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Year 2

Chapter 7: Malfoy's Minions

New chapter by Steve2

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anything related to it.

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It was early in the morning at Hogwarts when Harry stumbled into the Great Hall and sat down for breakfast. "Bloody castle," Harry groused. "You'd think this place could put up some decent lighting or at least some maps of the place," he commented to himself, wondering where he could file a complaint of the building not being up to code.

"So you made it to breakfast today, eh Potter?" drawled a familiar voice.

The noise level dropped in the Great Hall as a lot of the breakfast participants wanted to see something exciting.

Harry looked up and sure enough, there stood Malfoy and his goons. "Yes, Draco, I'm here. Satisfied?"

Draco smirked as he jabbed, "I don't know how you can get lost coming here. I mean you came here all of last year for all your meals."

"I guess some of us are either just trying to suppress their memories of this place, or we don't have minions like yours to tell us which way to go in this insane asylum," Harry replied honestly. "Speaking of which, I think it is high time I have some minions of my own. Hey Fred! George! You want to be my minions?"

"And by minion," Fred started.

"You mean what exactly?" George finished.

"You know, the regular minion stuff. You fetch me from my dorm and bring me to dinner, get my slippers for me on cold nights, and get to beat up those patients I feel need a good beating."

"Sounds good, mate! I'm in!"

"Me too!" his brother replied. "Ooofff! Ginny, what… oh, right. Can my sister be a minion as well?"

"Sure," Harry agreed. "Why not? The more the merrier."

"Hey, Harry," Roger Davies asked from another table. "Can I be a rising dark lord instead of your minion?"

"Why in the heck would you want to be a dark lord? Don't you realize how stupid that sounds?" Harry shot back.

"Uh… then what do you suggest?" Roger stammered.

"You can be a rising dark scientist. Lord knows there are enough of them around here, somewhere."

"Okay," Roger gave him the thumbs up to that idea.

"Hey, Harry, if Ginny gets to be your minion, can I be one too?" a Gryffindor girl asked.

"Sure. Who are you again?"

"Romilda Vane, cute minion #1," she responded immediately.

"Hey, hey, hey," Ginny cut in. "I'm cute minion #1. I was first."

"Well, technically, George and I were #1, but we don't want to be known as cute minions 1 and one-half," Fred grinned.

"Hey, Harry," another girl (a brunette) from Hufflepuff table chimed in, "can I be sexy minion #1?"

"Sure?" Harry agreed.

"Thanks, Harry, and my friend Sue here wants to be sexy minion #2. That okay?"

"Sure. Hey Fred, we're going to need t-shirts for everyone."

"Oh no you don't, Potter!" Malfoy snapped. "Bad enough you try to take my minion trademark from me, but now you want to give them all t-shirts?"

"Why're you upset, Draco? Just get more minions like me," Harry suggested.

"Oh, right. Theodore, Blaise, you seven guys from the Quidditch team – you can all be my minions," Draco snapped his fingers.

Blaise summed up all the startled expressions and said after a nod from all the males present, "Uh, no. We don't minion that way, cappice?"

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"…but Uncle Sev," Draco started.

"No, for the last time, no! Potter may be insufferable, but his idea is sound. You shouldn't be so insistent to add only guys to his minions list. Why not include some girls. Why, Samantha Zybrist is a fine specimen that you would be proud to make into one of your minions. Next time you see her, go talk to her."

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And so it came to be that Draco Malfoy, scion of the House of Malfoy (for all that meant), approached the 3rd year Slytherin Samantha Zybrist to announce that she could do no better than to join him as his minion.

And so it came to be that Draco Malfoy, scion of the House of Malfoy was in short order trying to staunch the flow of blood from his broken nose while said 3rd year Slytherin stormed over to where Harry Potter was lounging in a chair, one leg over the chair's arm.

"Potter!"

"Hi Sam," Harry greeted.

"If this is what it takes to keep inbred dweebs like Malfoy away from me, then I want to be one of your minions as well."

"Okay," Harry agreed. "You're in. Let me know what size t-shirt you need."

"Good. Now is there going to be free candy? Because I don't minion unless I get a daily chocolate frog."

"Wow," Harry looked at a stunned Blaise and Theo Nott. "Who would have thought getting a lot of pretty girls to be my minions would be so hard?"

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