Salvation
Chapter 4 Disclaimer: I only own Kat, nothing else. You are very welcome to borrow
her, please just ask first!!
A/N: Hey, guess what? I just found out I'm a good beta person!! So if
anyone would like me to fix the errors in there story, e-mail me:
scaryvampirekitty@yahoo.com!
"Draco, very well done, you may return to your quarters now." Voldemort said simply with a nod of his head. Kat just stood there. Voldemort raised his eyebrow.
"Draco?" Voldemort questioned. Kat jumped.
Right, Draco equals me, gotcha.
"Uh, yes sir." Kat said. Kat walked akwardly down the hallway to her right, she wasn't used to being this tall. Kat took her fingers and brushed them over her head. Of course, perfectly slicked back blonde hair. Kat brought her hands down and looked at them in disgust, as they were now covered with gel.
Kat flicked her now steel-blue eyes up and looked around. A few Deatheaters passed and bowed respectfully. Kat smiled to herself. It was awesome having lots of power. Draco was so lucky.
Kat took this moment to realize that she had no clue where she was or where her- Draco's quarters were. Kat spun around in a semi-circle and walked backwards, briefly looking to see if there was anyone behind her to help.
Kat suddenly felt something big hit her back and she fell with a thump to the floor. Kat growled and put out her hand to push herself up, but instead a bony hand clutched her shoulder and hauled her up quickly and spun her around.
"What a foolish boy of a son I have!" A thin, pale man who looked like Draco, no doubt his father, loomed above her. Kat began to explain, but was cut-off.
"This is The Malfoy's golden oppertunity, to have all their family serving loyally under Voldemort as Deatheaters, and you will not mess it up." Said Draco's father, his words cold and crisp. He stuck out his hand and swung open a door, pushing Kat inside.
"Ass-" Kat started, but was answered with the slam of a door. Kat scowled.
Well aren't I the son of a bitch.
Kat scanned her surroundings carefully, assuming that this was Draco's room. A large green canopy bed stood looming before her, resting on a plush white carpet. A redwood desk rested aside the bed, along with an antique looking lamp and a silver dresser.
Kat felt a jolt of playfulness as she ran over and jumped upon the bed several times before collapsing and spreading her arms out to her sides, staring at the roof of Draco's bed. She laughed to herself as she read the words Fuck Potter carved into the top of the wooden bed.
She rolled her head to the side and looked at the desk with paper scattered on top of it. With curiosity she rolled off the bed and attempted to catch herself with her feet, but found it wasn't as easy as she thought, as she fell to the ground. Apparantly all those muscels weigh Draco down.
She got up and picked up a crumpled piece of paper. It read:
Hey Drakie,
How was Skool today? It was realy boring in Transfigeratin, figurs that McGonagall would have a boring clas, since shes the head of Grifindor House. I hate Heminie Granger, shes such a show-off. Mee and Millicent were makin fun of her. So, the Yule Bal is toomorow and I don't have a date.................................
No Pansy
Y?
Tell you what, If I ask out every girl in the entire school and they say no, then I'll go with you.
Ok Kool. But, how cum I have to wait till u ask out everyone.
Because I don't like you.
Ok. What do ya wanna talk aboot?
Nothing, stop sending me notes.
Ok, Drakie
Kat was laughing hysterically by now. Pansy must have written this not too long ago, the Yule Ball was just last week.
I wonder why Draco even kept this. Ha, Pansy probably put it here.
Nah, nevermind, she wouldn't be able to find this place.
Come to think of it, how did Draco get this here, he didn't even know where this place was before.............
How did he write Fuck Potter?
Kat's eyes widened in realization.
"Ugh, that little fuck!" Kat swore outloud. He had known where this place was all along! He probably was a Death Eater before this! He totally set her up, and it worked!
Knock Knock
Kat still thinking, growled in frustration as she heard two pig-like voices outside of her door.
"Hey Draco, can we come in?" The voices said in unison.
Kat frowned and stalked over to the door and swung it open, her eyes now an angry ice blue.
