Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. Except the frightened villagers. I own them.
A.N.: I wrote this when my sister dragged me out of the house so I could "get a tan." So it's kinda random and completely irrelevant to the stories.
Dedication: I dedicate this to whomever reviews that they liked it (muahahaha).
Let the story commence!
It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and Draco Malfoy really didn't appreciate being dragged out the house. Besides, 'Teddy Bear's Picnic' was getting so annoying that Draco was seriously entertaining the notion to shoot the ice cream man, and attacking his truck so violently that it would never be able to enforce that stupid song on his ears again.
So here he was, sat outside, keenly aware that his hair was getting lighter, his skin was getting darker and his toenails were growing. As you can probably tell by now, Draco really didn't like sitting outside. But his mother was scared about the rumors going round town that 'Master Malfoy, you know, that freaky kid who's only ever home at Christmas and the summer holidays' was really a vampire not a child.
Wearing nothing but his baggy swim shorts Draco was sure that, should a classmate see him, this had the potential to be fatally embarrassing. Due to the recent heat waves, his mother had decided now was the best time for him to "get a tan" so for the fifth day this week Draco was outside working on his tan. He was even so bored as to go to the lengths of planning his mother's death and funeral with no one finding out it was he. So far he had:
'Push her down the stairs - could survive' and 'Feed her to next door's man-eating spiders'.The latter was circled.
Oh the boredom tanning enduced.
