A Slytherins Secrets will be kept

Title:A Slytherins Secrets will be kept.

Summary: Draco runs away from home to protect his secret. He becomes a Las Vegas Show girl. Haha, just kidding, or am I? Can Harry bring him back? Sequel to ‘Contemplations and Actions.

Warnings: Slash, Lemons, Pregnancy, Masturbation (Sorry, none this chapter)

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. (I own nothing except maybe the idea for my OCs, or not^.^)

A/N: Here’s Chapter 3. To my reviewers, thmbrooke, Alison, and Miss Missed (its hermaphrodite): Thanks so much for reviewing. I’m glad you’ve enjoyed the story so far. I love reading reviews, so please review and tell me what you think of this so far. Hope you enjoy this one. ^.^

“speech”
‘thoughts’


Chapter 3: Settling In.


March 15, 2001


Draco noticed that although this Max directed his comments to them both, he seemed to pay a lot more attention to Merry. ‘Interesting, they would make a cute couple, and obviously he’s not dumb. At least he sounds intelligent. That’ll make him a good match for Merry.’


%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%


Max couldn’t believe it. The girl was back. It had been easy enough to get the guys to let him be the one to be the two girls’ bellhop. He had seen her several times before, when she had stayed at the hotel before, usually she had been in the company of an older couple, most likely her parents. She was very beautiful, and the first time he had seen her, he would have thought he had fallen in love with her if he believed in that kind of stuff. However, while he noticed everything about her when he saw her, he was sure she noticed nothing about him. ‘Yeah and that corny joke was a sure fire way of getting her to notice you.’

He would graduate with his BS in biology in December. He had had to work his way through college because he had been cut off by his parents because, at the age of 19, he had failed out of college because of all his partying, and also because, frankly he had bored by school. All through school until he graduated from high school, he had made all A’s through no great effort on his part, and the same had been true for college. During his freshman year he had been a good student attended every class and gotten all 100s on all his tests. The only thing that had interested him had been books, and he had read about each and every subject that interested him, which varied on a day to day basis, it didn’t hurt that he had a photographic memory and was a speed reader.

Then during the summer, when he had taken more classes that bored him to death he had met a new distraction through some new friends: Alcohol. So that during his sophomore year, he partied every night, spent the day at the library reading and exploring the internet for interesting facts. He had attended the first class of all his classes, and then only went for tests, depending on friends to tell him when there was a reschedule. However, even though he made 100s on all his tests, he failed every single class because of his lack of attendance.

After the spring semester was over and his parents saw his grades for the year, they had cut him off from money and out of their lives. They had told him to straighten up his act before he came back. He hadn’t immediately. He stayed with friends until he had gotten a job with the hotel as a bellhop and had soon gotten his own apartment because he hated having others cluttering up his space. He had continued to party hard when not working and when not reading, he went to bars and clubs and had gotten drunk every night. That had all changed when on the way to a club one night, when he was 22, a drunk driver had plowed into their car. His friend, who didn’t drink ever, was killed instantly and he had landed in the hospital for a couple of months. It was lucky that the drunk driver had had insurance that had paid for his hospital stay. He had not contacted his parents during that time for help either. During his rehabilitation, he made plenty of time to contemplate his life. He had decided to go back to school. But to do that he had to get another job in addition to being a bellhop to pay for school, because not only did he want to prove himself to his parents but also to himself. So he had gotten a job as a waiter in the hotel’s restaurant and also various odd jobs over the years, including as a bartender, even though he no longer drank himself. He had then had to convince the dean of his old school to accept him back, which he had as long as Max attended all of his classes, only after max had had to go to all of his old professors to get letters stating that he would have not only passed but gotten an A in each class if he had only attended class. Over the next 4 years until now he had attended every class regularly, but he had been unable to get done faster because as he had to pay his own way through he could only take a couple of classes a semester.

………

During Max’s musings, he had guided the two girls to the front desk, where there was a short line, and he waited with them. He decided to try again. “So, where are you ladies from?”

His…crush (?) said with a magnificent smile, “Well I’m from Chicago, I’m here during spring break for a friends wedding and my new friend here,” she pointed at the pale pasty taller girl standing next to her, “is from England, but I’m not entirely sure about where exactly.”

