Hey everyone, I'm so sorry that it's been so long since I've last updated! I had to get a few things in order before I could start writing this chapter, and then school became a serious pain so I had to pay more atention to that than I could this story. But, now I'm out for summer and I plan on working on this story. Sadly, there's really only a few more chapters to go, plus that lovely slashy scene you've all been waiting for ((you know, the one where Draco and Harry have sex /wink wink/)). I swear that's all coming as soon and as fast as I can. Again, I'm so sorry for the long wait. Thank you all who've been waiting so patiently! I love you all!
Warnings: Language
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you recognize as Harry Potter, JKR does!
And, I apologize that it's so short. I'll try to make the next chapter a little longer!
Chapter 18: Wanna go to a Concert?
"I can not WAIT for this! Baby showers are SO exciting!" Pansy exclaimed with excitement shining in her eyes. Draco only shook his head and sat further back in the chair.
"Do I honestly have to go, I thought it was supposed to be a women only sorta thing?" Draco whined. Harry giggled softly, Draco blushed, Charlie smiled.
"You're gay, Draco, so Hermione figured that you wouldn't mind being subjected talk of men and shit like that." Pansy explained a serious expression glued to her face. Draco burst out laughing.
"Okay, since you put it that way, I'll force myself to listen to you all talk about men and their asses and stuff." Draco said in between his laughter. Pansy smiled and nodded in approval. Things had been greatly improving. Charlie was slowly distancing himself from Harry, though in all honesty Harry didn't seem to notice it. Draco rarely left the house and Charlie rarely came over.
"Yeah, plus, Charlie and me were invited too, so you're not going to be completely alone, surrounded by so many women." Harry said quietly. Draco smiled widely at Harry's voice. Harry hadn't been talking much.
"Yep, and we get to meet George's lover too," Charlie added. Draco smiled slightly, wondering who this mystery person was. Pansy stood up and walked into the kitchen to grab something to drink, coming back out to a sight she hadn't expected.
"What the hell?"
"Well….err….Harry thought it'd be fun to…I dunno…I guess…" Charlie spluttered, not sure how to explain the situation any. Pansy raised an eyebrow at Draco, who was blushing furiously whilst clutching her leather tome.
"I noticed the book just lying there and I was curious…..I went to grab it and well…apparently Draco didn't want me to…" Harry supplied, blushing even worse than Draco. Pansy shook her head. She wasn't sure how long Draco was going to keep this act up, but she really wanted to hit him over the head with a beater's bat. Especially seeing as Harry and Draco fit each other perfectly. Harry with his arms around Draco trying to grab the tome (not to mention the fact that Draco was lying on his stomach on the floor and Harry was lying on top of him.)
Harry stood up and dusted his jeans off and smiled apologetically to Pansy and then to Charlie. Draco stood up and carried the old tome back over to the book case where he shoved in some random place before heading off towards the bed room.
"Well, I'm going to get ready for that baby shower." Draco said as he walked through the door. Pansy smirked knowingly, Draco had a little problem that needed to be fixed before he let ANYONE see his front side again.
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"Pansy, Harry, Draco, Charlie! I'm so glad you all could make it!" Hermione squealed in delight. She waddled her way over to them and gave each of them a hug. All returned her hug, making sure they didn't harm the baby in any way.
Draco looked up and saw Fred and George standing by the fire place, whispering conspiratorially. He wasn't sure he wanted to know what was going on, but he did need to speak with George. He walked over to the twins cautiously, and tapped George on the shoulder. Well, at least he had THOUGHT it was George.
"Oi!…Malfoy, what in Merlin's toe jam do you want?" Fred asked, a little shocked at the contact. Draco apologized and looked at George.
"Um..Sir, I needed to speak with you. It's about, err, Flint," Draco said. George nodded, smiled at his twin, and lead Draco away.
"What is it you want to know?"
"When is he being executed…or receiving the Kiss?"
"Three weeks tomorrow."
"Thank you George, I can't wait to watch it."
"Of course, Draco. I see you came dateless," George play mocked. Draco rolled his eyes.
"I see you came dateless too," Draco shot back playfully. George only shook his head and smiled.
"Nah, she's in the bathroom. Spilled a little wine on her dress. You stick around a few minutes and you'll be able to meet her."
Draco nodded and stood there, talking to George about his double life as a joke shop owner and Minister of Magic. Halfway through their conversation, George stopped talking and smiled insanely at someone behind Draco. Draco turned to see who it was and felt his jaw drop.
A girl, looking about twenty seven or twenty eight, stood a few feet behind him. She had dark purple hair, border lining black, and pale ruby colored eyes. She had pale skin that was accentuated by her long, purple and black dress. Draco noticed that her hair seemed to be concealing something and upon further looking, he discovered that she had elf ears.
"Sora, come here my love," George said to her. She smiled at him and walked the rest of the way, stopping beside him. George wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her temple before turning back to Draco.
"Draco, this is Sora Willow…Sora, this is one of my friends, Draco." George said in a mock professional tone. Sora giggled and smiled at Draco.
"Hello Draco," Sora said. Her voice was a soft and melodic. Draco smiled at her.
"Hello Sora….if it you don't find the question rude of offensive…are….are you part elf?" Draco asked timidly, afraid of offending the woman. She smiled and nodded her head.
"You saw my ears?" Sora asked out of curiosity as to how he knew. He nodded and looked over to see Harry staring at them (namely him but Draco is still too stupid to admit it). Bidding the two fair well, Draco walked over to Harry.
"Hey Harry, what are you doing?" Draco asked curiously. Harry smiled and pointed to the fireplace, where pictures sat on the mantle. Draco looked them over, stopping short on a picture of himself and Harry that was taken during the war.
"Look at you two, you guys looked like you were dating back then. Hell, everyone thought you two were." Hermione said, waddling up behind them. Draco jumped, blushing. Harry shook his head.
"We weren't dating." Harry said softly. Hermione looked at him and thought to herself, 'But that didn't stop you from wishing that you were….'
"Well…I knew that. But, I've got a proposition for you two. I already ran it past Pansy, Fred, George, and Sora." Hermione said. Draco raised his eyebrow enquiringly.
"What is it?" Harry asked curiously.
"Well…there's this concert that's going down in Paris. I got tickets for all of us. I was hoping you'd like to go…" Hermione said. Harry smiled and nodded.
"Sure…who's concert is it?" Draco asked. Hermione smiled happily at him.
"It's a band called Evanescence. They're from the US. I heard them playing while I was in that muggle music store in London. I liked them and I know that we all share the same musical interest." Hermione replied, hoping that Draco wouldn't change his mind. It was very important for him to go to this concert. Hermione had pulled some strings and learned what songs could be playing. And one song was important. To both Draco and Harry.
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Fred smiled to himself as he walked into his room above the shop. He couldn't believe that George had announced his and Sora's engagement quite like that, but it was still funny. Sitting down on his bed, Fred stared happily up at the ceiling. Not only did George get someone, he did too.
He'd spent the entire baby shower/part talking none other than Pansy Parkinson. They both quickly realized that they had a LOT in common. It hadn't been long after that they'd agreed to go out on a date. Fred hoped that it'd work, he was tired of being alone.