I don't own J.K Rowling's chara's (who ya'll should know by now) I do
however, own mine. And now for the continuing adventures of the Hogwarts
Team of mischief, mayhem, and really cool clothes! *ROTFLMAO!* I've had too
much sugar! *giggles*
Draco Malfoy was sulking. By all rights, people expected him to be sulking. His father had lost the vote to become minister. His father had of course gotten votes from members of the "circle"; but Arthur Weasley was a much liked figure in wizarding society, unlike his father. So yes, he was sulking but not for the reasons everyone thought he was.
First of all, it was expected of him and he didn't want to make the other Slytherin's suspicious. He had enough of a problem trying to keep his father off his back about joining the Dark Lord's ranks. He wasn't going to get the mark; he had made up his mind about that. He didn't want to be a puppy to some big nasty that was on the losing side. He was his own person, unlike some people he could mention (*cough Lucius Malfoy cough*). The second reason was he had a crush and was pretty sure his crush didn't recuperate his feelings. Though even if she did, her brother would probably kick his ass from here to the Arctic Circle. He hated to admit it, (and he REALLY hated to admit this), but Harry was a better dueler than he was. Especially with the Weasel and Mudblood behind him.
/No! Don't call them that! You gotta stop calling them that if your plan for help is going to go any where!/ Draco scolded himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Pansy walking towards him. Grimacing, he got up and dashed out of the common room and into the lower dungeons. He was just wandering the halls, hoping and praying to whatever deity was listening not to let Pansy find him.
Ever since the Yule Ball the year before, she had somehow gotten it into her head that he was her soul mate. To tell the truth, she repulsed him. He didn't like pudgy faced, bulldogs that followed the beck and call of their parents. No, he liked a certain feisty, sarcastic, red head.
Kristina was everything he'd ever looked for in a girl. She was intelligent, a smart aleck, blunt, compassionate, kind, noble, and of course, gorgeous. She was, in three words or less, perfect for him. If only he could somehow get past the protectiveness of her brother, maybe he'd have a shot. He sighed. That would take a miracle. Harry had become the most protective big brother Draco had ever seen.
According to the rumors going around school, Harry had nearly had a coronary when he caught Kristina and a Ravenclaw fourth year snogging in a broom closet. Draco had unfortunately been a witness to another incident when Harry caught Katrina and a sixth year Hufflepuff in the empty Charms classroom. Harry had nearly punched the Hufflepuff in the nose; instead he had warned the older boy to keep away from his sister. It was no use. Harry would never allow him to date Kristina. If Harry went that bonkers when he caught his sisters with Ravenclaw's and Hufflepuff's, think how crazy he'd go if he caught his sister with a Slytherin. /Particularly THIS Slytherin!/ Draco thought angrily to himself.
It was no secret that the two were bitter rivals. They'd never gotten along. Harry was everything his father had 'taught' him was no good. A muggle lover; a warrior for Dumbledore; a light wizard; someone who saw things in black and white and never saw the grey. Draco was everything Harry was against; a dark wizard; a future deatheater; a murderer. Draco knew that he nearly had become all that Harry was against; he had been ready and willing to join the Dark Lords ranks. All of that changed over the summer.
With Voldemort back, the Deatheaters had had the first, complete revel they had had for nearly fourteen years. All of the future Deatheaters fifteen and older were present and Draco had gotten his first, and he prayed last, glimpse of the horrors the Deatheaters did. Children had been brutally murdered because of what they were. Deatheaters had raped and then killed young women just because they could. They had made children and teens Draco's age watch as their families were killed for no apparent reason. It had made him sick to his stomach.
Draco was startled out of his thoughts when he fell flat on his ass. He looked up and nearly choked. Kristina and Katrina were staring down at him, amused and a little annoyed. In his mind he could just hear their thoughts. /Great! Out of everyone in this castle we had to bump into, it had to be him!/ He shook his head and quickly put on his mask of cold indifference.
