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Chapter One -- Everyone Loves Harry
Draco rolled his eyes at his girlfriend. She was always about drama. Pansy invented drama where there was none. Now she was playing jealous. Jealous that a couple of fifth year girls were flirting with him. Jealous that he flirted back. He was done with her antics and there was plenty of tail around for him to score. He had no need for a girlfriend, especially Pansy Parkinson.
"Look, Pansy, I..." before he could finish the sentence, Pansy began shrieking at him.
"Don't you dare, Draco! You are not breaking up with me," her high-pitched screech echoed throughout the empty corridor. "I am done being your girlfriend. I looked the other way while you cheated on me over and over again, but NO MORE!" She stopped, breathing heavy. Draco wondered if she would have the courage to dump him once and for all. He thought he'd let her this time. He was done with this, too.
"Okay, Pansy, you win. You break up with me and I'll be on my way," Draco said, turning to walk away. He knew it wouldn't be that easy. Pansy wanted a huge breakup. She wanted everyone to know that she was breaking up with him.
"Stop right there. You are going to hear me out!" Pansy shouted angrily. Draco didn't stop. He realized that he didn't have to do what Pansy wanted. He didn't want her back this time, so why not burn some bridges?
"Not today Pansy, I have better things to do," he called out over his shoulder and turned to go down the hallway to the dungeons. She ran after him, screaming. He tuned her out. He didn't want to hear a list of his transgressions. She's the one that let him treat her like shit for the past year and a half. It wasn't his fault that she wasn't enough of a girlfriend to satisfy him.
Draco climbed through the portrait into the Slytherin common room. She followed along, spurred by the audience they now had. This was her element--acting out in front of a crowd. Draco took off for the stairs to the boys dormitories. She couldn't follow him there. He knew that she would talk shit about him to anyone who would listen. His reputation wasn't that great to begin with, so it wouldn't take much of a hit. Hell, people would probably congratulate him for finally getting away from that shrew. He went into his room and shut the door hard. He needed to find some female companionship tonight. Someone to take the edge off of his breakup.
Draco walked into the Great Hall for dinner with Vincent and Gregory flanking him. They were laughing about Harry Potter's robes catching on fire in Potions class the day before. Draco was always up for dissing Potter. He couldn't figure out why everyone thought Harry was so special. His smile faded as he approached the Slytherin tables and saw Pansy sitting there with none other than the Golden Boy himself, Potter. Draco narrowed his eyes at the two of them. Harry seemed to be comforting Pansy, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her close to him. Draco had never known Pansy to speak a kind word to or about Harry. She saw Draco glaring at the two of them and stuck her tongue out at him. Then she looked up at Harry and gave him her most grateful and hopefully innocent look. She knew that Harry ate up the innocent victim act and she was determined to make Draco jealous. To Draco's disgust, Harry totally ate up Pansy's act. Harry gave Draco a dirty look and shook his head and then pulled Pansy in tighter. Harry murmurred something into Pansy's hair and the two stood up. Harry took her hand and the two walked out of the Great Hall. Before they disappeared from sight, Harry looked over his shoulder and smiled triumphantly at Draco. He gave Harry a dirty look and turned away. Fucking Potter and fucking Pansy. He hated both of them.
Vincent and Gregory were sitting with Daphne and Astoria Greengrass already. They were okay girls, but Draco had already been with both of them. He was looking for someone new. That meant no one from Slytherin. He scanned the Hufflepuff tables. His eyes stopped on a girl from his Care for Magical Creatures class. He couldn't remember her name, but she was cute and was smiling at him every time he looked her way.
Draco walked past his friends giving them a nod and a knowing look. Vincent elbowed Gregory and they both gave him looks of encouragement. He rolled his eyes. Those guys didn't have a subtle bone in their bodies. He slid in next to the Hufflepuff girl. Crap, he couldn't remember her name.
