"Janie's Got a Gun"
By: Jaylynn Jean Lee
Disclaimer: Not mine, if it were, do you think I'd be writing it on here? Hail no! It'd be damn published! Anyway, not mine * points to JKR * hers. Janie Krustantras is mine though. My idea, my creation, my guardian, and ect.
Dedications: To everyone who has ever reviewed any story in the whole wide world. Knowing from experience, reviews are what makes the author.
Again, thanks to everyone who had reviewed for my previous story "Have I Ever Told You…" And THIS is what had come of that! *Shakes head* that's bad! LOL!
Those reviews are what makes me who I am today. Thank you.
And, with this fic, I'm taking a new approach, and not leaving you hanging on where the kids are, kk? Okay.
And this is a new warning: FLAMES WILL BE USED TO COOK MY AFTERNOON SMORES! Thank you.
Now, one last warning: Any muggle readers of this fic are reassured that the amusing characters described hereafter are fictional and cannot hurt you. To wizards, I say merely: Draco dormiens nunquam titlandus.
To Ria Ignacio: You are, to say the least, a little bitch that deserves to die. And, yes, I did master the basic mechanics of spelling, grammar and punctuation long before you even went to school. I'm older than I may seem.
To all the people have read "Have I Ever Told You…": In chapter four, the lastest paragraphs, it's not mine. *points to Ria * Hers. Happy Ria? I never could do kissy scenes, so there, I admit it! Now, go fuck off, Ria. And, I blocked you on my e-mail, so don't even try e-mailing me again or I swear I'll get that army base that is "as willing as kick your stupid ass as they are kill Bin Laden." I'd advise you not to mess with me. My sister IS the officer; so, I DARE you to mess with me.
To SweetBaby: Not Idolizing. If I * were * idolizing, my pen name would be something like "Aristocratic Dragon2" or some shit like that. I'm not that way, thanks. You might be, but, I'm fucking not. And, by the way, see above. This IS war. Just think, World War I, only it's between you, me, and what's her face. And, also: It takes one, to know one.
"Now while you grittin' your teeth. Frustration baby you gotta breathe. Take alot more than you to get rid of me. You see I do what they can't do, I just do me. Ain't no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see. Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe. Love for my wordplay that's hard to find. Sophomore, I ain't scared, one of a kind. All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine. Eyes bloodshot, stressin', chills up your spine. Huh, sick to your stomach wishin' I wrote your rhymes."
-Eve And Gwen Stefani ("Let Me Blow Ya Mind")
"And I said girl, you know you ain't so tough, tough, tough, so turn off the light, turn off the light. I said girl you ain't so rough, rough, rough, turn off the light, turn off the light. And I said, follow me, follow me, follow me, down, down, down. Till you see all my dreams, not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems."
-Nelly Furtado ("Turn off the Lights")
Done ranting now, on to fic…
Chapter Three
Both Janie and Pansy spun around to meet Draco's cold stare.
"What if I am different? Isn't that supposed to be a good thing?" Draco got up in Janie's face and almost yelled.
Janie looked at the blond like a deer caught in headlights; her bottom lip quivered in fear, then she resigned her posture and smiled an evil smile.
"You and Potter may be lovers, soul mates, whatnot and the other, but! It does not mean you can bring it into my life! There are people that like the classic men and women only."
"So, what you're saying is you're homophobic?" Draco stared at Janie.
"I'm not afraid of Gays and Lesbians, I just don't approve of them."
"Same thing," Pansy said quietly.
"No, actually, it's two totally different things," Janie said matter-of-factly to Pansy.
"Well, sorry! I'm going to leave now," Pansy got up and left through the open door.
"What is your problem, Janie?" Draco said calmly.
"I have no problem, Draco."
"Yes, you do. First, you kiss my hand, and then you're nearly trying to bite my head off. What's up with that?"
Janie stared at Draco with concern in her eyes, almost close to tears.
"Do you really want to know, Draco?"
"Yes, I do, Janie. Please tell me," Draco said sitting on one of the dormitory beds.
Janie looked at the floor. "I was sent here to protect you, Draco. And your being gay isn't making my job any easier."
"Who sent you?" Draco said with narrowed eyes.
"I can't say."
"You don't know, or you can't say because…why?"
