OKAY!!!! CHAPPIE TWO!!!! BTW: Draco learned Japanese from his mother, and Lucius knows a little
here and there.
*Blows big kiss to Sailor Sun* Thanks for your flame Sailor Sun. Now, while your
at it, practice your spelling, and a better arguement over my fic. *Grins* Now, a comment
from my bitchy muse, CELES!!!
Celes: Sailor Sun, Screamie is a stubborn annoying little-
*Taps foot*
Celes: Back to the point, if you don't like a fic, instead of flaming it, why don't you try
NOT READING WHAT YOU DON'T LIKE!!!! *Smirks* Just a thought.
Chibi-kun: You forgot about me!
This is my other muse, Chibi-kun. He's a sweeeeetie!
Celes: And a dumbass.
Chibi-kun: And we wana thank all of the nice reviewers! *Huge smile* You guys are great!
^.^ Everyone knows I don't own any of these things. Sue if ya wana, I got
all the pencils you want!!!! Hehehehe
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Usagi opened her eyes. It was morning.
Damn.
She hated mornings.
She looked at her husband who was, at the moment, holding her like she was a teddy bear.
She shook him.
"Lucius. Lucius!"
He didn't respond.
"Get up."
She started shaking his head. He swatted at her hands.
Okay. Fine.
She started getting out of his arms, when they became tighter around her in protest.
"Lucius!"
She started waving her arms. "I... ne...ed t..o.... bre...athe!"
She grabbed a feather from a pillow and put it on his nose. He let her go and turned over.
"Lucius get up."
No response.
"Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up."
She shook his shoulder. He swatted at her hand. He slapped her hand! It stung.
She winced. Then she got pissed.
"GET UP!" She shouted, turning 45 degrees and using her feet to shove her stubborn husband off of
the bed.
He landed and was still asleep. She looked at him... and sweatdropped.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the 'King of this Household'." She muttered sarcastically.
She moved to get up, when she saw a house elf standing in the doorway with wide eyes.
"Good Morning, Lizby. Can you get me a large, very cold glass of water, please?"
"Yes Ma'am." Lizby the house elf ran off, and came back seconds later with a freezing glass of water.
"Thank you Lizby. We'll be out of the room in a couple of minutes, if you would like to wait."
"Yes'm." (For those who don't know, this used to be slang for "Yes Ma'am.")
Usagi poured the water. It hit.
Lucius jumped up so fast he nearly hurt himself. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!?!?"
He looked at Usagi accusingly, eyeing the cup in her hand.
"You wouldn't get up, and you slapped my hand." She pouted. "I even kicked you off the bed!"
He looked at her. "I-"
Usagi held up her hand, then continued. "I'm even tempted to make you sleep on the couch."
His eyes widened. He went even paler than he was naturally. (Caaasper the friennnndly ghooooost! J/K!)
"For.... hmm you smacked my hand, then wouldn't wake up... 1... no... 2... ah yes... 4 months."
His jaw dropped. "Th-th-that's not fair!"
"Neither is you slapping my hand. Me, your beloved wife of how many devoted years?"
He gulped. "Sixteen." He answered.
"And if we add how long we dated before we were married, how many years have we been together?"
"Twenty years." He said, looking very very very nervous.
"Okay. Twenty weeks on the couch."
His eyes grew to the size of grapefruits. He got on his knees and started the begging. He even went as far
as to be hugging her knees while he was on his own, begging.
"Ohhhhhhh I suppose I could forgive you this time."
He grinned.
"I have to go wake up our son." She said, walking out.
"Lizby?" Lucius asked after a second.
"Yes sir?"
"Do you have someone you love?"
"Lizby loves her family, sir."
He nodded. "Well, I love that woman soooo much. I've even resorted to begging at her feet. Good lord, I'm hopeless."
He shook his head.
"Hopeless, sir?"
"Yes Lizby. Hopeless. After twenty years, I'm still hopelessly in love with that woman. She came in, took over, and has held
the reigns ever since." (Then she did her job as a woman! Hehehehe!)
He grabbed his clothes and his robes for the day, and exited the room, to head to the bathroom, to shower and change.
Lizby began mopping up the water on the floor, chuckling to herself about the amusement this morning.
OUTSIDE DRACO'S ROOM....
Usagi knocked on her son's door.
No answer.
She tried again.
Not even a rustle of sheets.
She sighed. He just HAD to take after his father on this one, didn't he? Atleast SHE woke up at the alarm clock!
