Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Stop rubbing it in.
Morgan: Wow! I finally got another chapter out!
Snape: Somehow.
Morgan: Shut up. Anyway, sorry about the wait, and I hope you all like the story!
Snape: If you don't, you'll brake her little black heart.
Morgan: I'm warning you.
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~*~Day of the Dance~*~
*Draco*
"It's today, it's today, it's today.ARGH! Dang it hair! Stay down!" Draco snarled, brushing his white-blonde hair in the mirror, which began to laugh at him.
"Shut up, you stupid mirror!" Draco said, smacking it.
"If the girl really likes you. she won't care what your hair looks like." said the mirror.
Draco stared at the mirror for a second. Was that true? Would Hermione not care what Draco's hair looked like? Ah, who cared. The boy looked good and he knew it.
"Ah, it's good to look good!" Draco exclaimed, with a stuck up sneer.
"And if Mr. Good Looking would stop staring at me, he might make it to class on time." Grumbled the Mirror.
"Don't worry. First is Potions, so I ought to be safe." Said Draco, dropping his brush, and heading out the door. "See ya!"
"Ouch! Watch how hard you put down that brush! You could have scratched me!" yelled the Mirror at the blonde running down the steps at top speed.
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~*~Ron~*~
"Ron! Hurry up! Snape will kill us if we're late!" Harry yelled at Ron. "Ron where are y.?"
"Come on Harry! Don't be a slug!" said Ron, dashing by his friend.
"Coming! Coming!" laughed Harry, chasing after his friend. ~He wants to get there to see Hermione, I bet~ Harry thought.
As they all entered Snape's classroom, the usual icy glare greeted them. Snape sneered at them both, before turning back to reading his book. Ron glanced at what Mr. Grumpy Gills (Snape) was reading.
" 'Romance of the Dead'." Ron muttered, then turned to Harry, "Well, he seems more cheerful than usual! The last book he was reading was called, 'Death of the Furious'."
"You think it was based on him? Because the romance one sure wasn't." Harry said, and they both had to stifle their laughter as they sat down.
They both sat down next to Hermione, who greeted them both with a smile.
"Hello Harry, Hello Ron. Sleep well?" she asked, turning back to her potion equipment.
"Yep!" said Harry, while Ron just nodded, blushing.
BANG! The door burst open as a tall, fast breathing blonde ran in. The whole class turned to look at him.
"Sorry I'm late, professor." Said Draco, going to take his seat.
Snape merely nodded, and kept on reading. Draco walked over to where Hermoine, Ron and Harry were sitting.
"Get up Potter. I would like to sit there." Snarled Draco.
"You didn't say 'please'." Grumbled Harry.
"Professor! Potter won't let me take my seat!" whined Draco.
"Mr. Malfoy, take Potter's place. Potter, you sit over there with Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle." Sneered Snape.
Harry groaned. He picked up his belongings, and stormed over to the giant boulders. Crabbe and Goyle flexed their muscles as Harry sat at the very end of the table.
Draco took his seat, and smiled at Hermione.
"Hello, dear Hermione." He said, in a very gentlemen sort of voice.
"Hello Draco." Said Hermione, smiling at him also.
"All right, you bunch of dunderheads." Hissed Snape, placing his book down, and standing up. "Today, we will be making."
"Um, P-P-Professor Snape?"
A small little first year had walked into the room, his hand
clasping a letter. He looked positively petrified, having to come into
the dungeon by himself.
"Yes?" snapped Snape. He hated to be interrupted.
"I have a letter f-for you." he whimpered.
"Bring it here then, boy." Snape snarled, outstretching his hand.
"H-here." the boy handed him the letter.
Snape scanned the letter then looked up at the class.
"Draco! The Headmaster has sent for you. Your father is here to see
you." He said.
"W-what?" yelped Draco, his eyes widening.
"You heard me, Mr.Malfoy. Get going." He said. "You, boy! Go and tell
the Headmaster that Draco will be there shortly." He added to the
little first year.
"Y-yes sir." Whimpered the boy as he ran off.
Draco gathered his things, and headed of to Dumbledore's office.
"What does father want to see me for?" he muttered to himself. "If he
came all this way, it can't be a good thing."
Draco walked over to the door and said the password, Pear Drop
(Dumbledore's new favorite.) and walked in.
"Professor, you sent for me." Asked Draco, walking in.
"Ah, yes." Said Dumbledore, smiling. "Come in, Come in. Your Father
is."
"Hello, Draco." Drawled Lucius Malfoy's voice. "I came here to discuss
a few things about this dance, AND your date I've found out about."
Draco gulped. His father didn't look happy at all.
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Morgan: Cliffhanger! Cliffhanger!
Snape: Morgan, you make me act like a complete jerk in this story!
Morgan: And the difference is????
Snape: I hate you. I really hate you.
Morgan: Y-you do? *whimper* Fine! I don't like you either! *runs off
sobbing*
Snape: M-Morgan? Ugh, not again. Listen readers. R/R, and the more
reviews Morgan gets, the faster she'll put up another chapter. Also
check out her other story, 'Mommy and Daddy's Baby Dragon' which is
based on when Draco was a baby. See ya. I gotta go make sure Morgan is
okay. Morgan! *runs out door*
No first years were harmed in the making of this chapter.
