Just outside Hogsmeade....
"Harry, are you even listening to me?" Ron snapped.
"Hmmm? Uh, sorry Ron, I was just thinking."
"Well let's go in already I want a butterbeer."
Harry and Ron walked into Hogsmeade. They looked at the shops as they both walked by. Just as they were approuching "The Three Broomsticks", they both noticed a new building. This one was two floors high and was bright blue with neon lights everywhere.
"Whoa! What do you suppose they sell in there?" Asked Ron.
Harry read the sign just above the door.
"The Magic Wand. Looks interesting." Said Harry.
"We can check it out later Harry. Lets get our Butterbeers. Please?"
"You go on ahead and meet with Hermione. I want to check out this place. I'll join you guys in a few minutes."
Ron reluctanly agreed and headed to "The Three Broomsticks" while Harry went into The Magic Wand.
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A few minutes earlier in the Magic Wand
"Evil! Get over here!" Yelled Becka, the owner of The Magic Wand.
"I'm right here. What do you want?" replied Evil, who's real name was Liz.
"Our grand opening is tonight and we don't have enough male entertainers! What are we going to do?"
"Umm, well let's hold auditions. There's sure to be some nice looking young wizards in need of a job."
"Hmm, Ohhh, look at that guy over there. Isn't that Harry Potter?"
"Yes, I think it is Becka."
"I've got an idea. You there!" Yelled Becka.
Harry Turned towards the voice. He had only just walked in.
"Yes miss? Have I done something wrong?" asked Harry.
"Not at all. We just want to know if you're in need of a job."
"A job? No. What sortof Job?"
"Well, how do you feel about nudity?"
"Escuse me, but I'll be leaving now."
"Aww, come on. You'd be perfect as a male dancer. You've got the looks, the physique. We pay well and you'd be doing us a real big favor. You like to help people, don't you?"
"Well, yes," stammered Harry "But I don't think my being nude will help anyone. Besides If anyone were to ever know, my reputation would be trashed and I have a hard enough time as it is being the boy who lived."
"It would help us. We need male dancers for the show. You're a male and the dancing part isn't all that important. You don't want us to have to close down on our first night, do you?" said Becka batting her eyes cutely at Harry.
"Er...No, I wouldn't want you to have to close down." Harry said. "But.."
Becka cut him off. "If it's your reputation you're worried about then perhaps you could wear a mask. No one will guess that it's you. I'll tell you what. You dance just for tonight and I'll give you 1000 galleons. And If you don't enjoy yourself, you can leave." Persuaded Becka.
"Well. 1000 galleons is a lot of money....and I only have to do this once...*sigh* fine then."
"GREAT! Be back at 8 for your custume change. Krista will handle that. She out getting supplies right now."
"Custume? What a relief, I thought I was going to be nude."
"You will be, eventually, but it wouldn't be a striptease if there were no tease."
Harry had a sudden thought. "Who will watch this..strip tease...thing?"
"Ohh, I don't know. We might not have any customers considering this is our opening night."
"Well that's good. I really have to go meet up with my friend Ron now."
"Ok, but before you leave, let me at least introduce us. I'm Becka. That over there is Liz." Becka said pointing at the tall brown haired girl. "You'll meet Krista later. That's all. See you later."
"Um, k bye." Said Harry. He then turned and ran out."
"Good job Becka." Said Liz, "We only need one more guy till we have enough for the show."
"Oh, I'm sure some eligible candidate will show up soon."said Becka "But just so we don't put to much on luck, let's use some bait."
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ten minutes later outside The Magic Wand
"Shut up you two, I'm trying to think!" Draco shouted. Walking along side of him were his two loyal lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle.
"But Draco, Crabbe called my mother a newt kisser." Complained Goyle.
"I don't care if he calls her a filthy mudblood, just shut up!" Draco snapped. "Hold up." Draco said, stopping the other two in there tracks, "Look."
Darco pointed to a freshly painted sign being hung up beside The Magic Wand. "It says 'If you're a dashingly good looking young wizard with few scruples and a love of money, enquire within.' That's me. I'll go check this out. You two, wait outside." With that, Draco walked in.