She pounded on the door.
And pounded................
And pounded....................
And pounded........................
She growled, and quit pounding before she broke the bloody door. Yes, after living in Britain for the better part of twenty years,
she picked up A LOT of British phrases.
She opened the door, and found what she expected. Her son's messy room, with schoolbooks all over the floor, pieces of parchment on
the ground ('Undoubtedly homework' she thought), quills, spilt ink, clothes on the floor, his belongings all over the place, articles
of his favourite Quidditch teams, action figures of Quidditch players and other wizards and witches walking all around, paint on the walls
from his spilt paintset on the ground... oh yes, this was definitely a typical teenagers room.
Most mothers would be horrified.
She wasn't.
Most mothers would be furious.
She wasn't.
Most richbitch high class pureblood magic mothers would just leave it for the house elves to deal with.
She wouldn't.
"Draco, up."
Not a peep.
"DRACO, UP!"
He grumbled something unintelligable, and turned over.
She removed the covers.
He sleepily grabbed at the air for them.
"Draco, up. Now."
"I don't wana..." He muttered sleepily.
"I'm losing my patience, Draco."
"Go away..." He muttered, turning over on his stomach and covering his head with a pillow.
"DRACO TATSU-RYUU MALFOY! UP! NOW!"
He whined pitifully and sat up. "I'm up. I'm up." He muttered looking very upset about it.
"Even though I just got home yesterday, Okaasan, and even though I stayed up late studying for
my finals during the last two weeks, and even though it was an exhausting train ride..."
"Almost as exhausting as thrashing your room?"
His eyes widened, but he tactfully ignored that question and continued, "And even though I had to
deal with Potter, Weasley, and that Mudblood-"
"DRACO TATSU-RYUU MALFOY! WATCH YOUR MOUTH!"
He looked fairly ashamed of himself. "Gomen nasai, Okaasan, I had to get used to saying it."
She got that same, sad, distant look she always got. "I know. It'll all be over soon."
He nodded, before adding one last thing. "And I even had to do Uncle Severus' final!"
"Everyone does!"
"But he waited until after class to lecture me on how I'm his nephew and I should be a master of potions,
and that my grandparents would be sooo disappointed, and-"
"Oh please. Sing me another. If you give me a moment, I'll break out with violins."
He glared at his mother. "Okaasan!!!!" He whined.
"I don't care how much you whine, I want you to clean up this room! And then take a shower and get dressed."
"Demo-"
"No buts about it, musuko. I want this room so clean I could eat off of it. And no asking one of the house elves for help. I am
going to order them not to help you no matter what."
He started to whine again when she added another comment. "You think aurors whine about the evil they fight?"
That shut him up.
"When you're done cleaning this room, I'll come and check it. If it's clean enough, you'll hit the shower, then get dressed.
Then, you can come down stairs for breakfast."
TWO HOURS LATER...
Lucius was at the breakfast table, reading the Daily Prophet, and sipping his tea.
Usagi was right across from him, sipping her tea, and reading Tejina no Shinbun, (Magic Newspaper)
the Japanese version of the Daily Prophet, which also had news from Japan in it.
Suddenly, a yell interrupted the serenity.
"OKAASAN!!!!"
Usagi sighed, and walked upstairs.
"You bellowed?"
He had the decency to blush. "Hai. Anou... owari!" (Yes... umm... finished/end)
"Mimashou." (Let's see.)
He showed her. She nodded. "Yoroshii. Go shower, and get dressed."
He nodded and ran off.
She looked at his room. "Masaka... you can see the yuka." (Amazing, you can see the floor.)
She walked downstairs.
"What was that all about?" Asked Lucius.
"He finished cleaning the tsunami site he dared call a bedroom."
Lucius chuckled. "That bad, hmm?"
"I've seen cleaner swamps."
He chuckled, and she grinned, continuing to read the newspaper, until...
"OKAASAN!"
"What, now?" She muttered, before getting up and walking upstairs again.
"OKAASAN!!!!" Came Draco's voice from the bathroom. She opened the door.
"OKAASAN!!!!!!" He screamed, only in a towel, shutting the door before she could even open it halfway.
"Gomen, gomen." She muttered, "What did you want?"
"I forgot my clothes on my bed."
She sighed in annoyance and walked over to his room, (His room and bathroom are right next to each other, so he gets his own
personal bathroom.) got the clothes, and walked back to the bathroom. She knocked.
The door opened just enough for him to snag the clothes, and then it slammed shut. Usagi tapped her foot.
