A/N: Okay, this was written by: Malfoy and StarEmpress, you might know us, you might not. This is probably going to turn into a series. It all depends on what the reviewers think. Actually, we're going to write this for the heck of it. But reviews are always going to be greatly appreciated! :) At first, this may seem funny. And it might seem like some intro to a sick story. Well, it's not. There is going to be a lot of angsty, serious, and depressing stuff later on. There are going to be NO, I repeat, NO sexual content. Some kissing a hugging is occasional. But that's it! The only reason why it's rated PG13, is because of some violence in later chapters. So, to sum it all up, there's going to be little (if any) sexual content. A lot of cursing, and a lot of DETAILED violence in later chapters. So, please R&R! I love reviews! They're the greatest. Enjoy! See ya later!

Death & Demons...

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"Damn you Potter!" Malfoy screeched.

"Well, it wasn't my fault!" yelled Harry.

"What do you mean it wasn't your fault!? You're the one that broke the turner that held our house points!"

"It was your fault! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be here!"

"My fault-

A soft 'meow' can be heard echoing through the corridors.

'Uh-oh; Mrs. Norris,' Malfoy thought, he ran, leaving Harry to get in trouble.

"Wha-? F*** you Malfoy!" Harry shrieked, in a high-pitched voice. But not two steps forward, he tripped with a thud.

"Yes, my sweet, where is the unlucky person this time?" the voice of Filch said. Just as Harry was about to make a turn... "Stop! You filthy imbecile!" Filch sneered.

Harry continued running through the halls.

"Get him, my sweet!" Filch said, releasing Mrs. Norris from his hands, Mrs. Norris went kind of hysteric and ran after Harry in a superhuman speed. Filch limping after. Pounch! Mrs. Norris landed on top of Harry, pulled out her claws, and started scratching Harry with all her might!

"Aaaarrrrrgggghhhhh!!!!!! Ouch! Help me!" Harry screamed. Harry's robes were shredded, and he had cuts and blood all over his body.

Filch can be heard chuckling quietly.

"Enough, my sweet," Filch cooed, "So, you think you can get away with it..."

"Meow!" Mrs. Norris purred.

"Detention for a month!" Filch spat.

"But I just got scratched!" Harry argued.

"Serves you right," Filch said with pride.

"But-

"Enough! I will have to report you to Professor Dumbledore," Filch sneered.

Cursing things like F*** you and bastard, Harry followed.

"Curse till your face turns blue Potter, it won't do you any good," Filch commented, and continued pulling Harry by the collar.

"Gerroff me!" Harry yelled, as Filche's oily hands tucked the end of his shirt.

They turned a corridor and started towards the dungeons, "But..."Harry began, "But I thought we were going to Dumbledore," Harry protested.

"I changed my mind," Filch snarled, "We're going to see Professor Snape instead."

Filch's cold eyes gleamed with joy as he saw the look on Harry's face. They now reached a dorr that had a feeling of foreboding.

"Mudbloods stink," said Filch. The door opened and they went in. Snape was staring in the fire with a look of loathing, but his face was contorted when he saw Potter.

"So," he hissed, "What has famous Potty done this time?" Snapes's voice was extremely dangerous.

"Wrecked the turner that contained the Slytherin house points," Filch said at once, with a look of seeting joy.

Harry could see Snape's eyes contort with pure anger.

"Well, well, well," Snape said, "You should be punished severely... 1000 points from Gryffindor. And I'm sure Filch has already given you detention..."

"For a month," muttered Harry.

"Good," Snape sneered, "But now, we will have to report you to the headmaster."

"What?!" Harry shrieked.

"Let's go," Snape said, as he dragged the petrified Harry out of the room.

Before he knew it, Harry was in front of the gargoyle.

"Fizzy Whizbees," Snape grunted.

The ugly, stone gargoyle became alive, and stepped aside, revealing a wooden entrance door.

They walked up the spiral staircase, leading to Dumbledore's office.

A hoarse cough was audible in the from the old office.

"Yes," the weary, old man said.

