More than penpals
Chapter 2
Harry had opened the letter, and began reading:
Dear Harry!
You are not going to believe this, but it is the truth.
Hermione and I... Well, let's just say we've grown
closer together... And we're now going with Charlie
to watch dragons in Asia, so we won't be writing
much, because we can't take our owls with us. And I
don't trust these dragons... :) I'll write you as soon as
we return, but that'll be in about 6 weeks... I'll miss
you! And Hermione says she'll miss you too! I hope
you'll come and stay with us the last week of the
holiday! It'll be fun! Well, cya later!
Greets Ron
and Hermione
Harry felt tears pricking behind his eyes. It seemed he was all alone, the whole summer! No friends to write, no letters which could be received... He could write with Sirius, but it just wasn't the same... He strumbled downstairs, and picked up the newspaper that was on the floor. He was so bored that he would do anything at the moment, so he began reading the newspaper. When he came to the page with advertisements, he saw a few advertisements of kids who wanted penpals. 'Hey! I could advertise too!' Harry thought. He ran upstairs and grabbed some parchment, ink and a quill. I won't use my own name, it's too common. With that I won't have any reactions... I have to have a name which stands out. Now a normal name... A name you don't hear too often...' He started to think about every name he could come up with. Suddenly he realised that DRACO was a cool name, and that it shouldn't belong to a person like Malfoy. So he had decided. Draco it was...
Then he started writing:
Boy, 15/16 years looks for penpal 4 summer.
Adress: Draco Dursley
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey
He laughed at the idea of Malfoy finding out that he used his name in the muggle newspaper. 'Well, this looks good to me!' he thought and put it in an envelope, placed a stamp on it and began to walk to the nearest postoffice. After a few minutes he arrived and slid his letter in a mailbox. 'I hope it arrives soon! I can't wait to have someone responding!' he thought. He looked at the clock in the postoffice and saw it was almost dinner time, so he walked back home.
"You're late!" uncle Vernon said. "Yeah, sorry. I was just taking a walk." "We were hoping you got kidnapped or something!" Dudley said, snickering. "Now Duds, that's no way to talk to your nephew! Now go and apologise!" Elmira said. "No!" "Yes!" "No!!!" "Aww! They're just like a married couple, don't you think, honey?" Petunia said. "Whatever you say dear..." Vernon grunted.
Finally, dinner was over, and Harry went upstairs to do some homework or something. Normally he would never want to do his homework but since he didn't have anything else to do.... "Let's see, homework... NONE! Aw, they can't do this to me!" he yelled. He lay down on his bed and soon fell asleep.
The next morning he woke up, he ran down the stairs the be the first one to grab the newspaper, it wasn't there. He walked into the kitchen, there at the kitchen table sat uncle Fernon with the newspaper. 'Please, don't watch the advertisements!' Harry begged. "Not much good in the world..." uncle Vernon mumbled. He laid the paper away. Harry made a grab for it. "What are you going to do with MY paper?!" grunted uncle Vernon. "Er... I was going to read it..." Harry said. "Oh. And since when don't we ask for stuff anymore?" "Er... uncle, can I read YOUR paper?" "Okay, go ahead." "Thanks!"
He ran upstairs, "Hey! I want to see my paper in the same state as it was! So don't ruin it!" uncle Vernon yelled at him. Harry flipped trough the newspaper and searched his advertisement. "Here it is..." he murmured. 'I hope I'll get a letter soon!' he thougt and stared a few minutes at the other advertises. He started to compare the other ones to his. They were all better, he thought. There was more about the people! But there were more words, which costed more money, and he had no Muggle money... Not anymore...
*In another town, with another boy...*
'Bored, bored, bored!' he sat up and put on his clothes. He walked downstairs and out of the front door towards the bookshop to buy something to read. He looked at the books, "No, No, never! Not this one!" he said. "Hey something about owls in the newspaper! This could be interesting!" he pulled a newspaper of the shelf and went to the salesman to pay. "I haven't seen you around much here, boy", the salesman said. "Yeah, well, that's because er... I'm on a holiday here! Yeah! A holiday!" "Aha! So you've just arrived then?" "Uh... Yeah!" "Well, if you want really good food, you should go to 'The Mermaid'. That's a fine restaurant... I own it!" "Oh er... Okay, I'll think about it... Bye!" The boy almost ran outside. 'Stupid Muggles!' he thought. He sat down on a bench, and started reading the newspaper. 'The pictures don't even move! I don't get why the stupid Muggles read this crap...' He came to the advertisements page. 'Let's see... Are there pathetic creatures who want penpals? Yup! Lots! Wait a minute... Draco Dursley? DRACO? 'I bet it isn't his real name! Who would call his kid Draco if you have such a idiot name as 'Dursley'!!' he thought and started laughing. 'I'm going to write him a letter and be very annoying to him! Yes! That's what I'm going to do!' he walked back home en started writing.
