Chapter 7
CHAPTER 7
November 18, Monday
Harry had recently discovered how much he loved to daydream. The only problem being that said daydreams tend to include a certain Slytherin brat he had no business thinking of. And, right now sitting in potions class of all places he knew that not paying attention to Snape’s drawl will not end well. The man had a permanent scowl etched on his face as he spoke about something that Harry did not understand. And Hermione scribbling furiously was any indication then he assumed whatever he was saying was probably important for the next brewing class on Friday as well as the mid-term exams before the holidays. But he really couldn’t be bothered to pay attention. He was thinking of all the things he will tell Sirius when he finally sees him in three weeks. He was also thinking of the looks Ginny has been giving him and if seeing his two lovestruck best friends gave him any insight then he had to find a way to turn her down subtly. Subtlety! Like I can manage that. He thought when he heard his name being called he looked up hoping and praying to Merlin that it was not Snape but when were his prayers ever answered.
“Mr. Potter. Do tell us the reason for your listlessness.” Snape said in a I-am-talking-to-an-idiot tone that was most likely invented by him.
“Um… sir...I…”
“15 points from Gryffindor for inattention and detention for the remainder of the week may help you set your priorities straight.”he declared and went back to continuing the lesson.
For the next fifteen minutes he sat listening to Snape with full attention but for the life of him he could not understand what was the theory behind the potion they are going to brew later in the week. When the class ended, he hoped it was the last of the day only to remember that now Muggle Studies was compulsory and he left for said class with an excited Hermione and a grumpy Ron.
The class was uneventful as ever. They were discussing ovens and how they help muggles. Like Harry didn’t have intimate knowledge how to work one since he was barely three. Wrong direction he decided and settled on counting how many people were there. This was the only class which was on the same day and same time for their entire year. And unsurprisingly the muggleborns except Hermione were bored out of their minds. The half-bloods who grew up in the wizarding world were as fascinated as ever and most if not all of the Slytherins looked like they would be anywhere but here.
It was nearing the end of the class when somebody asked if we could hear some Muggle music. To everyone’s surprise, professor Burbage agreed and told them that she was going to play it on her laptop and that they will be learning to use one from next term.
She told them that she will be playing the most popular track that has taken over the billboard charts all over the world. Harry was definitely excited because he had never really heard any Muggle songs other than the glimpses he could barely hear whenever Dudley played something on his ipod and more recently his mobile phone. But the universe had to be against him because when she did play the song it was in some other language. Harry cursed his luck but tapped his foot along the beat which made Harry assume that it was more likely a party song. He was pulled out of his thoughts by someone’s laughter.
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Draco sat down in the Muggle Studies class with Blaise and Theo on either side while Pansy had joined Tracy, Millicent and Daphne in a row ahead of them. As usual the Slytherins were all sitting at the back while the front rows were occupied by dorks and puffs. He was elated that Gryffindor and particularly Potter had lost house points but it didn't do much to make this dreadful class any better. Professor Burbage was telling them about something muggles use to heat food and bake or something . Draco didn’t know why he was required to know that, he could easily cast some heating charms and get on with his life. The only thing keeping him from banging his head in frustration was the image of his Father's face if he ever finds out that his pureblood heir is attending Muggle Studies class. He didn’t need to pay attention to anything here as one of the only eight Muggleborns in Slytherin have been helping everybody else in the entire house understand this mess of a class. Every time he sat in this class or even dared to think something different from what he was raised to believe he would have this inner battle: The Malfoy heir v/s Draco battle. And his father’s absence combined with his friends’ constant support(translation: nagging), he had started to choose the latter over the former even though he sometimes couldn’t stop himself from sneering at anybody who looks in his direction or how he has to stop himself from calling someone a blood-traitor. He wasn’t going to admit it out loud but he had actually started to enjoy some of those triangle - shaped muggle chocolates that they had got during another one of those excursions to Muggle London. If Draco was good at anything then it was handling money so after a little bit of struggle he had a clear idea of the conversions from galleons to pounds.
Halfway through the class some Hufflepuff asked Burbage to play some Muggle music. For the next five minutes, she went on about how they would learn to use some other muggle thing in the next term. Draco also didn’t fail to notice that the device she was showing them looked oddly similar to the device which Pierre had shown him, what he now came to know was a movie. He hoped there was an easy way of doing this as the way he had held it looked quite complicated. The song was apparently very popular in the muggle world and of course it being a muggle song was called ‘Slowly’ what else could you expect from a whole race who were as slow as-- he realized with a start that it was actually named ‘Despacito’ Spanish for slowly. He shot Theo a knowing look and Theo smirked at him.