"Hey baby," he said, giving her a sexy look. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and gazed at her intently. He had a method. A way of seducing even the most reluctant girl. But none of them were really reluctant. He was Draco Malfoy after all.
"Hey Draco!" the girl said excitedly. "Did you see Harry and Pansy walk out together? I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it with my own eyes," the girl said nearly bouncing in her seat.
"Uh, yeah, how about that," Draco said in his usual bored tone. Was this girl really talking about Potter? He couldn't escape the guy.
"I'm sure he's making her feel better. He always makes everyone around him feel good. He's such a nice guy," the girl gushed. Draco widened his eyes and stopped himself from rolling his eyes again. He needed to change the subject and quick.
"Yeah, baby. You know, I'm quite skilled in making girls feel real good," he said in a low voice so no one else would overhear. Unfortunately, she didn't hear him either.
"Were you there when Harry's robes caught fire in Potions yesterday?" the girl blurted out. Draco sighed.
"No more Harry Potter talk, baby. Let's talk about you and me a little," he said giving it one final effort. He didn't know if he cared anymore, but it was slim pickings this late on a Saturday night.
"What? You didn't answer my question, were you there or not?" the girl said, seemingly getting angry with him.
"Uh..." he started confounded by this girl's behavior. Did she really have no clue what he was doing here sitting with her?
"Hannah! Come on, it's time to go," another Hufflepuff girl pouted from across the table. Ahhh, it was Hannah Abbott. Now he remembered her name. Hannah scrambled to her feet and gathered her belongings.
"Bye Draco, see you on Monday," she called out as she rushed away with her friend. Draco watched her leave with a look of disbelief on his face. Did that really just happen? Did she just leave him sitting there by himself at the Hufflepuff table? He got up and walked back over to the Slytherin table. Vincent and Gregory both broke out laughing as soon as he sat down.
"Oh bugger off," he mumbled, putting some food on his plate.
"What happened Draco, did she run off to be with Harry Potter, too?" Daphne teased him. He glared at her.
"She wouldn't shut up about the guy. I just don't get it," Draco said pushing his plate away. He lost his appetite whenever Harry was mentioned.
"Well he is pretty dreamy," Astoria said, joining in on the teasing.
"Oh yeah, guys want to be him, girls want to be with him," Daphne said, both girls now giggling. Draco stood up.
"Thanks for the pep talk, guys," he said shooting them all a dirty look. Everyone just laughed. "Assholes," he said and walked away.
Draco walked down the corridor with his hands balled into fists. He wanted to punch Harry Potter. Or anyone really. He just needed to let out some agression. He turned a corner and saw Ginny Weasley standing at the end of the hall. He slowed down, unballed his fists and casually brushed the hair from his eyes. She looked pretty hot, he had to admit as he walked toward her. She looked uncomfortable being alone with Draco in the deserted hallway.
"What are you doing lurking in the hallway, Weaselette?" Draco drawled, looking at her disdainfully. He dragged his eyes up and down her frame. She definitely looked hot.
"None of your business, Ferret," Ginny countered, eyeing him suspiciously. "Ew, are you checking me out?" she squealed. He smirked at her.
"Don't you wish. Do you dream about that? What do you do in your dreams when I check you out?" Draco asked, suddenly very close to Ginny. She stepped back and made an expression like she was going to be sick.
"I don't dream about you Malfoy! Gross," she said seemingly very disturbed by the thought of her and Draco together.
"Gross, indeed," Draco said, continuing his walk down the hall. "I'll see you in your dreams, Weaselette," he said.
"No you won't," she singsonged back at him. Draco kept going until he heard someone join Ginny. He walked out the door, but turned in time to see Harry and Ginny kissing passionately. Harry pressed her up against the dungeon wall and she wrapped her legs around him. Her skirt pulled up around her thighs. The door shut and Draco stood there shaking his head.
"Fucking Harry Potter," he said under his breath. Draco balled up his fists again. This night was not turning out as he hoped. In fact, this night sucked, he thought as he marched toward the dungeons and hopefully an empty dorm room.