"No, you may not come in. Leave." Kat said, managing to keep her voice to a minimum as she reached to close the door. One of the fat boys put his chunky hand on the door.
"We just wanted to tell you that was really awesome how you made that girl crazy and stuff. She was saying stuff like she was in the wrong body and stuff. And now she's in the dungeon, shes gonna die and stuff." One said stupidly.
Kat narrowed her eyebrows and was about to let out a stream of curses at the two knuckleheads, but stopped herself.
"What cell is Dra--Kat in?" Kat asked anxiously. The two boys looked at each other.
"Third cell on the right." The shorter one said. Kat pushed her way through them, something she would never have been able to do were she in her real body. She power walked through the hall and down the stairs to the dungeon.
Kat spun on her heel and turned to her right, but stopped as she heard a voice.
"I'm to the left, bitch." Her own voice growled back at her. Kat spun around to herself, lying on the ground, cuts and scars running up and down her arms, creating a small pool of blood on the stony floor.
"Oh, Draco." Kat sighed guiltily. She walked slowly over to the boy who possesed her body.
"I don't need your pity." Draco spat, but winced in pain from moving. Kat crouched down beside Draco and put her wand to his head and whispered a healing spell.
"It doesn't work on Crucio spell wounds, you bloody idiot." Draco told her. He narrowed his eyes at her. Kat matched his expression.
"Well you deserved it, I can't believe you were a Deatheater all this time, and you knew where the hideout was too!" Kat yelled. Draco just laughed.
"How is this funny!!!! We almost got eaten by ghost dogs!" Kat raised her voice. Draco chuckled.
"Yes, I wasn't planning on that part of it." He said simply. "And I hope you weren't planning on this either." Draco said quickly, as he snapped his hand out and grabbed hers. Kat felt warmth rush through her, then pain. She closed her eyes tightly.
She opened them to see several black bars in front of her face, and Draco crouched on the other side next to her head. Kat frowned.
"Damn." She hissed.
Draco looked at her carefully and called one of the prison guards over to unlock Kat's cell. Kat looked at him in suprise.
"Sir, do you really think-"
"Do it." Draco scowled at the prison guard.
He unlocked the cell with a clink, and Kat pressed a shaky hand against the wall and she slowly and painfully slid herself up to stand. Draco grabbed Kat's wrist and pulled her into the throne room.
"Sir." Draco started and bowed gracefully. Voldemort looked at Draco with confusion. "I think it would be better to leave your daughter in the bedroom we gave her before, that way we can have a little more fun with her." Draco announced. He turned his head and winked at Kat.
Voldemort smiled evilly, "I like the way you think Draco, very well, she shall be returned to her room."
Kat pulled her hand out of Draco's grip and spun on her heel, flicking Draco off as she walked to her room.
My name is Volitile
I've been this way a long while
I'd surely like to rest
But the energy gets the best of me
It's been a wild ride
I wouldn't change a minute
I can't slow down inside
Guess thats why I live it
This is a meeting day
Followed by weeks of threats
I land on Earth's Dark Phase
No legs could keep that pace
And through the rest I stand
Is there ever a time
When the state of sleeping
Will it ease my mind?
Im not used to it
You'd think I'd be by now
The ends The ups, The ups
And the downs
I wanna make amends
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures for a while
I wanna make amends
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures, Just creatures
It comes and goes and comes and goes sometimes
I go a little crazy
Just like you i do
I know what you are gonna say
But were afraid to cause dismay
Your lyrics switched around
The mixture watered down
And now a pointless display
Sometimes its wearable
Sometimes its pearable
I wanna make amends
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures for a while
I wanna make mess
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures, Just creatures
It comes and goes and comes and goes sometimes
Sometimes I go a little out there
Sometimes just like you
Who-hoo
Go a little crazy
Sometimes i go a little crazy just like you i do
Go a little crazy
Sometimes i go a little crazy just like you i do
311-Creatures For A While
Chapter 4 Disclaimer: I only own Kat, nothing else. You are very welcome to borrow
her, please just ask first!!
