Hello~,Babysitter

Chapter Six

(A/N: First off, how can you read chapter five, but skip chapter four? Tf? Did you just go,"Nope. Let us skip this chapter, even though its one of the good ones, and have no idea whats going on now."???? Sorry. Im just in a pissy mood. Now turn to page 364, you plebieans.)

Dray's POV
   As we drove around town to look for a good restuarant, I noticed Harry start to freeze up.
     "Are you okay?" I glanced at her, worried that I'd done something.
      "Oh. Well.. It's just that my aunt and uncle live down here." I raised my eyebrow.
         "What's wrong with them?" I glanced at her again and watched as she paled a little more.
        "I lived with them until I turned fifteen and moved in with my godfathers.(A/N: THATS RIGHT PEASANTS! WOLFSTAR IS CANON AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!!! *evil laughter*) But, one of them got a new job in America, so they had to move, and I moved back here. Don't know why. I hated it here."
       "So, your godfathers are together, like, dating?"
       "They're married. Have been for twelve years. Why? Are you against gays?" She seemed to be testing me, glaring as if I'd said something wrong.
      "That would be very hypocritical, seeing as two of my cousins are gay. One of them is married and the other is still looking for the right one. Wait. Who is your godfather?"
       "Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. Remmy used to work at the high school here, I think."
         "Wait a mother-freaking minute. You're saying Moony and Padfoot are your godfathers? Dude. Padfoot is my cousin!"
         "Really?! That's freaking awesome! Wait, do you know why he's called Padfoot?"
        "Yeah... He's an animagi...? Animaga..? Something like that. I've kbown about magic since I was very young, and had hoped I could be a wizard like him, but, as you can see, that didn't happen." She giggled a little, but stopped when we stopped at a corner.
        "DRIVE. DRIVE NOW. OH GOD." I looked out her window to see a skinny, horsefaced woman, a whale-looking man, and an elephant of a son.
       "Why? Who are they-" The people looked at us, saw Harry, terrified and pale, smirked, and walked to her window, knocking on it. I rolled it down enough to talk to them, but so that they couldn't touch her.
       "Yes? What is it you want?" I glared at them, then looked at Harry worriedly, only to see an emotionless expression on her face as she stared at the people outside the window.
      "Hello, Harry, and.." the horse-faced lady looked at me expectantly.
      "Draco Malfoy."
       "Ooo. A rich boy. I don't know what you saw in this freak. So, when do you plan on coming back to our house? We have missed you so dearly." The whale man said this, an evil glint in his eyes.
        "I'm sorry, but who are you to call my friend a freak?" I glared at them, very ready to jump out of my seat and pound their faces in.
        "Oh. We are her family. The only family she has left, in fact. I'm Dudley. This is my mother, Petunia Dursley and my father, Vernon Dursley." He smirked at me, as if he thought he was better.
       "Well, we are off for lunch, so, as the French say,'Vas te faire encule.'"
       "Well, good day." The horseface of a woman smiled and lead her husband and son off. After ten minutes of driving, i pulled over into an empty lot and parked.
       "You don't have to hold it in. Come here." I turned to her, arms open, and seconds later she was in my lap, crying on my shoulder. I rubbed her back, making hushing sounds and telling her that it was okay now. That they wouldn't get to her again. It was half an hour later that she'd finally calmed down. She leaned back from me and wiped her eyes.
       "I'm sorry. I ruined your shirt. They just always know how to rile me up, even after a year of not being with them." She smiled weakly, and I felt my heart break for her.
         "They were abusive, weren't they? I could tell, so there isn't any need to lie to me about it. My mother's side of the family was abusive. That's why she married my father after she graduated high school. She wanted to get out of  what her family put her through. Of course, she stayed in touch with Padfoot and Dora. I'm just trying to say that it's okay. I'm your friend." By the time I finished, she had started crying again.
        "No one has ever really cared about me, other than my godfathers. I've never had any actual friends. They all just wanted to be my friend because I'm related to Harry bloody Potter.(A/N: Don't worry. She isn't slipping out that secret for a while) I just hate people who use you for your money. It's a terrible thing... Thank you, Draco." She nuzzled her face into my neck, still sniffling, and I held her tight, afraid to let her go for a while. When I finally did, she sat up and blushed.
       "Sorry. I'm such a crybaby sometimes./We laughed at this/ You know, I'm really hungry now." As she said that, my stomach growled.
        "Well. I guess my stomach agrees with your's. Come on. Back into your seat. We're only ten minutes away from our destination."
She giggled at this.
        "So, you're still not telling me where we are going? How rude." She pouted and turned away from me, making me smile.
       "Awwh. You're so cute. You think you can pity me into telling you. How adorable." She turned towards me and glared, sticking her tongue out at me.
