Disclaimer: The only characters we own are Sin, Max, Rev, Ms. Raspen,
Deena, and Crystal. The rest of the characters are owned by the author of
Harry Potter, J. K. Rowling. Also, the song "Get the Party Started"
belongs to the artist named Pink. Please don't sue us!
Summary: This is part of the series Mayhem at Hogwarts. This story is about two evil faeries, their two vampire friends, and their adventures at Hogwarts. It is rated R for some violence, and sexual innuendo (we do not go into detail, so don't get your hopes up.) Please no flames, we're poor little souls.
Chapter 4 Secret Love
"This is the Slytherin Common Room," said Draco, waving his hand around the room in a proud gesture.
Deena looked around the room. She didn't like green and silver, and that's what the whole room was decorated with. "Impressive," said Deena, sarcasm dripping from her voice.
"Look, even though I was hitting on you before, it doesn't mean that you can just blow me off, bitch," Draco snapped, regretting the words that had just popped out of his mouth.
Just then he felt the sting of flesh hitting flesh as she smacked him upside the head.
She leaned closer, inches away from his face, and said, "I may be a bitch"- She was cut off by Draco's demanding lips on hers.
He pulled away, blinked for half a second, and ran away, looking quite like a tomato.
That was about the time that Crystal ran up and said, "Deena"- She waved her hand in front of her eyes, as if trying to snap her back into reality- "Why are you staring off into space?"
"Draco.," she whispered.
"Yeah, I know, he's so hot," Crystal finished.
Deena looked at Crystal, about to tell her what had just taken place, but then thought better of it, not wanting to hurt her friend's feelings. She just rolled her eyes.
And, before anyone could say anymore, a girl with a bulldog's face, that only a mother could love, sidled up to them and said, "Drakie told me to show you where the dormitory is. Follow me."
And with that, they followed her up the stairs to the dormitories.
Just as they reached the dormitories, a woman in black combat boots, a short black skirt, and a black tank top walked up to them. The woman had curly, coppery-red hair and silvery-gray eyes.
"Pansy!" she yelled. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT DOING DRACO'S WORK?!"
"His name's Drakie," said Pansy.
"I don't give a fuck if his name's BATSHIT, PARKINSON! NOW DROP AND GIVE ME TWO HUNDRED!"
"Yes, Ms. Raspen," Pansy sighed, and dropped down to do two hundred push- ups.
"Oh, by the way, girls, if you want to go to the girl's dormitories, go to the left. If you go to the right, you will end up in the boy's dormitories, which Rev, I believe, is watching right now."
Crystal looked at her and said, "Thanks, Ms. Raspen" sarcastically.
"Would you like to join your friend Pansy here? I'm sure she'd love the company."
Fortunately, before Crystal could make any other smart-ass remarks, Deena dragged her off to the girls' dormitories, where they spotted a door that said fifth years, and went in.
Inside they saw five four-poster beds. Deena flopped down on her bed, which had her trunk next to it. It was the only bed near the single window in the room. She looked at Crystal and said, "Crystal, don't be such a smart-ass to everyone. You could have been doing two hundred push-ups by now."
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Meanwhile, Draco, lying on his own bed, was telling Crabbe and Goyle to get lost so he could get his beauty sleep. Although he knew he wouldn't be getting a wink of sleep that night, as he'd be thinking about Deena, and why the heck he had kissed her. It sounded strange, but Draco had no clue why he had kissed her. Now the girl was probably going to kill him tomorrow.
It was at this moment that Rev, the blue-haired, blue-eyed prefect, came in, looked down at Draco, and said, "Girl trouble, right?"
"What are you talking about?" Draco demanded.
"Oh don't bullshit me, Draco. I see the way you look at her. You've got eyes for Deena, the new Slytherin bitch, haven't you?"
Draco looked at Rev through narrowed eyes and said, "I think you've had one drink too many."
Rev laughed harshly and said, "Then I guess you won't mind if I fuck her than, do you?"