"All I can tell you is this: I know every thing you're thinking at every second of every day."
Draco looked taken back. "You can…read my mind?"
"Yes. I can read your mind. You're thinking that this is too freaky for you, and that you really shouldn't be in a room that knows your every fear, passion and want."
Draco's expression dropped and gave the brunette a sideways glance.
"Now I'm scared."
"You should be. I've seen everything you and Potter have done like I was standing right beside you," Janie said sadly, staring at the floor.
~~Beside the Forbidden Forest~~
"She had better be joking," Hermione scoffed.
"No, she said exactly what I was thinking. That was some scary shit there, I'm tellin' you," Draco told the other three. Just then, a loud howl came from inside the Forbidden Forest. Ron's face turned deathly pale at the sound.
"How about we say we go back into the castle, guys?" Ron's voice shook.
Harry turned to the red head. "We have to find out what it is. It sounds hurt."
"But we aren't allowed in there!" Hermione protested.
"Then we'll go get Hagrid! He'll accompany us because he won't let a magical creature be hurt for too long!" At that, Harry started running towards Hagrid's tiny cabin. The others shrugged and followed.
"Hagrid!" Harry pounded on the large door. "Hagrid! There's an animal that's hurt in the forest!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" A deep bellowing came from inside the cabin. Soon, the door opened and the large man stood in the doorway. "Ya say a' a'imal 'as been 'urt, 'arry?"
"Yeah, it sounds like a wolf or something," Draco responded.
Hagrid glared down at the pale boy.
"Since 'hen 'ould you be concerned with an'thin' o'her tha' yaself?"
Draco cowered behind Harry for fear of losing his neck.
"Since…now?"
Hagrid scoffed. "Ya Malfoys are all alike. Pu'in other people down, then cowerin' behind someone."
"Hagrid, please," Harry almost whined.
"Oh, sorry, 'arry, I forgot me head there for a minute," Hagrid laughed. "And sorry to ya, too, Malfoy," he almost groaned.
"So, can we go into the forest, Hagrid?" Ron asked, not very excited at the thought.
"Oh! Sure ya can, lemme go get Fang, and I'll meet ya'll by the edge of the forest."
~~Inside the Forbidden Forest~~
"So, ya said it was a wolf, 'arry?"
"Yeah. It sounded a lot like one, didn't it guys?"
The other three just nodded their heads.
"Why don't we split up? We can cover twice as much—"
"This sounds too familiar," Draco said with narrowed eyes.
Harry narrowed his eyes also, looking at the ground, concentrating hard on where he had heard this conversation then he exclaimed "First year! When we got a detention, remember, Draco?"
"Oh, yeah…I don't trust it."
"Well, still, we can split up, and find the fox/wolf/coyote thing, okay guys?" Hermione asked.
Ron's voice trembled as he replied, "Okay, but I'm going with Hagrid."
"A'ight," Hagrid said, "Me, Ron an' Fang it is then. Ya three," Hagrid motioned to Harry, Draco and Hermione, "be careful. I don't wanna be responsible for ya three."
As Draco, Hermione and Harry trudged on, Harry sang "Papercut" by Linkin Park to get his mind off the events that day had brought down upon the Hogwarts Grounds.
"Do you think that Janie could be an animagi?" Hermione mused.
Draco and Harry both shrugged.
"If she is, then that makes her even more powerful than she probably already is," Harry said.
"But wasn't your dad an animagi, Harry?" Draco asked.
"Yeah. What's that have to do with Janie being one?" Harry almost snapped.
"Sor-ry! Gosh, I didn't mean that to be mean, I was only asking."
"Sorry, Drac, I'm just a little stressed with Janie and the O.W.L.S. coming-"
"Shh! Get over here!" Hermione almost yelled at the duo. Harry and Draco ran to where she was standing behind a tree.
"What is it, Hermione?" Harry whispered.
"It's an arctic fox, look!" Hermione pointed.
She was right. An arctic fox was walking towards the tree that the three were standing behind.
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A/N: I am SOOOOOOOO sorry this was so short, but I know that everyone was wanting this like a month ago (I know some of ya are goin' "pssssh, yeah right" right about now.) Anyways, there it was. Chap four'll be out in a week, if not less. I promise.