Hello Draco!
I'm a boy too! Isn't that great! I'm 16 years old,
and was just searching for a penpal! I like your name,
it's very cool! I'm from a little town called Camebrigde.
Well, it's not very little, but it's nice. I won't tell you my
name... yet. This'll keep our correspondence exiting...
If you want to write with me that is. I'll be waiting for your
response! Here's my address:
Bottle road 154
Little Cambridge
Camebridge
P.S. I hope you write back soon!
He ran outside and posted his letter. 'Muggle deliveries always take so much time!' he sighed and walked back inside, "What to do?" he wispered. "You can clean your room! It's always so dirty!" his mother said. "MOM! That's work for the maid!" he hissed and walked into the kitchen to order the cook to fix him something good to eat. "When's dad coming home?" he asked his mum. "I don't know... He didn't say..." "Mum, I think he's cheating, don't you? Why don't you get a devorce?" "DRACO! That's no way to talk about your father!" "Mum, you know just as well as me that father likes girls too much. And not only you, *other* girls too. I bet he's off to..." "No more Draco!" "Okay, I'll shut up." 'I really hope they get a divorce. Then dad won't hit her anymore. And he won't hit ME anymore either. I hope he dies in some way or...' "Dinner, young master Malfoy!" "Coming!"
He sat down at the table. Four servants came to serve him his dinner. "Is it good?" his mother asked. "Good?! How can you call this good?!" he threw his plate at the wall and walked away to his room where he grabbed some choco frogs and began eating them. 'I hope the letter arrives quickly, I can't wait to read his response' he thought.
*back to Harry*
Dinner was great! You're a really good cook Elmira!" Harry said, as it was one of his best dinners he ever had with the Dursleys. He did have to clean up the table, but he didn't care. He went upstairs, petted Hedwig and looked ones more at the newspaper. "I hope I'll get an answer soon..." he thought, before falling asleep.
A few days later, uncle Vernon was acting really strange when he had collected the mail. "Harry, it is really strange. There is a letter for Draco Dursley. The thing is, there is no Draco Dursley..." he said. "Really? Uh... Maybe a friend of mine spelled my name wrong... Can I have it?! Please!!!" UncleVernon remembered what happened the last time Harry didn't get his mail, so he handed it over as quickly as he could. Harry ran upstairs, and started reading the letter. He immediately took his quill and some parchment, and wrote back:
Thanks for writing back,
if you hadn't wrote, I would be really bored
the whole summer. I hope you'll tell me your
name quickly. I just want to confess something.
My real name isn't Draco. But, like you said,
it's a very cool name. I hope We can write as much
as we can, so I won't be bored. My friends are on a
long holiday, so I don't have anything to do. Maybe
after writing with each other some time,
we can meet somewhere? Shall I keep my name a
secret too? My name is really stupid(I think),
that's why I picked a nickname.
Harry took an envelope, put the address and a stamp on it, and ran to the post office. 'I hope he writes back soon!' he thought. 'Hey, maybe he has internet, then we will be able to write much quicker and stuff! I'll ask him in my next letter!
He went back home and began cleaning his room. He fixed the old computer, and checked if internet was still working.
*at Draco's house*
Draco checked the mail every morning till finally he found what he was looking for. He wrote back as soon as he was in his room.
Hello!
Maybe we can meet on the internet?
use e-mail or something, because it's a lot faster!
Cool, of course we can meet some time, but where?
And we can tell our names to each other in person!
But let's not rush into it, I mean, maybe you are just
a perverted freak who wants to kidnap me or something.
I don't think you are, but you could be though. :)
I just had a computer for my birthday, (which was
about half a year in the past...) My dad doesn't like
these science stuff, but my mom made him buy one.
And I myself pay for the internet connection...
Here's my e-mail, mail me a.s.a.p.
DragonMallet@hotmail.com
Two days later the mail arrived at the Dursleys house, Uncle Vernn gave the letter to Harry without saying anything. Harry ran to his computer after reading the letter.
to: DragonMallet@hotmail.com
Hello! This is your penpal here!
