Something Went Wrong… Severely Wrong!
Chapter Six: Rumours + Objections = Disasters
'So, is it true?' I ask Draco while lifting my breasts in the mirror; I can't help but, glare at his, how can they be bigger than mine!
'Is what true?' he throws a shirt at me.
'Any of it,' I press my boobs together.
'I don't know what you're talking about and would you stop that!' he wrinkles his nose, 'if you want them to look bigger wear a push up bra or something!'
'Whatever,' I roll my eyes and pull the shirt over my head, 'Any of the rumours, that's what I'm talking about, the ones with you and Potter. Any of them true?' I raise an eyebrow at him through the mirror as I fluff up my hair, knowing that none of them are true – I just want to piss him off.
'Looking gorgeous as always Pansy my dear,' chirps the reflective glass and I smile.
'None of it is true!' he sits up straight, 'we didn't make out, we're not dating, he's not crying on my shoulder and we most certainly won't be friends in this lifetime or any other,' he glares, 'would you like that all in writing?'
'Oh, Draco,' I smile and wrap my arms around him, breasts smooshing his face, 'you're so sweet but, honestly, no one really cares if you're gay or becoming friendly with Potter.'
'I'm not gay!' he shoves me and storms out of the room, barreling poor Bullstrode over on his way out.
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Bullstrode and I find Draco shoving Potter up against a wall for all eyes to see that he does indeed hate the boy's guts and every other part of him.
'What did I do!' Potter's eyes fill with tears and he covers his face protectively.
'This is your entire fault so, I suggest you do something about it you prat!'
'Draco! Stop that!'
'Shut up slut!' he yells back at me, which stung a lot – I'm not a slut!
'Don't hurt him!' Hermione screams.
'Drop him now Malfoy! I don't give a fuck if you've got girlie bits, you touch my best mate and I'm gonna flog ya!' Ron threatens.
'Bring it on inbred!' Draco dumps Potter onto the floor.
'That's it!' growls Ron and charges at Draco.
'No!' Hermione and I chorus grabbing both by the waist.
'Fuck off!'
''Mione lemme go!'
'You can't Ronald!'
'What did I do?'
'Draco, stop it!'
'Are you bloody deaf woman!'
'Let them go! It'll be amusing as fuck!'
'Shut up!'
'I'm gonna clobber ya!
'Bring it on Weasel!'
'Ferret!'
'SILENCE!'
We all stop our bickering to see Professors Snape, McGonagall and Dumbledore.
'This behavior is exceedingly immature,' hisses Snape his cold eyes sweep over all of us, 'deduction of 50 points and detentions for everyone involved. Potter, Malfoy, to my office,' Harry sniffs, still on the floor.
Dumbledore smiles kindly, 'I believe that points should be awarded to Miss Granger and Parkinson for attempting to stop this outcome – oh! Seamus,' his eyes twinkle, 'as amusing it would be to see a female Draco and the very tall Ronald go head to head, it was a very inappropriate comment so, unfortunately I will have to agree with Professor Snape here on the detention.'
'Miss Granger and Parkinson, would you come with me please,' McGonagall states sternly.
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McGonagall's office is severely boring, nothing unusual in sight, desk to the back, a few chairs and books. B-O-R-I-N-G! BORING!
'The reason I brought both of you in here is so, that I can ask you two to keep a closer eye on Potter and Malfoy – I know you two aren't sitting there letting them get into fights but, with the combination of the potions effects and the rumours flying around it spells disaster.'
'You're telling me,' I roll my eyes.
'Potter's transformation appears to be a little more advanced than Malfoy's-'
'Or Potter's just a wuss at heart,' I snicker and the Gryffindor's glare, 'what?'
'So, I suggest Miss Granger that you try to improve Harry's sudden emotional turn for the worse and Miss Parkinson, please, try to keep Draco's temper to a minimum.'
'That's nearly impossible,' Hermione rolls her eyes this time, 'have you tried to keep someone who is prone to mental fits from having a mental fit?' I raise an eyebrow at her.
'Sorry… I will try my best Professor.'
'Same here, so, can I go now?'
'Yes, you both can leave.'
I stop Granger in the hallway.
'Oi, what is up with Potter's waterworks anyway?'
'I don't know, he's been exceptionally emotional lately; do you know what set Malfoy off?'
'Well, I'm assuming the rumours, they were chumming at that party and I guess it just shit him off that he was spotted being friendly,' I shrug, 'He's been moody ever since he got back from the party actually, I try to tease but, he takes everything I say so literally!' I giggle.
'Then it's your fault he attacked Harry!' I shrug again.
'You wanna know the best part of all this?'
'Besides Harry crying again?' she spits sarcastically.
'Most of the rumours come from Slytherins! We're our own worst enemy I tell you what!' I laugh, 'You answer one question and it comes out the other end of the school as gobbly-goop!'
'What do you mean by that?' Hermione frowns.
'Well, Bullstrode asked me what was going on with those two at the party – I told her that they were just attempting to get on 'cause at heart Draco honestly finds Potter hilarious and is kind of jealous of him. That night at dinner I get Cho Chang coming up to me asking if it were true that they had sex!' I smirk, 'I said to her "what do you think?" and she ran off gossiping with her mates,' I shrug again.
'Why didn't you just come right out and say no?'
'Well, part of me couldn't care less what others have to say and the other part just wanted to see the reaction on Draco's face when he heard the rumour himself,' I giggle again, 'It was rather amusing!'
'You're terrible,' Hermione frowns again, 'I would have told her the truth.'
'Come off it Granger! Think about it, Chang came to me for info and not you, my only guess is because if they did have sex you would have told her they didn't and everyone knows that I don't give a crap who's feelings I'll hurt when discussing who is fucking who.' I fold my arms under my breasts.
'Why? Would you like your sex life advertised all over Hogwarts?'
'No one really cares! A drunk fuck is like it never happened at all whereas if they were both sober and screwed each other it'd be all over the Daily Prophet. It just comes down to a bit of fun, no one is honestly interested, at most the latest "fuck couple" conversations last two days.'
'Now you're saying it as if they did have sex,' Hermione sighs, 'Just don't tell anyone that they did anything sexual together please, I don't want Malfoy hurting Harry for any reason!'
'I can't help what flies around Granger but, if anyone asks I'll object to the sexual acts between the two,' I roll my eyes, 'You're such a kill joy, seriously!'
A/N
Well, chapter Six! XD So sorry it took forever! I've been a bit busy trying to get a job. Highly unsuccessfully by the way! XD I hope you all liked it! Please leave comments! I love hearing from the readers and whoever comments I'll try my hardest to reply as soon as possible!
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