Chapter 8: Voldywart Voldywart, where for art thou voldywart.

Draco paced his common room, running his fingers through his hair as he tried to think of a way to get Harry to him once more. Suddenly he stopped and smirked. With this idea, he could kill two birds with one stone.

Excellent. Now I just have to Owl the Darklord and let him know of my plans...Draco thought as he told Dean, Crabb and Goyle to plan a house party.

"Oh come on Harry! Don't be a baby about it... It's just a party." Hermione sighed as she stood in front of his door, waiting for him to come out. When the door jiggled then finally opened, Hermione gasped. Harry stood before her in a pair of tight black pants and a low v-neck t-shirt made out of a thin, translucent material.

"I can do this." He told himself confidently as he shoved his wand into his pocket and pushed past Hermione.

His hair was styled into a faux-hawk, paired with some aviators and a studded belt, Harry looked good. "Let's do this." He said as he looked back at Hermione and put his sunglasses on before leaving the common room to head to the Slytherin hall.

"Bloody hell.." Ron hit Fred's shoulder to get his attention.

"What do you want you git? I was-" He stopped when he caught sight of Harry and grinned before looking at Malfoy who was staring at the boy-who-lived. He looked back and winked at Hermione before he went back to talking up some girls with George.

Harry walked up to Neville and began to dance with him. It was known that Neville was gay, but nobody had made anything of it, until now. Wrapping his arms around the boys neck, Harry pressed against him, grinding their hips together while keeping his eyes locked on Draco. Nevilles hands traveled to his hips, moving his body against the other pressed against him.

Draco watched as Harry danced with Neville, his blood boiling. He was the only one allowed to touch Harry. Downing his drink before thrusting another drink at Harry. He sneered and walked past him, going up to his room to let the dark lord in. When Voldemort walked out of the cupboard, he was already drunk.

"Dracooooo!~! My boy! Look at you!" He slurred and touched the blonds cheek before stumbling downstairs.

"VOLDYWARTS HERE!" He yelled out and began to dance like a moron with a hufflepuff student who looked terrified. He laughed and started taking off his long robes, revealing his white chest and low pants.

Well this is a bust...Draco thought as he watched Voldemort dancing. Soon enough, figuring out that he wouldn't be a threat right now. He looked at Harry again and seen that he was drunk and making out with Poor Neville.

Growling, Draco threw his new drink down and went to Harry, grabbing him off Neville and pushed him against a wall, fist raised as if to punch him. Instead, he crushed his lips to Harry's who immediately kissed him in Return.

In the distance, Draco could hear Voldemort singing but he couldn't care. All that mattered was that Harry was his.

"I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE!" Voldemort was singing and shaking his ass, his eyes closed as he danced blindly with the students around him. He quickly removed his pants, leaving himself in the nude as he danced to Sir Mix a-lot.

||It's D-chan! I know this is a late chapter, and a crappy one at that but I had fun writing it! And I hope that you all enjoy it! :D and Mei-chan! Tag! You're it!

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