Unexpected Relationship

CHAPTER 7

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. J K Rowling does.

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Now I bet you want to know what all the slave duties were, right? I'll tell you what I saw or heard. Keep in mind that all the slaves didn't do their duties on the same day. Some still haven't been done.

I'll start with Wilter, my main reason for choosing to do a slave auction in the first place. I told her to meet me in front of the Great Hall before breakfast at seven o'clock precisely, in the outfit I had given to her in a bag. Then I decided to piss her off and not turn up until a quarter to eight. As expected, the look fury on her face when I strolled up forty-five minutes late was priceless. There she was, standing by the doors, waiting for me in her Muggle maids uniform, you know those short black ones with the frilly white aprons.

Wilter was the first slave that the students had seen in action, so they were watching very closely, the boys especially (short skirt, tight bodice). So for breakfast I made her serve me. Telling her to get me a plate this then changing my mind. Watching her glare get more ferocious every time I did it and just smiling in response. Now normally I don't like being the centre of attention but I really enjoyed that. Even some of the Slytherins were laughing. But the best part of it was when I looked up and saw Snape watching Neville laughing at Wilter. I swear he looked green, guess he wasn't looking forward to his turn.

After breakfast I told Wilter I'd meet her in the Charms room in an hour for her next task. She just glared and walked away. So being in the really happy mood I was at that moment, seeing a couple having a picnic breakfast in the garden then realising who the couple was caused me to break out in hysterics. I don't know how, seeing as though I was inside, behind glass, but Draco must have heard me because he turned around met my eyes and glared. All this did was make me laugh harder. How times have changed. Had he glared at me like that last year I would have cowered in fear, now I laugh. Now I know he's not the evil bastard everyone thinks he is. Pansy though doesn't like his attention being away from her, so she made him face her again and I walked away.

Now for my meeting with Wilter, Harry and Ron were joining me for this one. I knew that making her do embarrassing things all day in front of the student body was not going to make her be nice to me for the rest of the year, so I had a plan up my sleeve.

"Now I have a proposition for you," I started, "I have a list here of all the things I want you to do today, and you will have to do them, don't get me wrong, the catch is whether you will have to do them in front of the entire school, or just in front of us three."

"What's the catch," she asked warily. I don't blame her for being wary; the smile on Ron's face would have made me wary too.

"I don't like the way you treat Ron and I in classes, just because Bill is our brother. It's not fair, and you just really need to get over it. The catch is if you perform for just the three of us, you will be taped. The student body will only view this tape if Ron or I feel that you are acting unfairly to us throughout the rest of the year."

"What are the things I have to do?" she asked. I hand her the list. She reads it and hands it back.

"Deal."

And the bargain was struck. That night I remember thinking that I have never laughed as much in one day as I did that day. And I used to live with Fred and George. Now I won't tell you exactly what we made her do, because I made a deal, but if she breaks her side, you'll be the first to know. But just as a hint it included dancing, singing and magic.

I only saw Draco once more during that day, Pansy hanging all over him. I wish that someone else had bought him. That way we could have seen him embarrassed or humiliated. I've never seen him show either of those emotions. Pansy wasn't about to piss Draco off that much. She was too interested in getting into his pants.

I'll just highlight some other of the slave's duties for you. Lavender had to get up during dinner and sing some Muggle love song to her 'master' you know the pimply fifth year. I think it was called 'I Will Always Love You'. Just so you know Lav is tone deaf. I swear I heard the werewolves in the dark forest howling along with her.

The Slytherin boys that bought Parvati took the word 'slave' literally. They made her do their cleaning, cooking and homework. Poor girl, but to make sure they didn't go to far (bunch of hormonal boys and very pretty girl), Seamus was with her the entire time.

Seamus though had to dress up in, wait, what did Harry and Hermione call it, oh yes, drag. Women's clothing, jewellery, makeup and wig, you should have seen it. Seamus in a sundress is a sight to behold. I must admit Seamus has a really nice body, we have of course photo's to remember it by.

