AN* i have had a revalation, no one reads these, so have a good read chaps.

i need to thank my wonderful reviewers, for i have become neglectful in this area.

rainbowspring- i really loved writing Astoria, espicially with her trouble with potions, although i did feel absoloutly horrible doing it. poor girl. i always though McGonagall would like Astoria, and well, somebody has to have her back right? No, worries, if anyone could bully Snape into passing Astoria it would be Minerva, not as though she will need it, Astoria will manage...maybe witht eh help of a tutor? i do believe Goyle would eat someones homework and firmly believe it has happend to Draco on several occasions. I agree, the conversation between Draco and Theo last chapter could have been better, but it was sort of an add in because i needed to get the ball rolling for this chapter, i mean, it's already an extra 1500 more then the last, and these long reply's to reviews arn't exactly helping. *deep breath* all caught up with you, enjoy.

Cecilia- i hope you enjoyed my Astoria, there is more of her to come, next chapter, not this one, sorry, but hey we haven't even gotten through one day yet. exciting, i know, but please continue to review, i really would love to know what you think. As for Tracy/Theo, i am keeping that a secret and you are just going to have to read to find out, but hint, hint they do have a bit of a moment this chapter.

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Chapter 5-this school could use a little boy drama

"…and further more-"

"Professor, please stop!" Blaise begged falling out of his chair and onto his knees.

"We'll take any punishment you give us, just, please stop lecturing!" Draco added, sounding rather desperate.

"It seems you've gotten the point." Snape sneered, turning to claim his seat.

"Dude, any more and my head was going to explode." Blaise whispered as he reclaimed his seat.

"Are my ears bleeding?" Draco asked quite sincerely.

"Nah, your good." Blaise muttered drawing back from his friends ear. Snape cleared his throat rather loudly, regaining the boys full attention. Well, as much attention as Blaise Zambini and Draco Malfoy were able to give.

"Because of your little stunt Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Longbottom is out of a cauldron. Which you will be replacing." Snape affirmed to which Draco nodded in understanding. "Longbottom is to use your cauldron for the time being Blaise."

"Mine!" Blaise exclaimed, with Draco snickering beside him. "But, Professor, I'm not the one who destroyed his!"

"Blaise, the only time you've actually used your cauldron was to make cookie dough to eat during your detention with me for using your burner to make s'mores." Professor Snape said, sounding rather unimpressed of both accounts.

"In Blaise's defence, both the s'mores and the cookie dough were awesome, and even you enjoyed how jealous Weasley was." Draco pointed out, only to sink back into silence at the glare he received from both Snape and Blaise

"Not helping." Blaise hissed. "Professor, I am not giving Longbottom my cauldron." Blaise stated confidently.

"Well then I guess you have detention with me, two weeks, for fighting in class." Snape crossed his arms.

"Wait…I give long bottom my cauldron and I get out of detention!" Blaise near jumped for joy.

"He gets out of detention?" Draco whined.

"Well he's not the one who started is he." Snape spat. Blaise snickered wickedly in Draco's ear, who fell back into his chair with a grumble, crossing his arms. "So I am assuming that yes you will be loaning Longbottom your cauldron?"

"Yes sir!, if I give him my text books to can you get me out of my detention with Sprout!" Blaise inquired.

"No. Now get out of my office." Blaise frowned as he gathered his book bag and turned to leave the room.

"Good luck." Blaise waved fair well with a smirk. Draco shoot him the finger.

"Draco," Snape began once he heard the door close behind Blaise. "You could easily receive a suspension, an expulsion, for this little stunt of your's, of which we are very lucky didn't go horrible wrong."

"Buuutttt, because it was really funny, and Longbottom your not." Draco smugly replied. Snape's expression remained cold as stone. "…your not seriously going to suspend me!" Draco breathed, starting to panic at Snape's lack of response. "My father's going to kill me, my mum's going to kill me…there probably going to do it together and make a night of it! You can't suspend me with that on your conscience!" Snape remained unfazed. "There must be something you need done!" Draco panicked. A thoughtful look crossed Snape's face for a moment.

