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Touch Me Not

            "A pirates life is a life for me… something about a bottle of rummmmmmmmm," Draco slurred. He put down his bottle of fire whiskey and sat back down.

            "I want to be a bloody pirate. Mommy said I cannot though. Daddy said I should be a telemarketer." He smiled and stood back up. He stumbled over his feet, and fell on his face.

            "Malfoys don't fall on their faces. Malfoys this, Malfoys that. Daddy go home. Piratesssss of the Caribbean was a moving picture with sound. I snuck out to see it. No one knows though. I AM SUPERMAN!" Draco tried to stand back up, but fell down again.

"Helpppp! I've fallen and I can't get up." The crowd watching were laughing hysterically. Draco fumed and tried to stand, but failed miserably.

            "What is going on here?" He threw his bottle of fire whiskey and grabbed his foot. He examined it very carefully, then poked it. He giggled like a school girl, and did it again. Each time his face lit up with mischief.

            A random girl stood up in the crowd. "This movie is lousy." Everyone agreed and they all went home. Draco ran up to the screen and pounded on it.

            "Don't go home… don't leave me! I'm all a-lone-a-lone." He attempted to yodel, but fell on his bum. He poked his foot again, and laughed.

            "I have six toes!"

a/n: Okay I was feeling odd…. Here is the actual chapter:

Touch Me Not

            Draco was sitting in his windowsill, a habit he had grown fond of. He held her locket in the palm of his hand. He looked out of the rain stained window. His grey eyes held no emotion, as he stared out at the dark black sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance. He put the locket down, and put his palm to the window, and rested his head on it. A silent tear fell, as a bolt of lightning struck down. The thunder sounded, and he looked up. Draco put his leg under himself, and held her locket close to him. His ears perked up as he heard his door close lightly.

            "Draco dear, you must come to dinner." His mother pleaded, as she walked up to him. She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, as he turned slightly, her blond hair reflecting his own. Silver met silver, as she came closer to her son. She sat next to him on the windowsill, and placed her hand on his knee.

            "I know you miss her Draco, but there is nothing we can do about it now. Its been nine months. Come to dinner, please?" He looked up at her and attempted a feeble smile. She smiled sadly at him, and helped him up.

            "Mum, why?" Draco gazed down at his mother. She looked up at him quizzically, and knitted her brow. She opened her mouth, but closed it.

            "Why what dear?" Narcissa glanced at her son as they walked down the corridor. He heaved a sigh and stopped abruptly, she stopped also.       

            "Why did she leave me?" He turned on his heel, and walked back to his bedroom. Narcissa followed him, jogging slightly to catch up. He leaned against the wall, and put his face in his hands.

            "Draco, you have to stop this. It is not your fault." Her long white robes swished as she stopped. He dropped his hands, and lifted his head.

            "She left though. I still feel her. She hasn't gone yet…" Narcissa was just about to ask what he meant, when the candles mysteriously were extinguished. When the house elves re-lit them, he was gone.

            "Where is Draco?" Lucius inquired his wife as she entered the dining hall. She nodded stiffly to her husband, and sat down at the other end of the long table.

            "He is not coming to dinner."

            "Emily! Come out this instant!" Remus tried getting her out of her room for the fifth time that day. It was now mid July, and they had become very close. Back in May, she had turned sixteen, they had a small party for her, only consisting her and Remus.

            "Emily stop being selfish! You aren't the only one who lost someone!" Remus yelled and opened her door. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

            "At least you will see him again! I lost my best friend for good…." He trailed off, and sat down next to Emily. She uncrossed her legs on her bed, and scooted closer to him.        

            "I'm sorry, I really am. But it just hurts…" He put a comforting arm around her and looked down. She sniffed slightly, and wiped her eyes.

            "Lets go out to dinner tonight. I think it might make you feel better." He grinned weakly at her, and took her hand. He helped her up, and walked over to her door. "Get ready now, we will leave in a half hour."

            A half hour later, Emily emerged from her room, wearing muggle clothes. She had on baggy black jeans, and a tight red shirt, that she put a spell on to read, 'You Suck, and That's Sad' with an odd looking bunny patch. Her black hair was up in two messy knots at the back of her head. Remus raised an eyebrow at her choice of clothing, but shook his head. He wore casual denim jeans, and a nice button up brown shirt. They walked into the lounge, and into the main hallway. Emily opened the door on the right, and walked down many steps. Remus turned the light on with a hint of mischief in his eye. He heard her gasp, and saw her run over to the forest green convertible Corvette.

            "Its for you Em, I know it's a late birthday present, but I had to wait until you got your permit." Her green eyes shone bright, and she flung her purse over her shoulder. She ran over to Remus, and enveloped him in a hug.

            "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!" She kissed his cheek and laughed. He hugged her back, and handed her the keys.

            "Come on, lets go!" She hopped into the car, and put the key in the ignition. He opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

            "Where to?" She asked, adjusting the mirrors. He put his seatbelt on and turned to look at her. He smiled impishly, and put his seat back slightly.