"What are you morons watching?" Draco drawled at Blaise Zabini and Theo Nott. They held a muggle device and were watching something that they hid as soon as Draco approached. "You look guilty as hell," he said, pulling the pillow back to show the video device. A video showing two guys having sex popped up on the screen. Draco threw the pillow back and took a step back.
"Okay, that's my cue to leave," he said, his eyes as wide as saucers. He hadn't suspected either of his friends of being gay, or even curious, but he didn't really want to know anyway so he wasn't going to wait and find out.
"No, dude, it's not like that," Blaise said grabbing Draco's arm. "Really," he said meeting Draco's eye.
"So what is it, then?" Draco asked pulling free from Blaise's grip. He eyed the device skeptically.
"This dude looks like Harry Potter, check it out," Blaise said shoving the device under Draco's nose. Draco pushed it back so he could see and sure enough, the man in the porno looked a lot like Harry. He was older, for sure, but he even wore similar glasses to Potter's round ones. Draco watched as some guy took it to the Harry look-alike and laughed. That would put Harry in his place, he thought. Taking it up the rear from some dude. Some very well hung dude. He watched for another minute and the scene changed.
"Is he supposed to be a prostitute?" Draco asked, trying to figure out the limited plot.
"Yeah, he does it for the money to help out his granny," Theo said nodding. Blaise laughed.
"I can't believe you two are discussing the plot to a gay porno," he said taking the device back from Draco. He swept his fingers across the screen and went back to the beginning of the movie. He handed it back to Draco.
"Here, all the plot was in the first three minutes, the rest is fucking," Blaise said, standing up to leave. "You coming, Theo?" Blaise asked the other boy.
"Yeah, I've already seen this one anyway," Theo said, jumping to his feet. "See ya later, Draco," he said walking toward the bathrooms with Blaise.
"Where are you guys going?" Draco asked wondering if he was the only person in the castle that didn't have plans that Saturday night.
"Meeting up with some cute fourth year girls. They don't fuck, but they let us feel them up, so it's not a bad diversion," Blaise said grinning and raising his eyebrows. Draco threw the pillow at him.
"Go on, get out of here," he said wishing he had fourth year girls to make out with. Instead he had a gay porno. Was this really what he was going to do with his night, he wondered. Turned out, yes, he was and he watched the video several times. But it wasn't the video itself that intrigued him. It was the prostitute angle. The limited plot that Blaise gave him trouble for. He was formulating a plan. This muggle porno gave him an idea to take down Harry Potter a notch. Or maybe two or three notches, Draco thought laughing to himself.
Draco finished his homework in record speed on Sunday morning. He had research to do and he was going to need time in the library. When he woke up, his plan was still at the forefront of his imagination. It seemed that his mind turned the idea over and over while he slept and he had new insight into how to make his idea work. He skipped lunch and went straight to the restricted section of the library. He had special permission to view the restricted section at any time, something his father set up for him in his second year. He didn't know if he would find what he was looking for, but soon enough, a small subsection appeared before him--all books on possession.
Draco looked around. No one could see him, tucked into the back recesses of the restricted section. He half expected Harry's good friend Hermione Granger to pop up and ask him what he was doing, but no one was around. He set silencing and alarm charms up around himself and took the first book. He wanted to know how to possess someone's body. He wanted to know what happened to the possessed person's consciousness--could they see what was happening or were they asleep? What happened to his own body while his mind possessed the other person? Could he possess more than one person at a time? He quickly read through the first book, not really finding any answers. He opened the second.
After several hours, one of Draco's alarms went off. With a flick of his wand, the books flew back onto the shelves, all except one, and he lifted the charms he set. It was Madame Pince, the librarian.
"Draco, I didn't think anyone was still here. It's after midnight," she said startled by his appearance.
"Really? Wow, time really got away from me," he said standing up on stiff legs.