"Perhaps, there is, one thing you could do for me…" Snape agreed, folding his hands atop his desk.

"Anything! Name it!" Draco pleaded.

"A Ravenclaw student in my third year class needs a tutor, desperately, and, as much as Minerva would hate to admit it, you are more then qualified." Snape conveyed.

"Wait…tutor a Ravenclaw? Aren't they supposed to be smart or something?" Draco raised a brow in confusion.

"I ask myself that question everyday." Snape muttered under his breath.

"A Ravenclaw…They're going to ask so many questions, and try and talk to me outside of tutoring and…colour code there notes!" Draco gasped. "Is it to late to take the suspension?"

"Yes. Your tutoring her, and that's final." Snape affirmed, signaling that Draco could leave for whatever was left of lunch.

"Be careful what you wish for…" Draco grumbled as he gathered his things from the floor.

"What was that." Snape questioned.

"And who exactly am I tutoring?" Draco huffed, pulling his bag over his shoulder.

"Astoria Greengrass."

"Soooo, how much trouble do you think Blaise and Draco are going to get into for there little scene in potions?" Tracy laughed gleefully as elbowed her way out of the crowded door way.

"Can we not talk about Blaise right now." Odilia sighed, escaping from the flood of students in the door way just to join the current into the Great hall.

"Awww, Ollie, do you miss him already?" Tracy asked, tilting her head sideways with a crooked grin. Odilia rolled her eyes rather unimpressed and pushed past her friend and up the staircase towards the great hall.

"Ollie, come on, it was all in good fun." Tracy called up the stairs before taking off after her friend. "Re-really, wh-wh-what's bother, bothering you?" Tracy panted once she finally caught up to her friend.

"It's nothing…" Odilia breathed, settling onto the bench rather forcefully.

"Ohhh, so it's a secret!" Tracy beamed, taking the seat across from Ollie. "Spill." Tracy ordered, leaning across the table.

"Tracy…" Ollie shook her head.

"Oh, come on!, I'm sure it isn't anything you can't tell your best friend!" Tracy giggled.

"I could never choose between the four-"

"But if you had to it would be me." Tracy finished with a grin.

"Alight fine,"

"Yessssssssssssssss!" Tracy hissed, breaking into a fit of fist pumps.

",but you have to promise not to tell anybody." Odilia whispered

"Deal, deal, deal, deal, now what is it? Your killing me here!" Tracy agreed.

"I-I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to break up with him." Ollie confided, relaxing back into her seat from her leaning in position. Tracy grabbed her arm and pulled her back into the middle of the tanle not a moment after she'd sat down.

"What! Why? I thought, a proper lady never tells." She gasped.

"Yeah, because there isn't anything to tell." Ollie shrugged, plopping back onto the bench.

"Awww, but, you guy's were so cute together!" Tracy moaned, falling back into her seat as well.

"Yes, yes, I know it's sad. Now what am I going to do?" Odilia groaned, dropping her head into her folded arms.

"I thought you were going to dump him?" Tracy said smartly, picking through a tray of sandwiches.

"Well, yeah, but, I don't want to hurt his feelings." Ollie sighed taking the sandwich tray from Tracy once she'd finished with it. "Aw, you took the last turkey."

Tracy stuck out her tongue before taking a bit to glorify her find of the last turkey sandwich. "Just, do it fast. Like ripping off a bandage, maybe then it'll hurt less." Tracy suggested between bites

"I don't think relationships are like that Trace." Odilia argued, settling for a ham and cheese, and now wrestling the cap off of a mustard bottle.

"I don't understand though, you guy's looked like you were having so much fun together?" Tracy wondered aloud, setting her goblet down.

"We did have fun, but that's all really. There wasn't anything serious, anything…important about it." Odilia informed Tracy. Stealing the second half of her turkey sandwich off her plate.