            "Anywhere you want."

            "Lucius, dear, why—how are you home?" Narcissa looked at her husband, with surprise evident on her face. He put his fork down delicately and looked at his wife.

            "You are not happy to see me?" Narcissa immediately bit her tongue as he picked up his fork. He began eating again. She sighed and pushed her plate forward. A house elf immediately came out and took it away. Why is he not in Azkaban, its only been a month! She began to worry. He slammed his fork and knife down and looked at Narcissa.

            "Damn it woman! I am on suspension! I am going back to the bloody prison on Saturday." He got up abruptly, and she stood also. She nodded to him, as he walked past her. She shuddered as a tingle was sent up her spine. Narcissa pushed her chair in, and walked down one of the many corridors of Malfoy Manor. Two strong arms laced around her waist, and as she inhaled she smelt the lovely aroma of Lucius.

            "I am sorry 'Cissa." She turned around and put her arms around his neck, embracing him. He held onto her tightly as if he would never see her again. Which was partially true.

            "I've missed you so much Lucius. I do not know how I am going to last without you near…" she trailed off. Draco had been walking down to the kitchens as he overheard his mother and father. They were so in love, just the way he was with Emily.  As Emily trailed across his mind again, he felt delusional. Maybe she was just a dream. He lifted his head high, and continued his stroll to the kitchens.

            "Doe, Ray, Mi, Fa, So, La, Tee, Doe!" Emily tried out her vocal chords. She sat down on the piano bench, stretching her fingers. She put her hands on the keys and began playing a song she had made. She began humming along, searching for words. But everything led her to Draco. She stopped playing, and looked down at the keys. Emily tried to cheer herself up, so she played a song from a muggle musical she loved. Remus was standing in the doorway looking in on her. When she stopped playing, he clapped loudly, and she whirled around.

            "I did not know I had an audience, I would have done better." She smirked at him, and spun her legs over the bench. She stood up and walked over to where he was now sitting in the lounge. She laid down gracefully on the emerald couch. Emily was wearing black robes, as usual, and Remus in his usual casual auburn robes. The days dragged on so slowly, and Emily let out a growl as she noticed it was only Saturday. She could not wait for August. She will see Draco again.

            "Hey Remus, can we go to Diagon Alley? I need to see some people of out kind! I have been associating with Muggles too much! I'll disguise myself… I need to get out of here…" She kneeled in front him and begged.

            He laughed at her and stood up. "Fine. You know, I was planning on letting you go next week, as a surprise, but we can go today. Go get ready, disguise yourself good! Hey, make yourself a blond." She grinned at the older man and ran into her bedroom. She whipped out her wand and did as many charms as she knew. Her now blond hair was shoulder length, and wavy. She got rid of her freckles, and put on some thick black glasses. She left her eyes green, and put her hair in a messy bun. A few tendrils escaped, but framed her face nicely. She also had charmed her skin to look tanner. She put on a red plaid skirt, her fishnets, and tie-up boots. She also had on a white blouse, but left a few buttons undone at the top. To end it all, she threw on a black shimmering cape. She couldn't look like a total muggle after all. She met Remus in the driveway.

            "I refuse to Floo Remus. We are driving. I will park in a nearby lot." He nodded in agreement, and got in the car. The car ride there took quite some time.

            "I can't believe he is gone again…" Narcissa held Draco tightly, as tears left her pale eyes rapidly. He held his mother, and ran his fingers through her hair, trying to calm her down. She looked up at her son and gave him a sad smile.

            "I need to go shopping." They both laughed lightly, as they got into their car. She told the driver to take them to Diagon Alley. When they got there, they parked next to a forest green Corvette.

(A/N: Dun dun dun! Evil music playing in the background)

            "I must get new robes. Madam Malkin's it is!" Emily grabbed Remus's hand and dragged him  in the direction of the shop. People were everywhere. By the time they had gotten to the shop, it had been five minutes. Emily ran in, and walked briskly over towards the dress robes.

            "Oh come on Emily, you have so many dress robes!" Remus complained as she threw another set at him. By the time that his hands were falling off, Emily dragged him over to the dressing rooms. She ran in, and tried every single one on. The last time she came out, she was wearing a set of emerald green ones, that had sparkles shimmering from the bottom up. She grinned at him, and showed them off. He smiled weakly at her, and sat back down. Emily came out five minutes later, carrying all of the sets. She skipped up to the counter, and laid them all down. The woman looked at her quizzically, not quite believing she had the money.

            "Twenty two galleons." She looked up at the older snotty lady, and dropped exactly twenty two galleons on the counter. She shrunk her robes, and put them in a small bag.

            "Thank you ma'am. Lets go Remus." She walked out of the shop, and sat down in the nearest bench. She sighed and looked around. Everyone was happy, so it seemed.