"Professor Dumbledore," Snape said, "I'm here to report Mr. Potter's detention, but he has also broken an ancient object, and I don't know how you would want to punish him. He has broken several school rules. 1) He was yelling in the hallways. 2) He broke the Slytherin turner. 3) He tried to run from the caretaker... 4-"

"Ah! That's enough!" Dumbledore shrieked, suddenly sounding unlike himself.

Harry's face controted with a weird expression.

"Uh... Professor? Are you feeling all right?" Harry asked.

"Silence!!" Dumbledore screeched.

Harry was a taken back.

"So, you have broken the turner... Did you know that it is a priceless, ancient artifact that was over 1000 years old?! Created by the great Slalazar Slytherin himself?!"

"I-

"Expulsion!" Dumbledore screamed.

"What?! Professor-you can't-

"I believe that I'm in charged here," Dumbledore said sternly.

Snape, somehow looked mildly surprised.

"Professor-don't you think-

"As I said, I'm in charge here. Potter, you move out of here. I never want to see you again! Humiliation!" Dumbledore said dramatically.

Harry then did the manly thing... Harry started to cry. He realized for the first time that he actually liked to cry! So, he cried even harder!

Snape had a disgusted look upon his face. Dumbledore, however, looked as though he was about to faint.

"Shut up boy!" yelled Snape.

Harry was now choking between sobs.

"Bu-but-now... I-I-can't graduate-and... and-

"Well, too bad," Dumbledore hissed.

Harry sniffed. "But-I... Waaaaaa!" Harry started to cry again. He couldn't help it. He was going to live with the Dursley's. Dudley and his parents will humiliate him for being kicked out! He was an outcast! That's only if they let him stay with them... probably not. Who was going to hire a Hogwarts drop-out?!?!?! Nobody!

"Now, GET OUT OF HERE!" Dumbledore screeched.

Harry knew there was no use arguing. So he sert a venomous glare at Dumbledore.

"You'll pay, Dumbledore," Harry hissed, "Oh well, at least it was the end of seventh year when I got expelled... But still... I won't forget this..."

Harry stomped out of Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore sneered.

Snape looked at him oddly, "Professor, are you feeling are right?"

"Splendid. Now, leave!"

Snape looked offended, and headed out.

Dumbledore headed back to his bedroom... He pushed the door open.

"Ha Ha Ha!" Dumbledore said out loud.

He then looked like he was going through a weird mutation, his silver beard was no longer there, his gentle eyes were replaced by a lifeless pair of red slits like the one of a snake. Instead of Dumbledore... Lord Voldemort stood on the velvet carpet.

"Bwahahahahahahaha!" Voldemort screeched.

He turned around, and looked on the floor, laid limp on the sanguineous carpet, was no other then Professor Dumbledore... dead.

"Polyjuice Potion is amazing, don't you think?" Voldemort sneered, "This is only the beginning..."


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A/N II: Me (StarEmpress) is going to be typing this, so I can type whatever I want, and my friend (Malfoy) has no control over me, so.... ::sticks tongue out at Malfoy:: Anyway, this was short... but it's an intro, so what do you expect?!?! It was weird, yes, I agree with you. Sometimes Malfoy and I scare our own selves. We are two weird, insane girls... ::shakes head gravely::

Disclaimer: Draco Malfoy (he's always going to come first, cause we love him). Lord Voldemort (he's always coming second, unless Lucius shows up in the story). Severus Snape, Filch, Mrs. Norris, Salazar Slytherin, Hogwarts, Dumbledore, and Harry Potter (he's always going to come last, cause we hate him); all belong to Joanne Rowling, Bloomsbury, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. No infringement intended.

A/N III: Please review! We can't say that enough times! What's so hard about reviewing?!?! I don't really care if you flame or if you compliment. Just write a review! Flames and Criticism are also going to be appreciated. Anyway, comments, questions, blackmail, threats, requests, or if you just hate us, and want to annoy us... please put them all in your review. Or just send them via e-mail, to either: Sleekysilver@yahoo.com (Malfoy's e-mail address) or StarEmpress@owl.harrypotterfans.com (StarEmpress's e-mail address), and there is a 99.9% chance that we will reply, the other tenths of percent, are only if you leave a false e-mail address, or if it was a rhetorical e-mail. Okay, see y'all later! Bye! Review!