A/N: Hey guys, I hope you like this chapter. It took a while for me to write, and I might have to put Chapter 3 on hold for a while so that I can work on my other story, To Choose The Lesser Of Two Evils. TC7 and TC8 are going to be tough to write, because of all the action, so I really need to concentrate on it. Well, if you like this chapter, review and *maybe* I'll write some of this sooner than I planned. ^_^
"Where do fallen angels go
I just don´t know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling
Now the times in frightening
Can´t ignore the facts
There´s so many people
Just slippin´ through the cracks
So many ashes are scattered
So many rivers run dry
Sometimes your Heaven is Hell
and you don´t know why"
~Fallen Angels, Aerosmith
Shattered Light
Chapter 2: Fallen Angels
That night in the club, all the ladies were asking the same question: Who is that guy? He danced his way through the crowd all night, and wherever he went, eyes followed him. His body was toned to perfection. His silvery hair was spiked all over the place. He was wearing huge bright blue pants and a gray beater. He had glowsticks all over himself. He looked like a true raver.
But Draco Malfoy wasn't there just to enjoy the rave. He had far more important things to accomplish. First was the matter of finding out how this place worked. Where all the security was. He needed to know, because only that would allow him access inside the club. He had to make it to that meeting. Harry must surely know something about this, and he would be certainly be on the lookout for Draco. The first thing he had to do was to sneak into the office. He had to find the papers to show Monahan.
**
Ginny slumped into a chair in one of the upstairs rooms. She was on her one 10-minute break of the entire evening. This was absolutely ridiculous. She was *not* a waitress. She shouldn't have to be doing this. She looked out the large window that showed her the entire club from a somewhat aerial view. How she longed to be down there, dancing the night away to the music. The ravers didn't have a care in the world. Then she saw someone. A man who looked about her age, dancing in the middle of the floor. There was something about him.
It was easy to keep her eye on him, he was covered in glowlights. They were hanging from his big blue pants, neck, and wrists. He was extremely attractive. He was completely buff, and seemed to be having the time of his life. If it was any other night, she would have been able to join his down there, but no, Harry needed her.
"Well Harry can kiss my ass, cause I'm going dancing," she said under her breath.
**
Draco checked his camera. It was still working. It was actually a pin on his shirt, and a camera was inside of it. He needed pictures of the club to show the boys at work how to get into the office, for the next time.
"Good," he thought, as he took pictures of the club, "now all I need to do is find my way inside one of the offices. But how will I manage that? I'm sure Harry keeps everything locked."
He wandered in and out of the crowd. He had never been in the club before, so he didn't know where to go.
"Well, Harry would obviously want an office that was away from the crowds. And outside the buildings roof was all on the same story, but over there it looks like the roof is lower. It looks like theres a mirror on the wall, but why would anyone look into a mirror that high...its a window! It must be a window from Harrys office into the club, but you can only see out one side! Of course, thats where the offices are. But how do you get upstairs?" he muttered to himself.
***
Pavarti and Lavender had their hands full waiting on tables. They met in the kitchen waiting for food.
"Where the hell is Ginny?" asked Pavarti.
"I don't know, she hasn't come back from her break yet," answered Lavender.
"She was supposed to be back twenty minutes ago!" exclaimed Pavarti, irritated that Ginny chose this time to make an unwelcome disappearing act. Shaking her head, muttering under her breath, she left and went outside to go to the tables.
***
Harry paged Ginnys beeper for the fourth time.
"Damn it Ginny, where the hell are you!" he thought. When he paged someone, they were to call his office immediatly. He needed to know what was going on at one of the tables down there. He heard a funny noise coming from the waitresses breakroom. Upon entering the room he saw Ginny's beeper lying on the table.
***
Ginny danced her way through the crowd. She was looking for a guy to dance with. She felt someone come up behind her and start to dance with her. As she began dancing with him, he slipped his arms around her waist.
"Wow, he's a good dancer," thought Ginny, "I just hope he won't turn out to be ass-ugly."
***
Draco forgot about his supposed mission as he danced with the young waitress. At that moment, the only thing that he cared was to have a really good time. And that's exactly what he intended to do tonight.