McGonagall though she was going to get out of the slave duties pretty easily, when all the boys wanted for the first part of the day was for her to give them lessons on how to become Animagus. Harry and Ron were determined to try to become one and Seamus just tagged along. But then, in the second half of the day, it got entertaining.

You know how McGonagall loves Quidditch; well they decided to see how handy she was on a broom. They gave her a set of Gryffindor Quidditch robes and a broom and challenged her to a game of two on two Quidditch, McGonagall and Harry versus Ron and Seamus. Of course this challenge wasn't a secret so the students all came out to watch. For an old girl she can fly pretty damn well and she and Harry won, much to Ron's disgust. When she landed she was laughing so hard she was nearly crying. For the first time in three years she didn't have that strained, weary look on her face, the one the war had given her. She looked happy.

Earlier tonight it was Justin's turn. Lavender decided that she would make Justin break some rules. I knew she was planning something but it wasn't until Justin flung the first spoonful of mashed potatoes at Hermione, that I realised what she had planned.

FOOD FIGHT.

Ron got so angry with Justin for flinging the potatoes at Hermione that he picked up his mashed potatoes and flung it back at him, hitting him squarely in the face. Then everyone started. I was going to stay out of it until I saw Draco sitting there without a spot of food on him, sure that no one would dare pelt him with food. I had to take that look off his face. I just had to. So I grabbed a pitcher of pumpkin juice and snuck around behind him, getting pelted with food the entire way. Once I was behind him I poured the entire pitcher over his head. Very slowly he turned to look at me, rivers of orange running down his face.

"Weasley."

"Malfoy," I answered back.

"You're going to regret that."

"I truly don't think there is anything in this world that would make me regret doing that," I said smiling. And I still don't think there is.

I stared into his eyes then, I seem to have a habit of doing that a lot lately, but in my defence, he has really pretty eyes. He moved closer, so close that I could feel his breath on face. But during this staring match I didn't notice what he was doing with his hands. When he bought his hands up, I was so sure that he was going to kiss me, and I wanted him to. At that moment, I really wanted Draco Malfoy to kiss me. But no, when I was about to close my eyes, he bought his hands to my face and smeared food all over my face and neck. Then he started laughing, not loudly, just loud enough so that I could hear him. A real laugh, one that reached his eyes.

"Looking good Weasley," he said, then turned to the exit and started to walk away. But I wasn't about to let him get away with that.

I grabbed a handful of food off the Slytherin table, grabbed the back of his robes and poured it down his back, patting his back to make sure he was smeared with it. He turned, grabbed my arm, and yanked me to the exit.

"You don't know when to give up do you," he growled at me. Pulling me along the corridor.

"You knew I couldn't let you win, it just not in my genes. In case you've forgotten I have seven brothers. I had to learn to stick up for myself," I answered him back.

"Seven, I thought you only had six brothers?" he questioned me.

"Harry makes seven."

He finally stopped and led me into a room, then turned to me.

"What did you drag me in here for, we're missing out on the fun," I said.

"That wasn't my idea of fun."

"Sure it was, you laughed, I heard you," I said still trying to figure out why we were here.

"Do you always have an answer for everything?"

"Not always. I have a question though." I decided I'd just ask him why we were here.

"What?" he replied.

"Why are we here?"

He never did answer me. He just looked at me, grabbed me by the waist, yanked me to him, and kissed me. This time he actually kissed me. And I kissed him back. I don't know how long we stood there kissing. It wasn't until we heard laughter go past that we broke apart. We stood there looking at each other, neither of us knowing what to say.

"Um, well, I'm gonna go have a shower and wash all this food off me, I'll see you tomorrow, sometime, probably. Ok, see ya," I said quickly, and left the room as fast as I could without actually running.

I kissed Draco Malfoy, and I liked it, a lot. I've kissed a couple of boys before but I've never had a reaction like this before. I wanted more. But it's late and I don't want to dwell or I'll never get to sleep.

The rest of the 'slaves' have to do their duties in the next couple of days. I have to do my duties in a couple of days. Wonder what he has in store.