No, I'm not a kidnapper! The idea of me being one!
*starts laughing* You're kind of weird to think I'm
one... Well, I have to use the old computer of my
nephew. He had thrown it out of the window, and I've
fixed it. I have put the internet connection in it
myself, and my aunt and uncle don't even know it!
They think Dudley (my nephew) spends all this time on the
i-net. He has a girlfriend too. Or she thinks he is his girl,
he doesn't like her at all! We could meet in a chat-box or something
too... in three weeks or something, we could e-mail a lot in that
time! We could meet in London, I have to buy my school
books and stuff there. What do you think?
Hope to see your e-mail soon!
From: dd_noname@hotmail.com
Harry stood up and went to the bathroom and after that, to the kitchen and drank cola. When he went back to his room he was about to turn of the computer he saw something flickering:
You have 1 new e-mail.
'New e-mail? I have just made this e-mail address!' he thought. He went to his inbox to open it.
to: dd_noname@hotmail.com
Hello! Cool e-mail address you have!
You're nephew sound spoiled….
Meeting in a chat-box is good, but I'm not
aloud to go to London, I buy my school stuff here.
Witch chat-box should we use? Penpal-inn.com?
I'll be there tonight at ten, will you come to?
My nickname will be DragonMallet
CU there!
From: DragonMallet@hotmail.com
Finally, Harry had something to look forward to this day. It was almost dinnertime, and he was really hungry. He hoped Elmira had cooked, since she was way better than aunt Petunia. To his dislike everyone was sitting around the table, which gave uncle Vernon something to yell about. "You're late, Harry…" he said threatening. "Er… Sorry?" "THAT IS NOT ENOUGH! I GUESS IT IS ALLRIGHT IN YOUR SCHOOL TO COME LATE AT DINNER TIME, BUT IN THIS HOUSE, YOU SHALL NOT BE LATE EVER AGAIN! THE FOOD IS GETTING COLD!!!" 'Wait a minute…' uncle Vernon thought, 'Why am I fussing about *him* not being at dinner… That is a good thing! Hmmm…' "Why are you so quiet dear?" Petunia asked. "I er… I was just thinking about something… Harry, take your food and go eat upstairs. And stay there!!!" "Thank you!!" Harry said, and ran away with his plate. 'Did I just do him a favor?!' Vernon asked himself… 'Oh well, I did *me* a favor too, so what the heck!' 'Poor Harry!' Elmira thought. 'All alone in his room… I'll visit him later on…'
A few hours later, Harry was on the Internet once again. He had some fun on Neopets, and waited till 10. Then he went to the chatbox, and logged in as DD_NoName. His penpal wasn't there yet. He started up another window, and played a Meerca Chase. He was so bored, he even wanted to be around the Dursleys. But finally, at 10 past 10, a beep came. He had a message!
DragonMallet: Hi!
DD_NoName: Hi! Long time no see eh? Where were you?
DragonMallet: Just had to do… er… stuff…
DD_NoName: Yeah, right.
DragonMallet: I swear!!! Please forgive me for being late!
DD_NoName: I've forgiven you…
DragonMallet: I'm eternally grateful! What can I do to make it up?
DD_NoName: Just talk to me every day, until I get bored of you *grins evilly*
DragonMallet: Hahahaha! You'll never get bored of *me*!!! I swear!!
DD_NoName: Yeah right!
Suddenly the door opened in Harry's room. "hiii! I knew you were all alone in here! So I decided to keep you company!!!" 'Oh no! Not now! Elmira!' Harry thought. "Er… That's very kind of you, but I wanna be alone right now…" "What are you doing? Ah, you're in a chat-box! I just love to chat! Who are you? DD_NoName, or that other one? Can I help? I wanna chat tooooo!!!"
DragonMallet: Where are you?
DragonMallet: You still there?
DD_NoName: Yeah, but the girlfriend of my nephew just came in. She wants to chat too…
DragonMallet: 'S ok with me…
DD_NoName: Hiii! What's your name?
DragonMallet: My name is *PEEEP* (Censored! MUAHHAHAHAAAA!!)
DD_NoName: I'm Elmira! Nice to meet you, PEEEP! *grins*
DragonMallet: Pleasure's all mine… Now tell me, Elmira, what is the name of the boy next to you?
DragonMallet: *Grins*
DD_NoName: His name is… Oh hehe! Sorry! I can't tell you!
DD_NoName: MUAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAA!!!!
