides.

"Mione." This came from the Weasel, whose face had lost all color the freckles on his cheeks even more obtrusive. He seemed to be torn from running after his baby sister or siding with the two-thirds of the Golden Trio.

"No – Ron I had every right how dare she say that. What Harry said is not wrong and if she can't accept it then to hell with her." She held on to her wand tightly as though threatening anyone from the Gryffindor table to make a snide comment on what Harry had told Ginny. The end of her sentence caused McGonagall to jump from her seat at the head of the table and make a beeline straight for them. Her face was set in a thin lip expression, and the eyes from under her square-rimmed glasses held fury.

"Miss Granger, Potter, Weasley." She said before walking off. The three walked behind her. Hermione with her head held proudly and fire in her eyes, Weasley who seemed out of his wits end on how to grasp the situation, and Harry with his head hanging and eyes down cast

For a moment our eyes met and he sent me the same half smile that I was quickly falling in love with before walking out the door.

"Draco."

"Yes?"

"Harry Potter just smiled at you . . . again."

"Dray is there something you're not telling us, did you already formulate a plan."

"I haven't done a thing Blaise."

"Good, because whenever you have one of those so called plans it ends in catastrophe." I stuck my tongue out at her before beginning to concoct ideas. Bugger what Pansy had to say my brain was a perfectly reliable and trustworthy organ. As we strolled towards the dungeons I ceased my inner musings to ask a question that had been perturbing me since the dramatic display that had took place in the Great Hall.

"What do you think the whole fight was about?" I asked. Pansy's head cocked to the side.

"I'm not sure." I nodded and began on my inner musings again.

That night I stayed up in bed contemplating the half smile that had replaced the ugly sneer that Harry's face usually held for me. I tried not to read into it. I knew that it was most likely the fact that he had grown up and didn't want to hold on to a petty childhood rivalry. But, I couldn't help but lay there in bed hoping that there was more too it.

"PARKINSON!" I shot out of bed thinking something had happened to my most lovable fairy Pansy. Instead of shooting out spells I laughed at the sight that met me.

Blaise was standing in the center of the room pajama pants dangling on his hips, the stars of sleep still evident in his ebony eyes, and somehow supporting the weight of Pansy who clung to him.

"But love, I wanted to wake you up differently today." She giggled as she tightened her legs around his waist, her face looking more impish by the second.

"I understand Cara." [1] His usual pet name for her held iciness. Pansy, bless her soul didn't seem to be aware of this, and if she did she went through a great deal to act as though nothing were wrong.

"It's lovely to see that you've become a monkey over night." The couple turned toward me all the while Pansy's grip on Blaise unrelenting.

"Draco, so sorry to have woken you but as I was telling Dolce [2] I thought I would try a new tactic in waking him, I'm dreadfully sorry that I woke you up in the process." If the grin she was wearing was anything to go by then I was damn sure that she wasn't sorry at all.

"Apology accepted."

'Now if you don't mind I must go through the process of making myself perfect, don't do anything I wouldn't do." Blaise opened his mouth.

"Blaise, I do not have sex in the morning." Blaise's mouth closed.

As I finished washing my face my hand routinely went for my usual supply of gel. I hesitated analyzing myself in the mirror gel or no gel that was the question. Through some crazy and out of worldly reason I decided that my hair would remain without its slicked back appearance for one more day.

Venturing into the Common room I see that Blaise had somehow been able to rid his waist of Pansy and they sat very comfortably in a love chair, with eyes only for each other. I felt myself frown. Don't get me wrong I'm extremely happy that they're together after I discovered that Pansy, actually girls in general just weren't for me there wasn't anyone but Blaise that I could trust with her heart. Moment's like this . . . well they leave me with a sense of unrequited. For all the sex that I undergo with both sexes (sex is sex) I did want someone to love forever. I wonder if I'd ever get that I thought dismally before sliding into the seat next to them.

"Morning."

"Draco, you're hair." A delicate red-nailed hand went up to my forehead. I laughed placidly.

"Are you sick?" Her tone questioned my health and I found myself laughing even more.

"I'm fine; I just decided to not do with the gel for once." Her eyes looked unbelieving.

"If you're sure."

"I'm sure. Now if we've finished discussing my health, I would appreciate if you too stopped sending each other worried glances and we began our path towards the Great Hall there's a certain green eyed seeker I'd love to ogle at for a few minutes." They nodded hesitantly, the expression in one's eyes mirroring the others. I let out a chuckle they really were perfect for each other.

Breakfast went without another scene but there was obviously tension within the Lion's House. Ginny sat surrounded by her former friends as she glared at Harry from her side. With sadness I saw that the she devils lovely boils were gone. Harry sat with Hermione to his left and Ron to his right who still seemed unsure. In front of him sat Seamus, Dean, and Neville. Seamus I noticed met everyone of the Weaslette's glare's with a steely one of his own.

"That's peculiar." Blaise and I both turned toward Pansy who had a contemplating look on her face. Seeing as she had gotten our attention with the random comment she went on to explain.

"Well we have Defense against the Dark Art's next but if you haven't noticed McGonagall has yet to inform us of who it is, and besides the new Transfiguration teacher no-one new is at the table."

My eyes passed along the table. Pansy was right. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Perhaps they're running late or maybe even ill. It doesn't matter we'll see soon."