       "Meany."
       "You know you love me, Harebear." I smiled cheekily at her as she made a disgusted face.
         "Fuck you. You wish I loved you." I rolled my eyes as she flipped her hair like snobby girls, or, in this case, Pansy.
         "You know. You'd probably get along great with my friends, Pansy and Blaise. Not so sure about Greg and Vincent, seeing as they don't really talk. They just stand there and act like my bodyguards. Don't know why, though. They are scared of moths(A/N: hehehe. Raise your hand if your a Phanny.) I don't know why they bother."
        "It would probably be because they care about you and don't want you hurt. Though, don't see how someone could hurt you with those muscles. They'd be down before they could hit you." We both laughed at this. I mean, I knew it was true, but still. It kind of reminded me of the only reason I was able to meet her. That's right. I socked Ronald Weasley in the jaw before he could hit me! That's what he gets for talking bad about people, even if it wasn't me. Though, I still wonder why I punched him for talking bad about Potter of all people-wait. Didn't Harry just say she was related to him?
       "Wait. Did you say you're related to Potter?"
       "What? Oh, yeah. I'm his twin sister. Why?"
        "I didn't know he had a sister. I don't think anyone knew that. Not even his best friends, Weasel and Granger."
         "They weren't really best friends. They only used him for popularity. He'd tell me all about school when he would sneak me out of the Dursley's house for a few days during the summer. He told me about Granger, who seemed to think that anyone who didn't know as much as her was below her, Weasley, who was poor as fuck and had too much family in one tiny house, and this guy he thought was hot, even though they were, like, arch nemesis or something. It was quite a fun few days every year."
        "Wait. He was gay?"
        "Yeah. You couldn't tell?"
        "He was fucking gay for me? The fuck is life?" I banged my head against the headrest a few times, then looked at Harry. She seemed surprised that I was the one her brother talked about.
        "Well, I can't say I'm that surprised, seeing as he was always talking about a boy with 'shining, silver-blue eyes' and 'pale blonde hair that accented his pale skin and made him look like a porcelain doll'." She said all of this with with a fake(A/N: hehe.. Thats what you think) in-love voice, holding her chest as if her heart were about to burst.
         "Haha. Very funny. It's not going to be weird now, is it? Knowing I'm your brother's old enemy, and, apparently, crush?" She smiled at me.
       "No. I don't think he ever really hated you, and I don't see how it could really be awkward, seeing as he died."     I smiled awkwardly at her.
      "How is it you can say that without tearing up and crying?"
        "I don't know. I guess, I just wasn't close enough to him to really feel anything other than regret." As she said that, we pulled ibto the parking lot full of cars.
       "Are you fucking kidding me?"
       "What? Do you not like this place? We can go somewhere else."
        "No. I freaking love sushi. It's just, this was the place Harry would take me to eat the first night every year."
        "So, you are fine with or not? I don't want to intrude on special memories-"
        "Oh, shut up and come on! I'm hungry, you peasant." She climbed out of the car and shut the door before I could say anything. When I got out and shut my door, she was already waiting by the front door of the restruant.
       "Did you call me a peasant?"
       "Oh, shut up, you big baby, and hurry up. I want sushi now, or I'll shove the chopsticks in your eyes."
       "Harsh. Come on." I opemed the door and let her in, walking in after her.
      "HI! Welcome to- DRACO! I thought you were grounded?!?" The girl hugged me tightly, suffocating me a little.
       "Hi, Pans. Could you not kill me in front of my friend."
       "What frien- OH! HI! I'm Pansy Parkinson!" Harry giggled a little and smiled.
       "Hi, Pansy. I'm Harry. Well, Harriet, but I go by Harry. Either is fine." Pansy smirked and turned to me.
      "So, how long were you going to wait to tell Blaise and I you had a girlfriend? We should've been told that before we tried to hook you up with that loon, Luna Lovegood."
        "Pans, we aren't dating. She was the babysitter for Leo last night. We're just friends." Pansy glared at me, turned to Harry and smiled, then grabbed two menus and walked us to a booth in the back. I heard her mutter something, but couldn't tell what she said, so I looked at Harry, only to see her face tomato red.
       "Are you okay, Harry?"
       "What? Oh, yeah. Pansy just muttered-"
       "Here, here. Sit down and pick what you want. Blaise will be over here in a minute to interoga- I mean, take your orders." She smiled and walked back to the front. When I looked at Harry, she already had her menu open, looking for something to eat. We both searched our menus until we noticed the shadow across our table. I looked up and smiled at the boy in front of me.
        "Why, hello, Blaisie-kins. Tell me, how long were you going to stand there before saying something."
       "Hello, Draky-Poo./We heard Harry snort at this/Not much longer. Now, tell me, who is this beautiful lady that you probably paid to have lunch with you?" Harry looked up at this, giving a generous smile.