DragonMallet: *sob*
Chapter 2
Harry had opened the letter, and began reading:
Dear Harry!
You are not going to believe this, but it is the truth.
Hermione and I... Well, let's just say we've grown
closer together... And we're now going with Charlie
to watch dragons in Asia, so we won't be writing
much, because we can't take our owls with us. And I
don't trust these dragons... :) I'll write you as soon as
we return, but that'll be in about 6 weeks... I'll miss
you! And Hermione says she'll miss you too! I hope
you'll come and stay with us the last week of the
holiday! It'll be fun! Well, cya later!
Greets Ron
and Hermione
Harry felt tears pricking behind his eyes. It seemed he was all alone, the whole summer! No friends to write, no letters which could be received... He could write with Sirius, but it just wasn't the same... He strumbled downstairs, and picked up the newspaper that was on the floor. He was so bored that he would do anything at the moment, so he began reading the newspaper. When he came to the page with advertisements, he saw a few advertisements of kids who wanted penpals. 'Hey! I could advertise too!' Harry thought. He ran upstairs and grabbed some parchment, ink and a quill. I won't use my own name, it's too common. With that I won't have any reactions... I have to have a name which stands out. Now a normal name... A name you don't hear too often...' He started to think about every name he could come up with. Suddenly he realised that DRACO was a cool name, and that it shouldn't belong to a person like Malfoy. So he had decided. Draco it was...
Then he started writing:
Boy, 15/16 years looks for penpal 4 summer.
Adress: Draco Dursley
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey
He laughed at the idea of Malfoy finding out that he used his name in the muggle newspaper. 'Well, this looks good to me!' he thought and put it in an envelope, placed a stamp on it and began to walk to the nearest postoffice. After a few minutes he arrived and slid his letter in a mailbox. 'I hope it arrives soon! I can't wait to have someone responding!' he thought. He looked at the clock in the postoffice and saw it was almost dinner time, so he walked back home.
"You're late!" uncle Vernon said. "Yeah, sorry. I was just taking a walk." "We were hoping you got kidnapped or something!" Dudley said, snickering. "Now Duds, that's no way to talk to your nephew! Now go and apologise!" Elmira said. "No!" "Yes!" "No!!!" "Aww! They're just like a married couple, don't you think, honey?" Petunia said. "Whatever you say dear..." Vernon grunted.
Finally, dinner was over, and Harry went upstairs to do some homework or something. Normally he would never want to do his homework but since he didn't have anything else to do.... "Let's see, homework... NONE! Aw, they can't do this to me!" he yelled. He lay down on his bed and soon fell asleep.
The next morning he woke up, he ran down the stairs the be the first one to grab the newspaper, it wasn't there. He walked into the kitchen, there at the kitchen table sat uncle Fernon with the newspaper. 'Please, don't watch the advertisements!' Harry begged. "Not much good in the world..." uncle Vernon mumbled. He laid the paper away. Harry made a grab for it. "What are you going to do with MY paper?!" grunted uncle Vernon. "Er... I was going to read it..." Harry said. "Oh. And since when don't we ask for stuff anymore?" "Er... uncle, can I read YOUR paper?" "Okay, go ahead." "Thanks!"
He ran upstairs, "Hey! I want to see my paper in the same state as it was! So don't ruin it!" uncle Vernon yelled at him. Harry flipped trough the newspaper and searched his advertisement. "Here it is..." he murmured. 'I hope I'll get a letter soon!' he thougt and stared a few minutes at the other advertises. He started to compare the other ones to his. They were all better, he thought. There was more about the people! But there were more words, which costed more money, and he had no Muggle money... Not anymore...
*In another town, with another boy...*
'Bored, bored, bored!' he sat up and put on his clothes. He walked downstairs and out of the front door towards the bookshop to buy something to read. He looked at the books, "No, No, never! Not this one!" he said. "Hey something about owls in the newspaper! This could be interesting!" he pulled a newspaper of the shelf and went to the salesman to pay. "I haven't seen you around much here, boy", the salesman said. "Yeah, well, that's because er... I'm on a holiday here! Yeah! A holiday!" "Aha! So you've just arrived then?" "Uh... Yeah!" "Well, if you want really good food, you should go to 'The Mermaid'. That's a fine restaurant... I own it!" "Oh er... Okay, I'll think about it... Bye!" The boy almost ran outside. 'Stupid Muggles!' he thought. He sat down on a bench, and started reading the newspaper. 'The pictures don't even move! I don't get why the stupid Muggles read this crap...' He came to the advertisements page. 'Let's see... Are there pathetic creatures who want penpals? Yup! Lots! Wait a minute... Draco Dursley? DRACO? 'I bet it isn't his real name! Who would call his kid Draco if you have such a idiot name as 'Dursley'!!' he thought and started laughing. 'I'm going to write him a letter and be very annoying to him! Yes! That's what I'm going to do!' he walked back home en started writing.