"Hey!" Tracy swatted Ollie's hand away from her plate, who began to pout like a six year old denied a toy. "Oh, alright fine." Tracy grumbled, ripping the last of her sandwich into two and handing the smaller of the halves to Ollie. "Don't look at me like that, beggars can't be choosers. It's to bad you have to break the news to him though." Tracy agreed, licker her fingers

"Tracy…you're a genius." Odilia gasped, abandoning the bit of turkey sandwich she had left.

"Aw, well, I knew you'd figure it out one day." Tracy beamed.

"No, Tracy I mean…if Blaise were to go for somebody else, then he'd have break up with me!" Ollie whispered, pulling Tracy near across the table.

"I am a genius!…except, Blaise isn't exactly interested in anybody and well, no girl in her right minds would go after Blaise. No offence, he just, isn't exactly the brightest bulb in the tanning bed." Tracy disclosed.

"Well, you could always do it, because you're my best friend and it would mean the world to me! Tracy please, I just don't want to break his heart…" Ollie begged, putting on her best puppy dog face.

"You can't break his heart so you want me to have him break yours?" Tracy clarified. "Ohhhh, I knew there was a reason you were in Slytherin!" Tracy exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

"And what reason do you have for being here?" Ollie, pressed, her pout turning into a grin.

"Are you still asking? Of course I'll do it! This school could use a little boy drama."

Blaise ran through the corridors and into the buzzing hall, not late enough to be out of the good food, but late enough to make an entrance. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity Blaise made a couple faces to a select few and was sure to ruffle Pansy's hair up real good while there were to many witnesses for her to retaliate.

"Damn it Blaise, what's the face for? You and Ollie screw or something?" Millicent smirked.

"For your information, I've just escaped the wrath of Severus Snape." Blaise indulged Millie, in a whisper, taking the seat across from her.

"Ah, then a toast! To another chance at life." Millicent toasted, raising her goblet of pumpkin juice to clink glasses with Blaise. "So what is going on between the two of you anyway, Ollie isn't letting out anything and I'm becoming quite bored of my own life."

"Yeah me to, we don't have fun anymore! I mean we do, but, I could just be her friend and have just as much fun." Blaise complained.

"No benefits? Mhmm, Pansy will be devastated, she loves a good sex story." Millicent mused

"Don't talk to Pansy." Blaise warned.

"Why?" Millicent asked.

"…Safety precaution…" Blaise supplied, un willing to rat Daphne out.

"Umm, okay?" Millicent's brows knit in confusion, but didn't press the subject any further. "If you don't like her why don't you just break up with her?"

"Oh, Millie. Millie, Millie, Millie. I can't do that. Ollie's hopelessly devoted to me." Blaise sighed. "It's my curse."

"Look at her, stealing Ollie's man now to. That bitch!" Pansy seethed from her spot next to Daphne.

"Pansy, I'm sure there just talking." Daphne comforted her friend, picking at her salad some more, her stomach already filled with guilt.

"Yeah, about ways she can take MY boyfriend." Pansy near shrieked cutting her lunch, which was now undistinguishable, to shreds, muttering to her self all the while.

"Pansy…your scaring me." Daphne said shakily, putting her hands over Pansy's, forcing her to cease her senseless sawing of the now bits on her plate.

"Oh, be afraid Daphne, because I'm threw playing nice." Pansy spat through clenched teeth, throwing her utensils onto the plate with a clatter and folding her arms across her chest.

"You can play nice a little longer I'm sure, I mean, we've just started playing." Daphne tried, fueled by her guilt to postpone Millicent's impending doom.

"How much longer until lunch is over?" Pansy inquired, a devilish gleam in her eye.

"Twenty minutes" Daphne squeaked, fearful of the full weight of her lies.

"Come with me, I need your help." Pansy ordered, forcefully getting out of her seat. "NOW DAPHNE!" she barked before turning sharply on her heel and making her way out of the great hall. Daphne quick to follow.