"What are you staring at?" he sneered. The girls went from amused to pist so fast he nearly blinked in surprise.
"I don't know about Kitty, but I'm looking at a green snake who can't watch where he's going." Kristina informed him, glancing at her sister. Katrina looked thoughtful.
"What I see is a cocky, arrogant, sneaky, git of a ferret who doesn't know when he's not wanted." She told her sister. Draco scowled.
"No, he's a green snake who can't watch where he's going!" She frowned at her sister. Katrina shook her head.
"He's a cocky, arrogant, sneaky, git of a ferret who doesn't know when he's not wanted." She insisted. They started arguing about what exactly Draco was. Since they weren't paying any attention to him, the young Slytherin took the time to really study his object of affection.
Kristina was not wearing robes or the standard school uniform. She had her hair up in an interesting 'do. She had made about six tiny half French braids to take the place of a head band; the rest of her ringlets were flowing freely down her back. She was wearing a pair of black leather pants with a snug lavender silk turtleneck that showed enough of her stomach to display her naval ring and over that she had on a black sleeveless leather vest. She was wearing what he was beginning to think were her only pair of shoes; her black dragons hide boots. He had discovered pretty quickly that Kristina had an obsession with leather and dragon hide.
On her wrists were three bangle bracelets and a watch. She had on a black choker with an intricate unicorn painted in its center. She also had on a gold necklace of a Griffin that had an Amethyst gem in its mouth. In her ears, she had six different colored studs, a red ruby, an orange topaz, a gold star, a green emerald, a blue sapphire, and a purple amethyst. Along with the studs, she also had a mini pair of what he quickly identified as Native American dream catchers. In her right upper ear, she had a small hoop. On her fingers she had two rings; a silver claddaugh ring with her initials in the middle of the heart and a simple silver band with BFF and two K's intertwined. Her eyes were lined black and she had chocolate colored lip gloss. All in all, she looked stunning.
Katrina didn't look bad either. She had put her hair in a pair of braids in which she had woven silver ribbons. She had on her old Cromwell school uniform, but he was positive most of her former teachers would have heart attacks if they saw her. Her white button down shirt was buttoned only twice, the tails were tied just above her naval and the top was opened enough to display her black tube top underneath. Her skirt was shorter than normal; it ended just low enough not to be considered slutty. She had knee high white socks and black low heeled sneakers. If he remembered his terminology that he had picked up from some of the girls around school, she had "Britney'ed" her old uniform.
On her wrists were a single Chinese bead bracelet and a silver watch. Around her neck were a chocker and necklace exactly like her sisters; she had a pair of Gold Griffin charm earrings as well as the same studs as Kristina. On her ring fingers were the same exact rings that Kristina had, right down to the inscriptions. Her face was made up like her sister with one small difference: she had on pale pink lip gloss. He snapped out of his scrutiny to hear the tail end of the girl's argument.
"A green snake!" Kristina insisted, half amused, half annoyed.
"Fine! He's a green ferret!" Katrina said in exasperation. Kristina smiled; pleased she had won the argument. Well sort of. Just then, Draco spoke up.
"If you two don't mind, could you kindly refrain from calling me a green ferret? I suppose your brother told you about that incident?" He winced as he got up. The girls paid it no heed. Kristina peered into the dark corridor, seemingly searching for something.
"What are you looking for?" Draco asked before thinking. Kristina glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
"I'm looking for the four horsemen of the apocalypse, cause you being polite is surly a sign that the world is coming to an end." Katrina snickered. All of a sudden, four shadowy figures that appeared to be on horseback could be seen walking towards them. Kristina went pale and swallowed.
"That was supposed to be a joke." Draco raised an eyebrow as a stifled laugh could be heard from one of the figures. He paled. He had a gut feeling he knew who was coming.
Author Notes: Don't ya'll just hate cliffy's? Stay tuned for information on next weeks episode of "Family Ties!"
