Author's Note; Okay, I KNOW I said I'd go back and clean up the story all those years ago. I guess I'm just a lazy goon, but not any longer, no! I'm not changing any content because I wouldn't even know where to begin, but a lot of people have pointed out typos and general thick-headed mistakes and I feel fully guilty for being so negligent.

I'm sorry. I am not worthy. Etc etc, here is your polished up first chapter.

Enjoy!

BTW-Thoughts are in 'Blah', speech is in "Blah" okay?

All about nothing.

The plot...intro...yeah.

"Do you like green eggs and ham?" Hermione fell off her chair laughing while Harry, Ron and Seamus stared at her in confusion. Dean frowned at her in mock confusion. "I was being serious...jeez, muggle book." He added to the others who nodded and returned to Ron and Seamus' game of chess, which included Seamus flirting with the queen and king.

Hermione shook her head and was about to return to her transfiguration book when she was interrupted by a nervous first year pulling on her sleeve.

"'scuse me, Professor McGonagall wants a word with you in her office." The first year girl squeaked then ran off to her friends in the corner off the Gryffindor common room. Hermione's eyes brightened up and she almost skipped out through the Fat Lady's portrait.

They were in the beginning of their seventh year now and Hermione had, of course, been chosen as head girl, though she had chosen to stay in the Gryffindor dormitories instead of the head boy and girl dormitories so that she could be with Harry and Ron.

Year six had been surprisingly fun. The threat from Voldemort was gone, apparently a curse had backfired once more but instead of him disappearing he had gone loopy and was currently living in a cave in Scotland, though he kept coming back to throw empty threats around. Hermione and Ron were now a couple after Ron had announced his attraction to her in the Great Hall in front of everyone; Harry liked to tease Ron about that every now and then.

Harry had finally got over Sirius' death but became extremely quiet whenever conversations steered in that direction. Over the year he filled out from being small and skinny to tall and well built, many girls had decided to throw themselves at his feet but they had been ignored. Both Hermione and Ron, along with Dean, Seamus and Neville, had noticed that he was slightly distant these days. And they were starting to get suspicious.

"Drakiepoo." 'CRAP, why can't she just leave me alone for FIVE minutes, that's all I bloody well ask'

"What?" Draco snapped, looking over his book at Pansy who was standing in the dormitory doorway. She smiled at him and walked forward until she was at the foot of his bed.

"Have you spoken to Dumbledore about your, situation?" Pansy grinned at him. "Because the school's going to find out soon enough, you do realise, and you're going to be attracting quite a bit of attention now aren't you?" She giggled and sat on the end of his bed. Draco nodded and raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't I already?" He smirked then squirmed as Pansy started poking his feet, she looked up and donned a smirk of her own.

"Nope, you were ugly as hell...ferret boy." He growled and playfully threw a pillow at her 'She's okay sometimes, only when she's not continuously whining and bugging me.' Pansy pulled a ring off her finger and started playing with it as she sat in a thoughtful silence; Draco continued reading until she got up and walked out the room only pausing to call over at him from the doorway. "You best find your mate soon before I decide to ravish you; you look too good 24/7!" Before exiting, Draco rolled his eyes and returned to his book but lost himself in thought.

His father had been released from prison this summer after proving that he could behave himself (and flashing around a Galleon or two), Lucius Malfoy was actually quite a nice person if you were on his Good List and actually loved his son and wife...though he wasn't exactly an amazing jolly 'hug you for no reason' person, he was still quite nice. Lucius had left Voldemort's ranks after the curse incident but Voldemort was hell bent on getting him back and had started to send roses and fluffy teddies with notes begging for assistance in his plans to 'take over the world'. Obviously, Draco found this as funny as hell.

Draco's sixth year had been quiet though, Potter seemed to have forgotten about their rivalry and had ignored him over the year...although Draco had caught Potter throwing odd looks in his direction. Draco had joined up with Blaise Zabini and they had become best friends, Crabbe and Goyle didn't really matter to Draco anymore and he had managed to shake them off during his sixth year. He had never planned on becoming a Death Eater even before Voldemort had turned into a loony; Draco had been to some of the Death Eater gatherings (being a ready chosen future Death Eater.) and had decided that being in the middle sounded amazingly appealing. Draco had told Blaise and Pansy who had immediately agreed but kept it from the rest of the Slytherin students, word could have gotten to Voldemort if anyone else had found out and then the trio would have been dead meat on a stick.

