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The Tiki Game

Chapter 10

Task 6 Part 2

Red-Tasting

Slouched out on the Slytherin common room couch, Draco Malfoy decided to meditate. On life in general. Since he didn't have much of a life in the first place, Draco didn't find much to meditate on. Except for that strange new hankering for cookies.

Ahh… cookies… that blessed food.

Draco REALLY wanted a cookie. REALLY REALLY wanted a cookie.

In fact, he wanted one so bad that he had even started hallucinating. Steadily getting out of his bed, he opened the barred door of the dungeon and walked toward a shining door.

Don't walk toward the light… Don't walk toward the light…

Draco kept walking toward the light.

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He sat up, obviously confused. In front of him were two cookies, both looking equally the same.

"CHOOSE WISELY, DRACO!" A voice boomed from somewhere that Draco couldn't place.

"God, is that you?"

"Of course not, it's Santa. Who the hell did you think it was?"

Draco grinned. "Just asking, home-fry."

"Draco, choose a cookie. Any cookie."

"But there are only two!"

"SHUT UP. Do not correct Santa's grammar!!!"

"Fine… does it matter which one I pick?"

"Yes! I mean, no. I mean-"

"Look, I'll just pick one."

The voice disappeared. Draco, obviously agitated, looked at the two cookies in front of him. Both had faceplates stating their names:

HERE LIES RONALD COOKIE-BOY WEASLEY

And the latter-

HERE LIES TOM COOKIE-MORT RIDDLE

Draco was having problems choosing. Slowly, he reached out his hand and-

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"DRACO! WHAT IN MERLIN'S NAME ARE YOU DOING?" Ginny shouted at the figure asleep on the great hall floor. Students were passing by, staring at Draco Malfoy asleep on the Slytherin table. Not to mention the fact that he was sucking on his god-forsaken thumb.

"uhhhh… coooookies…" Draco had obviously eaten too many cookies, and was now writing in pain on the said table.

Ginny sighed, knowing that the silly boy was a lost cause. She still had one more chance, though.

"Draco, at this point, what is the ONE thing you would wake up for?" She scowled.

"Sex?"

"… something else."

"More cookies?"

"… something something else."

"Piles of Money?"

"Why do you keep mentioning things that I don't have, and a certain task that I'm unwilling to perform?"

Draco sat up. "Ionno."

"So, what exactly did you do all night?"

"Cookies."

Ginny frowned. "That really doesn't cover too much."

With a flourish of his hand, Draco added: "Well, you see, it covers enough."

"Pfft."

"Women."

"Draco, I needed to talk to you about this new task that appeared…"

"Ask away," Mr. Malfoy smiled pleasantly.

She jabbed her finger at the list.

Task

Rescue Ronald Weasley from almost certain consumption.

Ginny scowled, "The consumption part wasn't there before…"

Stopping when she discovered that Draco actually looked concerned.

"What are we going to do?" She asked.

"As much as we can, Gin."

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Severus Snape was agitated. More or less. About the subject of a certain game.

That game being aptly named "The Tiki Game".

He stood impatiently outside of the Headmaster's office, waiting for the headmaster himself to exit the office. Severus, obviously, became tired of waiting.

"Edible underwear," The stairway opened, and allowed him access.

The Headmaster would face the wrath of Mr. Cranky-Pants.

At his crankiest.

But before he could set one foot on the stair, Snape noticed something peculiar happening. A blonde boy was running through the hallway, shrieking "I'M NON-FEMALE DATING!!!" at the top of his bloody lungs.

Severus was also surprised to find that the shrieker was none-other than Draco Malfoy.

And even more surprised when Draco Malfoy started snogging Harry Potter in the middle of the Hallway.

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Hermione sat in her room, plaintively considering the situation. She didn't want to spend her whole evening looking for some cookie, but she was lost on the whole situation. Besides, Draco at lunch trying to hump Harry's leg was really strange enough. Ginny had this horrified look on her face, and it was really rather funny when you considered the situation.

She was interrupted by Crookshanks, curling up against her leg.

"What's up, kitty? Want to play?"

"Mrow."

"You KNOW I don't understand cat, silly."

Crookshanks still looked at her strangely, and then started to hump her leg.

Lord, cat, if I didn't know any better, you're acting just like Ron!

Hermione paused.

…OH SHIT.

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Albus Dumbledore had never expected to spend his Sunday afternoon in the Counseling Center of Hogwarts.

"Counselor Dargan, what are we going to do about this whole dilemma?"

Counselor Dargan smiled. "Turn that smile, upside down!"

Ginny frowned, "I don't get it, you bloody American bastard."

He sighed. "I didn't think that you would. What appears to be the problem?"

Virginia proceeded to explain: "You see, there were two cookies. One contained the spirit of Ron Weasley, the other contained the spirit of Lord Voldemort."

Counselor Dargan shrieked at the use of You-Know-Who's name so freely in public.

"OH SOD OFF!"

"Sorry, continue."

"Thank you- I shall. As you can see, the two subjects are sitting over in those two chairs." Ginny motioned toward the chairs in the far corner of the room, in which Draco Malfoy and Crookshanks were sitting. "They have consumed both of the cookies. Judging by Draco's strange behavior, I'd have to say that he ate the Voldemort cookie, and that Crookshanks ate the Ron cookie."

Counselor Dargan nodded. "Yes, that seems highly plausible. Tell me, Draco, what did that cookie taste like?"

"Well, I suppose it was rather… Red-tasting."

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Next Time: More revelations, Karaoke night, Fun with Alcohol., and more naughty things of unspeakability!

A/N: Yes, that was VERY short. I'll be pouring all of my energy into WIRED soon. The next chapter will be much better- promise! Authors notes next chapter!!!

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