Chapter Name: Half of the Slytherins
I've decided to do shout-outs because I love seeing my name in other people's chapter shout-outs!
Rei.K: Yes isn't it amazing that he has one?
Nestrik: I don't know where the title came from. But I might change it soon because of a recent plot twist that developed in my mind!
Ezmerelda: Yeah I did make it kind of obvious huh?
Quicksilver Fallen: Creepy is what I do best!
Kaelli Karali: Yes ghosts can go back in time if they are strong enough.
Thanx reviewers!!
It was the fifth of November. Draco was going to go to his mother's funeral today. He hadn't seen Tempest since the dance when her image wavered and vanished. Draco was to be at the Hogsmeade train station at 11:00 and his father was going to pick him up from there. Draco was going to stay at the Manor until after Thanksgiving. Then he would go back to Hogwarts until Christmas.
Ford walked into the room as Draco was packing. He sat down silently on the rustled bed, waiting to be acknowledged. Draco ignored him and threw a couple of black robes into his trunk. Ford cleared his throat.
"What Ford?" Draco said, whipping around, exasperated.
"I just wanted to say 'bye before you left." Ford said simply.
"Honestly, Ford, you'd make a good Hufflepuff." Draco said, sighing.
Ford made a sour face. "Ha ha, I forgot how t'laugh."
"That is sooo childish of you, Aldy." Said a new, high, whiny voice.
"What're you doing here Parkinson?" Ford growled to Pansy. They had never liked each other.
"I was wondering why I didn't see you at the dance!" she said sweetly.
"Because you're too vain to notice anything but yourself." Ford said, glowering at her.
Pansy turned around to face Draco. "Honestly!" she said playing with her hair, "How can you like such a-a Hufflepuff-ish person?"
"I actually was telling him that he would do good in Hufflepuff myself dear." Draco said winking at Ford. Ford smirked and tried not to laugh as Draco led her on.
"I have to go now." Ford said cheerfully, "Best of luck Draco!"
"And to you Ford." Draco said seriously.
Ford let out one more smirk before leaving the room and shutting the door behind him. Pansy looked at the door satisfactorily. Had she looked closer she would have seen that it was cracked a tiny bit.
"I do hope that you had a good day, Pansy dearest?" Draco said grinning.
"Oh just wonderful." Said Pansy romantically.
"Great...I trust you'll miss me?" Draco said looking into Pansy's eyes.
"Terribly." Pansy said lowering her eyelashes, leaning in.
"Pansy," Draco whispered, leaning in so that his lips barely touched her ear. "Have I ever told you what I think of you?"
Pansy blushed. "No, sugar, you haven't."
Draco felt like he was going to be sick. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, reminding himself to brush his teeth like there's no tomorrow when he got home.
Pansy looked at him, waiting for him to speak.
"I think," Draco whispered, "that you are..."
"Yes?" Pansy said softly.
"A low-down slob who acts and looks like a dog that is too vain." Draco said loudly pushing her away. "I wouldn't be with you if it was up to us to replenish the wizarding population."
Pansy looked stunned. Her eyes watered with tears as she spoke to him in a low voice.
"My father, and yours, will hear of this Malfoy." Then she slapped him across the face with all the might she could assemble.
Draco staggered and watched her carefully as she fled to the door. Pansy yanked it open only to find half, if not the whole, of the Slytherin house, listening by the door.
*~*~*~*~*
Pansy's screams still resounded and echoed in Draco's ears as he got into the carriage that would take him to Hogsmeade Station.
"Man can she ever scream!" Draco thought to himself. He hadn't heard her scream this loud since she thought that Potter's half-breed friend was trying to kiss her. He was really trying to take a bat out of her hair that she hadn't noticed flew in.
"Ah!" Draco said reverently. "I will never forget that!"
Finally, half an hour later, the carriage pulled into the station. Draco immediately recognized his fathers cane and gloved hands. Lucius' hair was tied back in a black ribbon that almost perfectly matched his hair. Lucius, of course, was dressed in all black.
Draco quickly got out of the carriage and watched as it headed back towards the Hogwarts castle.
"Hello, Draco." Lucius said proudly, looking down at his heir.
"Hello Father." Draco said humbly, taking his father's hand.
"Are you ready to go?" Lucius asked, looking into his son's eyes.
"I am, Father."
"Good."
Lucius got behind Draco and grabbed him by the shoulders under the pretense of Apparating him somewhere. Draco heard his father's low voice: "One...Two...Three!" Draco muttered the familiar Apparating words under his breath and was being broken up and carried across great distances by a strange wind.
Sorry for the short chapter! Next one I write will be LONG, I promise! I just wanted to post this as soon as possible and I couldn't think of writing anything else without it being a huge complicated chapter so I thought I should end it there! Next chapter should be between Saturday and Tuesday because I am working on a new story called 'Bleeding Kansas' I'm hoping it will be as good as this one. But it's not Harry Potter...just General Fiction under Drama maybe. Now I've said too much so...until next time!
