Might have to betch slap you

This is a line from the American drag queen Kelly- ((Liam!)) that will come into play later on tonight.

Blaise said, "Impossible."

Draco and Blaise stared at each other, fangs bore and Blaise got up, and started to circle each other. Sometimes Veelas got territorial and had fights. Dumbledore stepped in between the two boys. "Calm, calm, calm down boys! Now in this situation, Blaise and Draco need to CALM DOWN."

But by this time, the boys' arms had reached each other's neck and had started to strange each other. Draco, who was the more dominant of the males, was about to turn Blaise's light out when Dumbledore, who was just a bit taller and stronger, pulled Draco off of Blaise and boomed, "LISTEN! There is only one way to solve this. Bite those pillows and keep your hands to yourselves. Got it? I'm gonna go talk to Anabelle." He said, throwing a pillow at Draco and muttered a spell, drawing an invisible line that neither boy could cross and went down the stairs.

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Anabelle sat unhappily at the base of the stairs and waited for Draco, Blaise, even Hermione to find her and tell her what was going on. She started to cry and thought, 'Wow, where is your sister and brother-in-law when you need them?' She heard the clank of a cleaning cart and started to stand up, but kept hitting her legs against the floor amidst all of the travel and kissing going on in the halls. She started to sing slowly "

Frere Jacques

Frere Jacques

Dome vou

Dome vou

Salty Perintina

Salty Perintina

Ding Ding Dong

Ding Ding Dong

She slowly repeated the lullaby, trying to calm herself down, but all she did was make her head hurt and her arms start to shake. Suddenly, she heard a booming voice call out, "Anabelle?"

"Ye-ye-yes. Who is asking?" she said very meekly, looking up at the tall, looming professor who stared down at her.

"You look shaken up. Do you need some hot chocolate, or maybe a biscuit?" he asked carefully, extending his hand for her to stand up, "Professor Albus Dumbledore, nice to meet you."

She grabbed his hand and stood up, "Thank you, that would be quite lovely. Anabelle Leigh, Anabelle Leigh Granger. Where to the cocoa?" she asked. She hadn't eaten this morning at Beauxbatons, too excited and too shaky. Now, all she wanted was a mug of cocoa and her friend.

"This way," he said, directing her towards the kitchens and telling Dobby to "get the young miss a double hot cocoa, please."

"Thank you, sir. This should be nice, here in Britain." She said absentmindedly, stirring her hot cocoa and humming.

"Now, you know about the situation we had with your sister and Blaise Zabini last year?" she nodded and he continued, "Well, your chaperone here, Mister Malfoy, he has the same- how do I put this?- instincts as Mister Zabini, and he has those instincts for you."

Ana spewed her cocoa all across the floor as he repeated, "You have to marry Draco Malfoy."

"Wait, wait, wait. You mean…. Umm, ahh?" she said as she slowly passed out on the floor.

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Reviewers: It was my birthday this week, so its been a little on the hectic side. Sorry if this chapter is so blunt. 21 reviews till next post!

Forkslover1: okay, this kinda answered your question. If you like this type of mystery, read my 'All the glory' stories and IronDoormat's 'Sole Survivor.'

Do you know Emily Davidson: No I don't. I ship Oliver-Ginny, Dramione, HarryCho and RonFleur.

Freedom Is Lost: I wanna be a mongoose.

L&J love forever: thanks

Estelwen: Thank you. Read some of my faves or other stories. I sometimes write fluff, though.