Disclaimer: Anything HP is JKR, and the following excerpt is from Texts From Last Night. I have combined both for amusement and fun, and benefit in no way from doing this – other than the satisfaction of having written it.

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(720): Someone obviously heard us on their way to class. They stopped at my door and started singing afternoon delight.

"Afternoon Delight"

Draco Malfoy was not a patient man.

But he was profoundly less so when his supposed best mate couldn't stop goggling at him as if he had just grown a second head.

"Would you stop staring at me and say something?"

Blaise closed his gaping mouth, but shook his head disbelievingly. "I'm sorry, it's – just – I can't believe you – I mean, this is crazy! How long has this been going on?"

"Four and a half months."

Blaise brought a hand up to his face, incredulous. "You've been banging Granger for four and a half months and no-one has noticed? How is that even possible? You have the subtlety of an elephant."

"Thanks." Draco said drily, folding his arms.

Blaise looked up at him again.

"But you know what?" The dark-skinned Slytherin added. "Kudos to you, mate. She might be an irritating know-it-all, but her body is gorgeous, her skin is clear, and her-"

"Yes, I'd stop there, if I were you." Draco interrupted loudly as he saw his friend's hands rising in the direction of the chest area. Blaise just smirked.

There was a small silence, but it was short lived.

"So," Blaise said, "Is the bookworm good in the sack?"

Draco cuffed him around the back of the head.

"Ow!" Blaise yelped, clutching his abused head, "Fine – keep it to yourself."

Suddenly, he smiled smugly. "At least I know where you've vanishing to during breaks. Pansy's been going spare; she was certain you told her everything." His glinted mischievously, and he crowed, "Oh, I'm going to have fun teasing her with this news! She'll hate that you told me first."

"I didn't tell you first – you snuck into the Head rooms!" Draco pointed out, and Blaise nodded in agreement with a fond smile, as if he was remembering something nice.

"And what a surprise I did find." He answered. "Did I ruin the mood?" He added through falsely lidded eyes.

It was Draco's turn to smirk. "Not at all. I think she quite liked the audience, actually. She's remarkable adventurous in bed. Or you know, the floor, the wall, the couch-"

Blaise sniggered, but protested weakly, "Oh, man, I sit on that couch! Now it's defiled!"

"Someone obviously heard us on their way to class, though." Draco added then, only a little sourly. "They stopped at the door and started singing 'afternoon delight'."

Blaise's laughter bubbled over, and he threw his head back, not caring in the slightest whether Draco was glaring at him or joining in. After a moment or two, he pulled himself together and clapped his mate on the shoulder. "Well, I hope you're happy. Apologise to Granger for the interruption earlier, will you?"

With a grin he set off down the hallway, calling over his shoulder, "You might want to talk to Theo about his eavesdropping habits, too."

Draco's brows furrowed in confusion, and then his eyes widened comically as realisation dawned. Blaise just laughed and continued on his merry way.

End.

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