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Part 9 - Weekends At Hamilton
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Weekends at Hamilton were spent in the wizarding town of Fairfield, wandering through the various shops and visiting the street vendors, while Saturday nights were reserved for the local dance club, Club Hush. Only sixth and seventh years were admitted, and even then the place was crowded, but when you added the regular patrons, the ‘geezers’ as the students called them, never mind the fact that they were just a couple of years older than themselves, it was packed. The tables were full and the dance floor even fuller.
The guys decided to go into town that Saturday to do a bit of shopping, and vowed never to go back. Draco Malfoy on a shopping spree was not something that you would wish on your worst enemy.
"Draco, man, how many more stores do you plan on stopping in today?" Chad asked in a voice that said he was beyond tired, and with good reason. They had been shopping since ten that morning and it was now going on three in the afternoon, and the only break they had had was lunch sometime around noon.
"Look, you have been here before so I know that this is nothing to you, but Harry and I have not, therefore as our guide, you should be attuned to our needs," Draco stated as if his word was law.
"Fine, fine. You’re right," Chad relented. "It’s just that we like to rest before going out. You know what I ?"
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Draco turned around smd smirked. "Plan on getting lucky tonight?"
"Stranger things have happened," Allen said with just a touch of sarcasm. Draco picked up on it and wondered if Allen was jealous. Did he have feelings for their suitemate? This possible development warranted close watching. He’d have to remember that tonight at the club.
Three stores later, Draco felt satisfied that he had everything he needed and told everyone that he was ready to go back.
"What did you get, Harry?" he asked on their walk back to the school.
"Nothing much. Just a couple of t-shirts and some new cologne," he said with a shrug.
Allen laughed. "I think it’s you who plans on getting lucky tonight."
Harry blushed. "I don’t know how in the world I get into these things. As soon as someone heard that we were going to the club tonight, everyone decided that they were coming. But the thing is, I can't shake the feeling that some of them want to go because of me, to be close to Harry Potter the Hero, not the Harry you guys know."
"You can’t be everything to everyone, Harry. Just be yourself and if they don’t like you, then they weren’t worth your time anyway," Chad offered. "Your friends who know you, the real you, are not friends with you because of what happened two years ago. We’re friends with you because of who you are inside."
"Speak for yourself," Draco said. "I’m with him for that other reason," he joked which earned him a shove on his shoulder from the person in question. "You know, I always wondered why Weasley and Granger hung out with you all those years and I’ve finally figured it out. You have unlimited entertainment value."
"So I’m your entertainment?" Harry asked.
"Why yes, you are. I quite enjoy watching you trip over your own feet when you walk. Quite entertaining that."
"There is nothing wrong with the way I walk. It was always you who seemed to be the cause of my missteps, especially when it was either you or one of your henchmen who were the ones who were constantly tripping me," Harry clarified.
Draco snorted. "That’s it Potter, blame everyone else for the fact that you are gangly and have no control over your limbs," he teased. "I’ll even go so far as to venture a guess that you cannot even dance properly."
"We’ll see, Malfoy. We’ll see," Harry said.
* * * * *
Allen made his way to their table with a round of drinks to find that Harry and Chad were already on the dance floor. It was still fairly early, around nine or so, and the club was just starting to wake up. Club Hush turned out to be a very nice place, for which Draco was greatly relieved. If it didn’t meet with his standards, he would not have come back.
Ever watchful, Draco scanned his surroundings, taking everything in. The club was tastefully decorated, unlike a few that he had been to before, and the lighting was perfect. A bit dark around the edges of the club where the tables were, but above the dance floor were lines and lines of tract lighting in various colors flashing to the beat of the music. Very complicated magic was being used here. The single light on their table appeared to be a crystal ball of some sort with fairy lights swirling inside.
Currently, Draco’s gaze was centered on a dark-headed wizard who was surrounded by several of the witches that had spotted him as soon as they walked through the door. Draco had to admit that Harry could indeed dance. It was a good thing he hadn’t put a wager on the outcome.
And then he caught Chad with a few girls and remembered something from earlier. He turned to look at Allen.
"So what’s the story between the two of you?" Draco asked as he looked back to where Chad was on the dance floor.
