HK: This just didn't want to exist… too bad, huh?
Voldemort: No, I'm certain that is a good thing… which is why I am glad your puny muggle technology is no match for my wand.
HK: … explain that. Immediately.
Shishi: (sees the look HK is giving Voldy, backs up FAST) No, you really shouldn't. Really.
Voldemort: I see no reason to fear a muggle. The simple fact is that your pathetic "laptop" was, as are all things, susceptible to my Avada Kedavra.
HK: WHAT?! YOU are the reason it broke for TWO MONTHS?! I hope you realise YOU DIE FOR THIS! (tackles him to the ground) Shishi: (looks down) I told him.
Duo: You don't sound upset about it.
Shishi: (shrug) I'm not. But I told him.
Youko: Heh, haven't seen her flip like that in a while.
Voldemort: (just out of view) GAAH! NO! THAT'S ATTACHED!
HK: SO WAS MY HARD DRIVE!
Heero: … (taking notes)
Duo: … we should stop her, we need him for the fic.
Kuwabara: YOU aren't in the fic!
Duo: And so much the happier for it!
Voldemort: THAT'S MY SPLEEEEN!
HK: You don't need it! (pauses, reappears) We would like to remind all readers that this is purely for the purpose of fun, and also you should suspend your disbelief for the duration.
Duo: If you suspend it from a tree it makes a handy piñata!
Kuwabara: I'm surrounded by crazy people… what if it's contagious?
Shishi: (deadpan) We would be doomed. We're okay until Hiei starts acting weird though.
HK: (pops up again, blood splattered) That reminds me! (starts pouring pixie stix down Hiei's throat, despite protests)
Hiei: (rocking back and forth, out of his mind on pixie already) Pretty… butterflies…
Shishi: (flat look at HK) I hate you.
HK: I LOVE YOU TOOOOO! Kudos to the lovely fallen-fire-demon for this idea, I had actually written this already but then SOMEONE killed my laptop.
Voldemort: … I feel distinctly violated… has anyone seen my kidneys?
HK: Black market.

Disclaimer: Hiei: (skips in idly, wearing a sundress) I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and GAY! Oh, shiny… (chases a butterfly) GOTCHA!! (butterfly bursts into flames. Pauses, bursts into tears) NUUUUUU! Don't leave me Flappy!
Kitsunebi: (eats the butterfly from jealousy)
Hiei: Ooooh, foxy… (glomps Kitsunebi) You will be mine, and I will wuv you, and care for you, and make you a pretty hat! (starts working on daisy chains)
Kitsunebi: … (shrug) HK doesn't own anything?
Hiei: YOU CAN TALK?! IT'S A MIRACLE!!

WARNINGS!! … XD I love Hiei… okay, not much this chappy. Yaoi, implied twincest, which, by the way, is my greatest weakness, so DON'T YOU FLAME ME WENCHES!! (no offense) That's about it! Also, George is suspiciously smart…

Kurama and Blaise stayed until Madam Pomfrey forced them to leave, charming George's bed back across the ward before addressing both boys firmly with the instruction to sleep, and dire threats of what would happen if they disobeyed. If she was surprised they were being civil to each other, she didn't show it, or perhaps she didn't notice.

George gave up sleeping on his own around midnight, and Draco again charmed him to sleep before lying awake for another few hours wondering if he would be okay by tomorrow. He was certainly feeling a lot better, but then, he hadn't moved more than necessary to do some homework and raise his wand, so he wasn't much of a judge.

The following morning, even Madam Pomfrey seemed to agree, grudgingly letting him out of bed but instructing that if he even thought he was feeling weak he had to sit down at once, and he was to stay in the hospital wing all day, downing another one of the disgusting potions.

As an afterthought, she added that if he managed not to stress himself out too much, he should be able to return to his dorm for the night. George was not so lucky, however, confined to bed for at least another week, according to the matron. Draco gave his condolences, actually getting out of the bed and walking, only a little unsteadily, to sit on the end of George's bed.

"Sucks you're going to be stuck here for a week." George groaned, slamming a pillow over his face.

"Don't rub it in!" Draco frowned, pulling the pillow back.

"Pomfrey'll keep you longer if you suffocate." The ginger laughed reluctantly, allowing the pillow to be placed behind his head again.

"Good point. At least today I've got you here for company."

"If you asked Fred he'd probably jump off a stairwell in mid flight for you." George looked pained.

"Don't say that, he probably would." Draco smiled slightly, then frowned, a thought occurring to him.

"I guess... I could tell Madam Pomfrey I still feel too sick to go back to the dorms." That seemed to liven George up, the devious grin the twins were famous for spreading across his face.

"Aww, that's so sweet. I could have a gorgeous blonde babysitting me all day." Draco turned neon red, as was obviously George's intention because he burst out laughing. "Sorry man, I just don't see why we never did this before..." Draco shifted uncomfortably.

