surprise?

hello again, as i said before hp belongs to the wonderful and talented jk rowling!
only the plots mine!

thanks to P&P, O.S. who haommeommented and anyone who doesn't like........ well, sod it thats your choice.
oh i know my spelling and grammer are crap so you don't have to tell me!
extream ooc be warned!!
oh and their is hate towards homersexuality but i'm not really meaning it myself itt got goes for the story! really my best friend is gay and we have a blast when we go out on the pull!

WARNING: bad words all over the place!

chapter 2

~moody much?~

The hall was deadly quiet, not a soul made a sound! The silence was broken as Malfoy spoke for the first time "What the bloody hell is wrong with you Potter" he spat and wiped his mouth in disgust.

Harriet raised an eyebrow at the sign of aggresion in his voice. "oh nothing" she said with an air of innocents as if nothing happened, "just lifeing a powerful spell thats all" while taking an amused glance at the still form of Parkinson who was still out cold.

"Spell?"he shouted "theres no bloody spell on me you asshole"
"Well of course not you great big idiot, the spell was infact on me" she said the second half as if she just revealed a great big secret.

A few chuckles could be heard as from hearing her insult the great syltherin prince. ignoring the other students that were still in the hall and the few teachers she continued
"Believe it or not but not everything revolve's around your thing, you call a high and mighty life"
pausing to take a breath she began again but knowing who she was talking to she knew it woudn't take long for her to lose her temper. "The only reason that i kissed you," a snear came across her face with this "was because it was the only way to brake that damb spell!"

Malfoy looked at her as if she was looseing her mined. " And that gives you the right to touch me?, tell me the damb truth you're one of those types aren't you" he said with disgust and a horrid thought of being touched by a guy, by this time Malfoy had stood from his seat and was faceing down from his higher statue.

Anger had crossed her face from still being accussed of being a guy, 'well really, after what just happened you think he'd get it by now, he truly must be a blond!' she thought to herself.
But kept quiet in hope for the right moment to truely burst his bubble of illusions.

He started ranting again "The ONLY one who is aloud to touch me that way is my fiance!" he hissed in her face. The people who were close enough to hear gasped in surprise of finding the lush slytherine was taken.

A grin spread across her face apon comferming is cluelessness to not knowing who he was engaged to deciding to have a little fun she asked in a normal type voice, still wondering why he didn't notice the change in her voice "So... tell me who is it that youre engaged to? dear" she said in a mocking voice. she wasn't nearly sorted into slytherine for nothing.

"That is none of your'e fucking business." he said in a slightly more clamer voice
"Oh believe me it is, but it seems as if 'you' don't really know yourself. hmmm?" her voice was starting get sickly sweet.

As i said before it none of your'e damb business who i'm engaged to and it's not as if my parent's would marry me off to you, youre a boy and my family does not agree with that sort!"

For some reason that was it that was what made the braking point in her calm her anger was now braking through.

"Right" she said through a tight lip "first off, love is love and you can't bloody choose who you fancy it just happens" she said now raising her hand and poking him in the chest "second i wouldn't be so damb sure on who you're parents have married you off too, so ask you're mother" she said still pokeing him in the chest "And LAST but certanly not bloody least these" she said grabbing her chest "are a sure damb dead give away saying that i'm a GIRL"

Taking a step back and turning to leave but not before she made one last comment
"your truly are a blond!"
and with this she stormed out of the hall, leaving everyone who didn't hear wondering why she grabbed herself. Hermione and Ron now recovering slightly from the shock that they had been given soon went after her.

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i hope i didn't offend anyone with my speach about hating gays, cos i really don't care who people like!
Sorry if this chapter seems weird because i had the hol chappie written down and i totally ignored what i had written!

please be nice