In next week's episode, Draco and the twins discover who the four horsemen are; The Potter siblings get another shock; Harry accidentally drinks a love potion that has a very bad side effect; and Lucius gives his son an ultimatum!
Draco Malfoy was sulking. By all rights, people expected him to be sulking. His father had lost the vote to become minister. His father had of course gotten votes from members of the "circle"; but Arthur Weasley was a much liked figure in wizarding society, unlike his father. So yes, he was sulking but not for the reasons everyone thought he was.
First of all, it was expected of him and he didn't want to make the other Slytherin's suspicious. He had enough of a problem trying to keep his father off his back about joining the Dark Lord's ranks. He wasn't going to get the mark; he had made up his mind about that. He didn't want to be a puppy to some big nasty that was on the losing side. He was his own person, unlike some people he could mention (*cough Lucius Malfoy cough*). The second reason was he had a crush and was pretty sure his crush didn't recuperate his feelings. Though even if she did, her brother would probably kick his ass from here to the Arctic Circle. He hated to admit it, (and he REALLY hated to admit this), but Harry was a better dueler than he was. Especially with the Weasel and Mudblood behind him.
/No! Don't call them that! You gotta stop calling them that if your plan for help is going to go any where!/ Draco scolded himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Pansy walking towards him. Grimacing, he got up and dashed out of the common room and into the lower dungeons. He was just wandering the halls, hoping and praying to whatever deity was listening not to let Pansy find him.
Ever since the Yule Ball the year before, she had somehow gotten it into her head that he was her soul mate. To tell the truth, she repulsed him. He didn't like pudgy faced, bulldogs that followed the beck and call of their parents. No, he liked a certain feisty, sarcastic, red head.
Kristina was everything he'd ever looked for in a girl. She was intelligent, a smart aleck, blunt, compassionate, kind, noble, and of course, gorgeous. She was, in three words or less, perfect for him. If only he could somehow get past the protectiveness of her brother, maybe he'd have a shot. He sighed. That would take a miracle. Harry had become the most protective big brother Draco had ever seen.
According to the rumors going around school, Harry had nearly had a coronary when he caught Kristina and a Ravenclaw fourth year snogging in a broom closet. Draco had unfortunately been a witness to another incident when Harry caught Katrina and a sixth year Hufflepuff in the empty Charms classroom. Harry had nearly punched the Hufflepuff in the nose; instead he had warned the older boy to keep away from his sister. It was no use. Harry would never allow him to date Kristina. If Harry went that bonkers when he caught his sisters with Ravenclaw's and Hufflepuff's, think how crazy he'd go if he caught his sister with a Slytherin. /Particularly THIS Slytherin!/ Draco thought angrily to himself.
It was no secret that the two were bitter rivals. They'd never gotten along. Harry was everything his father had 'taught' him was no good. A muggle lover; a warrior for Dumbledore; a light wizard; someone who saw things in black and white and never saw the grey. Draco was everything Harry was against; a dark wizard; a future deatheater; a murderer. Draco knew that he nearly had become all that Harry was against; he had been ready and willing to join the Dark Lords ranks. All of that changed over the summer.
With Voldemort back, the Deatheaters had had the first, complete revel they had had for nearly fourteen years. All of the future Deatheaters fifteen and older were present and Draco had gotten his first, and he prayed last, glimpse of the horrors the Deatheaters did. Children had been brutally murdered because of what they were. Deatheaters had raped and then killed young women just because they could. They had made children and teens Draco's age watch as their families were killed for no apparent reason. It had made him sick to his stomach.
Draco was startled out of his thoughts when he fell flat on his ass. He looked up and nearly choked. Kristina and Katrina were staring down at him, amused and a little annoyed. In his mind he could just hear their thoughts. /Great! Out of everyone in this castle we had to bump into, it had to be him!/ He shook his head and quickly put on his mask of cold indifference.
"What are you staring at?" he sneered. The girls went from amused to pist so fast he nearly blinked in surprise.