"Probably because I've never been molested by a crazy vampire before."

"Lucky vampire." For a moment Draco honestly had no idea what to say. A moment later, it came to him.

"What the hell?" George chuckled, then winced.

"What? You didn't enjoy it at the time?" Draco frowned, actually thinking about that for the first time, and not the way he had felt when he first woke up.

"I guess." The redhead raised an eyebrow at him, smirking.

"You guess?" Draco looked away.

"Fine, yeah, I did."

"But?"

"But now none of them will talk to me! I know she was here when I woke up, but the least she could have done would be to stay!"

"So you're mad at her?" The blonde rolled his eyes.

"I think that's a bit of an understatement." Frowning, the red haired twin pulled himself up again, flinching.

"And you don't think there's a connection?" Draco frowned back, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"You shouldn't be sitting up…" George brushed him off, rolling his eyes.

"Honestly, you and Fred are exactly the same. I'm fine, stop worrying about me! The reason Hana and Youko are making the others leave you alone is probably connected to some of your anger, huh?" The Slytherin paused, actually considering this for a moment.

"That's circular reasoning. You're saying they aren't talking to me because I'm angry, but I'm angry because they aren't talking to me."

"No no, you're missing the point," George raised his hands, glad that at least they had stopped worrying about him. "They're avoiding you because you might not want to keep talking to them. They're not the type to force you into something." Draco huffed, folding his arms.

"Suzuka mentioned something like that. Not like they gave me a choice when it came to getting fed on!" A couple of the first years in the other beds sat up, surprised, and both older boys glared at them until they lay back down again. Flopping back amongst his cushions, George shut his eyes for a moment. He was a little too used to having to be the rational one, and the voice of… somewhat flexible reasoning in all the twin's escapades. He just wished someone else could do it for a change.

"Was there any other choice?" When he opened his eyes again, Draco was looking down at him in confusion, head cocked slightly and looking just a little too close to adorable for comfort.

"What?" Giving up, George shut his eyes again, sinking back into the bed before he could embarrass himself.

"They didn't give you a choice. Was there any alternative?" The blonde frowned, thinking about this sceptically for a while, before being forced to concede that no, there hadn't really been much time. George opened his eyes again, this time from sheer disbelief, and gave the Slytherin his best flat look. "Are you kidding me? You know there was no other way, but you still want to get all pouty?" Draco blinked, taken aback by the sudden rudeness and almost getting off the bed.

"Hey, what happened to letting me make my own decisions?" George shrugged, dragging himself up again and actually succeeding enough to ruffle Draco's hair.

"Please, you've already made your choice or we wouldn't still be talking. The only question is how long it's gonna take you to reconcile it to yourself." Draco frowned, swiping the hand away from his hair, which was already not as perfect as usual thanks to two days in bed.

It was true what George had said made a certain amount of sense, and he decided that the Weasley was almost definitely right. There was no way he could continue being friends with George if he just went back to his old housemates… at least not yet. And not likely to be for quite a long time, with the Dark Lord's power on the rise. To be allowed to stay in the presence of the twin, he'd have to find a new group of friends, and to be perfectly honest, he wasn't too angry to know what was good for him.

He had quite enjoyed being around more loose people until the unfortunate instance, and if he confronted his feelings about that as well, he found he probably would have made the decision to help anyway, even if it hadn't been so dire. A small amount of anger lingered, but that was only connected to the hurt that after almost killing him, the demons had barely spoken to him. Seeing Draco busy wrestling with his emotions, a wicked grin crossed George's face, and carefully he moved his leg, wincing as the pain hit him again.

He managed to get his foot into position though, and then it was a simple, and totally worth it matter of a small push… Draco hit the floor hard, completely startled out of his reverie by the fall and shouting in surprise. Back up on the bed, George was doubled over in helpless laughter, and it wasn't exactly difficult to work out what had happened. For a moment he felt hurt, cheated and embarrassed, until he pulled himself together and realised the other boy's laughter wasn't mocking or scornful. Just something he should have been expecting from a Weasley twin.

Draco: … That was comfortingly short.
Touya: You think that now. She's probably just building up for something.
Jin: Aww, but isn't this a sweet one! Looks like you've got a crush, Blondie!
Draco: In a fic written by a maniac!
Touya: And this is different?
Draco: … silence.
Jin: (pinches his cheek) Ain't he cute! Ah could just hug him to bits!
Touya: (reads from his cue card) Apparently HK is getting excited because we're nearly at 100 reviews.
Jin: Aye, I heard about this! She's plannin' a prize for whoever gets the 100th review! Apparently whichever one of you lovely ladies an' gents gets the lucky review gets ta make a fic request!
Touya: Choices include a cameo, any particular character, or mentioned pairing, as long as it doesn't interfere and DOESN'T BREAK UP ME AND JIN.
Jin: So give us a review and lets make 100!