The Slytherin students weren't such a threat anymore since Voldemort had lost it, and even though they still terrorized Hufflepuffs, fought with Gryffindors, kicked puppies and other evil crap, they weren't that evil...sort of.

"Checkmate!"

"Aaaw what, you cheated!"

"Actually Seamus, if I remember correctly YOU were cheating!"

"That wasn't cheating, I slipped."

"The kind of "slip" that involves throwing the board off the table, so that we forget where the pieces were and you can place them as you please?"

"Yeah, so?"

Harry downed out the sound of Seamus and Ron bickering and stared at the fire.

Sirius' death had affected his performance at school quite a bit and he had spent the summer before last moping around, but his mourning decreased when he started back school and he managed to up his grades slightly. Ron and Hermione had been a great help to him, hardly mentioning Sirius, making sure he constantly had things to do and no time to mope and joking around more, they even went as far as trying to set him up with dates. Though Harry hadn't told them that he was gay, he knew he needed to at some point but he just couldn't bring up the courage. It was all Cho's fault; his experience with her had put him off girls completely, but the main reason he couldn't tell Ron and Hermione about his sexual preference was that he had a feeling he was...attracted to Draco Malfoy. The thought of it made him feel grossed out but then again, Malfoy had grown very attractive over the past year and...Voldemort was out of the picture. Harry had not made any moves to catch Malfoy's attention but he had left off the arguments and studied him from afar, Harry had picked up on all his habits, emotional expressions and likes and dislikes. Well they do say 'Know thine enemy.'

Harry was jerked out of his musings by Hermione bursting through the portrait hole, looking as though she had been offered an entire library for five knuts; the whole common room became silent and stared at her. Hermione glared at them and ran up to Ron, Harry, Seamus and Dean.

"You would not believe what I have just found out!" She gasped once the common had turned back to what they were doing, Seamus grew wide eyed.

"That Dumbledore is a prostitute and McGonagall is a pimp!" Dean snorted and Hermione shook her head at him disapprovingly, it was Ron's turn to go wide eyed.

"Oh sweet Merlin! Parvati's having an affair with Snape!" Harry, Seamus and Dean howled with laughter.

Hermione tittered slightly but shook her head, "not quite as shocking as that, no. It's Malfoy."

Ron cheered.

"He's dead! Great!" Seamus and Dean cheered too but Harry grew silent and stared at Hermione intently, she shook her head again and he seemed to sigh in relief.

"Nope. Professor McGonagall has told me that Draco Malfoy...is a half-Veela!" She grinned at them, feeling all important at having delivered such an important piece of information. Ron and Dean stared at her in disbelief and Harry grew very round and glassy eyed. Hermione nodded dramatically not noticing that Harry's attention had drifted quite far away. "Yup, he became of age this summer and gained his inheritance. And I have been given the job, along with the head boy, to help him find a mate!" Ron snorted at her last word, but Harry came back down to earth and leaned forward.

"Imagine, Draco doesn't have a girlfriend...he has a mate!" Ron burst out laughing and Harry slumped back in his chair. Seamus frowned.

"Doesn't that mean that everyone is going to be going gaga over Malfoy?" Hermione nodded. "Damn!" Harry felt a surge of jealousy but pushed it aside.

"You know, Draco could be gay!" Ron stopped laughing and the four Gryffindor's stared at Harry.

"Harry...mate. Two things wrong with how you said that. One, you called that half-breed git Draco and two, why should you care? Although he is a bit of a poofter." Harry bristled slightly but kept calm and just shrugged. Ron shook his head and turned to Dean to start up a new game of chess, but Hermione and Seamus frowned at Harry then looked at each other and nodded.

"Ron, Dean. Harry's just going to show Seamus and I something in his magazine upstairs." Hermione called to the two chess players and her and Seamus hauled Harry up and dragged him up the stairs heading to the boys dormitories. "Spill!" Hermione growled at Harry after dumping him on his bed, Harry's eyes widened making him look like a deer trapped in the headlights. Seamus tapped his foot impatiently while Harry spluttered, then rolled his eyes sat down next to him.

"Look, we know you may be gay but...Malfoy? Come on!" Harry gasped and did a perfect imitation of Wormtail in his third year, eyes darting from Hermione to Seamus to the door to the window and back again. Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down next to Harry too.

"It's okay with me and obviously Seamus is fine about it, Dean should be okay and Ron will come round eventually but like Seamus said...Malfoy?" Harry took a deep shuddery breath and calmed down slightly, Hermione smiled encouragingly and nodded.

