Authors note: I don't own any of the charecters but Twi, Draku, and Samma...everyone else belongs to J.K. Rowling...or who ever...Oh, and about that Slash stuff I mentioned before, I kinda lost intrest in it...but you never know, the thought may come to to me again, some time :o)
Oh, and could someone please tell me who the Slytherin Quidditch Captian is??? It'll come in handy...
Chapter 2
Twilight laughed, and blew softly over the little dots where where Viktor, and Hermione, and suddenly the image rose out from the paper, and hovered above it.
"Viktor! Whatever are you doing here?" Hermione asked, wrapping her arm's around his neck.
(A/N: I'm not gonna type in an accent. Sorry) "I couldn't wait to see you!" He said, hugging her tightly.
"I thought we desided to-"
"Oh I know...but still..." Viktor shrugged.
"All right...come up to the-" Hermione stopped in mid sentance, "Viktor...is someone watching us?"
"No..." Viktor looked at her oddly.
"Oh..." She shrugged, "I have the oddest feeling..."
Twilight blew across the back of Hermione's neck, startiling her.
"What was that?" She jumped around.
"Maybe we better get you inside..." Viktor put his arm around her shoulder.
"What are are you doing?" Harry whispered in Twilight's ear, watching as she reached through the picture,and sqeezed on the back of Viktor's neck, right on a pressur point.
He let out a girlish scream, and did a double take, whipping around, and staring around, but seeing nothing.
Meanwhile, Twilight was laughing so hard, she fell out of her seat. Between giggles, she managed to mutter a: "What's done is done.", and the image vanished off, and she got up off the floor in time to pocket the map, just as Snape walked in the room.
"Professer? Hermione Granger, and Viktor Krum are on the grounds..." Twilight tattled.
"Your sure?" He asked.
"Uh huh." She nodded.
Suddenly out of no where, Filtch appered, weezing, "Yes professer?"
"Report that student's are on the grounds." Snape told him, then watched him leave the room to retrive them, "Come with me Twilight."
"Yes sir." She followed him, waving at Harry as she left.
He lead her down to his office, where he began a savage attack on her mouth, which she matched quickly, testing his skin with her teeth, and fangs, her eyes glowing a deep black, all of a sudden changing to red.
"Twi, could you retract them please?" Snape stopped her.
"But-" her eye's dimmed.
"Please?"
Twilight sighed, and began to retract her fangs, feeling the pain of them dwelling back into her gum, and feeling the blood gush into her mouth slowly.
"I'm sorry." Snape whispered, I just don't want to take the chance of getting bit."
Twilight let her fang's settle, then slowly began kissing him again lightly.
Meanwhile, Harry Potter was opening the Maurader's Map, "I solemly swear I am up to no good."
He noted the posistion of Professer Draku, and Samma's dot's, extreamly close, but not close enough, but it was Twilight, and Snape's dots...er dot rather that interested him.
The two where so close, their two seperate dot's had formed into one.
He tried to think of how Twilight had spied on Viktor, and Hermione, so slowly he blew over their dots...nothing happened... He cursed, and stuffed the map back in his pocket, discusted.
Meanwhile, by that time already, Serevus had backed up into the door that lead into his bedroom, and was attempting to turn the door handle, without removing his mouth from Twilight's for to long.
Finally he got the door to open, and he backed up inside, letting her kick the door shut, and lock it, before they fell back onto the bed, and began starting to remove each other's clothing.
"Wait...hold on..." Serevus stopped her for a moment, "What about-"
"It's taken care of..." She mummered, and began kissing him up and down his shoulder's, and chest.
"Are you positive? I don't exactly need a-"
"It's taken care of..." She looked deep into his eyes, and he let her continue what he was doing, then stopped her again.
"Are you positive?"
Twilight smiled at him, "I swear to you...It's all taken care off."
"What? Are you barron or something?"
"Would it matter if I was?" Twilight asked, sighing, and moving away from him.
"Well, no...Where are you going? C'mon Twi..." He grabbed her wrists, and pulled her back into his lap, "I'm sorry. I'm just being careful. It's become a habit with you..." His toung slid across her ear.
"I think I better go..." She pulled away from him.
"Twilight!" He hissed, as he pulled her back, "No. I'm just being careful OK? Pregnaut student's are not a Hogwart's kinda thing, OK?" (A/N: Yea I know. Major American-ization...I can't help it.)
"All right...All right..." She pushed his hand's away.
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It was awhile later, as Snape was quietly watching Twilight's sleeping form, his body still throbbing, that he began to think about when morning came, and the rumor's began to fly.He pressed his lips to Twi's shoulder, and nudged his face into the crook of her neck.
"Whats wrong?" Twi asked, her eye's flickering open in the darkness, as she ran a hand up bare back.
"Nothing Love. Go back to sleep." He lay back on the pillows.
He listened to her breathing slow, as she fell back asleep, then slipped out of bed, pulled a robe over his head, and pushed his way into his office.
Turning his chair toward's the window, watching the moon and the star's outside, not hearing when Twilight came into the room, but feeling when she ran her hands agenst his chest, where the robe fell open.
"What are you thinking about?" She whispered in his ear, "And you dare say 'nothing'. I'm sick of that word."
"I'm thinking about when morning comes, and the rumor's start flying...Especially the true ones." He pulled her down into his lap, twining his arm's around her waist.
"Let them...they can't do anything about it." She shrugged, then put her arm's around his neck, "It's going to fine..."
