C'est La Vie: Hogwarts
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
36
Views:
6,315
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Disclaimer:
I do not or will ever own Harry Potter nor gain profit for this fanfiction. This is only for fun and all credit goes to J.K. Rowling and her amazing crew. I only have ownership of the plot and one character. That's it, enjoy
Chapter Four
Author Notes:
Read...laugh...cry...wonder what the hell am I thinking...
Either way...enjoy.
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Chapter Four
(Dancing Queen)
Pansy finished reading the letter aloud to the other two that resided in the Slytherin Prince’s room.
Draco Malfoy perked up to the news.
A performance art class…he could finally show off his talent.
However, on the outside, he had to keep his Malfoy exterior up.
He grimaced at the idea.
“What the old coot up to now?” He took his letter and crumbled it up.
Pansy flopped down on his bed, her legs curling up at the knees. “Who knows, but why add another course? Don’t we have enough on our plates with NEWTs coming up?”
“I don’t see anything wrong with this extra course since my timetable is lacking some classes.” Blaise said.
Pansy looked at the dark skinned boy. “Blaise, you never have a lot of classes? What’s the purpose of coming to school?”
“All for image, the ladies, and to make Draco look like a second class citizen compare to me.”
A pillow connected with his head from the said blond.
“Stay on topic, you prat. We are talking about this pointless class. I’m sure my father knows nothing of this since he works for the board.” Draco said.
Pansy shook her head. “No, he knows. My father told me that they approved of the course and the teacher who will be teaching the class.”
“You know whose teaching, Parkinson?” Blaise queried.
“Just some locally known performer, I’m not sure the gender.” She replied, but smiled wickedly after. “It doesn’t matter because Draco would only try out shine her anyway with his dancing queen routine.”
Blaise laughed, he forgot about the blond and his obsession with dance. “Oh god, I can see them battling on the dance floor.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
Pansy laughed also, enjoying the look the blond had. “Of course you do, Drake. All those trophies along your wall is enough proof of your dancing days.”
Draco turned to the wall she spoke of.
Oh yeah…he forgot about those.
Read...laugh...cry...wonder what the hell am I thinking...
Either way...enjoy.
~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~
Chapter Four
(Dancing Queen)
Pansy finished reading the letter aloud to the other two that resided in the Slytherin Prince’s room.
Draco Malfoy perked up to the news.
A performance art class…he could finally show off his talent.
However, on the outside, he had to keep his Malfoy exterior up.
He grimaced at the idea.
“What the old coot up to now?” He took his letter and crumbled it up.
Pansy flopped down on his bed, her legs curling up at the knees. “Who knows, but why add another course? Don’t we have enough on our plates with NEWTs coming up?”
“I don’t see anything wrong with this extra course since my timetable is lacking some classes.” Blaise said.
Pansy looked at the dark skinned boy. “Blaise, you never have a lot of classes? What’s the purpose of coming to school?”
“All for image, the ladies, and to make Draco look like a second class citizen compare to me.”
A pillow connected with his head from the said blond.
“Stay on topic, you prat. We are talking about this pointless class. I’m sure my father knows nothing of this since he works for the board.” Draco said.
Pansy shook her head. “No, he knows. My father told me that they approved of the course and the teacher who will be teaching the class.”
“You know whose teaching, Parkinson?” Blaise queried.
“Just some locally known performer, I’m not sure the gender.” She replied, but smiled wickedly after. “It doesn’t matter because Draco would only try out shine her anyway with his dancing queen routine.”
Blaise laughed, he forgot about the blond and his obsession with dance. “Oh god, I can see them battling on the dance floor.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
Pansy laughed also, enjoying the look the blond had. “Of course you do, Drake. All those trophies along your wall is enough proof of your dancing days.”
Draco turned to the wall she spoke of.
Oh yeah…he forgot about those.