Chapter 5-

A/N-

Hannah- *Grins evilly*  I got a dictionary for Hannukah…

Emily- Oh dear god…  you may want to get yours out. 

Hannah- MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Emily- Alrighty…

Hannah- Up coming in the chapter I poke fun of myself, I'm originally from the "American South" so don't any one get offended now!

"Oh my!" Were the only words Debbie could get out.

Emmi squeal was so high pitched that hardly anyone heard. Debbie was grinning broadly.

"What shall we do today, cousin?" Debbie asked.

"Scare people." Emmi replied.  Adrian looked over and saw the two smiling.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

Emmi got up and walked around to Adrian's other side and put an arm around his shoulder.  "It's all right cousin, you don't."

Adrian looked at her like she had two heads, and then looked over at Debbie for reassurance.  She nodded her head twice.

"I think I'm gunna be sick." Adrian stood a sped from the Great Hall looking a bit…pale.

"What was that about?" Emmi asked watching him leave.

Through Debbie's fits of laughter she managed to get out " ooooo!…he…he liiikes…you…!"

Emmi blushed and shook her head.  "No! That only happens in the American South!"

Debbie laughed and sung quietly La Cucaracha with different words. "Incest, incest. Incest, incest. Oh my god he really likes you!  Incest, incest. Incest, incest. That really really sucks for you!"

"Oh, do shut up!" Emmi smacked Debbie upside the head and sat back down.  Debbie stopped laughing for a moment to rub the back of her head, but then began laughing again after looking at Emmi.

From a little ways down the table el Diablo (Debbie's nickname for Draco which is weird considering his name does mean Dragon) had been watching the entire exchange with un-blinking eyes.  He made his way down to them to once again annoy them to no end.

"So, what are you two fine ladies doing this afternoon?" His drawl drifted over to them as he put an arm over each of them.

"Well I don't know about Emmi but I, for one, was gunna find an empty closet to snog you in." Debbie said. I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not, this is troubling. Emmi thought while Draco recalled his arm from Emmi's shoulder.

Draco whispers something that sounded like "…third level in the dungeons across from the tapestry with the silver dragon in it" in Debbie's ear and walked off.

"What!?" Emmi hissed at Debbie.

"I'm tired, I don't know what I'm doing either but hey! It's something to do!" Debbie grinned and whimpered falsely as Emmi smacked her upside the head yet again.

***

The day went by rather slowly. Debbie was sitting at the vanity frowning while putting on a lip of lipstick, and Emmi sighed. Then Emmi's mood changed.

"You have something planned, I know that lipstick." Emmi laughed.

"Yes, I was saving to use it on Feorge, after all he was the one who sold it too me-" Debbie laughed and stood. "Wish me luck!"

"Good luck Draco! He's the one who'll need it!" Emmi called after Debbie, but what she didn't know is that on the way down towards the closet Debbie sighed and laughed to herself.

"Wrong lipstick Emmi…"

TBC…

Hannnah- I LOVE that ending *sighs* Did you know that Tom Felton's natural hair color is brown?

Emily cringes.