22 Slytherin Showdown

Whoa!" Harry grinned, he resisted the urge laugh out loud as Fleur shifted her lips from his jaw to his neck.

The two had talked in an abandoned classroom after leaving the hall, they figured it was better to make sure they knew where they stood with each other. Both had eventually come to an agreement after making it clear to each other that neither of them were interested in a long term relationship. The two then talked for about half an hour about the ball.

The two had then started on what was supposed to be a simple kiss, yet somehow ended up with Harry being pushed against the wall with Fleur furiously attacking him with her lips.

As she got to work on his neck Harry's hands slowly trailed down from her hips, he hovered over his desired area for a second and once he figured that there was no objections coming from her he grabbed and squeezed, earning a delightful moan from her.

She ran her right hand through his hair, sometimes holding on his head and sometimes yanking his hair while her other hand had started on his neck and slowly slid down to his chest then to his stomach before it went around and pushed him closer to her from his back. Speaking of close Harry was rather enjoying the feeling of having an older Veela pressed against him.

"Damn you're brilliant." Harry smiled before the two began engaging in a passionate snog, though Harry would probably have described it as 'tongue wrestling' because that was pretty much what it felt like. The two continued for several minutes before they broke apart for air. She had her hands on his shoulders while his hands were still on her rear. "Hi." Harry said, not quite sure what else to say.

"Hi." She replied, breathing heavily. "I hope you liked that."

"No, I didn't." Harry said, earning a surprised look from her, she was about to respond but he cut her off by giving her a squeeze with his hands before he gave her a small kiss on the lips. "I loved it." He grinned. "I hope we can do it again."

"Perhaps we could." She smiled. "And after the ball, if I think you've earned it, perhaps we can do that and more. But for today why don't I continue to show you why the French have a kiss named after them."

"I never thought I would say this but thank god for the French."

"Potter!" Harry heard a familiar voice shout at him as he walked down the hallway. He recognised the voice instantly, how could he not when Malfoy just would not fuck off and leave him alone. But right now he frankly could not care, he had just locked lips with a Veela, he doubted there was anything that could probably ruin his mood now. He looked and saw Malfoy storming towards him with a letter in his hand and his two gorilla body guards, Crabbe and Goyle, who were struggling to keep pace with him.

"Malfoy, hello, you look upset. Have you run out of hair gel?" Harry asked with fake concern, may as well enjoy himself if the prat was here.

"Shut it Potter!" Malfoy snapped. "What the hell is this?!" He demanded when he held the letter up.

"Well Malfoy, it is called a letter. Now a letter is when one person writes something down on a piece of..."

"I know what a letter is!" A red faced Malfoy shouted, attracting even more attention then he already had. "I mean what's on the letter!"

"How am I supposed to know? I have not read it yet, though I do appreciate that you think so highly of me to think that I can know things without reading them."

"You're suing me?!" Malfoy demanded, glaring at Harry with hatred in his eyes.

"Yes, you see if you was just a regular kid then there would be nothing to sue but seeing as you can not last a day without reminding people how rich you are I figured that you had the money to pay for it, and if not you then old Lucius Malfoy can do it."

"You can't sue me!"

"No, that's what my lawyer is for. Are you alright Malfoy? You're slower than usual, perhaps you're slowly turning back into a ferret." Harry could not help but grin when he saw Malfoy shudder.

"Shut it Potter!"

"Did you know that the ferret is a member of the weasel family? Perhaps you could be related to Weasley, wouldn't that just be lovely? Red and Albino Weasleys or is that Malfoys?"

"I'm warning you Potter!"

"A ferret that speaks!" Harry gasped with fake shock. "Won't wonders ever cease? Maybe that's why you were so scared of that hippogriff in third year, they do eat ferrets after all. I remember when it attacked you since you were either too stupid or deaf to obey instructions, for any other boy or even first year girl it would've been a simple scratch, but I assume your ferret instincts would not let you stay calm until the big and bad hippogriff was away. I once heard that ferrets can eat cat food, perhaps you and McGonagall could share a bowl."

"That's it!" Malfoy hissed, his mood was not helped by people around him laughing. He pulled out his wand and aimed it at Harry only to suddenly let out a squeak of pain before he could finish the incantation of his spell, Malfoy's face was bright red as a couple of tears dripped out of his eyes.

"Well it's not like you were using them," Harry said in a calm voice as he pulled his foot out from between Malfoy's legs, Harry gave Malfoy a small pat on the shoulder with his right hand before using his left hand and delicately plucking Malfoy's wand out of his hand. Harry then gently shoved Malfoy back with his right hand and Malfoy fell onto the floor, his hands going between his legs in an attempt to reduce the pain. "what about you two?" Harry asked Crabbe and Goyle as he tossed the wand away and pulled out his own, the two hesitated and glanced between each other and the downed Malfoy. "Come on lads, we fighting or not?"

"Don't even try it!" One voice hissed and everyone turned to see Moody limping towards them.

"Sir, Potter and Malfoy..." One Ravenclaw started only to be interrupted.

"I know, I saw the whole damn thing." Moody said as he walked over to Malfoy. "Get off the floor you yellowbellied idiot!" Moody said as he grabbed Malfoy by the arm and roughly pulled him to his feet. "That's ten points for Slytherin for shouting in the halls, ten more for creating a disturbance, ten more for drawing your wand as well."

"But what about Potter?!" One nearby Slytherin demanded.

"Self defence," Moody grunted. "the lad only made a move after Malfoy drew his wand."

"But he insulted Malfoy!" Another Slytherin argued.

"If he can't handle insults then the boy has no hope in surviving school, let alone working anywhere after."

"You're just biased against Slytherin's!" The first Slytherin accused.

"I am a Slytherin you mushy brained idiot!" Moody glared at the Slytherin, causing him to step back with realisation about who he was talking to. "You can join Malfoy tonight in detention and thirty points from Slytherin for arguing with me. Now come with me!" Moody hissed the last part to Malfoy as he summoned Malfoy's wand and began dragging him away.

"Huh..." Harry said eventually, breaking the silence and causing everyone to look at him. "I suppose this is what you must feel like when Snape let's you get away with shit that you shouldn't get away with." Harry said to the nearby Slytherin's. "It feels good." He smiled, ignoring their glares.

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