A/n:Sorry I haven't written in so long, if anybody even cares (other than Morgan) I just didn't really know where to take this story, and I was writing on my others story, Harry Potter and True Love... go read that if you don't really like this one, I think that ones much better.... well, enjoy!
Chapter 5
"I can't believe they made me kiss Malfoy!!! The nerve!" Ron vented the next day, well after the party was over.
Harry smiled. "It wasn't funny at all. Draco was a Slytherin -- and a guy!
"Oh, come on it wasn't that bad," Harry continued to smile.
"You would say so! You got to make out with Shadow's sister!"
Harry's smile slightly faded. "Yeah," he said slowly. "That is true... but I swear she was trying to choke me to death with her tongue!"
"Malfoy was trying to kill me with his glare!" Ron choked, mouth open, aghast that Harry could even say a thing against Ginger.
"Yeah.... but... Ginger was 18!"
Ron's eyes bulged. "AND?!" he screeched.
Harry shrugged.
"Hi guys!" came a happy giggle from behind them. They turned around to see Morgan leading George by the arm. They made such a cute couple. And a very energetic one at that, Morgan's face was flushed as if they had been making out for hours.
"Oh, hi," Ron muttered back, his eyes sweeping almost jealously over George. How come George had to get a girl?
"So I see you two hooked up?" Harry asked, seeing the conversation wasn't going anywhere.
Morgan's smile widened to somehow greater and nodded. She bounced up slightly on the balls of her feet and pecked George lightly on the cheek.
George gave a toothy grin, but didn't say anything.
Harry smiled and shook his head. "You guys are lucky you got someone near your age -- I had Ginger.... I swear she was trying to choke me with her freaking tongue!"
Morgan smiled an apologetic smile, but her eyes still gleamed. "Ah, not Ginger.... she really... um..." she said uncertainly, "nice..."
"The day that my cousin Ginger is nice will be a very sad day," drawled yet another voice from behind Ron and Harry. They turned around again and saw Draco standing there. When he saw Ron, his face blanched slightly, but he didn't let on any other signed that he even acknowledged him. Sitting primly on his arm was Draco, her long white blond hair energetically tousled. She wasn't really smiling, easily letting out the fact that she would rather be with Fred... who just happened to walk by at the moment...
"Um... Draco darling?"
"Yes?" Draco asked, suspiciously quirking an eyebrow.
"I have to go to the bathroom..."
"Fine," Draco turned to go with her, but she put a hand to his chest and stopped him, looking slightly uncomfortable. She quickly, unnoticedly glanced at Fred who had now almost disappeared down the hall.
"I need to go alone, I'll be fine," she told him in a rush, then before he could object she disappeared about the same corner as Fred had.
Everyone sat in silence, everyone perhaps understanding what was going on under Draco's nose, except for Draco. He just shrugged and turned around, but before he could open his mouth to say something, there was another voice, equally as cold behind his.
"Draco, do you happen to know that that little hoe of a girlfriend of yours if making out with a Weasley just down the hall -- I do believe its the same Weasley from last nights party, though I can never be too sure about it..." Shadow quickly eyed George, who paid no attention to her, as he was now busily making out with Morgan.
"WHAT?!" Draco steamed, and quickly turned on his heel after him, letting out a grunt that sounded like a sound of war. Shouting could be heard in the distance, but it was nothing new for Dracana and Draco to fight, so nobody really paid attention.
Shadow just turned around. "So how did everyone enjoy the party last night?"
Morgan and George answered with a grunt, as they didn't really feel like breaking their lips to answer a silly question. Harry and Ron just kind of shrugged. Shadow smiled. "What happened?" she asked sweetly of Ron, who was looking away shiftily. She tried to keep a sweet face, but she was just itching to tell him off about those robes of his...
"I don't want to talk about it." Ron said stoutly.
"Yeah, me neither," Harry echoed.
Shadow sweet grin turned into a mischievious smirk. "Gez, was kissing my sister and cousin that horrible?"
