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Author: Hamish
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HOUSE HUNTING

A.K.A Never Take Draco House Hunting for something smaller than his bathroom!

“This is it!” I said. Spreading my arms out wide and twirling in a little circle.

“Are you sure?” said Draco, looking at it with suspicion, clearly unsatisfied.

“Yes I’m sure!” I say, stating the obvious.

“I knew I should have asked to look at a picture of it first.” Draco whined.

“Where’s the fun in that? Plus I wanted it to be a surprise.”

“This is not fun. It looks so old and boring.”

“Draco, stop whining. The reason its old is that it’s Victorian style.”

“Victorian? Its suppose to look like a woman?” said Draco now looking perplexed, well more than usual.

“No, Draco, it’s a house, it’s just a style, you big cootie!” I explained, getting annoyed now.

“That is not a house! Clearly it’s a pile of a bricks, taking up way too much space!” said Draco looking at the building in disgust.

“What you call a house; we normal people call it a Manson, I can even go as far to say that it’s a small castle.”

“I guess it’s alright, we would own the whole building, maybe if we get a stylist to fix the place up.” Said Draco, now looking at the house in a new light.

“Draco, we won’t own the whole building, this is a block of apartments, and we would own an apartment on one of the levels.” Shaking my head at him, he should have taken muggle studies.

“WHAT!” Draco yelled, horror written all over his face.

“Come on, I’ll show you the place, you’ll love it.” I said, dragging Draco closer the apartments.

“NO! You can’t make me go in there, I wouldn’t allow it, and I’ll sue!” Draco said, trying to pull away from my grip.

“Draco, stop acting like a two year old!” My temper slowly reaching boiling point.

“I am not acting like a two year old, I still have my dignity.” Said Draco, standing up and fixing his clothes.

“I’d say it just flew out the window, with that scene.” I said under my breath.

“What did you say?” said Draco, looking at me curiously.

“I said, you have to come in and have a look at the apartment, please I’m you friend and you love me.” Glad that Draco didn’t hear my first comment. If he had, he’d probably try to sue me again. He did that last time because I kicked him in the shin and pulled his hair. To stop him from taking me to court I had to give him my IPod, I haven’t gotten over the lost.

“I guess having a look won’t hurt as long as you don’t proclaim your love to me again.”

“You know you like it” I say, moving over to give him a cuddle.

“Get away from me!” Draco yelled while running towards the building.

“Oi! Wait up!” I yell back, chasing after him. At least I got him inside.

Finally we got inside and started ascending the stairs.

“Hannah, this waste of bricks is too tall. Are we there yet?” Whined Draco.

“Draco, this place has only six levels, the apartment we are seeing is on the firth, we are on the forth, you do the math.” Shaking my head at him.

After more complaints from Draco we finally got to 5b.

“Here we are!” I said while walking in followed by Draco.

“This is it? It is so small! My bathroom is bigger than this!” Draco said, scrunching up his face in distaste.

“Draco, why would anyone want a bathroom the size of a two bedroom apartment. Don’t do that face again, it doesn’t become you.” I said surprised by the comment.

I had already seen the apartment before I got Draco to come and I loved it. Now Draco was another story, it is very hard to impress him.

“Its alright I guess, it will need a total makeover.” Said Draco, hand on his chin looking questionably around the room.

“Is that a yes then.” I said giving Draco my puppy dog eyes.

“Yes it will do for now.”

“YEAH!” I said. Startling Draco by practically pouncing on him for a hug.

“Get off me, your wrinkling my clothes.” Draco said pushing me off him to inspect his clothing.

“I just can’t believe you said yes!” A wide grin on my face.

“Can we go now, I just saw a speck of dust on my pants, we are going to have to stop at that expensive men’s clothing store we saw on the way here. I can’t go around wearing dirty pants, it makes me feel dirty.” Draco said, glaring at the opposing speck of dust.

“Only you, Draco, could find any excuse to buy more clothing.” I said laughing at him.

“Hurry up we have to go now, I think the dust is reproducing.” Said Draco, his voice getting a little higher due to fright.

I lift an eyebrow up at him, then suddenly I got pulled out of the door.

THE END!


 

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