"Forgetting something, Draco?"
"Assou! Gomen! Arigatou Okaasan!" (That's so! Sorry! Thanks mother!)
He came out a few minutes later, fully dressed, his hair still wet.
"Kite kite." (Come, come.)
Draco walked to his mother, and she grabbed a brush, and proceeded to brush his hair back.
"Okaasan, asagohan wa, nan desu ka?" (Mother, what is for breakfast?)
"Food."
"What kind of food?"
"The kind you eat." Usagi deadpanned.
They went into the kitchen, when an owl appeared at the window. Usagi let it in. She read the letter.
She cursed. "Kuso!"
Both her husband and her son looked up.
"What's wrong?"
"Voldemort is planning something. He's getting his ranks together."
She closed her eyes. "It was a letter from the Japanese Ministry. And I cannot help them. It would wreck too much.
I can't just sit back and watch. But I am to remain in my position until Voldemort strikes first. But I must be
ready to fight if he does. They are watching the school carefully."
"Who? Voldemort or the Aurors?" Asked Draco.
"The Aurors. Musuko, this year will be dangerous... if anything even slightly suspicious happens, you are to go straight to Severus, you hear?"
Draco nodded. "And absolutely NO LOOKING FOR TROUBLE."
He nodded again. "I know I know act like I'm super-rich-snooty-boy and nothing else."
She nodded. "I do believe this battle will end it all, finally..."
Lucius smiled. "I hope so."
"Okaasan? Otousan?"
Both looked at Draco. "There's a letter from Uncle Severus and Sirius..."
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How's that? *Grins* I did it I did it!
Celes: Whatever.
Chibi-kun: *Looks around innocently before jumping on Celes*
**Fight continues, until it suddenly stops, and the dust clears**
Chibi-kun: *Smirks from his position of sitting on Celes' stomach, Celes with a gag on her mouth*
Celes: *Glares, and removes gag* You needed to tie me up too, genius!
Chibi-kun: I knew I forgot something... AHHH! *Runs off*
Celes: *Removes bat from the splinters that used to be called a table, and chases Chibi* GET BACK HERE YOU COWARD!
Chibi-kun: Not a chance in hell!
*Sweatdrops* I need another vacation...
Thanks to all!
The Screamaa,
Sailor Star Scream
here and there.
*Blows big kiss to Sailor Sun* Thanks for your flame Sailor Sun. Now, while your
at it, practice your spelling, and a better arguement over my fic. *Grins* Now, a comment
from my bitchy muse, CELES!!!
Celes: Sailor Sun, Screamie is a stubborn annoying little-
*Taps foot*
Celes: Back to the point, if you don't like a fic, instead of flaming it, why don't you try
NOT READING WHAT YOU DON'T LIKE!!!! *Smirks* Just a thought.
Chibi-kun: You forgot about me!
This is my other muse, Chibi-kun. He's a sweeeeetie!
Celes: And a dumbass.
Chibi-kun: And we wana thank all of the nice reviewers! *Huge smile* You guys are great!
^.^ Everyone knows I don't own any of these things. Sue if ya wana, I got
all the pencils you want!!!! Hehehehe
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Usagi opened her eyes. It was morning.
Damn.
She hated mornings.
She looked at her husband who was, at the moment, holding her like she was a teddy bear.
She shook him.
"Lucius. Lucius!"
He didn't respond.
"Get up."
She started shaking his head. He swatted at her hands.
Okay. Fine.
She started getting out of his arms, when they became tighter around her in protest.
"Lucius!"
She started waving her arms. "I... ne...ed t..o.... bre...athe!"
She grabbed a feather from a pillow and put it on his nose. He let her go and turned over.
"Lucius get up."
No response.
"Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up."
She shook his shoulder. He swatted at her hand. He slapped her hand! It stung.
She winced. Then she got pissed.
"GET UP!" She shouted, turning 45 degrees and using her feet to shove her stubborn husband off of
the bed.
He landed and was still asleep. She looked at him... and sweatdropped.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the 'King of this Household'." She muttered sarcastically.
She moved to get up, when she saw a house elf standing in the doorway with wide eyes.
"Good Morning, Lizby. Can you get me a large, very cold glass of water, please?"
"Yes Ma'am." Lizby the house elf ran off, and came back seconds later with a freezing glass of water.
"Thank you Lizby. We'll be out of the room in a couple of minutes, if you would like to wait."
"Yes'm." (For those who don't know, this used to be slang for "Yes Ma'am.")