The summer after fourth year Father had been extremely pleased for some reason, he knows what reason now and that makes him shiver, but then he had no idea, so when he had asked Father to allow him to go on a trip to Spain he had readily agreed. Draco had insisted that the four of them learn the language to make their stay much easier. Theo albeit reluctantly had agreed but Pansy and Blaise had vehemently refused claiming that they were going there for two weeks not decades. Now, he and Theo could tell them anything and they will have to believe them. All of a sudden this was fun to Draco and if his expression was anything to go by then Theo was thinking along the same lines.
As the song started, he noted that the music was actually very good. Muggle music may as well become something he will learn to enjoy. And the song starts.
Sí, sabes que ya llevo un rato mirándote
Tengo que bailar contigo hoy (DY)
Vi que tu mirada ya estaba llamándome
Muéstrame el camino que yo voy (Oh)
The song did sound good. He thought. Beside him Theo was mouthing the words and tapping along to the beat
Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal
Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan
Solo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (Oh yeah)
Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal
Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más
Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro
Despacito
The song really had a good beat to it and the lyrics were also decent. He turned around to see if the two of them were the only ones who could understand the lyrics or if there was someone else too. A Ravenclaw perhaps . He thought but everybody was at a loss.
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Despacito
Okay, that just took a not so decent turn, he thought as he held back a chuckle and the fact that only two of them understood made it even harder to contain his laughter.
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
Firmó en las paredes de tu laberinto
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube)
Quiero ver bailar tu pelo
Quiero ser tu ritmo
Que le enseñes a mi boca
Tus lugares favoritos (favoritos, favoritos baby)
Beside him Theo was clutching the edge of the table,his knuckles turning white in an attempt to contain his laughter. Draco could tell that he was barely holding on.
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro
Hasta provocar tus gritos
Y que olvides tu apellido
Draco made the mistake of looking him in the eye and before they knew it they both burst out laughing. Draco was clutching his sides and Theo was wiping off a tear and the entire class had their stared at them like these two were mad and that they still weren’t playing an extremely suggestive song.
“Mr.Malfoy and Mr.Nott!!!” Burbage had to call three times before they could hear her.
“5 points each from Slytherin for your behaviour”she declared and that seemed to have brought both the boys back to reality.
“¿Para qué? no hicimos nada” Theo asked and Draco decided that he too would join him.
“esto es injusto,no nos puedes culpar si hablamos el idioma” he said. He found that he was genuinely angry until she spoke that is.
“What are you both trying to say?” she asked, evidently she did not understand a word. They both looked at each other and Draco spoke next.
“You don’t understand the language, do you?”
“Excuse me? Are you implying that the language was the reason the two were laughing.” She was clearly not buying it so Draco decided to try a little embarrassing approach. Embarrassing for her that is.
“Can you play it again?” She raised her eyebrows and Draco raised his in defence. She bent over her desk and started the song again. He pulled out his wand from his forearm holster
“Transferendum anglicus” he mutters the translation spell as the music starts but it is the same few lines from before so he assumes she turned it back by a few seconds
I want to breathe your neck slowly
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Let me tell you things in my ear
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
For you to remember if you are not with me
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Slowly
Despacito
I want to undress you with kisses slowly
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
I sign on the walls of your maze
Firmó en las paredes de tu laberinto
And make your body a whole manuscript (go up, go up, go up)
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube)
(Go up up)
(Sube, sube)
I want to see your hair dance
Quiero ver bailar tu pelo
I want to be your rhythm
Quiero ser tu ritmo
That you show my mouth
Que le enseñes a mi boca
Your favorite places (favorites, baby favorites)
Tus lugares favoritos (favoritos, favoritos baby)
Let me get past your danger zones
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro
Until provoke your screams
Hasta provocar tus gritos
The English parts appeared on the board in sync with the Spanish ones and as it went on her eyes widened and she stopped the song but it was too late. Some Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws had the decency to try and control their laughter but the boys from Gryffindor and both girls and boys from Slytherin were laughing like their lives depended on it. Amidst this, Draco’s eyes for some inexplicable reason settled on Potter and the git was laughing with the weasel and the mud-- the know-it-all was reprimanding them.
“CLASS DISMISSED” he heard her yell and everybody was making their way to the door still laughing. He was glad that she didn’t take any more points from Slytherin and on their way out, Pansy and Blaise admitted that they too should have learnt the language. Theo and Draco both smirked victoriously, in the back of his mind, for some inexplicable reason , Draco was thinking about Potter and his laughter. He decided that it was the Cruciartus or ignoring Potter for prolonged periods were finally catching up to him. He decided not to dwell on it and joined Theo as he was teasing Pansy and Blaise.