Aria has a disclaimer or the readers: HARRY POTTER, characters, names, and related indicia are trademarks of Warner Bros. And J.K. Rowling. I do not in any way own them. My views are not the views of the trademark holders, or the original author of the series. Thank you.
Heather: That was too long Aria. Try something like this: I do not in any way shape or form own these characters. (Except my own, Heather, and Jamie Lorechky)
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"Draco! Wake up! It's late!! And you need to help me on my assignment!!!!!!!" the annoying female voice from the area of his door said. Then something cold and wet splashed on him.
"Aria! I'm up!!!!! Stop pouring cold water on me!!! I am not an early riser!!! Besides, you turned in your assignment yesterday, remember?"
"They're sending me on a new one!! And you get to come!!"
"Alright, where are we going this time?"
"Kenya!!! To assassinate their Minister."
"What? You aren't serious. I can tell. We're going to Kenya, but for a different reason. You want to get back at Korell by posing me as your lover when we've been friends for years."
'That's part of it. We're going to Kenya as extra secret security, because someone is trying to assassinate her."
"Alright. I'm up for it. Is Korell one of her existing detail?"
"Yep! Get packed! We leave at noon. It is-"she checked her Rolex"-ten. Chop chop!!! Hurry hurry!!"
"I knew I always hated her enthusiasm," Draco muttered as he dried his hair with his wand. "She is a good influence." he waved his wand and all of his clothes except the ones he was going to wear were packed. Then he got dressed in his usual gray silk shirt and black slacks and combed his hair back into its usual, slick style.
"Oh, Harry and his wife are going with us!" Aria chirped from somewhere near the kitchen.
'Great! Just what I need! Harry to watch me goof off! I thought he was going to Romania, to visit his brother-in-law, Charlie, I think he said.' "Aria, aren't they going to Romania?"
"Charlie is going to their house to sit!!!" Aria sounded distracted.
"Is Moth still running about?" he asked. Moth was the Rottweiler they had bought for protection, which turned out to be a joke. She was much like Aria, happy at all times, and unable to sit still unless someone gave her a treat.
Heather: That was too long Aria. Try something like this: I do not in any way shape or form own these characters. (Except my own, Heather, and Jamie Lorechky)
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"Draco! Wake up! It's late!! And you need to help me on my assignment!!!!!!!" the annoying female voice from the area of his door said. Then something cold and wet splashed on him.
"Aria! I'm up!!!!! Stop pouring cold water on me!!! I am not an early riser!!! Besides, you turned in your assignment yesterday, remember?"
"They're sending me on a new one!! And you get to come!!"
"Alright, where are we going this time?"
"Kenya!!! To assassinate their Minister."
"What? You aren't serious. I can tell. We're going to Kenya, but for a different reason. You want to get back at Korell by posing me as your lover when we've been friends for years."
'That's part of it. We're going to Kenya as extra secret security, because someone is trying to assassinate her."
"Alright. I'm up for it. Is Korell one of her existing detail?"
"Yep! Get packed! We leave at noon. It is-"she checked her Rolex"-ten. Chop chop!!! Hurry hurry!!"
"I knew I always hated her enthusiasm," Draco muttered as he dried his hair with his wand. "She is a good influence." he waved his wand and all of his clothes except the ones he was going to wear were packed. Then he got dressed in his usual gray silk shirt and black slacks and combed his hair back into its usual, slick style.
"Oh, Harry and his wife are going with us!" Aria chirped from somewhere near the kitchen.
'Great! Just what I need! Harry to watch me goof off! I thought he was going to Romania, to visit his brother-in-law, Charlie, I think he said.' "Aria, aren't they going to Romania?"
"Charlie is going to their house to sit!!!" Aria sounded distracted.
"Is Moth still running about?" he asked. Moth was the Rottweiler they had bought for protection, which turned out to be a joke. She was much like Aria, happy at all times, and unable to sit still unless someone gave her a treat.