“London,” the girl stated quietly. Now that Max looked at her closer, he noticed that if she was very attractive, but nothing compared to his goddess.

Max was about to say something else when he noticed the desk clerk motioning towards them, “Oh, you’re next Merry,” the red-haired girl said. ‘Merry, I finally know the goddess’s name.’ Max thought to himself. Once Merry had gone to the desk and started registering in, the other girl leaned towards him and said almost sadly, “You know Max, if you want her you should ask her out, because you’ll regret it if you let a chance at happiness slip away. By the way I’m Draya Skye.” She stuck her hand towards him and the shook hands. ‘Man, she’s got a firmer handshake then a lot of guys I know.’ “I suggest, if you’re not doing anything tonight you ask her now. However to be on the safe side you might want to include me in the invitation.”

Max was shocked, he definitely didn’t expect love advice from a woman that looked as if she would keel over any second now. “Do you think she’ll accept?”

“Sure, maybe make in this hotel, at the bar so she’ll feel safe, and then you can make your move, and convince her you’re not a brainless dolt. Because if you hadn’t noticed she’s a very intelligent person. And unless I miss my guess so are you.” With that she moved to the front desk as Merry finished, leaving a very bemused Max behind her.


%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%


Draco was having fun. He loved setting up people that were good for each other. He had always thought that his magic aided him in recognizing when a couple was meant for each other or not. For example one of the many couples he had maneuvered together had been Blaise and Pansy. He always got a laugh out of having a hand in setting up couples with them having no idea he was even behind their getting together. He also knew when a couple was doomed for failure, like Harry and that idiot of a girl Chang Cho, but it was always amusing to see the attempts the couples made to stay together. Of course he loved to egg people on, after all manipulation was a Slytherin’s number one tactic.

These two proved to make an interesting match; if they got together they were sure to last. Now all he had to do was get them together. That might make him feel better. He still felt nauseous, even though he was on solid ground.

He made his way to the front desk, and it turned out that the only room available for a week happened to be next to Merry’s. “Wow, that’s cool.”

After Draco had paid his bill with cash, the desk clerk handed him some complimentary chips for the casino, and motioned towards Max, “There’s amateur night every Wednesday in the lounge, and every other night there’s an entertainer. Our Max here performs on amateur night with a comedian act. You two ladies should go see it if you have time. Max, can you show these two to their rooms, they’re in 1204 and 1206.” And she handed him their keys.

Max led the way to the elevators pushing the cart in front of him, and then pushed the button for the 12th floor. “So, would you two be interested in going to Amateur Night with me tonight?”

Merry looked at Draco, then answered after he nodded, “Sure, what time should we meet you? And where?”

They arrived at the 12th floor, and Max led the way to the rooms. “Well, the show starts at 8 pm and registration starts at 7:30, so we should meet at 6 so that we can eat something, and I have a chance to change after my shift changes. You can meet me in the lobby by the elevators we just came up.” He inserted the card key into the slot. “This is your room Miss Draya. You get in by inserting the card face up in the direction of the arrow and then when the green light goes on pull it out and the door opens.” He led the way in, and showed them around the room. He then unloaded Draco’s trunk from the cart onto the floor. “Well, now on to Miss Merry’s room.” He led the way back out, “Now to lock the door, you just close it.” He handed Draco the key.

Then he opened the door right next door, and handed the key to Merry, “And this is your room.” The room was a mirror image of Draco’s. He noticed a door on the wall to his room in the same place as on his wall. “I just realized, you guys have connecting rooms. That door right there can be opened along with the one in Draya’s room and you two have access to each other.”

Draco exchanged a look with Merry; they would be opening the doors. Max unloaded Merry’s suitcases onto the floor.

“Well, I leave you to get settled in. I’ll see you later.” He pushed the cart out. Draco followed him out and closed the door behind him.