The boys however, didn't answer, as they had already too turned on their heel and hurried away. Morgan and George too had somehow disappeared, to somewhere Shadow didn't really know, though she did have strange suspicions about the closet from which weird bumping and other sounds could be heard.
Chapter 5
"I can't believe they made me kiss Malfoy!!! The nerve!" Ron vented the next day, well after the party was over.
Harry smiled. "It wasn't funny at all. Draco was a Slytherin -- and a guy!
"Oh, come on it wasn't that bad," Harry continued to smile.
"You would say so! You got to make out with Shadow's sister!"
Harry's smile slightly faded. "Yeah," he said slowly. "That is true... but I swear she was trying to choke me to death with her tongue!"
"Malfoy was trying to kill me with his glare!" Ron choked, mouth open, aghast that Harry could even say a thing against Ginger.
"Yeah.... but... Ginger was 18!"
Ron's eyes bulged. "AND?!" he screeched.
Harry shrugged.
"Hi guys!" came a happy giggle from behind them. They turned around to see Morgan leading George by the arm. They made such a cute couple. And a very energetic one at that, Morgan's face was flushed as if they had been making out for hours.
"Oh, hi," Ron muttered back, his eyes sweeping almost jealously over George. How come George had to get a girl?
"So I see you two hooked up?" Harry asked, seeing the conversation wasn't going anywhere.
Morgan's smile widened to somehow greater and nodded. She bounced up slightly on the balls of her feet and pecked George lightly on the cheek.
George gave a toothy grin, but didn't say anything.
Harry smiled and shook his head. "You guys are lucky you got someone near your age -- I had Ginger.... I swear she was trying to choke me with her freaking tongue!"
Morgan smiled an apologetic smile, but her eyes still gleamed. "Ah, not Ginger.... she really... um..." she said uncertainly, "nice..."
"The day that my cousin Ginger is nice will be a very sad day," drawled yet another voice from behind Ron and Harry. They turned around again and saw Draco standing there. When he saw Ron, his face blanched slightly, but he didn't let on any other signed that he even acknowledged him. Sitting primly on his arm was Draco, her long white blond hair energetically tousled. She wasn't really smiling, easily letting out the fact that she would rather be with Fred... who just happened to walk by at the moment...
"Um... Draco darling?"
"Yes?" Draco asked, suspiciously quirking an eyebrow.
"I have to go to the bathroom..."
"Fine," Draco turned to go with her, but she put a hand to his chest and stopped him, looking slightly uncomfortable. She quickly, unnoticedly glanced at Fred who had now almost disappeared down the hall.
"I need to go alone, I'll be fine," she told him in a rush, then before he could object she disappeared about the same corner as Fred had.
Everyone sat in silence, everyone perhaps understanding what was going on under Draco's nose, except for Draco. He just shrugged and turned around, but before he could open his mouth to say something, there was another voice, equally as cold behind his.
"Draco, do you happen to know that that little hoe of a girlfriend of yours if making out with a Weasley just down the hall -- I do believe its the same Weasley from last nights party, though I can never be too sure about it..." Shadow quickly eyed George, who paid no attention to her, as he was now busily making out with Morgan.
"WHAT?!" Draco steamed, and quickly turned on his heel after him, letting out a grunt that sounded like a sound of war. Shouting could be heard in the distance, but it was nothing new for Dracana and Draco to fight, so nobody really paid attention.
Shadow just turned around. "So how did everyone enjoy the party last night?"
Morgan and George answered with a grunt, as they didn't really feel like breaking their lips to answer a silly question. Harry and Ron just kind of shrugged. Shadow smiled. "What happened?" she asked sweetly of Ron, who was looking away shiftily. She tried to keep a sweet face, but she was just itching to tell him off about those robes of his...
"I don't want to talk about it." Ron said stoutly.
"Yeah, me neither," Harry echoed.
Shadow sweet grin turned into a mischievious smirk. "Gez, was kissing my sister and cousin that horrible?"
The boys however, didn't answer, as they had already too turned on their heel and hurried away. Morgan and George too had somehow disappeared, to somewhere Shadow didn't really know, though she did have strange suspicions about the closet from which weird bumping and other sounds could be heard.