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"Looks like your sign is working."Said Becka."Now time for me to work some Magic. Excuse me young man!"
Draco looked up to see Becka walking towards him. "who are you?" He sneered. "And if you're a some filthy halfbreed, don't step any closer. I've come to ask about the sign. I'm more than just dashingly good looking. I've got almost no scruples and everyone loves money. So now what?"
"We'll see. First let me take a good look at you." Becka began to circle Draco, "Tall, Well kept blonde hair. Good. Very fit, not hard on the eyes at all. Good good. Well then.."
"Draco. Draco Malfoy"
"Nice name. A Malfoy is that right? Well then Draco. You fit the criteria. Now tell me, how you feel about showing off some of your good looks tonight at this club?"
Draco looked perplexed. "You mean like modeling?"
"Yes, something like that. " Becka chuckled.
"What do I have to wear? And how much exactly would I get paid?" asked Draco.
"You don't have to wear anything." Becka replied seductivly. She gave him one more quick full body glance.
"What! You mean I have to walk around stark naked!? I think not!" Draco shouted then headed towards the door. Becka caught up with him before he could leave.
"Hey, hold on. You won't be walking around naked. It'll be more like dancing. And you get to start with something on. Besides, don't you want to hear about the money?"
This stopped Draco and his eyes flashed at the thought of galleons. "I may not have many if any scruples but I wouldn't consider prancing around in the nude for anything less then 1000 galeons, and I'm sure you can't pay that much."
"If you want a 1000 galleons, that's what we'll pay you. And to seal the deal, you only have to try it out for tonight. One night, one thousand galleons. If you can't handle it, then you can leave."
"I can handle anything.1000 galleons for one night? You've got a deal."
"Great!" exclaimed Becka. "Be here at 8pm sharp."
"Fine." With that Draco turned and left.
"Nice job." Liz complimented from the far side of the club.
"Thanks." Said Becka. " Now lets get this place ready for tonight."
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At The Three Broomsticks
"Harry! What kept you so long?" Ron asked from booth Harry arrived. "Your butterbeer is getting cold."
"Err...sorry I was held up." Said Harry apologizing before sliding into the seat across from Ron.
"S'ok Harry, I forgive you. So what happened?"
Harry's face turned pink and he shifted uncomfertorbly in his seat. "What do you mean? N-n-nothing happened. Nothing at all. Just a shop." Stammered Harry.
"Well yes, I've figured that part out Harry, but what did they sell? Anything interesting like broomsticks or collectible quidditch posters? I'm always looking to expand my Chuddley Cannons collection."
"No. Nothing like that. They don't sell anything." Harry said avoiding any eye contact with Ron. There was an awkward silence as Harry fiddled with a napkin nervously.
"You're hiding something Harry from me. I know it" Accused Ron. Ron glared at Harry. "Come on, we're best friends. You can tell me, it's not like it was a strip club or something."
Harry fell out of his chair and stubled back up clumsily "S-s-strip club? What would give you that idea?" Harry's lie was unconvincing, even to Ron.
"Ha, you walked into a strip club! That's hilarious!" Ron laughed.
"Yes, it was embarrasing. Now can we drop the subject?" Harry said, relieved that Ron just seemed to think he'd been too embarrassed to admit he set foot in the building.
"Ha ha...Sure Harry...ha ha ha...sorry, but that just too funny."
Harry managed to steer Ron completely away from the subject and they converesed for about an hour before they headed back to Hogwarts. To Harry's emense relief, Ron seemed to have forgotten about the club incident entirely by the time they reached the Griffindor common room.
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Draco reunited with his two lackeys. "Come on you two. That place was utter rubbish. Let's go buy some prank spells to use on those high and mighty Griffendors."
"Ok, Draco. But what took so long?" asked Goyle.
"That, is none of your business." Draco snapped harshly. "My affairs are my own and of no consequence to you two. Now lets go, or I'll put a oozing wart hex on the both of you!"