***
Harry paced back and forth, trying to think of what to do. He couldn't go downstairs, but he needed to know what was going on betweeen Monahan and Rignanese. See, Monahan was an agent from the ECA. The ECA was the English Club Association. When someone is connected to the ECA, they were golden. The ECA kept cops away from clubs that belonged to its members. Therefore, everyone wants to join it. The catch is, it only accepts one new member every three years. And this year they would take a new member.
The problem was that Rignanese was a representative of DraClubs, Harry's biggest competitor in the business. It was owned by Draco Malfoy. Harry learned through contacts that Malfoy was applying for admission to the ECA. Harry was applying too, but his interview was a couple days away. It would be at one of Draco's clubs, Nocturnal. The ECA had a funny way of conducting interviews. They were always at a club that belonged to someone applying for admission.
Harry hadn't decided whether or not to go in person, or send a representative like Draco had. Obviously, going in person would make a better impression, but Harry most likely wouldn't be allowed in. That's why Draco sent Rignanese. What if Harry went, and they wouldn't let him it? There would be no interview, and no membership. It would be a long 3 years waiting for the next opportunity. He checked to make sure his filing cabinet was locked, and left to look for Ginny.
***
"Now, Mir. Rignanese, will Mr. Malfoy be able to pay the yearly membership fee? It rose this year to $100,000 which is a lot of money," asked Mr. Monahan.
"Mr. Malfoy has unlimited funds, it shouldn't be a problem," answered Rignanese.
"Why did he send you to this meeting?" asked Monahan.
"He trusts me with his business. He said he would try to stop in sometime tonight, if he was allowed in the club," explained Rignanese.
***
A/N 2: Well there it is. I know its short, but I wanted to get *something* out before I started TC7. So what did you think? Review!
*Thanks Section*
A special thank you to Caitlin who beta-d for me, and got it back the same day. You rock!
Also, everyone who reviewed chapter 1:
Tinabedina-thanks!
*Altra*-Dun Dun DUN! Theres is little *cough*illegal*cough* stuff goin on
Starry Eyed Dreamer-i'm glad you liked the ending!
Marcelle1-i'm flattered!
Rons_Mine-i worte more!
Computer Master-yes draco!
Brigade701-look for mafia relations soon!
lucifer-want more dean? i'll see what i can do
I.C. Fire -mOOf! of course u know whats gonna happen next! but don't tell anyone!!!
"Where do fallen angels go
I just don´t know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling
Now the times in frightening
Can´t ignore the facts
There´s so many people
Just slippin´ through the cracks
So many ashes are scattered
So many rivers run dry
Sometimes your Heaven is Hell
and you don´t know why"
~Fallen Angels, Aerosmith
Shattered Light
Chapter 2: Fallen Angels
That night in the club, all the ladies were asking the same question: Who is that guy? He danced his way through the crowd all night, and wherever he went, eyes followed him. His body was toned to perfection. His silvery hair was spiked all over the place. He was wearing huge bright blue pants and a gray beater. He had glowsticks all over himself. He looked like a true raver.
But Draco Malfoy wasn't there just to enjoy the rave. He had far more important things to accomplish. First was the matter of finding out how this place worked. Where all the security was. He needed to know, because only that would allow him access inside the club. He had to make it to that meeting. Harry must surely know something about this, and he would be certainly be on the lookout for Draco. The first thing he had to do was to sneak into the office. He had to find the papers to show Monahan.
**
Ginny slumped into a chair in one of the upstairs rooms. She was on her one 10-minute break of the entire evening. This was absolutely ridiculous. She was *not* a waitress. She shouldn't have to be doing this. She looked out the large window that showed her the entire club from a somewhat aerial view. How she longed to be down there, dancing the night away to the music. The ravers didn't have a care in the world. Then she saw someone. A man who looked about her age, dancing in the middle of the floor. There was something about him.
It was easy to keep her eye on him, he was covered in glowlights. They were hanging from his big blue pants, neck, and wrists. He was extremely attractive. He was completely buff, and seemed to be having the time of his life. If it was any other night, she would have been able to join his down there, but no, Harry needed her.
"Well Harry can kiss my ass, cause I'm going dancing," she said under her breath.
**
Draco checked his camera. It was still working. It was actually a pin on his shirt, and a camera was inside of it. He needed pictures of the club to show the boys at work how to get into the office, for the next time.
