And the silliness continues with the Austin Powers Ending!!!

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Draco's mind was too confused to think. Too confused to sleep. He just sat by the fireplace with his mind blank, vaguely aware that he had a duel at midnight the next day. Hours passed, and he eventually went to bed sometime the next afternoon. When he awoke at 11:45, he dressed in his finest robes and neatly styled his hair. It wasn't everyday you killed The Boy Who Lived.

Draco apparated back to the place where all this began. He spotted a figure, dressed in a cloak with the hood up, facing away from him. Potter. All thoughts of dignity and honor gave way to feelings of anger and revenge. Fuck being an honorable wizard. He was going to make sure the little git got what he deserved, no matter what. Draco pulled out his wand, narrowed his eyes, and loudly said those fateful two words. A green light shot out of his wand, and the figure crumpled instantly.

"Malfoy! What the hell are you doing?"

Draco froze. That voice made his blood run cold. He slowly turned around, coming face to face with Harry Potter. Draco felt his mouth go dry and his whole body go numb. Who had he killed?

He raced over to the figure and pulled back the hood. It had happened so quickly, Elisabeth probably hadn't felt a thing. Every feeling consumed Draco: sadness, horror, shock, nauseau. He tried to speak, but only jumbled words came out. Harry finally realized what had happened. "Oh my god...." His eyes met Draco's. Draco fell to his knees, and looked up, with his arms reaching towards the sky and cried "NOOOOOOOO!? WHY GOD, WHY?"

All of a sudden, Harry's eyes lit up. 'Wait a tick, I conveniently have a time turner in my pocket. Why don't you just go back in time and stop yourself before you accidently kill Elisabeth?"

"Why Harry, that's a bloody good idea!" and with that they the set the time turner for 10 minutes ago.

(Draco goes back in time and somehow in the process becomes a 60's style swingin' international man of mystery)

He spots his former self just about to pull his wand. "WAIT!!!" he screams. Draco looks up. "Gor Blimey! Who in the bloody hell are you?"

"Why, I'm Draco from 10 minutes ago."

"Damn, you are handsome. "

"So are you. You're a sexy bitch."

"Yes, Draco from ten minutes ago. We are sexy bitches.!"

They stand their admiring each other before Draco from 10 minutes ago pulls himself together. "Listen, the person you are about to kill isn't Harry. It's Elisabeth! She came here in hopes of stopping the duel. This whole thing is silly, really. I mean, love is a powerful thing, baby. You can't blame Harry for falling in love, especially with someone as shagadellic as Elisabeth."

"You're right Draco from 10 minutes ago. Come on Elisabeth. What do you say we go back to my pad, hop on the good foot and do the bad thing?"

"Oh Draco!"


**A Little Later*

Draco is strolling down the hall carrying a bottle of champagne. He hears orgasmic sounds coming from inside the bedroom. He opens the door, and Elisabeth throws back the covers, looking shocked.

"What the-"
The covers on the other side of the bed are thrown back, revealing Draco from 10 minutes ago with an impish grin on his face. "It's not really cheating, you know. " He pauses, looking Draco up and down. "My God man, you are one sexy bitch."

Draco laughs in agreement. "We ARE sexy bitches!!!"

The End