"I hope so..." He leaned his forehead, agenst her's, thinking; So young...so pure...yet so..., he stopped himself, and sighed, "C'mon. Let's go back to bed...."
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Twilight stared across the table at Malfoy, who was in raves about the night before.
"And what do you do afterwards?" He asked, throwing his hands in the air, "You go off with Snape to dention, so it doesn't look as bad..."
"Draco!" She slapped him hard across the face, "Shut up! There are other people in this room."
"Why should I shut up? Doesn't everyone know yet?" he asked, stumbing back like a drunk fool, "Oh goody! I get the joy of telling everyone in the INTIRE SCHOOL!"
"Draco Malfoy, you even utter one damn word, and I will make your life I living hell..."
"Oh how? Snape made you retract your fangs...your useless until they come out...."
"I don't need my fangs to cast you into a life of dispare...Remember this, My father is Lord Voldemort, and taught me well enough..." She grabbed the pressure point in the back of his neck, like she had done to Viktor Krum on many occations when she had met him.
He coiled, but she had to firm a grip on him, "Worthless mudblood."
"What did you call me?"
"A worthless mud-blood...because thats what you are! Your no daughter to Voldemort!"
Twilight's eyes flickered red, "Your asking for it arn't you?"
"Your fang's are useless in your gum, Twilight..."
"All right, all right...Break it up you two..." Professer McGonagall (sp?) made her way between them, "What's all this about?"
"Nothing Professer..." Twilight shook her head, "Something stupid..."
"Well, Come along...Draco, go sit at the other end of the table, and please try to stay away from each other from now on..." She patted both of them on the shoulder, then made her way across the room again.
They stared each other down for a moment, Twilight's eye's still red, then Draco spun around, and out of the room.
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"Okay, Malfoy, Riddle...we're trying to have a 'meeting' here...so would you please pay attention?"
"I am paying attention..." Twilight said, grabbing the back of Draco's neck, as her defence to get him to stop yammering.
"All right...Twilight, we have an opening for you...Keeper. I'm willing to be Chaser from the sidelines..."
"All right..." She nodded, "Fine with me."
"All right...can we see your broom? What kind of shape it's in."
"It's brand new. I just got it for my birthday last month."
"Can we please see it?"
"All right...I suppose...don't crowd me though." She snapped her fingers, and her Sky Blue hovered in front of her.
"Oh my..."
"Where did she get that?"
"How did she get that?"
"My dad couldn't even afford half the handle!"
"My dad would be lucky if he could afford even that!"
"My mom could afford it...but she's saving up for 'Brat Face'...you know. Simmons."
"Oh, I'm uh, sorry I douted you Twilight..."
Twilight shrugged, "That's fine...I just don't like being flashy thats all."
"Would you let go of my neck?" Draco asked, still twisting to get out of her reach.
"Stay still, and stop talking, and maybe she would...All right, let's go practice..."
Twilight let go of the back of Draco's neck, and got up from the bench, grabbing her broom, following the other's on the team out to the middle of the Pitch.
"K, do we have enough player's to spilt in half?"
"No..." Everyone shook their head's.
"Oh, not for a propper game...I mean we can let the extra's play too..."
"Oh, yes, I suppose we do..."
They spilt into uneven team's, and began a mock game.
"Draco! Leave Twilight alone, and go play your part!"
"You wanna fight in mid air, Draco?" Twilight taunted, throwing the quaffle over to the other chaser, "Bring it on..."
"I wouldn't want to risk falling 50 feet down, thanks..."
"Awww...where are you little body gaurd's? Scared to fight me yourself?"
"I don't hit women..."
"Don't forget though...I'm more of a woman, then anyone else in this intire school..."
"Oh, yea? And you the biggest slut too!"
"So? What's your point? A girl not allowed to have a little...fun?"
"Where I come from-"
Twilight caught the qauffle, and slammed her broom handle into Draco's stomach, when she spun around, to throw it into one of the goal's.
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
"Hey, if I kill you, maybe they'll let me drain you for blood..." Twilight shrugged.
"All right you two...Get down to the ground, and sort this out...I don't need someone falling, and killing themselves."
Watching each other, both Draco, and Twilight lowered their broom's down to the ground.
They stared at each other, anger in their eyes.
"So, are you going to fight me, or what? It's your call."
"I don't hit women..." He repeated.
"Aww...that's a shame..." She tilted her head, "C'mon Malfoy...Hit me..."
"No!" He resisted the urge.
"Why not?" She walked around him slowly, "Scared?"
"No..."
"Getting that feeling in your stomach?"
"It's not my stomach, and no!"
"Aww...are you sure?"
"Positive. You discust me."
"That's a shame..."
"Why's that..."
"Oh well...you don't care, so I guess it doesn't matter all that much...now if you don't mind, I'm going to go join back up with the game..."
She mounted her broom, and left Draco there by himself on the ground.
It wasn't soon after, when that buldger hit her...square in the head...and Malfoy dropped the club he had hit it at her with...
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"Sebrina, where's Twilight?" Snape asked, going over roll call.
"In the hospital wing, Professer...Malfoy hit a buldger at her, and it hit her in the head at this morning's practice. They where fighting earlier...the buldger hit her in the head, and she fell down...about oh say, twenty, fifty feet maybe..."
"What was Malfoy doing with a club? He's a seeker."
"I don't know, Professer..." She shrugged.
"All right...umm...Sebrina, could you please finish roll call for me, and then there are instructions...I'll-ah, be right back." he made his way out of the room.
Sebrina looked after him, shaking her head, "Yes Professer..."