Usagi poured the water. It hit.
Lucius jumped up so fast he nearly hurt himself. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!?!?"
He looked at Usagi accusingly, eyeing the cup in her hand.
"You wouldn't get up, and you slapped my hand." She pouted. "I even kicked you off the bed!"
He looked at her. "I-"
Usagi held up her hand, then continued. "I'm even tempted to make you sleep on the couch."
His eyes widened. He went even paler than he was naturally. (Caaasper the friennnndly ghooooost! J/K!)
"For.... hmm you smacked my hand, then wouldn't wake up... 1... no... 2... ah yes... 4 months."
His jaw dropped. "Th-th-that's not fair!"
"Neither is you slapping my hand. Me, your beloved wife of how many devoted years?"
He gulped. "Sixteen." He answered.
"And if we add how long we dated before we were married, how many years have we been together?"
"Twenty years." He said, looking very very very nervous.
"Okay. Twenty weeks on the couch."
His eyes grew to the size of grapefruits. He got on his knees and started the begging. He even went as far
as to be hugging her knees while he was on his own, begging.
"Ohhhhhhh I suppose I could forgive you this time."
He grinned.
"I have to go wake up our son." She said, walking out.
"Lizby?" Lucius asked after a second.
"Yes sir?"
"Do you have someone you love?"
"Lizby loves her family, sir."
He nodded. "Well, I love that woman soooo much. I've even resorted to begging at her feet. Good lord, I'm hopeless."
He shook his head.
"Hopeless, sir?"
"Yes Lizby. Hopeless. After twenty years, I'm still hopelessly in love with that woman. She came in, took over, and has held
the reigns ever since." (Then she did her job as a woman! Hehehehe!)
He grabbed his clothes and his robes for the day, and exited the room, to head to the bathroom, to shower and change.
Lizby began mopping up the water on the floor, chuckling to herself about the amusement this morning.
OUTSIDE DRACO'S ROOM....
Usagi knocked on her son's door.
No answer.
She tried again.
Not even a rustle of sheets.
She sighed. He just HAD to take after his father on this one, didn't he? Atleast SHE woke up at the alarm clock!
She pounded on the door.
And pounded................
And pounded....................
And pounded........................
She growled, and quit pounding before she broke the bloody door. Yes, after living in Britain for the better part of twenty years,
she picked up A LOT of British phrases.
She opened the door, and found what she expected. Her son's messy room, with schoolbooks all over the floor, pieces of parchment on
the ground ('Undoubtedly homework' she thought), quills, spilt ink, clothes on the floor, his belongings all over the place, articles
of his favourite Quidditch teams, action figures of Quidditch players and other wizards and witches walking all around, paint on the walls
from his spilt paintset on the ground... oh yes, this was definitely a typical teenagers room.
Most mothers would be horrified.
She wasn't.
Most mothers would be furious.
She wasn't.
Most richbitch high class pureblood magic mothers would just leave it for the house elves to deal with.
She wouldn't.
"Draco, up."
Not a peep.
"DRACO, UP!"
He grumbled something unintelligable, and turned over.
She removed the covers.
He sleepily grabbed at the air for them.
"Draco, up. Now."
"I don't wana..." He muttered sleepily.
"I'm losing my patience, Draco."
"Go away..." He muttered, turning over on his stomach and covering his head with a pillow.
"DRACO TATSU-RYUU MALFOY! UP! NOW!"
He whined pitifully and sat up. "I'm up. I'm up." He muttered looking very upset about it.
"Even though I just got home yesterday, Okaasan, and even though I stayed up late studying for
my finals during the last two weeks, and even though it was an exhausting train ride..."
"Almost as exhausting as thrashing your room?"
His eyes widened, but he tactfully ignored that question and continued, "And even though I had to
deal with Potter, Weasley, and that Mudblood-"
"DRACO TATSU-RYUU MALFOY! WATCH YOUR MOUTH!"
He looked fairly ashamed of himself. "Gomen nasai, Okaasan, I had to get used to saying it."
She got that same, sad, distant look she always got. "I know. It'll all be over soon."
He nodded, before adding one last thing. "And I even had to do Uncle Severus' final!"
"Everyone does!"
"But he waited until after class to lecture me on how I'm his nephew and I should be a master of potions,
and that my grandparents would be sooo disappointed, and-"
"Oh please. Sing me another. If you give me a moment, I'll break out with violins."
He glared at his mother. "Okaasan!!!!" He whined.