A/N: Hey, guess what? I just found out I'm a good beta person!! So if
anyone would like me to fix the errors in there story, e-mail me:
scaryvampirekitty@yahoo.com!
"Draco, very well done, you may return to your quarters now." Voldemort said simply with a nod of his head. Kat just stood there. Voldemort raised his eyebrow.
"Draco?" Voldemort questioned. Kat jumped.
Right, Draco equals me, gotcha.
"Uh, yes sir." Kat said. Kat walked akwardly down the hallway to her right, she wasn't used to being this tall. Kat took her fingers and brushed them over her head. Of course, perfectly slicked back blonde hair. Kat brought her hands down and looked at them in disgust, as they were now covered with gel.
Kat flicked her now steel-blue eyes up and looked around. A few Deatheaters passed and bowed respectfully. Kat smiled to herself. It was awesome having lots of power. Draco was so lucky.
Kat took this moment to realize that she had no clue where she was or where her- Draco's quarters were. Kat spun around in a semi-circle and walked backwards, briefly looking to see if there was anyone behind her to help.
Kat suddenly felt something big hit her back and she fell with a thump to the floor. Kat growled and put out her hand to push herself up, but instead a bony hand clutched her shoulder and hauled her up quickly and spun her around.
"What a foolish boy of a son I have!" A thin, pale man who looked like Draco, no doubt his father, loomed above her. Kat began to explain, but was cut-off.
"This is The Malfoy's golden oppertunity, to have all their family serving loyally under Voldemort as Deatheaters, and you will not mess it up." Said Draco's father, his words cold and crisp. He stuck out his hand and swung open a door, pushing Kat inside.
"Ass-" Kat started, but was answered with the slam of a door. Kat scowled.
Well aren't I the son of a bitch.
Kat scanned her surroundings carefully, assuming that this was Draco's room. A large green canopy bed stood looming before her, resting on a plush white carpet. A redwood desk rested aside the bed, along with an antique looking lamp and a silver dresser.
Kat felt a jolt of playfulness as she ran over and jumped upon the bed several times before collapsing and spreading her arms out to her sides, staring at the roof of Draco's bed. She laughed to herself as she read the words Fuck Potter carved into the top of the wooden bed.
She rolled her head to the side and looked at the desk with paper scattered on top of it. With curiosity she rolled off the bed and attempted to catch herself with her feet, but found it wasn't as easy as she thought, as she fell to the ground. Apparantly all those muscels weigh Draco down.
She got up and picked up a crumpled piece of paper. It read:
Hey Drakie,
How was Skool today? It was realy boring in Transfigeratin, figurs that McGonagall would have a boring clas, since shes the head of Grifindor House. I hate Heminie Granger, shes such a show-off. Mee and Millicent were makin fun of her. So, the Yule Bal is toomorow and I don't have a date.................................
No Pansy
Y?
Tell you what, If I ask out every girl in the entire school and they say no, then I'll go with you.
Ok Kool. But, how cum I have to wait till u ask out everyone.
Because I don't like you.
Ok. What do ya wanna talk aboot?
Nothing, stop sending me notes.
Ok, Drakie
Kat was laughing hysterically by now. Pansy must have written this not too long ago, the Yule Ball was just last week.
I wonder why Draco even kept this. Ha, Pansy probably put it here.
Nah, nevermind, she wouldn't be able to find this place.
Come to think of it, how did Draco get this here, he didn't even know where this place was before.............
How did he write Fuck Potter?
Kat's eyes widened in realization.
"Ugh, that little fuck!" Kat swore outloud. He had known where this place was all along! He probably was a Death Eater before this! He totally set her up, and it worked!
Knock Knock
Kat still thinking, growled in frustration as she heard two pig-like voices outside of her door.
"Hey Draco, can we come in?" The voices said in unison.
Kat frowned and stalked over to the door and swung it open, her eyes now an angry ice blue.
