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EXCEPT UNREGCONGIZABLE CHRACHTERS!!!! AND SOMETIMES THEY DON't even own
them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, we last left our confused readers about..HERE:
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?
We do have a vauge idea of what guys do to get themselves unhard, but if you don't have any, I'll recommend some search engines (not that I've actually searched these pages...I just know about them from a few "guy friends"):
ASK JEEVES GOOGLE YAHOO!
Type in Male Masturbation...And I think your set...
SO NOW DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!?!?! Good...to the story!!!
As Ellie strode into the Great Hall, ignoring the cat calls and appreciative looks she was receiving from the guys, she was incredibly nervous. Reality had just set in. Maybe this wasn't a dream...maybe it was really happening. And if it really was, just exactly HOW was it happening? It was all so dreadfully confusing. She had explained all to Dumbeldore, and he had aggreed to let her stay at Hogwarts uuntil her mother could find a plausible reason for Ellie's dissapearence. Ellie stepped up in front of the first years, and was escorted to the stool by the one and only Dumbeldore. She took her place, and Dumbeldore began.
"This is Ellie. She will be joining the sixth years," was all Dumbeldore said, and applause erupted from the students. Ellie waved shyly as Draco winked at her. After placing the hat on her head, it began to speak.
"Well, such a beuatiful young lady, not to mention the mind! Gracious, where to put you? Slytherin would be a great place for you. Such talent, and always the one to first receive the attention, you enjoy that quite a bit, eh? But you don't belong in Slytherin, tsk tsk. You are much to warm hearted to fit in with such a group. And brave, yet shy as well. Best for you...GRYFFINDOR!" The hat screamed aloud. The table of her fellow classmaters sprang from their seats in a thankful applause.
Ellie later received hugs from all the Weasly boys, as well as a few others. Hermione glared at her as Ellie touched Oliver's arm gently as he told her the story of his first Quidditch game. As Ellie glanced up, she felt eyes on her. She shifted uncomfortably uunder the gaze, but still could not find out who it belong to. She heard a low laugh and turned into the direction of a certain blonde haired fellow.
Draco smiled cunningly, and mouthed the words: "Qudditch Field, now. Bring your desert." Ellie easily slipped out of the room, saying she needed to check if her clothes had arrived yet, from "Dragwells".
Ellie inhaled deeply as she stepped outside into the cold air. She shivered lightly, for she was wearing little clothing appropriate for the weather conditions. She began walkking to the field, holding her arms tightly and rubbing them, trying to stay warm. Ellie stopped suddenly, hearing footsteps. She whirled around, expecting Draco. She was wrong, No one at all stood ehind her. Ellie shrugged it off as a rabbit. As she continued walking, she heard even more footsteps. This time, she was beginning to worry for her safety. The next time she heard them, Ellie burst into a run, trying as best she could not to fall or drop her sundae. When she finally reached the Gryffindor Qudditch tower, Ellie gasped for breath after diving under the long curtain that now hung above her.
As she closed her eyes, ,something foreign had entered the tent. As she felt a hand clamped on her mouth, Ellie screamed with fear. The invisable figure gave hert hand a reassuring squeeze, calming her nerves slightly, and threw something over her head. Opening her eyes, Ellie found herself only inches away from the great Draco Malfoy. The invisibiltyt cloak was draped over their heads.
"YOU ASSHOLE! YOU SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH!!!!" she yelled as she punched his muscular arm playfully.
"Oh, I'm an asshole now, am I?" he spun her around, so her back was facing him. Sneaking a glance at her ass before speaking, Draco stepped closer.
"Are you sure?" he asked, whispering in her ear. He felt her shiver and moved his grip from her arms, to her slim waist. She was tiny!
"No..." he could hear her smiling through the darkness, but shivering at the same time. He pulled away from her, and bowed respectably.
"May I have this dance?" he asked with a deep tone. Ellie giggled.
"But Draco, there's no music..." he cut her off, with the swish of his wand. Music began playing, and Ellie stepped torwards Draco, curtsying. She took his hand, and began swaying in rythym to the music. She rested her head on his chest.
"SIXTH YEARS!!! 2414! 2414! Violating rule 2414!" an annoying voice called out.
