I checked this morning and I had no new reviews for my past 2 chapters. **sad**
I just down some lick a stick thing from Willy Wonka candy. 3 kinds of sugar plus a stick! the sugar is about to click in. plus the pepsi. So don't mind the next chapter.
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Weeks went by and Harry was raking in the coins again. Lisa sent him pounds and pounds of weed every week to suit the school. Some still complained they wanted the better stuff. Harry didn't want to risk his ass with every teacher watching him. Yes he did admit it was a bit strange that Slytherin and Gryffindor were getting along for once. Snape was more shocked than any other teacher. He hated his students being buddy-buddy with the hated ones. Other teachers loved it. They didn't have to deal with stupid fights between the houses.
Harry also liked it because Draco never seemed to jealous of him. They never fighted for the past few weeks. Well, the only thing they faught about was getting money. Draco only tried once to cheat Harry out of money. The next day, Draco was surrounded by the biggest students from other houses and threatened him. That stopped him from cheating Harry out on money.
Christmas was coming up soon. More orders were coming in for the vacation. Ron, Fred, George, and Hermonie were leaving for the Christmas. Harry was going to be left all alone this Christmas. He knew he'd get some presents. Mrs. Weasley always sent him a sweater. The Dursley's always sent something. May have never been the greatest thing, but it was something. He knew Ron and Hermonie would get him something. Harry decided to get something for Lisa this year.
He then relized he barely knew Lisa. They only hung out three times of the summer, Once in Hogwarts, and only communicated through owl. He didn't know her last name, or even what wizarding school she went too. He did know that she liked weed, her Firebolt, and him. He had to come up with something by the end of the week when he sent her the money for the Christmas orders. He layed back on his four post bed.
He tried to think of something else he knew about her. Though he was thinking hard, sleep took over his body. Relaxing for once that day, he drifted off.
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Harry opened his eyes to a knew world around him. He was no longer in his four poster bed nor in his dorm. His sight became clearer and he looked around. He was in a very bright bed. Red-orange drapes dipped down from bars around the bed. Yellow silk hung behind the red ones. A sheer black curtian hung around the bed.
Harry sat up in the bed he was in. Yellow silk sheets slipped off his body. A bigger red blanket with little yellow designs was at his feet. He knelt upon the bed and crawled to a small opening in the black curtian. That is when he noticed he was only wearing satan red boxers. It felt like nothing was on when he was under the sheets.
He peered through the curtian. A small draft came in and sent shivers down his spine. Rubbing his arms, he climbed out of bed. The walls of the room were black with red painted flowers and vines growing up the walls. The ceiling and floor were crimson. His feet rested on a soft shag carpet. A walk-in closet was open with a small light on inside. Next to the bed was a night stand with his glasses, which he put on, and various other things.
Harry walked to the end of the bed. Against the wall was a dresser and an easel. Paints and brushes were strune across a small table next to it. The unfinished painting was a scene of Hogwart's Quidittch field. It had stills of players on it. They looked like they wanted to move but were still unfinished and couldn't move.
He wondered to the other side of the room were a vanity was. Opened containers of make up layed upon it. A silver mirror with snakes intertwining with each other. It sent shivers through out his body. The snakes reminded him of his fight with the Balisk. The mirror also had a few moving pictures taped to it. He moved closer and saw in was him. One was from Hogwarts. He was playing Quidittch. The other's were various pictures of him.
Arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He felt the soft touch of lights caress his neck and ear. "Merry Christmas," They whispered. The voice was so familiar. He turned around to be staring into glistening brown eyes. He took a step back to look at the beautiful figure infront of him.
This girl was wearing a long ballroom gown made of velvet and satan. The top was like a corset that made her have cleavege. Black velvet ran down the front with silver cord ties zig-zaging up. The velvet continued down the front to the floor. Sliver cord outlined the black. red-orange satan was the rest of the dress. The sleaves were also satan with velvet trim. His eyes moved up to the loving face staring at him. Her hair was tied back in twist and spiked up.
He smiled and hugged her. "Merry Chrismas, Lisa."
"I thought for a second you didn't reconize me." She stated.
"I would always reconize you. You are my love."
She smiled and pulled away. "We have presents." She took his hand and brought him down stairs to the 8 foot fir tree. Lights and orniments decorated the whole tree. It was a sight to see in the morning. Boxes wrapped with paper and string hid underneth the tree.
"Go. Open them." Lisa pointed to the presents.
Harry walked over to the tree hand in hand with Lisa. They sat down and opened each present together. Harry got many present from his friend all over the world. Some he couldn't remember. Ron had given candy, Mrs. Weasley a sweater, Hermonie sent him several books about Quidittch and spells, Fred and George sent him candy from their shop, Lisa gave him a new robe and cloak.
Lisa opened many presents too. Harry didn't know half of her friends but they did share some the same. Fred and George sent her a heart and some goulish things they stole from Professor Snapes office, Ron sent her a new set of brushes, Hermonie gave her a box of muggle nick-nacks for Halloween, and she recieved a new art set from Harry.
"This is for you Harry." Lisa handed him a small box
On top of the box was a card.
Dear Harry,
How could I forget you over all these years. You're famous (more than before), and married to a beautiful wife. All that I can't have. And will never have because of you. You ruined my life. So I thought I'd send you something nice for Christmas. Open carefully.
Your friend,
Draco Malfoy
"Who is it from Harry?" Lisa questioned.
"Draco."
"Why would he be sending you something?"
"I dont' know," Harry carefully ripped the paper off the box.
Beneath the paper was a small dark wooden box. He undid the latch and looked inside. Harry gasp at the site of what was in side. There was a small doll wooden doll wearing the same thing as Lisa. The only thing different was it didn't have a head.
"Harry," A small gasp came from next to him.
Harry looked over and Lisa had blood rushing down from her neck. A small red line was forming around her neck. The thick crimsom drenched her dress. The line finished it's course. Lisa's face stayed in shock. Her eyes no longer blinked and she froze in time.
Harry didnt' know what to do. There was nothing to stop the blood flow. A sickening sliping sound came from her neck. Lisa's head fell off, bounced once and rolled under the tree. Blood gushed out from all around her throat. Harry tried backing away but got now where. His hand slipped from underneath him and everything went black.
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Harry woke up in his own four poster bed. In his own dorm, in Hogwarts. He shook his head. He couldn't get the thought out of his head about Lisa.
"God, I need to lay off the weed," He said to himself and left the room for dinner.
