It has been a while since I last updated (a whole week practically) and I know that you have all wanted to know what happens to my poor little prisoner.
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Chapter Summary: Enter "daisy" who happens to be the sexiest thing on two legs
That Time of the Month
Chapter Four: Daisy Dragons
A very pretty blonde girl stepped out of the Gryffindor common room, and peered about worriedly. She looked down at herself, and was slightly amused by the tight white blouse and black leather mini-skirt she was wearing. She noted the chest and gasped. 'How did they manage this" she thought. Another head appeared out of the portrait hole.
Parvati exclaimed, "There you are Daisy, we haven't finished with you yet."
The blonde widened her eyes and shook her head vigorously.
Before she could move, the other girl grabbed her and threw her back into the common room.
Daisy saw a crowd of girls holding curling irons, eyeliner, lipstick, eye shadow, blush, and other various means of continuing torture. Reluctantly she sat back down in the chair.
Hermione called, "Did Ickle Drakie..I mean Daisy think she would get away?"
Daisy groaned, a half an hour earlier she had been Draco Malfoy the son of Lucius and Narcissa. Now, he was a beautiful blonde girl. He recalled that in order to get him into the revealing clothing that the girls would had to have seen his manhood. He silently wondered what they had thought. As the girls mercilessly slathered makeup all over his face, he crossed his legs impatiently. He winced as he recalled the vicious waxing he had received earlier.
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"Oh don't worry, it won't hurt badly." grinned Lavender Brown
"We'll be gentle." Padma promised.
They had coated his legs in a burning, sticky substance that made tears come to his eyes. The girls then laid a thin sheet of paper on the goo, and let it sit momentarily. After a minute, Hermione grabbed a corner of the paper, and pulled sharply downward with all the strength she could muster. Draco screamed and tears began coursing down his face. After they did the second leg, Draco passed out.
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When they had finished the makeup, they allowed Draco (Daisy) to use the bathroom on the condition that he wouldn't wash away their efforts. The prisoner looked in the mirror and gasped. A female voice yelled from outside the door, "From Drama Queen to Drag Queen, eh Drakie?"
"Shove it you stupid Gryffindor whore."
The door was blasted into smithereens and Draco was instantaneously surrounded by a threatening hoard of Gryffindor girls.
"What did you call me?" they chorused.
"Er..nothing" Draco squeaked.
"That's what we thought."
Two larger seventh year girls grabbed Draco by his arms and threw him out the door of the Gryffindor common room without his wand. Draco ran down the stairs and knocked into two boys climbing them.
"Excuse me" one of the boys said politely. Blushing from the roots of his flaming red hair down to his toes.
"Yeah sorry," said his raven-haired accomplice.
"Potter, Weasley, what do you think that you two dim-wits are doing bowling people over in the middle of the staicase?" Draco shouted.
"How did you know our names?" inquired a very confused Harry.
"Uh, lucky guess." suggested Draco who was trying to avoid confessing his identity. He(she, it) turned and continued descending the flight of stairs.
"Whoever that was she sure was pretty." Ron admitted.
"Ugh, she sure was a bitch, reminds me of someone really… Anyways, you're dating "Mione you shouldn't be looking for other girls."
"You liked her yourself, didn'tchya?"
"No, what did you think about Quidditch practise the other day?"
Ron laughed as the two resumed the climb to Gryffindor Tower.
A/N: Not really long, but you all know what happened to poor Ickle Drakie. I wonder how it will turn out… Should I post more? Let me know.