Hello Draco!
I'm a boy too! Isn't that great! I'm 16 years old,
and was just searching for a penpal! I like your name,
it's very cool! I'm from a little town called Camebrigde.
Well, it's not very little, but it's nice. I won't tell you my
name... yet. This'll keep our correspondence exiting...
If you want to write with me that is. I'll be waiting for your
response! Here's my address:
Bottle road 154
Little Cambridge
Camebridge
P.S. I hope you write back soon!
He ran outside and posted his letter. 'Muggle deliveries always take so much time!' he sighed and walked back inside, "What to do?" he wispered. "You can clean your room! It's always so dirty!" his mother said. "MOM! That's work for the maid!" he hissed and walked into the kitchen to order the cook to fix him something good to eat. "When's dad coming home?" he asked his mum. "I don't know... He didn't say..." "Mum, I think he's cheating, don't you? Why don't you get a devorce?" "DRACO! That's no way to talk about your father!" "Mum, you know just as well as me that father likes girls too much. And not only you, *other* girls too. I bet he's off to..." "No more Draco!" "Okay, I'll shut up." 'I really hope they get a divorce. Then dad won't hit her anymore. And he won't hit ME anymore either. I hope he dies in some way or...' "Dinner, young master Malfoy!" "Coming!"
He sat down at the table. Four servants came to serve him his dinner. "Is it good?" his mother asked. "Good?! How can you call this good?!" he threw his plate at the wall and walked away to his room where he grabbed some choco frogs and began eating them. 'I hope the letter arrives quickly, I can't wait to read his response' he thought.
*back to Harry*
Dinner was great! You're a really good cook Elmira!" Harry said, as it was one of his best dinners he ever had with the Dursleys. He did have to clean up the table, but he didn't care. He went upstairs, petted Hedwig and looked ones more at the newspaper. "I hope I'll get an answer soon..." he thought, before falling asleep.
A few days later, uncle Vernon was acting really strange when he had collected the mail. "Harry, it is really strange. There is a letter for Draco Dursley. The thing is, there is no Draco Dursley..." he said. "Really? Uh... Maybe a friend of mine spelled my name wrong... Can I have it?! Please!!!" UncleVernon remembered what happened the last time Harry didn't get his mail, so he handed it over as quickly as he could. Harry ran upstairs, and started reading the letter. He immediately took his quill and some parchment, and wrote back:
Thanks for writing back,
if you hadn't wrote, I would be really bored
the whole summer. I hope you'll tell me your
name quickly. I just want to confess something.
My real name isn't Draco. But, like you said,
it's a very cool name. I hope We can write as much
as we can, so I won't be bored. My friends are on a
long holiday, so I don't have anything to do. Maybe
after writing with each other some time,
we can meet somewhere? Shall I keep my name a
secret too? My name is really stupid(I think),
that's why I picked a nickname.
Harry took an envelope, put the address and a stamp on it, and ran to the post office. 'I hope he writes back soon!' he thought. 'Hey, maybe he has internet, then we will be able to write much quicker and stuff! I'll ask him in my next letter!
He went back home and began cleaning his room. He fixed the old computer, and checked if internet was still working.
*at Draco's house*
Draco checked the mail every morning till finally he found what he was looking for. He wrote back as soon as he was in his room.
Hello!
Maybe we can meet on the internet?
use e-mail or something, because it's a lot faster!
Cool, of course we can meet some time, but where?
And we can tell our names to each other in person!
But let's not rush into it, I mean, maybe you are just
a perverted freak who wants to kidnap me or something.
I don't think you are, but you could be though. :)
I just had a computer for my birthday, (which was
about half a year in the past...) My dad doesn't like
these science stuff, but my mom made him buy one.
And I myself pay for the internet connection...
Here's my e-mail, mail me a.s.a.p.
DragonMallet@hotmail.com
Two days later the mail arrived at the Dursleys house, Uncle Vernn gave the letter to Harry without saying anything. Harry ran to his computer after reading the letter.
to: DragonMallet@hotmail.com
Hello! This is your penpal here!