        "I'm Harriet, but I go by Harry." Blaise smiled.
         "Of course. Only a beautiful name for a beautiful lady." His Italian accent was deeper than usual, and he winked at her, but she didn't seem phased. Good girl. Don't fall for his games. He is a player to the core. I watched Blaise frown a little when Harry turned back to her menu.
        "So, what will it be to drink?" He glanced at her again. Probably hoping to catch her attention. Fucking playboy.
       "I'll have a hot cup of Earl Grey tea, if you don't mind, Blaise." He glared at me, then turned back to Harry, awaiting her order.
       "I'll have a Blueberry Pomegranate Bubbletea." She didn't look up as she said this, which made Blaise frown and I to snicker at his distraught look.
       "Okay. Coming right up." He turned away slowly, staring at, not her face, but lower, which caused me to glare at him. He looked at me and almost seemed frightened.
       "Dray? Are you okay? Why are you glaring at Blaise?" I turned to see her looking at me confused.
       "Sorry. He did something and I didn't want to get kicked out for foul language again."
       "What do you mean, 'again'?"
       "A few weeks ago, an older man in his late thirties was eyeing Pansy's ass, so I cussed him out, thus getting me thrown out for two weeks. It was torture, seeing as I come here a lot during the school year-"
        "Please sit down and stop fighting. You are disturbing the other customers."
        "And why would we listen to you, Parkinson?" I recognised that voice. That was-
        "Do shut up, Weasel. I'm Assisstant Manager, so I can throw you out of here if you don't keep quiet."
       "I'm sorry, Parkinson. Ronald has the emotional range of a teaspoon." I heard Harry giggle at this and I smiled. Why is she so cute sometimes?
       "I don't need your apologies, Granger. Now, shut up, and look through the menus. Your waiter will be here in a minute." Pansy walked away, leaving them to discuss their dinner.
       "Oi, Malfoy! What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I rolled my eyes and looked at Harry, making a disgruntled face and making her laugh.
       "It's called Freedom to Eat Where You Bloody Want, Weasel. Now, shut up and leave my friend and I alo-"
      "Hi! Are you new to town? I'm Hermione Granger. Your name is..?"
        "My name is Shut The Fuck Up And Leave Me Alone. Do you not know how to listen to people? Leave us alone, you plebeians." She turned back to her menu, semding a quick smile to me, and I smiled back, and started to look at my menu. A few minutes later, Blaise came back over with our drinks.
        "An Earl Grey Tea for Mr. Grouchy and a Blueberry Pomegranate Bubbletea for the beautiful Harry." Harry looked at him, smiled at him, then started to drink her drink, ignoring his wink at her again.
       "Thanks, Blaise. Say, are you going to need a ride tomorrow, or is Pans picking you up?"
       "Did she not tell you? Her parents took her car. She got another speeding ticket. So, you're going to be picking us both up." I groaned at this.
       "You just love forcing me to drive, don't you? Are you going to want a ride, too, Harry, or do you have your own car?" She glanced up at me, smiled apologetically and nodded, telling me she needed a ride, too.
     "Welp. I guess I'll have a full car." I heard Weasel mutter something and turned to him.
      "What was that, Weasel? I didn't hear you. Say it a little bit louder." i glared at him icily.
       "I said, 'Poor little Malfoy. Stuck driving his loser friends in his stupid, little car. Oh no. It must be the end of the world.' Happy?" By the time he finished, I was up and walking towards him, clenching and unclenching my fist. I was stopped when I felt a hand grab mine and start to pull me back to the table.
      "I am NOT letting you get us kicked out yet. You can kick his ass after we are done eati-"
      "Tell me, Harry, why is it you hang out with him. You should know what type of person he is by now, right? Why don't you hang out with us, instead? At least we don't waltz around, acting like we are the best and know everything there is to know." She let go of my hand and turned towards Granger, her eyes throwing sharp blades of ice at her.
      "I will never, ever, hang out with the likes of you. You are the most ridiculous, self-loving prats I've ever met. I'd rather live with a clan of lions than spend one more minute talking to you big-headed bafoons." She then turned back around, grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the booth, sitting on the outside to block me from getting up again. I looked at her for a minute, then smiled sweetly at her. She looked at me, then smiled happily back at me.
       "So.... What will it be for the new Queen of Sass and the old Queen of Sass?" Blaise looked between us awkwardly, noticed my glare at that name and smiled, then smiled even bigger when Harry laughed at the name.
       "Dray? The Queen of Sass? Oh, please. That position was taken by me when I was born." Harry smirked, as if she were the greatest person ever, and I sooo wanted to kiss that smug look off her face. No. You don't want to scare her off. That would be bad. Though, the way she acts, she might not get scared off. She might even like- No. Not yet.