The Defense against the Dark Art's room was filled with noise as everyone chattered away on who our new professor would be. Some speculated that Severus would be teaching both classes. I blew the idea away not that it wasn't possible to be in two places at once all you needed was a time-turner but Severus would've told the Slytherins about it and if anything me at least.

The office door creaked open and a hush passed through out the room.

"Terribly sorry for the wait, I've been feeling a bit under the weather the full moon was only a few days ago."

He beamed at the class.

"For those who do not recall I am Professor Lupin."

Cheers broke out from the Gryffindor side of the room and a few Slytherin's had looks of content on their faces. I would never say it out lout, but even I have to grudgingly admit that he's the best Defense teacher we've ever had. I also regarded the fact that he looked much healthier. His robes were a nice midnight blue and though his hair before had been filled with flecks of dull grey that now seemed to look silver in the light brown hair. He had obviously gotten more sleep and the premature lines though still present were less evident.

"Today we will be learning the Deprimo spell."

"I know some of you have probably learned it, he sent a small smile in Hermione's direction, but I'm sure not everyone has."

"Pick a partner."

"With someone from a different house." Much like yesterday groans filled the room, even I chorused my displeasure this time because honestly I didn't have the balls to walk up to Potter and ask him to be my partner.

I felt a faint tap on my shoulder and turned to see Hermione. With a look around the room I was able to noticed that she was the first to have listened to Lupin's directions.

"Draco, would you care to be my partner?" She inquired as she stood before me waiting expectantly.

"It'd be my pleasure Hermione."

Astonishment settled throughout the room and everyone keenly waited for Hermione or I too proclaim April fool's. It never came. She gave me a smile before settling herself beside me.

"Well then, hop to it." Lupin said as he clapped his hands together.

"You've got guts Granger."

"It comes after the seventh or so near death experience." I chuckled. The spell was a bit difficult but with pride I can say that we were the first to blow up our wall. I mentally snickered; usually you get in trouble for blowing up things in this class you get an A.

"So, Draco tell me about yourself."

"My name is Draco Cygnus Malfoy. I'm 18 years old ex-death eater. Resident Slytherin Prince as well as the best member of the Slytherin Quidditch teamt. "

I smirked.

"You?"

"My name is Hermione Jane Granger. I'm 17 years old ex-divination student. Resident member of the Golden trio as well as the brightest witch of my age"

"And they say the smart one's have no humor." I let out a small laugh.

We kept on with our silly gabble and I unfortunately found myself rather enjoying the company of Granger. She was quite easy to talk to and dare I say it humorous. I tried to reason with myself I was not supposed to enjoy the company of Granger. She was only there to help me gain access to Potter. By the middle of the conversation, I had thrown that thought out of my mind. I might as well make a friend while commencing my bedding of Harry.

"Hermione, may I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"That fight yesterday exactly what was it about?" She pursued her lips and I became alarm. Uh-oh I so overstepped my boundaries I panicky thought. Uhh say something Draco anything. Before I spilled out with a idiotic comment she spoke.

"Harry is going through a certain change and this change in his life has little to no involvement with Ginny. So there's really no reason for them to keep pursuing a romantic relationship."

"You're being quite vague."

"it's not for me to tell, if at some point Harry feels like letting people know then I'm sure you'll find out."

"I understand." Sure I understood but dammit I really wanted to know it's like telling a little kid that the cookies are ready but he can't have one until dinner time and then leaving the room. It's pure torture.

"Hey 'Mione." A smooth voice spoke. I turned around and saw Harry who once again gave me the half smile. Internally I swooned like a love sick school girl.

"Hi Harry. Are you finished?"

"Yeah we just got it now."

"That's good." She patted the spot next to her and he obediently sat.

"So how did you too do?"

"Fairly well." I answered. He opened his mouth as if to say something when there was a loud plop to my right.

"'Ello Dray." Note to self kill Blaise later and then obliviate Pansy's memory of him so you don't have to deal with her mourning.

"Zabini."

He gave a charming smile filled with perfect white teeth to both Harry and Hermione. They both seemed shock at the laid back and kindness of my best friend.

"Dray, I just got word that the Keeper of the Ravenclaw team has got the hots for you." He chimed. At any other time I would've been giddy at the news I hadn't had a lay for a while but seeing as I was trying to charm my way into the heart and bed of a boy who sat not more than one foot in front of me these news were horrible.

"Wait. Isn't the keeper of the Ravenclaw team a boy?" Hermione carefully inquired

"Yes."

"But, I thought – you went out with Pansy." I smirked for once in her existence I think Hermione Granger was completely flabbergasted.

"Pansy is with Blaise." I stated

"Dray here is as homosexual as they come." At that I shoved Blaise. Who began muttering something about best friend abuse.

"I would have never known."

"I don't make it a habit of telling the world of my private life but if someone asks I answer honestly. Do you two have a problem with it?"

Harry shook his head.

"Of course we don't have a problem with it Draco. This is the Wizarding World and sexual preferences for the same gender are not frowned upon unlike the Muggle World."

I offered her a little smile and looked Harry over who was staring at his shoe laces with great interest. He really was gorgeous. When I looked up I met warm brown eyes that held surprise and then quickly switched into glee. She ogled Harry and then me all the while a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips.

I swallowed; Hermione looked rather Slytherin when she smirked.

1. Cara is Italian for beloved.

2. Dolce is Italian for sweet.

The reason it's Italian endearments is because Zabini is an Italian last name and just for the hell of it I'm making Blaise Italian.

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