"No, you may not come in. Leave." Kat said, managing to keep her voice to a minimum as she reached to close the door. One of the fat boys put his chunky hand on the door.
"We just wanted to tell you that was really awesome how you made that girl crazy and stuff. She was saying stuff like she was in the wrong body and stuff. And now she's in the dungeon, shes gonna die and stuff." One said stupidly.
Kat narrowed her eyebrows and was about to let out a stream of curses at the two knuckleheads, but stopped herself.
"What cell is Dra--Kat in?" Kat asked anxiously. The two boys looked at each other.
"Third cell on the right." The shorter one said. Kat pushed her way through them, something she would never have been able to do were she in her real body. She power walked through the hall and down the stairs to the dungeon.
Kat spun on her heel and turned to her right, but stopped as she heard a voice.
"I'm to the left, bitch." Her own voice growled back at her. Kat spun around to herself, lying on the ground, cuts and scars running up and down her arms, creating a small pool of blood on the stony floor.
"Oh, Draco." Kat sighed guiltily. She walked slowly over to the boy who possesed her body.
"I don't need your pity." Draco spat, but winced in pain from moving. Kat crouched down beside Draco and put her wand to his head and whispered a healing spell.
"It doesn't work on Crucio spell wounds, you bloody idiot." Draco told her. He narrowed his eyes at her. Kat matched his expression.
"Well you deserved it, I can't believe you were a Deatheater all this time, and you knew where the hideout was too!" Kat yelled. Draco just laughed.
"How is this funny!!!! We almost got eaten by ghost dogs!" Kat raised her voice. Draco chuckled.
"Yes, I wasn't planning on that part of it." He said simply. "And I hope you weren't planning on this either." Draco said quickly, as he snapped his hand out and grabbed hers. Kat felt warmth rush through her, then pain. She closed her eyes tightly.
She opened them to see several black bars in front of her face, and Draco crouched on the other side next to her head. Kat frowned.
"Damn." She hissed.
Draco looked at her carefully and called one of the prison guards over to unlock Kat's cell. Kat looked at him in suprise.
"Sir, do you really think-"
"Do it." Draco scowled at the prison guard.
He unlocked the cell with a clink, and Kat pressed a shaky hand against the wall and she slowly and painfully slid herself up to stand. Draco grabbed Kat's wrist and pulled her into the throne room.
"Sir." Draco started and bowed gracefully. Voldemort looked at Draco with confusion. "I think it would be better to leave your daughter in the bedroom we gave her before, that way we can have a little more fun with her." Draco announced. He turned his head and winked at Kat.
Voldemort smiled evilly, "I like the way you think Draco, very well, she shall be returned to her room."
Kat pulled her hand out of Draco's grip and spun on her heel, flicking Draco off as she walked to her room.
My name is Volitile
I've been this way a long while
I'd surely like to rest
But the energy gets the best of me
It's been a wild ride
I wouldn't change a minute
I can't slow down inside
Guess thats why I live it
This is a meeting day
Followed by weeks of threats
I land on Earth's Dark Phase
No legs could keep that pace
And through the rest I stand
Is there ever a time
When the state of sleeping
Will it ease my mind?
Im not used to it
You'd think I'd be by now
The ends The ups, The ups
And the downs
I wanna make amends
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures for a while
I wanna make amends
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures, Just creatures
It comes and goes and comes and goes sometimes
I go a little crazy
Just like you i do
I know what you are gonna say
But were afraid to cause dismay
Your lyrics switched around
The mixture watered down
And now a pointless display
Sometimes its wearable
Sometimes its pearable
I wanna make amends
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures for a while
I wanna make mess
I wanna blow off stress
I wanna soak the fire
Just creatures, Just creatures
It comes and goes and comes and goes sometimes
Sometimes I go a little out there
Sometimes just like you
Who-hoo
Go a little crazy
Sometimes i go a little crazy just like you i do
Go a little crazy
Sometimes i go a little crazy just like you i do
311-Creatures For A While