As Draco and his group left to make some purchase
"Harry, are you even listening to me?" Ron snapped.
"Hmmm? Uh, sorry Ron, I was just thinking."
"Well let's go in already I want a butterbeer."
Harry and Ron walked into Hogsmeade. They looked at the shops as they both walked by. Just as they were approuching "The Three Broomsticks", they both noticed a new building. This one was two floors high and was bright blue with neon lights everywhere.
"Whoa! What do you suppose they sell in there?" Asked Ron.
Harry read the sign just above the door.
"The Magic Wand. Looks interesting." Said Harry.
"We can check it out later Harry. Lets get our Butterbeers. Please?"
"You go on ahead and meet with Hermione. I want to check out this place. I'll join you guys in a few minutes."
Ron reluctanly agreed and headed to "The Three Broomsticks" while Harry went into The Magic Wand.
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A few minutes earlier in the Magic Wand
"Evil! Get over here!" Yelled Becka, the owner of The Magic Wand.
"I'm right here. What do you want?" replied Evil, who's real name was Liz.
"Our grand opening is tonight and we don't have enough male entertainers! What are we going to do?"
"Umm, well let's hold auditions. There's sure to be some nice looking young wizards in need of a job."
"Hmm, Ohhh, look at that guy over there. Isn't that Harry Potter?"
"Yes, I think it is Becka."
"I've got an idea. You there!" Yelled Becka.
Harry Turned towards the voice. He had only just walked in.
"Yes miss? Have I done something wrong?" asked Harry.
"Not at all. We just want to know if you're in need of a job."
"A job? No. What sortof Job?"
"Well, how do you feel about nudity?"
"Escuse me, but I'll be leaving now."
"Aww, come on. You'd be perfect as a male dancer. You've got the looks, the physique. We pay well and you'd be doing us a real big favor. You like to help people, don't you?"
"Well, yes," stammered Harry "But I don't think my being nude will help anyone. Besides If anyone were to ever know, my reputation would be trashed and I have a hard enough time as it is being the boy who lived."
"It would help us. We need male dancers for the show. You're a male and the dancing part isn't all that important. You don't want us to have to close down on our first night, do you?" said Becka batting her eyes cutely at Harry.
"Er...No, I wouldn't want you to have to close down." Harry said. "But.."
Becka cut him off. "If it's your reputation you're worried about then perhaps you could wear a mask. No one will guess that it's you. I'll tell you what. You dance just for tonight and I'll give you 1000 galleons. And If you don't enjoy yourself, you can leave." Persuaded Becka.
"Well. 1000 galleons is a lot of money....and I only have to do this once...*sigh* fine then."
"GREAT! Be back at 8 for your custume change. Krista will handle that. She out getting supplies right now."
"Custume? What a relief, I thought I was going to be nude."
"You will be, eventually, but it wouldn't be a striptease if there were no tease."
Harry had a sudden thought. "Who will watch this..strip tease...thing?"
"Ohh, I don't know. We might not have any customers considering this is our opening night."
"Well that's good. I really have to go meet up with my friend Ron now."
"Ok, but before you leave, let me at least introduce us. I'm Becka. That over there is Liz." Becka said pointing at the tall brown haired girl. "You'll meet Krista later. That's all. See you later."
"Um, k bye." Said Harry. He then turned and ran out."
"Good job Becka." Said Liz, "We only need one more guy till we have enough for the show."
"Oh, I'm sure some eligible candidate will show up soon."said Becka "But just so we don't put to much on luck, let's use some bait."
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ten minutes later outside The Magic Wand
"Shut up you two, I'm trying to think!" Draco shouted. Walking along side of him were his two loyal lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle.
"But Draco, Crabbe called my mother a newt kisser." Complained Goyle.
"I don't care if he calls her a filthy mudblood, just shut up!" Draco snapped. "Hold up." Draco said, stopping the other two in there tracks, "Look."
Darco pointed to a freshly painted sign being hung up beside The Magic Wand. "It says 'If you're a dashingly good looking young wizard with few scruples and a love of money, enquire within.' That's me. I'll go check this out. You two, wait outside." With that, Draco walked in.
