"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.

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.

Done with that, on to the fic!!

Chapter Five

~~Somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean~~

"I'm going to kill that-Urghhhh!" Harry groaned as he, Hermione and Ron sped towards America on two of Professor Dumbledore's fastest brooms (Harry had his Firebolt). Harry was more than upset at Janie.

"I'll help!" Ron almost yelled, raising his hand.

"Me too!" Hermione smiled.

"Thanks guys."

"No problem, Harry. Um, but there is one question," Ron's voice quivered.

"What's that, Ron?" Harry asked, doing loop-the-loops, trying to get his mind off of Janie.

"Wouldn't it have been easier to learn to apperate?"

Harry thought for a second. "And risk ending up with half of us in one place and the other half in Argentina?!"

"Good point," Ron said thoughtfully. After a few minutes of an unjust silence, Ron spoke up again. "So, how's Sirius and Callista?"

"Haven't heard from them yet," Harry said sadly. Just then, a bright gray owl collided with Harry. "Ow!" The owl looked more hurt than Harry did, but as soon as it looked up at Harry it happily hooted and held out it's leg for Harry to take the letter off it's leg.

Harry took the letter, patted the owl's head and it was off in the way it came. Harry was suspecting it was from Sirius, but as soon as he opened it, the handwriting was not Sirius'.

Dear Harry,

How is everything with you and Draco? Good? I hope so. Just thought I'd write to you, and say that Sirius and I are doing fine.

I heard that Hogwarts has gotten a new student in the middle of the year. I think I heard somewhere that it was a girl. How is she? Good? ("Not especially so…after I splatter her head on the wall if she hurts Draco!" Harry whispered to himself.) I hope you two are friends.

Oh, one of my friends, Jay, is like really crazy over you…no, sorry, that's Draco. Never mind! Wrong person to tell that to! *slaps self* I am not awake yet! Lmao.

The next time we see you, we'll have to bring Jay so you can meet her. (Although she's really crazy at times…make that all the time.) She's also an animagi like Sirius and me. *Smiles* But she can turn into a red fox. It's weird, really. I've always wondered why a fox was what she could turn into. …I've been blabbering haven't I? Sorry, um, I'll just go, shall I? Okie day.

Bye Harry! See you when I see you!

~Fluffy AKA Kitty Cat

"Who's it from, Harry?" Ron asked.

"It's from Cat."

"Callista? Fluffy?" Ron said in wonder.

"Er, yeah."

"She was the cute one wasn't she?" Ron asked.

"…Er, yeah, Ron. Sure."

"Oh yeah! I remember her now!" Ron said. Hermione looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a deep frown.

"Sorry!" Ron said flying nearer to Harry, away from Hermione, hoping not to get pounded 500 feet in the air.

~~ Applestem Mansion ~~

"Draco, I'd like you to meet three of my…erm, not exactly *best* friends, but not my worst enemies (one of the girls humphed at this statement); Kelly Dawson, Jayce Carter, and Christina Pierce," Janie said with relish.

Draco shuddered at the thought of what Janie and the others were going to do to him.

"W-w-w-what are you going to do to me?" Draco stuttered.

"Well, in my, er, their," Janie motioned towards the others, "potion class, we were to construct a small, um, vial of love/pain potion."

"I'm not taking it!" Draco shouted, still sitting on the floor.

All seven laughed at him.

"Oh, poor little boy, you'll be taking it," the girl named Kelly Dawson said with a sarcastic smile.

"No, I'm not. And that's final."

"You will too, Draco. You will," Janie almost hissed at him, then clapped her hands twice. At that, two gnome-like creatures wobbled in the door holding a small vial of a pink-to-fuchsia-tinted liquid on a silver tray.

"I've heard this potion is supposed to cause excruciating pain to every limb of the body…is that true?" The girl named Chris asked.

"We'll just have to find out," Janie said with a tired sigh. She grasped the bottle off the tray and told the others to hold Draco down.

Chris and Kelly held Draco's arms, while the other two girls held his legs. The other boy, Jayce, held his nose while Janie poured the liquid in his mouth. Draco wriggled and squirmed while the painfully hot liquid poured down his throat. The liquid was nothing compared to the pain he felt afterwards.

The pain was unbearable. Like someone was shoving a white hot poker through his stomach and up to his heart. Draco screamed out Harry's name.

~~Somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean~~

Harry threw his head back, almost in pain. "Urghh! Draco's in trouble!"

"How can you tell?" Hermione yelled as Harry sped up on his Firebolt.

"That's what being a soulmate does to you," Harry almost growled under his breath.

Hermione and Ron sped after Harry with questionable looks.

~~Applestem Mansion, Transfiguration Dungeons~~

Janie circled the boy like a vulture when spotting a dead jackrabbit on the ground.

"Do you think Golden Boy'll save you, Malfoy?"

Draco writhed on the ground. Blood pounded in his ears. He couldn't see, but he managed to answer her.

"If I know…him…like I do…then…Harry…will…save me."

"Hah!" Janie scoffed. "He won't be here."

The pain from the potion subsided, but Draco's limbs still shook as he stood.

"He will save me."

"Not while I'm in charge," Janie said relishly and pulled out an emerald encrusted sword.

"Do you know…whose sword this is, Draco?"

Draco shook his head with his brow knitted.

"Salazar Slytherin's, that's who. And do you know what Potter pulled out of the Sorting Hat in his second year?" Again, Draco shook his head. "Godric Gryfindor's sword. 'Heir of Gryfindor.' That's all I've heard from my family since I can remember. 'Oh, Janie, you are so much better than that Heir of Gryfindor. You are the Heir of Slytherin!'"

"You? You're the heir of Slytherin?" Draco asked disapprovingly.

"What? Don't believe it?"

"No, I don't believe it."

"Why not?"

"Because all through my second year, when the Chamber of Secrets was opened, everyone thought that I was the heir!"

Janie stood in thought for a moment. "Well, this is interesting…"

Draco took a move for the door, but as soon as his foot moved towards the door, every body part imaginable burned with pain.

"Hah! Thought you could get away, little ferret?! Not on Janie Slavar Krustantrus' watch!" Janie almost yelled as Draco fell to the floor in pain.

After a few minutes of unimaginable pain, Draco, still clinging to the floor, whispered something that Janie couldn't hear. A millisecond later, Janie's whole body was flung to the other side of the room and onto a brick wall.

After a few seconds she got up. "Bastard! You will pay!" She screamed. Like lightning she was over to where Draco was, clutching his robes, hand raised.

"You hurt him, and you will die a most painful death," Harry's almost calm voice said from the door way.

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A/N: Oooooooh! Suspence! *Smiles sweetly* Ya'll love me, don't you?! Hehe, um, anyway, I'll probably have chapter six out either tomorrow or Monday, 'cause tomorrow, well, actually today I'm really sick and if I don't get any better by tomorrow morning, I'm staying home, and well, I *will* be working on chapter six over the weekend, minus the time that I'm in Champagne (Illinois).

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