       "Dray? You okay? We've asked you what you want to eat, like, three times already."
      "Sorry, I'll have..... Steak and Mitsuba Herb Chirashi Sushi."
       "And, for you, Miss. Harry?"
       "Oh, just bring me some Futomaki and Makizushi rolls." Blaise stared at her for a minute, as if questioning his choice of flirting with her, then nodded and walked away.
       "So, tell me, is that Bubbletea actually good? I've never had it before."
     "There's a surprise!"
     "Oh, do shut up, Weaselbee."
     "It's really good. Would you like to try it?" She picked up her drink again and offered it to me. I took it and cautiously took a sip.
       "Bloody Hell! This is amazing!"
       "I know, right? Can I try your Earl Grey Tea. I have never taken a sip of any tea before, unless it was cold tea that my aunt left on the table before she went to work."
      "Oh, sure. Beware. It is going to be hot."
      "No dip, Sherlock."
      "I swear to Merlin, Weasley. I will stab you with a chopsti-" I looked down to see what had stopped my ranting to see a sushi roll in my mouth.
      "Food is here. Now shut up and eat, you grumpy cat." She smirked at me and looked at Blaise and thanked him. He nodded and walked over to Weasel and Granger's table.
       "Here's your food you vile little rodents. Now leave the other customers alone or I will get Pansy. Or worse, I'll get your sister. Would be a shame if your own sister had to kick you and your girlfriend out, Weasley." Blaise smirked and walked back to the kitchen.
         "Are you going to eat or not? I don't think your mkther would appreciate you having to bring home your food because you didn't eat it."
      "Yeah. Listen to your mother, Ferret."
       "Well, at least I know how to act mature, unlike you two swines. Now, do I need to get Pansy? I'm sure she'd love to kick you out of here for continuously messing with us when we are trying to have a nice lunch." Harry said this with a darkness in her voice that could rival my Uncle Severus'. Then, she went back to eating her sushi, which she was halfway done with. I started to eat and we sat there silently, appreciating each other,s company. When I paid for the meal, Harry got up and let me out.
          "I'm going to tell Pansy that you are driving us tomorrow. Have fun." She smiled wickedly at the two across from us, then walked to the front to have a chat with Pans. I slowly walked over to the Weasel and Granger, then stood by their table until they noticed me.
Weasley stood up, chair screeching on the floor as it moved.
      "What do you wan-" I punched him across the jaw in the same place I'd punched him Friday afternoon at school, knocking him down to the ground.
       "That is what you get for talking about my friends when you know nothing about us. I thought you'd learned on Friday, but I guess not, so I hope you learned today. I am not one to be messed with." I turned away, ignoring the shocked faces of Granger and the Weaslette who had come to see what the disruption was about.
       "Ronald, really? You should know by now not to mess with him. You can go, Draco. You aren't banned, seeing as he probably started it, again." I thabked her and walked to the front to find Harry and Pansy in a heated discussion about who the better doctor is between Eccleston, Tennant, and Smith.
       "Pansy. David is obviously the better obe out of the three. I mean, he was hilarious, he was hot and let us not forget about all the love interest he had. I mean, he sent his human self to live with Rose, because the human form of him had all the same memories and felt the samr way about her as the actual Doctor did. He loved her. Martha loved him, but married Micky instead. Donna, well, we know what happened to her. And he didn't really know River then, so you can't count her."
      "But what about Smith with Amy?"
      "Amy was married to Rory. I don't want to hear that crap about how cute Amy and the eleventh would have been."
       "So... You ready to go? I can always leave you here to debate until she gets off work at twelve."
        "We'll continue this in the morning. See you later, Harry. Bye, Dray."
        "Don't call me that, Pansy."
        "Why not? She gets to!"
        "Yes, but she isn't you."
         "Ooooh! Buuurrrnnn!" Blaise smirked as he walked up to us.
         "I'll text you to remind you in the morning about picking us up, Draco. And are you sure you aren't free next Friday night, Harry?"
       "BLAISE! Leave the poor girl alone!"
        "Trust me. I have to babysit Leo again Friday because his mother doesn't trust him alone with him." She turned to me and smirked as if she was the best thing in the world.
       "Oh, shut up, Harebear."
       "Okay, Draky-Poo."
       "Oh, how cute! They've got pet names for each other already!"
        "DO SHUT UP PANS!"
         "BYE GUYS! SEE YOU TOMORROW!!" We walked out of the restuarant, heading to the car.
         "Well, that was fun."
         "Totally, Dray. Totally."
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A/N: okay. This one is, like, two thousand words longer than the others, so I hope you enjoyed it! I'm going to probably post one in a few days, and if you skipped chapter four and five, go read it.