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"Looks like your sign is working."Said Becka."Now time for me to work some Magic. Excuse me young man!"
Draco looked up to see Becka walking towards him. "who are you?" He sneered. "And if you're a some filthy halfbreed, don't step any closer. I've come to ask about the sign. I'm more than just dashingly good looking. I've got almost no scruples and everyone loves money. So now what?"
"We'll see. First let me take a good look at you." Becka began to circle Draco, "Tall, Well kept blonde hair. Good. Very fit, not hard on the eyes at all. Good good. Well then.."
"Draco. Draco Malfoy"
"Nice name. A Malfoy is that right? Well then Draco. You fit the criteria. Now tell me, how you feel about showing off some of your good looks tonight at this club?"
Draco looked perplexed. "You mean like modeling?"
"Yes, something like that. " Becka chuckled.
"What do I have to wear? And how much exactly would I get paid?" asked Draco.
"You don't have to wear anything." Becka replied seductivly. She gave him one more quick full body glance.
"What! You mean I have to walk around stark naked!? I think not!" Draco shouted then headed towards the door. Becka caught up with him before he could leave.
"Hey, hold on. You won't be walking around naked. It'll be more like dancing. And you get to start with something on. Besides, don't you want to hear about the money?"
This stopped Draco and his eyes flashed at the thought of galleons. "I may not have many if any scruples but I wouldn't consider prancing around in the nude for anything less then 1000 galeons, and I'm sure you can't pay that much."
"If you want a 1000 galleons, that's what we'll pay you. And to seal the deal, you only have to try it out for tonight. One night, one thousand galleons. If you can't handle it, then you can leave."
"I can handle anything.1000 galleons for one night? You've got a deal."
"Great!" exclaimed Becka. "Be here at 8pm sharp."
"Fine." With that Draco turned and left.
"Nice job." Liz complimented from the far side of the club.
"Thanks." Said Becka. " Now lets get this place ready for tonight."
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At The Three Broomsticks
"Harry! What kept you so long?" Ron asked from booth Harry arrived. "Your butterbeer is getting cold."
"Err...sorry I was held up." Said Harry apologizing before sliding into the seat across from Ron.
"S'ok Harry, I forgive you. So what happened?"
Harry's face turned pink and he shifted uncomfertorbly in his seat. "What do you mean? N-n-nothing happened. Nothing at all. Just a shop." Stammered Harry.
"Well yes, I've figured that part out Harry, but what did they sell? Anything interesting like broomsticks or collectible quidditch posters? I'm always looking to expand my Chuddley Cannons collection."
"No. Nothing like that. They don't sell anything." Harry said avoiding any eye contact with Ron. There was an awkward silence as Harry fiddled with a napkin nervously.
"You're hiding something Harry from me. I know it" Accused Ron. Ron glared at Harry. "Come on, we're best friends. You can tell me, it's not like it was a strip club or something."
Harry fell out of his chair and stubled back up clumsily "S-s-strip club? What would give you that idea?" Harry's lie was unconvincing, even to Ron.
"Ha, you walked into a strip club! That's hilarious!" Ron laughed.
"Yes, it was embarrasing. Now can we drop the subject?" Harry said, relieved that Ron just seemed to think he'd been too embarrassed to admit he set foot in the building.
"Ha ha...Sure Harry...ha ha ha...sorry, but that just too funny."
Harry managed to steer Ron completely away from the subject and they converesed for about an hour before they headed back to Hogwarts. To Harry's emense relief, Ron seemed to have forgotten about the club incident entirely by the time they reached the Griffindor common room.
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Draco reunited with his two lackeys. "Come on you two. That place was utter rubbish. Let's go buy some prank spells to use on those high and mighty Griffendors."
"Ok, Draco. But what took so long?" asked Goyle.
"That, is none of your business." Draco snapped harshly. "My affairs are my own and of no consequence to you two. Now lets go, or I'll put a oozing wart hex on the both of you!"
As Draco and his group left to make some purchase