Morgan: Wow! I finally got another chapter out!
Snape: Somehow.
Morgan: Shut up. Anyway, sorry about the wait, and I hope you all like the story!
Snape: If you don't, you'll brake her little black heart.
Morgan: I'm warning you.
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~*~Day of the Dance~*~
*Draco*
"It's today, it's today, it's today.ARGH! Dang it hair! Stay down!" Draco snarled, brushing his white-blonde hair in the mirror, which began to laugh at him.
"Shut up, you stupid mirror!" Draco said, smacking it.
"If the girl really likes you. she won't care what your hair looks like." said the mirror.
Draco stared at the mirror for a second. Was that true? Would Hermione not care what Draco's hair looked like? Ah, who cared. The boy looked good and he knew it.
"Ah, it's good to look good!" Draco exclaimed, with a stuck up sneer.
"And if Mr. Good Looking would stop staring at me, he might make it to class on time." Grumbled the Mirror.
"Don't worry. First is Potions, so I ought to be safe." Said Draco, dropping his brush, and heading out the door. "See ya!"
"Ouch! Watch how hard you put down that brush! You could have scratched me!" yelled the Mirror at the blonde running down the steps at top speed.
~*~
~*~Ron~*~
"Ron! Hurry up! Snape will kill us if we're late!" Harry yelled at Ron. "Ron where are y.?"
"Come on Harry! Don't be a slug!" said Ron, dashing by his friend.
"Coming! Coming!" laughed Harry, chasing after his friend. ~He wants to get there to see Hermione, I bet~ Harry thought.
As they all entered Snape's classroom, the usual icy glare greeted them. Snape sneered at them both, before turning back to reading his book. Ron glanced at what Mr. Grumpy Gills (Snape) was reading.
" 'Romance of the Dead'." Ron muttered, then turned to Harry, "Well, he seems more cheerful than usual! The last book he was reading was called, 'Death of the Furious'."
"You think it was based on him? Because the romance one sure wasn't." Harry said, and they both had to stifle their laughter as they sat down.
They both sat down next to Hermione, who greeted them both with a smile.
"Hello Harry, Hello Ron. Sleep well?" she asked, turning back to her potion equipment.
"Yep!" said Harry, while Ron just nodded, blushing.
BANG! The door burst open as a tall, fast breathing blonde ran in. The whole class turned to look at him.
"Sorry I'm late, professor." Said Draco, going to take his seat.
Snape merely nodded, and kept on reading. Draco walked over to where Hermoine, Ron and Harry were sitting.
"Get up Potter. I would like to sit there." Snarled Draco.
"You didn't say 'please'." Grumbled Harry.
"Professor! Potter won't let me take my seat!" whined Draco.
"Mr. Malfoy, take Potter's place. Potter, you sit over there with Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Goyle." Sneered Snape.
Harry groaned. He picked up his belongings, and stormed over to the giant boulders. Crabbe and Goyle flexed their muscles as Harry sat at the very end of the table.
Draco took his seat, and smiled at Hermione.
"Hello, dear Hermione." He said, in a very gentlemen sort of voice.
"Hello Draco." Said Hermione, smiling at him also.
"All right, you bunch of dunderheads." Hissed Snape, placing his book down, and standing up. "Today, we will be making."
"Um, P-P-Professor Snape?"
A small little first year had walked into the room, his hand
clasping a letter. He looked positively petrified, having to come into
the dungeon by himself.
"Yes?" snapped Snape. He hated to be interrupted.
"I have a letter f-for you." he whimpered.
"Bring it here then, boy." Snape snarled, outstretching his hand.
"H-here." the boy handed him the letter.
Snape scanned the letter then looked up at the class.
"Draco! The Headmaster has sent for you. Your father is here to see
you." He said.
"W-what?" yelped Draco, his eyes widening.
"You heard me, Mr.Malfoy. Get going." He said. "You, boy! Go and tell
the Headmaster that Draco will be there shortly." He added to the
little first year.
"Y-yes sir." Whimpered the boy as he ran off.
Draco gathered his things, and headed of to Dumbledore's office.
"What does father want to see me for?" he muttered to himself. "If he
came all this way, it can't be a good thing."
Draco walked over to the door and said the password, Pear Drop
(Dumbledore's new favorite.) and walked in.
"Professor, you sent for me." Asked Draco, walking in.
"Ah, yes." Said Dumbledore, smiling. "Come in, Come in. Your Father
is."
"Hello, Draco." Drawled Lucius Malfoy's voice. "I came here to discuss
a few things about this dance, AND your date I've found out about."
Draco gulped. His father didn't look happy at all.
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Morgan: Cliffhanger! Cliffhanger!
Snape: Morgan, you make me act like a complete jerk in this story!
Morgan: And the difference is????
Snape: I hate you. I really hate you.
Morgan: Y-you do? *whimper* Fine! I don't like you either! *runs off
sobbing*
Snape: M-Morgan? Ugh, not again. Listen readers. R/R, and the more
reviews Morgan gets, the faster she'll put up another chapter. Also
check out her other story, 'Mommy and Daddy's Baby Dragon' which is
based on when Draco was a baby. See ya. I gotta go make sure Morgan is
okay. Morgan! *runs out door*
No first years were harmed in the making of this chapter.