"I don't know about Kitty, but I'm looking at a green snake who can't watch where he's going." Kristina informed him, glancing at her sister. Katrina looked thoughtful.
"What I see is a cocky, arrogant, sneaky, git of a ferret who doesn't know when he's not wanted." She told her sister. Draco scowled.
"No, he's a green snake who can't watch where he's going!" She frowned at her sister. Katrina shook her head.
"He's a cocky, arrogant, sneaky, git of a ferret who doesn't know when he's not wanted." She insisted. They started arguing about what exactly Draco was. Since they weren't paying any attention to him, the young Slytherin took the time to really study his object of affection.
Kristina was not wearing robes or the standard school uniform. She had her hair up in an interesting 'do. She had made about six tiny half French braids to take the place of a head band; the rest of her ringlets were flowing freely down her back. She was wearing a pair of black leather pants with a snug lavender silk turtleneck that showed enough of her stomach to display her naval ring and over that she had on a black sleeveless leather vest. She was wearing what he was beginning to think were her only pair of shoes; her black dragons hide boots. He had discovered pretty quickly that Kristina had an obsession with leather and dragon hide.
On her wrists were three bangle bracelets and a watch. She had on a black choker with an intricate unicorn painted in its center. She also had on a gold necklace of a Griffin that had an Amethyst gem in its mouth. In her ears, she had six different colored studs, a red ruby, an orange topaz, a gold star, a green emerald, a blue sapphire, and a purple amethyst. Along with the studs, she also had a mini pair of what he quickly identified as Native American dream catchers. In her right upper ear, she had a small hoop. On her fingers she had two rings; a silver claddaugh ring with her initials in the middle of the heart and a simple silver band with BFF and two K's intertwined. Her eyes were lined black and she had chocolate colored lip gloss. All in all, she looked stunning.
Katrina didn't look bad either. She had put her hair in a pair of braids in which she had woven silver ribbons. She had on her old Cromwell school uniform, but he was positive most of her former teachers would have heart attacks if they saw her. Her white button down shirt was buttoned only twice, the tails were tied just above her naval and the top was opened enough to display her black tube top underneath. Her skirt was shorter than normal; it ended just low enough not to be considered slutty. She had knee high white socks and black low heeled sneakers. If he remembered his terminology that he had picked up from some of the girls around school, she had "Britney'ed" her old uniform.
On her wrists were a single Chinese bead bracelet and a silver watch. Around her neck were a chocker and necklace exactly like her sisters; she had a pair of Gold Griffin charm earrings as well as the same studs as Kristina. On her ring fingers were the same exact rings that Kristina had, right down to the inscriptions. Her face was made up like her sister with one small difference: she had on pale pink lip gloss. He snapped out of his scrutiny to hear the tail end of the girl's argument.
"A green snake!" Kristina insisted, half amused, half annoyed.
"Fine! He's a green ferret!" Katrina said in exasperation. Kristina smiled; pleased she had won the argument. Well sort of. Just then, Draco spoke up.
"If you two don't mind, could you kindly refrain from calling me a green ferret? I suppose your brother told you about that incident?" He winced as he got up. The girls paid it no heed. Kristina peered into the dark corridor, seemingly searching for something.
"What are you looking for?" Draco asked before thinking. Kristina glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
"I'm looking for the four horsemen of the apocalypse, cause you being polite is surly a sign that the world is coming to an end." Katrina snickered. All of a sudden, four shadowy figures that appeared to be on horseback could be seen walking towards them. Kristina went pale and swallowed.
"That was supposed to be a joke." Draco raised an eyebrow as a stifled laugh could be heard from one of the figures. He paled. He had a gut feeling he knew who was coming.
Author Notes: Don't ya'll just hate cliffy's? Stay tuned for information on next weeks episode of "Family Ties!"
In next week's episode, Draco and the twins discover who the four horsemen are; The Potter siblings get another shock; Harry accidentally drinks a love potion that has a very bad side effect; and Lucius gives his son an ultimatum!