#1

I think we're leaning to the idiotic side now.

Confused at the whole situation, Draco threw up his arms.

"I'm not getting involved!."

Harry smirked and blew a kiss at Draco without missing a beat. Isabelle thought he resembled a cross dresser as he whispered, "Impossible, honey."

Unfazed, Draco retorted, "Only if you make it."

"Oh, I do," Harry answered with a purr and a gleam in his eye.

Through her increasingly uncomfortable laughter, Isabelle caught her breath in order to question the boys.

"Why do I get the feeling that you two are more than just friends?"

Harry could not resist smiling in what he considered to be a sexy manner.

Isabelle rolled her eyes and settled back in her cushy chair as Draco pondered why she only had "a feeling."

"Oh, shut up, Draco."

Harry tutted.

"Making me jealous won't stop me, Isabelle."

Draco put his hands on his hips.

"You never let anything stop you."

"No," agreed Harry. "Not even leather pants."