"Yes, really!" she snapped. "Now get back to your dorms before I give you detention," she said, making shooing motions toward the door.
"I need to check out this book, though," Draco said holding up the book he selected. It was the one with the spells he needed to perform for the perfect possession. The ones that couldn't be detected.
"Oh for the love of Merlin," Madame Pince waved her wand with irritation at the book without even looking at it. "There, now go on," she said, now putting a hand on his shoulder and gently pushing him toward the door.
"Thanks, Madame Pince, you're the best. And the most beautiful. And my favorite," he said gathering his books into his bag and running out of the library. She shook her head and locked the door behind him, a little smile on her face. He had a way with women, he thought as he ran back to his dorm.
When Draco awoke Monday morning he took one look at the book on possession and tossed it under his bed. He realized that he had just been wound up about Harry and now that he cooled down he knew that he wasn't going to possess Harry's body. And turn him into a male prostitute. That was crazy! He couldn't do that, no matter how much Potter deserved it. He really wondered if his brain was mis-wired somehow. Who thought of things like that? It was that muggle porno. Giving him stupid ideas.
Draco walked into the Great Hall for breakfast. He sat down with Vincent and Gregory and grabbed some oatmeal. He was pouring syrup over it when he caught sight of Harry walking in the door. He narrowed his eyes at Potter. Harry looked over and caught Draco glaring at him.
"Can't take your eyes off of me, Malfoy?" he asked and all of his friends erupted in laughter. Harry did a little pose and Draco had to contain his fury.
"Only long enough to be embarrassed for you," he drawled, pretending that he didn't really care.
"What's there to be embarrassed about? I'm a stud," he said flexing his muscles. Draco rolled his eyes and turned back to his oatmeal. He'd poured too much syrup on it but he didn't want to admit it, so he took a bite of syrup and didn't say a word. Suddenly Harry was right behind him. He leaned in close and Draco leaned away, repulsed by Harry's nearness.
"And I fucked your girlfriend and mine Saturday night, so I would say that there's nothing to be embarrassed about," he said in a low voice. Vincent shoved Harry's shoulder and Gregory began to stand up. Harry backed off, throwing his hands up in the air. "I'm leaving, I'm leaving," he said walking backwards.
"Sit down Goyle," Draco said. "He's just talking about my sloppy seconds," he said flippantly. Gregory sat down, but in that same instant, Harry pulled Draco into a headlock.
"Don't talk about Pansy like that, Malfoy," he angrily spit out in Draco's ear. "Stay the hell away from her," Harry said, pulling extra tight on Draco's neck before letting go.
"Fuck you, Potter," Draco sneered at Harry, who held his hands up again, in innocence. Professor McGonnagall chose that moment to finally look over.
"Draco Malfoy, that's ten points from Slytherin for language," she shouted across the Hall. Everyone looked at him. The Gryffindors started laughing, as did Pansy and her friends on the Slytherin side. He stood up.
"Crabbe, Goyle, let's go," he said waiting only a moment for his friends to stand up. They looked at their food and then at Draco, who looked back expectantly. Gregory got up and grabbed a couple of rolls and then shoved Vincent.
"C'mon," he said. Vincent grabbed a couple of rolls, too, and then the two ran to catch up to Draco.
"Potter is such a tool," Vincent said, panting from the short distance he had run.
"Yeah, a total tool," Gregory said in agreement. Although he agreed with them, Draco thought they were so crude. His mind wandered to his plan. No, he fought with himself. That plan was ridiculous and would never work anyway. He'd get caught for sure. The boys walked in silence back to their dorm. Draco couldn't shake off the plan, though. He kept thinking that it was foolproof. No one could trace the spells he would use. No one would think that Harry was even under a spell. He could cover his tracks perfectly and when he had Harry's body under his control, he could make the Boy Who Lived do all sorts of dirty stuff. He needed Crabbe and Goyle to make the plan work. He could obliviate them later if they became a problem. He was going to do this. He was going to turn out Harry Potter.