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Re: 18:00 (6:00pm) broken_harry August 27 2006, 05:17:18 UTC
Harry tugged on the elbow of Draco's robes before letting go and heading towards the nearest table. He grabbed a glass of whatever was being offered for himself and one for Draco, handing it to him as he turned to look on the dance floor. The music started and couples started pairing up. He sighed before he realized he was doing it and smiled sheepishly at Draco as he shrugged.

"Maybe...but you would have had to get to me first, Malfoy. And who's to say we wouldn't have been the best of mates?" Harry was in the process of bringing his glass to his lips when his own sudden laugh stopped it. "Ok, so I don't even believe that."

Harry leaned back against the table, drink finally making it to his mouth. It was barely into the evening and it seemed like everything was turning on its head already...in true Hogwasrts fashion. Harry wasn't sure he really wanted to think about the pros and the cons of the changes, they were out of his realm of logic or judgment. In any case, if he knew McGonagall, it wasn't up for discussion. And from the look on Draco's face, he wasn't up for discussing it either.

"You up for a friendly wager, Ferret?" Harry smirked, determined to make the evening as enjoyable as possible, despite where they were and the function. It was their...first date? And life just got more complicated by the moment.

"I'm betting...in the spirit of the the new Hogwarts...I can dance with more Slytherins than you can Gryffindors. And the winner...well, the winner gets to decide what he wins when we get home tonight. Up for the challenge?"

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Re: 18:00 (6:00pm) suicide_blonde_ August 27 2006, 05:57:21 UTC
Draco followed Harry and accepted the glass, throwing glances at the dance floor. It was already filling up with dancing couples, all moving along with varying degrees of grace. There was a familiar conflicting itch in Draco's skin as he watched, one that said he didn't really like to dance like this but he was obligated to, as a Malfoy and as a Pureblood.

Harry's sigh and subsequent comments drew Draco's attention away from the dance floor and he allowed himself a snort before sipping the drink. He and Harry best mates? Not bloody likely. They would never have gotten along as boys. There was just too much between them for it to ever have worked that way.

Besides which, Draco valued his own skin a bit too much to join Harry on his never-ending, life-threatening, harrowing adventures.

It was a funny thought, though, growing up with Harry outside of House prejudices. Would they have gotten on any better? Probably not. What Draco and Harry felt for one another always had transcended Gryffindor and Slytherin. It was personal. Harry still would've rejected Draco's hand the same way Draco still wouldn't have been able to properly impress him in Madam Malkin's. Just, instead of a good deal of floors, towers and rooms separating them, they would've shared dorms and classes. Which might have made things a good deal more dangerous.

Although . . . Draco glanced sideways at Harry and fought the urge to bite his lip. If they had grown up together that way maybe things would have been different. How they would have been different Draco didn't know and he didn't want to think about it. But he knew something would have changed. It was frightening to think it might have changed for the better.

"A wager?" Draco repeated, listening intently to the terms and straightening with a leer. "I'm always up for a challenge," he drawled, already casting his eyes about the room in search of a suitable candidate for his first dance. "I'm in."

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Re: 18:00 (6:00pm) broken_harry August 27 2006, 06:23:37 UTC
Harry raised a brow to Draco, one that matched his smirk. The game was on, and in true Harry & Draco fashion, they'd survive the night on the competition between them alone. Glancing about the room, Harry made note of quite a few more Gryffindor faces than Slytherin ones - meaning the odds would be against him. Not that he was disheartened, not in the slightest. Like Draco, Harry was up for the challenge.

He settled his drink in the palm of his other hand, fingers curling up from the bottom of the glass as he offered the other to Draco.

"It's settled then. We'll meet back here in..let's say, an hour to check in and keep a running tally. Agreed?" He waited for Draco to take his hand ina firm shake before they went their separate ways to battle out the dance floor.

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