Allen set his glass on the table. "We’ve been friends for a couple of years now, but we were in different houses and took a lot of heat because of it. But when you find a true friend, you don’t let that bother you. I’m glad that they finally gave up the house system because it wasn’t right. So when they changed things here, they gave the upper years the option of choosing a roommate or getting the luck of the draw. Chad and I decided to room together and were actually in the same room, the one that we’re in, when Collins told us about the exchange program. We wondered why we didn’t have suitemates yet, but he solved that mystery after dinner on the first day of school."
Draco nodded.
"But that’s not really what you wanted to know, was it?" Allen asked.
"I don’t know. Was it?" Draco countered.
"I know what you’re hinting at, and no, there’s nothing between us."
"But you’d like for there to be, wouldn’t you?" he asked.
Allen looked at Chad, and then back to Draco. "Yeah, but then I think about what you said before, about not carrying on with your roommate because of the problems that can come from it," he said as he shook his head. "I don’t want to ruin our friendship if he doesn't feel the same way about me."
"You know, you had me going at the gym that day. I really thought you wanted a go at Harry. I didn’t realize that when you were asking about suitemates that you meant Chad," Draco admitted.
"Would it have bothered you if I had wanted Harry?" Allen asked, his curiosity definitely piqued.
Just then, the other two joined them at the table for a quick rest, effectively keeping Draco from answering the question.
"I’m impressed," Draco said as Harry slid into the chair beside him. "You haven’t tripped once since we’ve been here."
"Maybe that’s because I’ve been dancing and you’ve been sitting here doing nothing. Plan on dancing some time tonight? This is a dance club, if you haven’t noticed," Harry said. "I might be able to loan you a few of the girls I’ve been dancing with, if you’re too scared to ask someone," he teased, knowing that Draco would take the bait.
"Potter, against my better judgment, I am going to let that comment slide. I find that I am not in the mood to fight with you tonight. But you are correct. You have been on the dance floor taking up vast amounts of space, as well as the women, while I have been here having a nice chat with Allen. Now, if you all will excuse me, I do believe that it’s my turn with the ladies on the dance floor," he said as he stood. "Watch me, Potter. You might just learn something," he concluded before bounding down the steps and into the throng of dancers.
"Enjoy that, did you?" Chad asked as Harry took a drink.
"Every second of it," he admitted as he watched his suitemate dance with several witches. After a few minutes, he had had enough. "Come on guys, I don’t think it’s fair that he gets all of the lovely ladies tonight, is it?" he asked as he nodded towards the dancers.
"Why the hell not? You had them before he did," Allen pointed out.
"True. But come on; let’s go antagonize the high and mighty Mr. Malfoy," he said as he rose from his seat.
"I don’t know, Harry. For some reason I don’t think Draco will like us cutting into his harem," Chad offered, noticing that he had indeed gathered even more witches than Harry had been dancing with earlier.
"I’m not scared of him. Are you?" Harry challenged.
When no answer was forthcoming, he laughed. "Oh alright. I’ll protect you from Malfoy, because I’m sure that’s whom we’ll be dealing with shortly," he said as he turned and waded through the dancers towards Draco.
Allen and Chad looked at each other, unsure if Harry was teasing or not with his comment about Malfoy. They knew a bit about the Malfoy side of Draco’s personality, and quite frankly, weren’t looking forward to a confrontation with him. But if Harry was brave enough to face him, then they would stand with their friend.
"Come on Allen, let’s go watch the shit hit the fan," Chad said as he grabbed his friend’s hand and led him into the sea of people. Allen hid his smile and enjoyed this very unexpected gift.
As expected, the moment that Harry showed up on the floor, several of the girls moved away from Draco over to Harry, and that’s when the fun started. >From what Draco had seen earlier, Harry did in fact know how to dance, almost as good as himself. And Draco, being a Malfoy, was never one to be second best, so when Harry singled a girl out and danced with only her, Draco followed suit. Before long, it became a silent competition between the two of them to see who was the better dancer. Allan and Chad were quite impressed with some of the moves they were executing, though it looked more like sex standing up in a strange sort of way than dancing. They danced to a few songs and then moved back to the table in a fit of laughter.
"I can’t believe you two," Chad commented. "Is there ever a time that you two are not competing?"
"Only when we’re asleep," Harry said with a shrug.
"For some reason, I don’t think it stops even there," Allen said to no one in particular.
TBC
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