BEEFYWPAC
I've decided to do shout-outs because I love seeing my name in other people's chapter shout-outs!
Rei.K: Yes isn't it amazing that he has one?
Nestrik: I don't know where the title came from. But I might change it soon because of a recent plot twist that developed in my mind!
Ezmerelda: Yeah I did make it kind of obvious huh?
Quicksilver Fallen: Creepy is what I do best!
Kaelli Karali: Yes ghosts can go back in time if they are strong enough.
Thanx reviewers!!
It was the fifth of November. Draco was going to go to his mother's funeral today. He hadn't seen Tempest since the dance when her image wavered and vanished. Draco was to be at the Hogsmeade train station at 11:00 and his father was going to pick him up from there. Draco was going to stay at the Manor until after Thanksgiving. Then he would go back to Hogwarts until Christmas.
Ford walked into the room as Draco was packing. He sat down silently on the rustled bed, waiting to be acknowledged. Draco ignored him and threw a couple of black robes into his trunk. Ford cleared his throat.
"What Ford?" Draco said, whipping around, exasperated.
"I just wanted to say 'bye before you left." Ford said simply.
"Honestly, Ford, you'd make a good Hufflepuff." Draco said, sighing.
Ford made a sour face. "Ha ha, I forgot how t'laugh."
"That is sooo childish of you, Aldy." Said a new, high, whiny voice.
"What're you doing here Parkinson?" Ford growled to Pansy. They had never liked each other.
"I was wondering why I didn't see you at the dance!" she said sweetly.
"Because you're too vain to notice anything but yourself." Ford said, glowering at her.
Pansy turned around to face Draco. "Honestly!" she said playing with her hair, "How can you like such a-a Hufflepuff-ish person?"
"I actually was telling him that he would do good in Hufflepuff myself dear." Draco said winking at Ford. Ford smirked and tried not to laugh as Draco led her on.
"I have to go now." Ford said cheerfully, "Best of luck Draco!"
"And to you Ford." Draco said seriously.
Ford let out one more smirk before leaving the room and shutting the door behind him. Pansy looked at the door satisfactorily. Had she looked closer she would have seen that it was cracked a tiny bit.
"I do hope that you had a good day, Pansy dearest?" Draco said grinning.
"Oh just wonderful." Said Pansy romantically.
"Great...I trust you'll miss me?" Draco said looking into Pansy's eyes.
"Terribly." Pansy said lowering her eyelashes, leaning in.
"Pansy," Draco whispered, leaning in so that his lips barely touched her ear. "Have I ever told you what I think of you?"
Pansy blushed. "No, sugar, you haven't."
Draco felt like he was going to be sick. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, reminding himself to brush his teeth like there's no tomorrow when he got home.
Pansy looked at him, waiting for him to speak.
"I think," Draco whispered, "that you are..."
"Yes?" Pansy said softly.
"A low-down slob who acts and looks like a dog that is too vain." Draco said loudly pushing her away. "I wouldn't be with you if it was up to us to replenish the wizarding population."
Pansy looked stunned. Her eyes watered with tears as she spoke to him in a low voice.
"My father, and yours, will hear of this Malfoy." Then she slapped him across the face with all the might she could assemble.
Draco staggered and watched her carefully as she fled to the door. Pansy yanked it open only to find half, if not the whole, of the Slytherin house, listening by the door.
*~*~*~*~*
Pansy's screams still resounded and echoed in Draco's ears as he got into the carriage that would take him to Hogsmeade Station.
"Man can she ever scream!" Draco thought to himself. He hadn't heard her scream this loud since she thought that Potter's half-breed friend was trying to kiss her. He was really trying to take a bat out of her hair that she hadn't noticed flew in.
"Ah!" Draco said reverently. "I will never forget that!"
Finally, half an hour later, the carriage pulled into the station. Draco immediately recognized his fathers cane and gloved hands. Lucius' hair was tied back in a black ribbon that almost perfectly matched his hair. Lucius, of course, was dressed in all black.
Draco quickly got out of the carriage and watched as it headed back towards the Hogwarts castle.
"Hello, Draco." Lucius said proudly, looking down at his heir.
"Hello Father." Draco said humbly, taking his father's hand.
"Are you ready to go?" Lucius asked, looking into his son's eyes.
"I am, Father."
"Good."
Lucius got behind Draco and grabbed him by the shoulders under the pretense of Apparating him somewhere. Draco heard his father's low voice: "One...Two...Three!" Draco muttered the familiar Apparating words under his breath and was being broken up and carried across great distances by a strange wind.
Sorry for the short chapter! Next one I write will be LONG, I promise! I just wanted to post this as soon as possible and I couldn't think of writing anything else without it being a huge complicated chapter so I thought I should end it there! Next chapter should be between Saturday and Tuesday because I am working on a new story called 'Bleeding Kansas' I'm hoping it will be as good as this one. But it's not Harry Potter...just General Fiction under Drama maybe. Now I've said too much so...until next time!
BEEFYWPAC