The journey to the girls dorm was made in a heavy silence, the kind that pushed down hard on your chest, or that may just have been Daphne's conscience attempting to push the truth out of her, either way it was quiet.

Once there Pansy made straight for the girls lavatory and began her frantic search for Millicent's bathroom bag.

"Time." Pansy demanded

"Um...fifth teen minutes left, Pansy are you sure you want to do this?"

"Are you sure you want to do this Daphne?" Pansy countered. "Friends or not, Millicent is now a threat, and do you know what you do with a threat…whatever you have to so that it isn't a threat anymore. Now are you on her side…or mine?" Pansy hissed, eyes narrow and near foaming at the mouth in rage.

"Yours." Daphne assured her friend, nodding frantically incase Pansy hadn't heard her.

"Good. Now, go get me my stationary kit from the bedside table, or are you going to change your mind again?" Pansy said through a forced smile.

"Of course not Pansy, you're my best friend." Daphne nodded, scurrying off to do the devils bidding.

It was the most boring, dreaded and painful class in all creation. This class was more boring then a bowl of plain, luke warm oatmeal, more dreadful then forcing yourself to wear tights that are one size to small, and therefore constantly falling down and extremely uncomfortable, with the hideous dress shoes your mother bought you which pinch your feet and give you blisters, And far more painful then the pure agonizing burn which occurs when your friend surprises you while your sipping from your goblet and pumpkin juice is splashed into your eyes.

Yes, the Slytherin's were sitting in History of Magic, with non other then the Ravenclaw's. There hadn't been a worse combination to sit through since the Gryffindors and Professor Snape, which at least had entertainment value. This was just sad. The fact that Professor Binn couldn't stop at death and had to go into teaching for all eternity, or the fact that the Ravenclaw's were not only listening, on the edge of there seats, quill constantly in motion, but flailing there arms around like a bunch of idiots, asking questions, just for the sake of asking them! It was pathetic, and not the least bit entertaining.

However, it was the perfect environment for Daphne, Blaise and Odilia to soak in there guilt. Tracy and Theodore to scheme and Draco to wallow in self pity in all that he had to look forward in a Ravenclaw pupil. For had he been tutoring a student from any other house, they wouldn't want to be there, but it being a Ravenclaw, whatever her name was, well, she probably suggested it. What was this chicks idea of needing a tutor anyway? 'Oh no, I've only gotten an E on my last essay! this was going to be a complete nightmare!

Forcing himself to stop goggling the Ravenclaw's, before that damned Penelope girl got any idea's, Draco instead turned his attention to whatever it was Theodore was doing.

Which resulted in him breaking into an uncalled fit of laughter not ten minutes later. The Slytherin portion of the classroom looked very much interested in something not History and apparently amusing, while Professor Binn's and the Ravenclaw's appeared affronted.

"May I ask what is so funny, Mr. Malfoy?" Professor Binn's asked, adopting a tone more commonly reserved for Professor Snape when dealing with Potter, or Professor McGonagall, when caught at the worse of times. Draco, who had fallen out of his chair at this point made to catch his breath long enough to reply. Flailing his arms at the general direction of his desk Draco managed to pull himself up long enough to grab Theodore's paper up from underneath his arm and wave it around.

"Th-this" Was all Draco managed before he relapsed into laughter. Professor Binn's took the paper from Draco,

"Well, let's all see what Mr. Malfoy here, finds so funny." Professor Binn's announced, shaking out the crease. After cleared his throat he began to read.

"Nice things to say so Tracy will go out with me

Note: don't tell her she smells nice, apparently that's weird.

Your eyes are as bright as a cloudless summer sky

Your smile as brighter then the sun

I think your hair cuts cool, and whoever told you it looks like a house elf cut at it with garden sheers is just jealous, I bet it's supposed to look choppy. -fix this

Most people only wear rain boots when its raining, and outside, but where those polka dot one's all the time-"

Tracy pulled up the hem of her robes to eye her navy blue with little white polka dotted galoshes.

"which is original, like you.