"I don't care how much you whine, I want you to clean up this room! And then take a shower and get dressed."
"Demo-"
"No buts about it, musuko. I want this room so clean I could eat off of it. And no asking one of the house elves for help. I am
going to order them not to help you no matter what."
He started to whine again when she added another comment. "You think aurors whine about the evil they fight?"
That shut him up.
"When you're done cleaning this room, I'll come and check it. If it's clean enough, you'll hit the shower, then get dressed.
Then, you can come down stairs for breakfast."
TWO HOURS LATER...
Lucius was at the breakfast table, reading the Daily Prophet, and sipping his tea.
Usagi was right across from him, sipping her tea, and reading Tejina no Shinbun, (Magic Newspaper)
the Japanese version of the Daily Prophet, which also had news from Japan in it.
Suddenly, a yell interrupted the serenity.
"OKAASAN!!!!"
Usagi sighed, and walked upstairs.
"You bellowed?"
He had the decency to blush. "Hai. Anou... owari!" (Yes... umm... finished/end)
"Mimashou." (Let's see.)
He showed her. She nodded. "Yoroshii. Go shower, and get dressed."
He nodded and ran off.
She looked at his room. "Masaka... you can see the yuka." (Amazing, you can see the floor.)
She walked downstairs.
"What was that all about?" Asked Lucius.
"He finished cleaning the tsunami site he dared call a bedroom."
Lucius chuckled. "That bad, hmm?"
"I've seen cleaner swamps."
He chuckled, and she grinned, continuing to read the newspaper, until...
"OKAASAN!"
"What, now?" She muttered, before getting up and walking upstairs again.
"OKAASAN!!!!" Came Draco's voice from the bathroom. She opened the door.
"OKAASAN!!!!!!" He screamed, only in a towel, shutting the door before she could even open it halfway.
"Gomen, gomen." She muttered, "What did you want?"
"I forgot my clothes on my bed."
She sighed in annoyance and walked over to his room, (His room and bathroom are right next to each other, so he gets his own
personal bathroom.) got the clothes, and walked back to the bathroom. She knocked.
The door opened just enough for him to snag the clothes, and then it slammed shut. Usagi tapped her foot.
"Forgetting something, Draco?"
"Assou! Gomen! Arigatou Okaasan!" (That's so! Sorry! Thanks mother!)
He came out a few minutes later, fully dressed, his hair still wet.
"Kite kite." (Come, come.)
Draco walked to his mother, and she grabbed a brush, and proceeded to brush his hair back.
"Okaasan, asagohan wa, nan desu ka?" (Mother, what is for breakfast?)
"Food."
"What kind of food?"
"The kind you eat." Usagi deadpanned.
They went into the kitchen, when an owl appeared at the window. Usagi let it in. She read the letter.
She cursed. "Kuso!"
Both her husband and her son looked up.
"What's wrong?"
"Voldemort is planning something. He's getting his ranks together."
She closed her eyes. "It was a letter from the Japanese Ministry. And I cannot help them. It would wreck too much.
I can't just sit back and watch. But I am to remain in my position until Voldemort strikes first. But I must be
ready to fight if he does. They are watching the school carefully."
"Who? Voldemort or the Aurors?" Asked Draco.
"The Aurors. Musuko, this year will be dangerous... if anything even slightly suspicious happens, you are to go straight to Severus, you hear?"
Draco nodded. "And absolutely NO LOOKING FOR TROUBLE."
He nodded again. "I know I know act like I'm super-rich-snooty-boy and nothing else."
She nodded. "I do believe this battle will end it all, finally..."
Lucius smiled. "I hope so."
"Okaasan? Otousan?"
Both looked at Draco. "There's a letter from Uncle Severus and Sirius..."
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How's that? *Grins* I did it I did it!
Celes: Whatever.
Chibi-kun: *Looks around innocently before jumping on Celes*
**Fight continues, until it suddenly stops, and the dust clears**
Chibi-kun: *Smirks from his position of sitting on Celes' stomach, Celes with a gag on her mouth*
Celes: *Glares, and removes gag* You needed to tie me up too, genius!
Chibi-kun: I knew I forgot something... AHHH! *Runs off*
Celes: *Removes bat from the splinters that used to be called a table, and chases Chibi* GET BACK HERE YOU COWARD!
Chibi-kun: Not a chance in hell!
*Sweatdrops* I need another vacation...
Thanks to all!
The Screamaa,
Sailor Star Scream