"Okay, well Malfoy...he, well you have to admit he does look pretty hot now and...Half-Veela! Wow! But," Harry paused for a moment "how do you know I'm gay?" Seamus grinned and Hermione giggled.

"Well, Harry dearest, first of all you don't give the hottest girls in this school a second glance and you ignore all those that would die for you. You don't exactly hide it with your magazines and staring in mirror all the time and your hour of getting dressed being reserved every day, you bought an entire new wardrobe last year and...you spend almost every second possible staring at Malfoy. Do you need any more proof?" Harry shook his head, gob smacked.

Hermione nudged Harry with her shoulder "but, how long have you liked Malfoy for?"

Harry frowned slightly and looked down. "Uh, since the end of year five I guess, Cho's fault!" Hermione smirked at Seamus who smirked back and they both smirked at Harry, he cowered slightly. "Please stop doing that, it's like you're psychic or something!"

Hermione widened her eyes in an impressive imitation of Trelawney. "Ah, but my dear boy, I have used my inner eye to see into the future, broadened my mind to read others' thoughts and brushed my hair to look neater!" Seamus snorted with laughter and Harry automatically ran his hand through his hair which made Seamus laugh even harder. Hermione smiled at Harry. "But anyway I have decided to help you get Draco, and I think Seamus wants to help too." Harry choked slightly; Seamus nodded at Hermione and turned back to Harry.

"First off, Harry mate. You may well have bought a whole new wardrobe, but it's done sod all for your dress sense, so we'll sort that out first, right 'Mione?" Hermione nodded back at him and conjured a clipboard and pen with a flick of her wand, the paper on seemed to already have what she wanted written on it as she ticked something of and studied the rest of the papers content. Harry smiled weakly at his friend's sudden obsessive turn.

"Uh guys, what else do you intend to do?" He squeaked, Hermione whispered something in Seamus' ear and showed him something on her clipboard, he nodded and they both stood up and headed for the door, Harry whimpered as Hermione gave an evil cackle.

"Wouldn't you like to know!" She closed the door and left Harry trembling on his bed, Hermione was not only the cleverest which of her age but the scariest.

Draco had just finished a chapter in his book when Blaise sauntered in wearing an extremely smug look; Draco once again looked over the top of his book at the intruder of his peace. Said intruder swaggered up to Draco's bed and sat down in Pansy's previous place. Draco sighed as Blaise stayed silent and just stared at him.

"Are you going to tell me your reason for blocking out my light? Because I'm sure it's not just because you can't get enough of my endless good looks." Draco scowled at Blaise as he stared around himself frowning as he took in the other four beds.

"I'm not blocking out anyone's light and I'm pretty sure this isn't just your room! Anyway, I've got something to tell you."

"And what, pray tell, is that?" He sighed, Blaise grinned madly at him.

"You have to kiss me first!" Draco shook his head and mentally asked the ceiling for help, Blaise nudged his foot frowning at Draco lack of interest. The blond boy turned to Blaise and switched on his Veela powers, Blaise immediately melted into a puddle of mush and a thin line of drool crept out of the corner of his mouth. Draco smirked.

"Well Blaise, how nice of you to come and see me, but there must have been a reason of you to grace me with your presence!" Blaise nodded slowly looking slightly vacant.

"Professor Snape wants to see you in his office. I think he wants to talk to you or something."

Draco rolled his eyes, "really? Talk to me? Wow, I never would have guessed, gosh Blaise, you're just so clever." He gushed sarcastically; Blaise nodded again looking proud of himself. "Thank you ever so much for telling me, now you go back down to the common room and inform everyone of your undying love for Hagrid." The dark haired boy nodded again, which seemed to have become a nasty habit, and wandered out of the room.

Draco waited for a few minutes before following him out, he arrived in the common room to find its occupants staring gormlessly at Blaise, who stood in the middle of the room looking pleased with himself. Draco shook his head and walked out of the door, being a Half-Veela had its distinct advantages.

BG: Well? Did you like it, hate it or eat it?

Draco: Is she feeling alright?

Harry: Not since you slipped that bright pink powder in her coke!

Draco: Oh...yeah, that...

Harry: That was wrong Draco, you shouldn't have done that!

Draco: Goody two shoes Gryffindor!

Harry: I guess goody two shoes Gryffindor's don't shag evil slimy Slytherin's!

Draco: Shit!

BG: Review and send me paper clips!

Harry: What the hell was that powder?

Draco: Um.

Thanking you!