No, I'm not a kidnapper! The idea of me being one!
*starts laughing* You're kind of weird to think I'm
one... Well, I have to use the old computer of my
nephew. He had thrown it out of the window, and I've
fixed it. I have put the internet connection in it
myself, and my aunt and uncle don't even know it!
They think Dudley (my nephew) spends all this time on the
i-net. He has a girlfriend too. Or she thinks he is his girl,
he doesn't like her at all! We could meet in a chat-box or something
too... in three weeks or something, we could e-mail a lot in that
time! We could meet in London, I have to buy my school
books and stuff there. What do you think?
Hope to see your e-mail soon!
From: dd_noname@hotmail.com
Harry stood up and went to the bathroom and after that, to the kitchen and drank cola. When he went back to his room he was about to turn of the computer he saw something flickering:
You have 1 new e-mail.
'New e-mail? I have just made this e-mail address!' he thought. He went to his inbox to open it.
to: dd_noname@hotmail.com
Hello! Cool e-mail address you have!
You're nephew sound spoiled….
Meeting in a chat-box is good, but I'm not
aloud to go to London, I buy my school stuff here.
Witch chat-box should we use? Penpal-inn.com?
I'll be there tonight at ten, will you come to?
My nickname will be DragonMallet
CU there!
From: DragonMallet@hotmail.com
Finally, Harry had something to look forward to this day. It was almost dinnertime, and he was really hungry. He hoped Elmira had cooked, since she was way better than aunt Petunia. To his dislike everyone was sitting around the table, which gave uncle Vernon something to yell about. "You're late, Harry…" he said threatening. "Er… Sorry?" "THAT IS NOT ENOUGH! I GUESS IT IS ALLRIGHT IN YOUR SCHOOL TO COME LATE AT DINNER TIME, BUT IN THIS HOUSE, YOU SHALL NOT BE LATE EVER AGAIN! THE FOOD IS GETTING COLD!!!" 'Wait a minute…' uncle Vernon thought, 'Why am I fussing about *him* not being at dinner… That is a good thing! Hmmm…' "Why are you so quiet dear?" Petunia asked. "I er… I was just thinking about something… Harry, take your food and go eat upstairs. And stay there!!!" "Thank you!!" Harry said, and ran away with his plate. 'Did I just do him a favor?!' Vernon asked himself… 'Oh well, I did *me* a favor too, so what the heck!' 'Poor Harry!' Elmira thought. 'All alone in his room… I'll visit him later on…'
A few hours later, Harry was on the Internet once again. He had some fun on Neopets, and waited till 10. Then he went to the chatbox, and logged in as DD_NoName. His penpal wasn't there yet. He started up another window, and played a Meerca Chase. He was so bored, he even wanted to be around the Dursleys. But finally, at 10 past 10, a beep came. He had a message!
DragonMallet: Hi!
DD_NoName: Hi! Long time no see eh? Where were you?
DragonMallet: Just had to do… er… stuff…
DD_NoName: Yeah, right.
DragonMallet: I swear!!! Please forgive me for being late!
DD_NoName: I've forgiven you…
DragonMallet: I'm eternally grateful! What can I do to make it up?
DD_NoName: Just talk to me every day, until I get bored of you *grins evilly*
DragonMallet: Hahahaha! You'll never get bored of *me*!!! I swear!!
DD_NoName: Yeah right!
Suddenly the door opened in Harry's room. "hiii! I knew you were all alone in here! So I decided to keep you company!!!" 'Oh no! Not now! Elmira!' Harry thought. "Er… That's very kind of you, but I wanna be alone right now…" "What are you doing? Ah, you're in a chat-box! I just love to chat! Who are you? DD_NoName, or that other one? Can I help? I wanna chat tooooo!!!"
DragonMallet: Where are you?
DragonMallet: You still there?
DD_NoName: Yeah, but the girlfriend of my nephew just came in. She wants to chat too…
DragonMallet: 'S ok with me…
DD_NoName: Hiii! What's your name?
DragonMallet: My name is *PEEEP* (Censored! MUAHHAHAHAAAA!!)
DD_NoName: I'm Elmira! Nice to meet you, PEEEP! *grins*
DragonMallet: Pleasure's all mine… Now tell me, Elmira, what is the name of the boy next to you?
DragonMallet: *Grins*
DD_NoName: His name is… Oh hehe! Sorry! I can't tell you!
DD_NoName: MUAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAA!!!!
DragonMallet: *sob*