“See, that wasn’t so bad. Oh, here’s your tip.” Draco handed Max a folded bill, which max stuffed in his pants pocket without even glancing at it. Draco had given him a $100 bill. He had been taught to always tip generously because you could always use service people for various purposes when then knew you paid well. And even though Draco didn’t intend to use Max for anything, old habits died hard. “We’ll meet you later.” And he winked at him before going into his own room.

Before he unpacked, Draco felt the urge to draw. He pulled out his drawing pad and started to doddle. He had been taught to draw by his father when he was younger, but eventually his father made him stop because he had spent to much time ‘doddling,’ it wasn’t until later that Draco had realized that this was another attempt by his father to prevent him from being too girly. He had started back up the year before and soon got much better at it. Soon Draco had sketched pictures of the stewardess that had been so nice to him on his first flight, Merry, Max and a picture of Dobby and Winky kissing all from memory. Then he decided it was time to unpack some of his things and start to get ready.

After Draco had unpacked some of his things, he realized he hadn’t really brought anything that was suitable for going out, ‘Maybe Merry has something,’ Draco made his way over to the connecting door. He had opened his door and was about to knock when the nausea that had been there the whole time made itself known, and he barely made it to the bathroom in time to puke into the toilet.


%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%


Merry had opened the door that connected her room to Draya’s only to find Draya’s side open. She started to look for her when she heard the distinct sounds of retching coming from the bathroom. She went into the bathroom just as the sounds stopped. There was Draya sprawled on the floor with her head resting on her folded arms that rested on the toilet seat.

“How are you felling Draya?” Merry asked warily.

Draya got up after a while and went to the sink and rinsed off her face and rinsed out her mouth. She then looked at Merry. Her color was better at least. “Actually, I’m feeling a little better now. I was just about to ask if you have anything I can wear. I didn’t really pack anything for going out.”

Merry thought for a while, and gave a laugh, “Your in luck I have the perfect thing for you. I was going to give it to my friend because it just isn’t me, but it should suit you better than her. With her it would probably end up at the bottom of her closet never to be seen again.” Merry led the way into her room. She then rummaged through the open suitcase on her bed.

“Ah-hah, here it is.” She pulled out a black dress and held it up to Draya, and led her to the mirror. The dress had thin black straps, and had a layer of a black gauzy material over a layer of black cloth. The gauze layer was split in the middle just under the bodice to reveal a silver dragon. “The dress has always been too long for me, and it just isn’t me, but I kept it because a friend gave it to me and so now I was going to give it to another friend, but I think you should keep it. It really suits you. Well, go try it on. You can use my bathroom.”


%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%


Draco couldn’t believe it, the dress WAS perfect for him. He loved dragons. That was something both of his parents had agreed on. They both loved Dragons and so had named their only child after them. They had surrounded Draco with dragons, fake of course. When a baby his nursery had been decorated with dragons. His parents had even over the years gifted him with silver jewelry with dragons, which had been charmed to grow with Draco, and he still had all of the pieces, but the ones he treasured the most were the ones he had received from his parents before Voldemort’s return. Afterwards, his father hadn’t really been there for him and he had come to hate the man his father became, and so preferred to remember the man as he had been during Draco’s early years, a loving father and husband. He glanced down at his right pinky finger, a small silver band encircled it. It was a small dragon that sucked on its own tail. It had been his first birthday present, and normally was the only piece he wore regularly.

The dress fit him well and showed off his body, and since the bodice had a built in bra, it allowed him to avoid his bra straps showing. The bodice hugged his chest before the rest of the dress fell from there.

He walked out of the bathroom to find Merry laying on her bed, wearing a short red patterned dress, that looked asian, putting on makeup. She had a whole pile of it laying in front of her. “Wow, that dress looks great on you Draya. You can definitely keep it.” She stood up almost bouncing off the bed, “How does this look on me?”

“Great. Could you help me with my make up, yours looks great.”

“Thanks, come sit on the bed and I’ll do your makeup.” Once Draco had sat down she started rummaging through the pile.

TBC


A/N: OK not the best place to stop, but I had to somewhere, and here was as good a place as any. As I’ve said before this is unbeta’d so I’m sure I have left some mistakes in it, so if anybody’s willing to beta this for me, I’ll be very grateful. Oh, and please review. ^.^