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A/N: Last chapter sucked monkey balls so we're gonna spice things up a bit with some humor. As you might know, folks, most humor in the "R" ratings, are PERVERTED and TWISTED. Consider yourself warned. THANK YOU AWESOME REVIEWERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Blood-Covered-Ivory And BLANK(I guess that means ANNONYMOUS!!!!) "Dude! Ellie, man...She's SO hot. You haven't seen NOTHING until you check out this chick's ass, man. She's in Potter's compartment...I'll come with," Draco told Oliver Wood after he had complimented the sixth year girls. News had spread fast, and there was a long line leading to The Golden Trio's compartment. Draco nudged his way to the front, past poor Neville who was coming out of the room trying to hide the buldge in his pants.
"Woah..." was all Neville could say. Ginny Weasly ran up with a group of her friends and stared at Neville.
"Ginny! Look at that LUMP!" a first year screeched loudly. Neville blushed a shade of red as a few girls came over to talk to him. Draco opened the door and scared out a few third years. Ellie looked annoyed as she glanced out at the line.
"God! It's like a freakin' concert! Jesus!" she muttered, turning her head torward the window. Draco sat next to her, whispering a spell to calm himself as she turned back torward him.
"Hi Draco," Ellie smiled. Ron rolled his eyes, and Wood stood there waiting impatiently.
"Who invited YOU here?" Hermione snapped, but then saw Oliver, and just stared dreamily at him. (GOD...what girl WOULDN'T?!??!?!?!?!?)
"Shove it, Granger. And don't forget to twist...." Malfoy muttered. Ellie just stared at Draco, thinking.
"What?" Draco was overly pleased that Ellie was looking in his direction, and no one elses'.
"I'm thinking...you remind me of someone...you look so much like him..."
"Who?" Draco drew himself closer to her.
"I know! EMIENM!!!!" she screeched happily.
"Eminem?" Everyone in the room stared blankly. They had no idea what she was talking about.
"Yeah. You're like a mini Eminem."
"Eminem? A mini?" was still the universal response.
"Yeah...you know...Eminem, the rapper?" The room was silent, except for a slight grunt from Scabbers. Finally, Ron spoke up.
"But M and M's don't HAVE wrappers..."
"Uhhh...no. Not the candy. The RAPPER."
"Yeah...M and M's DON'T HAVE RAPPERS!"
"No! Marshall Mathers..." blank stares. "Slim Shady?" Blank stares. "Nevermind." Blank stares. Draco sat staring in disbelief. Marshall Mathers was his cousins name. And his cousin was Eminem. THE RAPPER. The Malfoy's didn't talk to him much because he was a mudblood. He shook it off though, captured by Ellie's beauty.
"Alright...NEXT!" Hermione called through the door. Ellie grabbed Draco's hand, giving him a five, and slipping in a note. She brought herself closer to Draco, and he could feel her warm breath, and he could easily smell her perfume. "And don't give me any lip about it," she whispered before she nibbled on his earlobe. Draco practically skipped out of the room with joy. Unfolding the note, Draco hummed "Haleighlulia."
"Meet me outside, behind the Gryffindor stands on the Quidditch field. And don't give me any lip about it...at least until we're outside..."
It was signed: "Ellie", the "I" dotted with a heart. Draco could no longer hide the bulge of pure, well- joy...in his pants. He skipped off to his room to do whatever guys do to get themselves...uh...unhard?
A/N: So.....are we scared yet????????? Nervous? Horny? Anything????? Tell me in *YOUR* review. Except for that last bit...thats sort of disturbing...unless it's DRACO!!!! God HES FINE!!!!!!
A/N: Last chapter sucked monkey balls so we're gonna spice things up a bit with some humor. As you might know, folks, most humor in the "R" ratings, are PERVERTED and TWISTED. Consider yourself warned. THANK YOU AWESOME REVIEWERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Blood-Covered-Ivory And BLANK(I guess that means ANNONYMOUS!!!!) "Dude! Ellie, man...She's SO hot. You haven't seen NOTHING until you check out this chick's ass, man. She's in Potter's compartment...I'll come with," Draco told Oliver Wood after he had complimented the sixth year girls. News had spread fast, and there was a long line leading to The Golden Trio's compartment. Draco nudged his way to the front, past poor Neville who was coming out of the room trying to hide the buldge in his pants.
"Woah..." was all Neville could say. Ginny Weasly ran up with a group of her friends and stared at Neville.
"Ginny! Look at that LUMP!" a first year screeched loudly. Neville blushed a shade of red as a few girls came over to talk to him. Draco opened the door and scared out a few third years. Ellie looked annoyed as she glanced out at the line.
"God! It's like a freakin' concert! Jesus!" she muttered, turning her head torward the window. Draco sat next to her, whispering a spell to calm himself as she turned back torward him.
"Hi Draco," Ellie smiled. Ron rolled his eyes, and Wood stood there waiting impatiently.
"Who invited YOU here?" Hermione snapped, but then saw Oliver, and just stared dreamily at him. (GOD...what girl WOULDN'T?!??!?!?!?!?)
"Shove it, Granger. And don't forget to twist...." Malfoy muttered. Ellie just stared at Draco, thinking.
"What?" Draco was overly pleased that Ellie was looking in his direction, and no one elses'.
"I'm thinking...you remind me of someone...you look so much like him..."
"Who?" Draco drew himself closer to her.
"I know! EMIENM!!!!" she screeched happily.
"Eminem?" Everyone in the room stared blankly. They had no idea what she was talking about.
"Yeah. You're like a mini Eminem."
"Eminem? A mini?" was still the universal response.
"Yeah...you know...Eminem, the rapper?" The room was silent, except for a slight grunt from Scabbers. Finally, Ron spoke up.
"But M and M's don't HAVE wrappers..."
"Uhhh...no. Not the candy. The RAPPER."
"Yeah...M and M's DON'T HAVE RAPPERS!"
"No! Marshall Mathers..." blank stares. "Slim Shady?" Blank stares. "Nevermind." Blank stares. Draco sat staring in disbelief. Marshall Mathers was his cousins name. And his cousin was Eminem. THE RAPPER. The Malfoy's didn't talk to him much because he was a mudblood. He shook it off though, captured by Ellie's beauty.
"Alright...NEXT!" Hermione called through the door. Ellie grabbed Draco's hand, giving him a five, and slipping in a note. She brought herself closer to Draco, and he could feel her warm breath, and he could easily smell her perfume. "And don't give me any lip about it," she whispered before she nibbled on his earlobe. Draco practically skipped out of the room with joy. Unfolding the note, Draco hummed "Haleighlulia."
"Meet me outside, behind the Gryffindor stands on the Quidditch field. And don't give me any lip about it...at least until we're outside..."
It was signed: "Ellie", the "I" dotted with a heart. Draco could no longer hide the bulge of pure, well- joy...in his pants. He skipped off to his room to do whatever guys do to get themselves...uh...unhard?
A/N: So.....are we scared yet????????? Nervous? Horny? Anything????? Tell me in *YOUR* review. Except for that last bit...thats sort of disturbing...unless it's DRACO!!!! God HES FINE!!!!!!