            "Hey Em, do you mind if I meet you in about two hours? I want to get some things for myself." Emily nodded to him as he walked off. Emily was just about to stand up, when she saw Hermione and Ron. They were holding hands, and laughing. Her heart felt like a knife went through it. She missed her friends.

            "When is Harry getting here? He said he would be right in front of Madam Malkin's…"  They walked over to where Emily was, and sat down on the same bench.

            "Hope you don't mind if we sit here… eh?" Ron asked with a mouthful of Bertie Bott's. Emily shook her head, and sighed. Hermione was on her direct left.

            "Do I know you… you look awfully familiar…" She whispered to Emily. Damn Granger, doesn't forget a thing. Emily looked at her as though she hadn't a clue.

            "Never mind, you couldn't be. Don't mind me." Hermione's eyes darted to the ring on Emily's finger, and the silver chain around her neck. She was just about to open her mouth, when Harry came running up to them. He smiled at them but then frowned as he looked at Emily.

            "Do I know you?" He asked her, and Hermione laughed nervously. Harry shook her hand. "Harry Potter." Emily looked up at him, then at Hermione.

            "This is Elizabeth….Elizabeth—" "Elysburg. I'm Hermione's neighbor." Emily cut in. It was true, Hermione only live two doors down. Ron looked baffled, and Harry smiled.

            "Mione, you didn't tell me she was your neighbor!" He whined to his girlfriend. Harry sat down next to her on the other side. Remus walked by, but did a double take as he saw the four together. He looked at Emily warningly.

            "Lupin!" Harry stood up and shook the man's hand. "Err Hello Harry, Hermione, Ron." Emily stood up and went next to Lupin. She whispered in his ear, telling him to call her Elizabeth.

            "Well Elizabeth, I'll meet you in an hour at the Leaky Cauldron." He waved to them all, and walked away. Hermione stood up also, and walked over to Emily.

            "Hey guys, mind if me and Elizabeth go for some ice cream, I need to talk to her…" They both nodded, and walked away, talking about Quidditch.

            "Emily, I knew it was you." She hugged the girl, as Emily hugged her back. They pulled apart and Hermione smiled. Emily grinned weakly, and sighed.

            "You know, I researched it. Well that and the fact that Dumbledore told me. He had to, he knew that Mallory and I were your closest friends, but Mallory had transferred with that Ravenclaw to Durmstrang. We all missed you Em, we really did. Malfoy does too. Extremely. He was moping all through Hogwarts." Emily's grin dropped at the mention of Draco, but she still thanked her friend. Instead of getting ice cream, they both agreed on going into one of the new shops. It was called, Forgotten Treasures. It was a book store. Both Emily and Hermione grinned in anticipation being that there were books. They were in such a rush, that Emily didn't notice the woman she fell into. Emily fell down on her bum, and looked at the tall blond woman. Narcissa… She helped Emily up.

            "Sorry about that madam." Emily tried to smile, but couldn't. She caught up with Hermione, and she was already in the book shop.

            "Hey, I am going to check out the upstairs, I'll come and find you later." Emily raced up the steps, going immediately into the isle that read, "Horror." A smirk was played upon her face. She was reading the spines of the books, moving quietly down the isle. Someone had rammed into her, and she whirled around.

            "Sorry about that Emily." Draco said, but quickly knitted his brows. Emily gasped at the tall blonde, and dropped the book she held in her hands, Vampiric Vixens.

            "What did you call me?" He looked at her emerald eyes, and back down at her hands. His silver eyes landed on the silver band on her finger.

            "Emily… I am sorry, you reminded me of someone…" His eyes silver eyes clouded, and he frowned. Emily's heart was beating hard against her chest.

            "I have to go…" She blurted out and ran down the isle, and to the steps. She practically jumped all of the steps, and ran to find Hermione. She found her in Lockhart's collection. Go figure.

            "Mione, I must go. I will talk to you later." The brunette nodded, and looked back dreamily at the cover of, Traveling with Trolls.

            Draco ran after this mysterious girl. He found her leaving the store. He stopped her at the entrance. She looked up at him, her large emerald eyes full of fear.

            "I am sorry, I must go…" She tried to push past him, but he continued to keep her in her spot. He looked down at her, confused.

            "I am sorry too, you remind me ever so much of someone. Please, let me see you again." Emily hesitated, but eventually looked up at him.

            "Draco, I can't. I am sorry." A tear fell from her face, as he smiled. She ran past him, down to the Leaky Cauldron. He tried to follow her, but she was too damned fast. I know it is her! She called me Draco!

            "Emily! Come back!" Draco yelled after her. He bit back a sob, and turned towards his mother. She gazed at her son, with a sad smile on her face.

            "Draco, you have to stop this. That was not her. She is GONE Draco." She held him in her arms, as a few tears fell down his pale cheeks.

            "No. She isn't."

A/N: I know… it was a depressing chapter. But it has to be… what do you expect?! Well there you go…

-SJ

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