Draco pushed him angrily and walked away, intending to find Deena and have a little chat with her. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- You'll have to wait till the next chapter to find out what happens next. It will be up in a couple days. Meanwhile, don't just sit on your lazy asses. R/R!!!
Summary: This is part of the series Mayhem at Hogwarts. This story is about two evil faeries, their two vampire friends, and their adventures at Hogwarts. It is rated R for some violence, and sexual innuendo (we do not go into detail, so don't get your hopes up.) Please no flames, we're poor little souls.
Chapter 4 Secret Love
"This is the Slytherin Common Room," said Draco, waving his hand around the room in a proud gesture.
Deena looked around the room. She didn't like green and silver, and that's what the whole room was decorated with. "Impressive," said Deena, sarcasm dripping from her voice.
"Look, even though I was hitting on you before, it doesn't mean that you can just blow me off, bitch," Draco snapped, regretting the words that had just popped out of his mouth.
Just then he felt the sting of flesh hitting flesh as she smacked him upside the head.
She leaned closer, inches away from his face, and said, "I may be a bitch"- She was cut off by Draco's demanding lips on hers.
He pulled away, blinked for half a second, and ran away, looking quite like a tomato.
That was about the time that Crystal ran up and said, "Deena"- She waved her hand in front of her eyes, as if trying to snap her back into reality- "Why are you staring off into space?"
"Draco.," she whispered.
"Yeah, I know, he's so hot," Crystal finished.
Deena looked at Crystal, about to tell her what had just taken place, but then thought better of it, not wanting to hurt her friend's feelings. She just rolled her eyes.
And, before anyone could say anymore, a girl with a bulldog's face, that only a mother could love, sidled up to them and said, "Drakie told me to show you where the dormitory is. Follow me."
And with that, they followed her up the stairs to the dormitories.
Just as they reached the dormitories, a woman in black combat boots, a short black skirt, and a black tank top walked up to them. The woman had curly, coppery-red hair and silvery-gray eyes.
"Pansy!" she yelled. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT DOING DRACO'S WORK?!"
"His name's Drakie," said Pansy.
"I don't give a fuck if his name's BATSHIT, PARKINSON! NOW DROP AND GIVE ME TWO HUNDRED!"
"Yes, Ms. Raspen," Pansy sighed, and dropped down to do two hundred push- ups.
"Oh, by the way, girls, if you want to go to the girl's dormitories, go to the left. If you go to the right, you will end up in the boy's dormitories, which Rev, I believe, is watching right now."
Crystal looked at her and said, "Thanks, Ms. Raspen" sarcastically.
"Would you like to join your friend Pansy here? I'm sure she'd love the company."
Fortunately, before Crystal could make any other smart-ass remarks, Deena dragged her off to the girls' dormitories, where they spotted a door that said fifth years, and went in.
Inside they saw five four-poster beds. Deena flopped down on her bed, which had her trunk next to it. It was the only bed near the single window in the room. She looked at Crystal and said, "Crystal, don't be such a smart-ass to everyone. You could have been doing two hundred push-ups by now."
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Meanwhile, Draco, lying on his own bed, was telling Crabbe and Goyle to get lost so he could get his beauty sleep. Although he knew he wouldn't be getting a wink of sleep that night, as he'd be thinking about Deena, and why the heck he had kissed her. It sounded strange, but Draco had no clue why he had kissed her. Now the girl was probably going to kill him tomorrow.
It was at this moment that Rev, the blue-haired, blue-eyed prefect, came in, looked down at Draco, and said, "Girl trouble, right?"
"What are you talking about?" Draco demanded.
"Oh don't bullshit me, Draco. I see the way you look at her. You've got eyes for Deena, the new Slytherin bitch, haven't you?"
Draco looked at Rev through narrowed eyes and said, "I think you've had one drink too many."
Rev laughed harshly and said, "Then I guess you won't mind if I fuck her than, do you?"
Draco pushed him angrily and walked away, intending to find Deena and have a little chat with her. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- You'll have to wait till the next chapter to find out what happens next. It will be up in a couple days. Meanwhile, don't just sit on your lazy asses. R/R!!!