Now my name might not be Luna, but I sure do know how to Lovegood"

Here Draco managed to gasp something along the lines of, that's the one, to which many agreed, was definitely a sort of turning point for the paper.

"you can have the portkey to my heart.

Are you using the Confundus charm or are you just naturally mind blowing?

My love for you burns like a dying Phoenix.

I know were not in Flitwick's class, but you still are charming (don't use in charms)

If I were to look in the Mirror of Erised, I'd see the two of us together."

Soon the whole of Slytherin and the majority of Ravenclaw was wiping away tears, and forcing down giggles. Some of the more, education savvy Ravenclaw's, managed to keep a straight face however, and Professor Binn's seemed less then amused. Lucky for them, his period three class was not going to be the subject to his rage for the bell rang bring class to an end.

"Poor, poor souls of fourth period." Crabbe sighed.

"Never saw it coming." Goyle agreed.

Theodore considered bolting out of the classroom, but decided against it. Draco would catch him anyways. So he walked out of the classroom with his head bent towards the ground, cheeks flushed, flanked by Blaise and Draco who were in danger of dying of laughter.

"M-my, love for you is like a b-burning phoenix." Blaise snorted

"My name may not be Luna, but I sure know how to Lovegood." Draco burst, "Se-seriously, that, that, it's great." Draco choked out, gasping for breath.

"Aha, very funny." Theodore spat.

"Aw, come on Theo, if it's any consolation, you can have the portkey to my heart." Blaise's serious tone broke into a fit of laughter which Draco soon joined.

"Oh, we better go Blaise, the girl with eye's as clear as a cloudless summer sky and a smile brighter then the sun approaches." Draco grinned dodging Theodore's punch before running off with Blaise to join Crabbe and Goyle.

"Hey, Theo…" Tracy waved shyly.

"Hi Tracy.." Theo greeted the floor. "I'm sorry for embarrassing you like that." Theo apologized sheepishly , rubbing the back of his neck.

"No…I-I thought it was cute. I just, thought you should know that I- I appreciate it." Tracy stuttered, shuffling her feet.

"Really?" Theo asked surprised.

"Yeah…but I have to go. Promised Goyle that if he gave me his pudding I'd sit next to him during charms and let him copy, but, I- I hope to see you later." Tracy smiled, tucking some hair behind her ear.

"Okay…yeah, don't worry, there's more where those came from." Theo joked, tucking his books under his arm.

Tracy chuckled, "Can't wait." Before turning to join Crabbe, Goyle, Draco and Blaise at the far end of the corridor.

"Better be careful Theo, keep coming up with lines like that and you'll be picking up a lot more then just Tracy." Pansy winked playfully as she and Daphne walked past on there way to charms.

"Pansy, what the hell do you think your doing?" Daphne hissed, pulling her close as not to be over heard.

"Oh, would you relax." Pansy groaned, shaking off Daphne's grip. "I'm just having a little fun, why do you care so much?" Pansy asked with a sly grin.

"I don't." Daphne assured. "You can just go ahead and say whatever you like to Theodore."

"I plan to."

AN* "What did we learn today children? Yes you in the back. Draco is now Astoria's tutor, and isn't to excited about it. Ohh, and Blaise got out of dentention scott free! Yes, very good, you in the conor. Ollie wants to break up with Blaise, but dosn't want to hurt his feelings, and Blaise dosn't like Ollie anymore either but dosn't want to break her heart, so Ollie asked Tracy to try and get Blaise to date her. That's right, gold star, stop flapping your arm like a madman you get to go next. Well, Pansy isn't playing nice anymore and has pranked her some how, this was some what of a cliff hanger, and Daphne feel's real guilty about it. Right, good, goodanyone want to rap it up? Yes you. Theo had been working on a list of ways to get Tracy to like him, but the whole class heard it, and he was real embarassed, but Tracy liked it, and Pansy seems to think it was clever to, and now everyones in a right mess. Wow, that is a lot isn't it. Are you all excited for chapter 6? (submit reveiw here)