A/N: 10 points to the one who guesses who it is!!!!!!! REVIEW, DAMMIT!!!!!
Well, we last left our confused readers about..HERE:
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?
We do have a vauge idea of what guys do to get themselves unhard, but if you don't have any, I'll recommend some search engines (not that I've actually searched these pages...I just know about them from a few "guy friends"):
ASK JEEVES GOOGLE YAHOO!
Type in Male Masturbation...And I think your set...
SO NOW DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!?!?! Good...to the story!!!
As Ellie strode into the Great Hall, ignoring the cat calls and appreciative looks she was receiving from the guys, she was incredibly nervous. Reality had just set in. Maybe this wasn't a dream...maybe it was really happening. And if it really was, just exactly HOW was it happening? It was all so dreadfully confusing. She had explained all to Dumbeldore, and he had aggreed to let her stay at Hogwarts uuntil her mother could find a plausible reason for Ellie's dissapearence. Ellie stepped up in front of the first years, and was escorted to the stool by the one and only Dumbeldore. She took her place, and Dumbeldore began.
"This is Ellie. She will be joining the sixth years," was all Dumbeldore said, and applause erupted from the students. Ellie waved shyly as Draco winked at her. After placing the hat on her head, it began to speak.
"Well, such a beuatiful young lady, not to mention the mind! Gracious, where to put you? Slytherin would be a great place for you. Such talent, and always the one to first receive the attention, you enjoy that quite a bit, eh? But you don't belong in Slytherin, tsk tsk. You are much to warm hearted to fit in with such a group. And brave, yet shy as well. Best for you...GRYFFINDOR!" The hat screamed aloud. The table of her fellow classmaters sprang from their seats in a thankful applause.
Ellie later received hugs from all the Weasly boys, as well as a few others. Hermione glared at her as Ellie touched Oliver's arm gently as he told her the story of his first Quidditch game. As Ellie glanced up, she felt eyes on her. She shifted uncomfortably uunder the gaze, but still could not find out who it belong to. She heard a low laugh and turned into the direction of a certain blonde haired fellow.
Draco smiled cunningly, and mouthed the words: "Qudditch Field, now. Bring your desert." Ellie easily slipped out of the room, saying she needed to check if her clothes had arrived yet, from "Dragwells".
Ellie inhaled deeply as she stepped outside into the cold air. She shivered lightly, for she was wearing little clothing appropriate for the weather conditions. She began walkking to the field, holding her arms tightly and rubbing them, trying to stay warm. Ellie stopped suddenly, hearing footsteps. She whirled around, expecting Draco. She was wrong, No one at all stood ehind her. Ellie shrugged it off as a rabbit. As she continued walking, she heard even more footsteps. This time, she was beginning to worry for her safety. The next time she heard them, Ellie burst into a run, trying as best she could not to fall or drop her sundae. When she finally reached the Gryffindor Qudditch tower, Ellie gasped for breath after diving under the long curtain that now hung above her.
As she closed her eyes, ,something foreign had entered the tent. As she felt a hand clamped on her mouth, Ellie screamed with fear. The invisable figure gave hert hand a reassuring squeeze, calming her nerves slightly, and threw something over her head. Opening her eyes, Ellie found herself only inches away from the great Draco Malfoy. The invisibiltyt cloak was draped over their heads.
"YOU ASSHOLE! YOU SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH!!!!" she yelled as she punched his muscular arm playfully.
"Oh, I'm an asshole now, am I?" he spun her around, so her back was facing him. Sneaking a glance at her ass before speaking, Draco stepped closer.
"Are you sure?" he asked, whispering in her ear. He felt her shiver and moved his grip from her arms, to her slim waist. She was tiny!
"No..." he could hear her smiling through the darkness, but shivering at the same time. He pulled away from her, and bowed respectably.
"May I have this dance?" he asked with a deep tone. Ellie giggled.
"But Draco, there's no music..." he cut her off, with the swish of his wand. Music began playing, and Ellie stepped torwards Draco, curtsying. She took his hand, and began swaying in rythym to the music. She rested her head on his chest.
"SIXTH YEARS!!! 2414! 2414! Violating rule 2414!" an annoying voice called out.
A/N: 10 points to the one who guesses who it is!!!!!!! REVIEW, DAMMIT!!!!!