"Good," he thought, as he took pictures of the club, "now all I need to do is find my way inside one of the offices. But how will I manage that? I'm sure Harry keeps everything locked."
He wandered in and out of the crowd. He had never been in the club before, so he didn't know where to go.
"Well, Harry would obviously want an office that was away from the crowds. And outside the buildings roof was all on the same story, but over there it looks like the roof is lower. It looks like theres a mirror on the wall, but why would anyone look into a mirror that high...its a window! It must be a window from Harrys office into the club, but you can only see out one side! Of course, thats where the offices are. But how do you get upstairs?" he muttered to himself.
***
Pavarti and Lavender had their hands full waiting on tables. They met in the kitchen waiting for food.
"Where the hell is Ginny?" asked Pavarti.
"I don't know, she hasn't come back from her break yet," answered Lavender.
"She was supposed to be back twenty minutes ago!" exclaimed Pavarti, irritated that Ginny chose this time to make an unwelcome disappearing act. Shaking her head, muttering under her breath, she left and went outside to go to the tables.
***
Harry paged Ginnys beeper for the fourth time.
"Damn it Ginny, where the hell are you!" he thought. When he paged someone, they were to call his office immediatly. He needed to know what was going on at one of the tables down there. He heard a funny noise coming from the waitresses breakroom. Upon entering the room he saw Ginny's beeper lying on the table.
***
Ginny danced her way through the crowd. She was looking for a guy to dance with. She felt someone come up behind her and start to dance with her. As she began dancing with him, he slipped his arms around her waist.
"Wow, he's a good dancer," thought Ginny, "I just hope he won't turn out to be ass-ugly."
***
Draco forgot about his supposed mission as he danced with the young waitress. At that moment, the only thing that he cared was to have a really good time. And that's exactly what he intended to do tonight.
***
Harry paced back and forth, trying to think of what to do. He couldn't go downstairs, but he needed to know what was going on betweeen Monahan and Rignanese. See, Monahan was an agent from the ECA. The ECA was the English Club Association. When someone is connected to the ECA, they were golden. The ECA kept cops away from clubs that belonged to its members. Therefore, everyone wants to join it. The catch is, it only accepts one new member every three years. And this year they would take a new member.
The problem was that Rignanese was a representative of DraClubs, Harry's biggest competitor in the business. It was owned by Draco Malfoy. Harry learned through contacts that Malfoy was applying for admission to the ECA. Harry was applying too, but his interview was a couple days away. It would be at one of Draco's clubs, Nocturnal. The ECA had a funny way of conducting interviews. They were always at a club that belonged to someone applying for admission.
Harry hadn't decided whether or not to go in person, or send a representative like Draco had. Obviously, going in person would make a better impression, but Harry most likely wouldn't be allowed in. That's why Draco sent Rignanese. What if Harry went, and they wouldn't let him it? There would be no interview, and no membership. It would be a long 3 years waiting for the next opportunity. He checked to make sure his filing cabinet was locked, and left to look for Ginny.
***
"Now, Mir. Rignanese, will Mr. Malfoy be able to pay the yearly membership fee? It rose this year to $100,000 which is a lot of money," asked Mr. Monahan.
"Mr. Malfoy has unlimited funds, it shouldn't be a problem," answered Rignanese.
"Why did he send you to this meeting?" asked Monahan.
"He trusts me with his business. He said he would try to stop in sometime tonight, if he was allowed in the club," explained Rignanese.
***
A/N 2: Well there it is. I know its short, but I wanted to get *something* out before I started TC7. So what did you think? Review!
*Thanks Section*
A special thank you to Caitlin who beta-d for me, and got it back the same day. You rock!
Also, everyone who reviewed chapter 1:
Tinabedina-thanks!
*Altra*-Dun Dun DUN! Theres is little *cough*illegal*cough* stuff goin on
Starry Eyed Dreamer-i'm glad you liked the ending!
Marcelle1-i'm flattered!
Rons_Mine-i worte more!
Computer Master-yes draco!
Brigade701-look for mafia relations soon!
lucifer-want more dean? i'll see what i can do
I.C. Fire -mOOf! of course u know whats gonna happen next! but don't tell anyone!!!