Standard Disclaimer applies, I do not own anything familiar, I just randomly steal bits and pieces of other people's work, notice randomly, I can't remember where I get most ideas from so yeah, I only lay claim to the plot, any new characters, and Draco (Okay! I lied! So sue me! looks nervously at lawyers um, not really, I don't own Draco, okay? I hope your happy now! pouts and curls up in a little ball)
Hey you guys, I'm really, really sorry for the slowness that is my story but I've had a lot of stuff on my mind lately, mainly about my favorite person in the world graduating and I've been debating about joining the marines. Oh! Cookies for the person that mentioned the resemblance to Spike from Buffy, I love that show. James Marsters is the hottest man alive!! And cookies for whoever points out the movie that I got my ideas for this chapter! I'll shut up now and give you the long awaited for...
Chapter 4
Ginger woke up and looked at her clock. It was almost 1:30. She had been having nightmares. Ginger suddenly remembered what had happened the night before and upon hearing a soft snoring she assumed that Draco was indeed sleeping on her couch. She wondered momentarily why he didn't just sleep in bed with her. Ginger said a charm and her couch shifted into a pull out bed so smoothly that Draco didn't even stir. Ginger smirked at the thought of what her family would say about her having Draco Malfoy in her bedroom in the middle of the night. Her smirk turned into a smile as she crawled up into the bed and burrowed into Draco's chest. She felt Draco's arm instinctively wrap around her and she fell into a blissfully dreamless sleep.
The next morning Draco woke up very disoriented. After realizing where he was and that he had no classes until after lunch he took notice of the sleeping figure next to him. Looking at Ginger stirred up strange emotions that he never even knew he had. He leaned down and planted a light kiss on her forehead. Ginger's eyes fluttered open and she smiled when she realized who she was next to. Draco looked into her bright eyes. He took note of how there were specks of honey in their soft chocolate color. He reached up to Ginger's face and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. He ran his hand through her dark red hair, marveling at how silky it felt against his rough hand.
Ginger suddenly sat up and looked at Draco, "I'm hungry."
Draco looked at her. "Do you have classes this morning?"
"Nope, free until double potions at one." Ginger said yawning.
Draco glanced at the clock and saw that it was 9:00. "Oh! Sorry Ging, but I think breakfast is over by now," Draco motioned to the clock. He expected her to pout but was surprised when she grinned.
"Not for us, it's not," Ginger said, walking towards a painting of a muggle café. She said a password under her breath and the painting transformed into a quant little door. "I have connections," Ginger said as Draco looked at her. He put his boots on and ran a hand through his hair and they walked over to the door. Ginger opened it to reveal the school kitchens.
"Dumbledore set this up for me," Ginger said rolling her eyes at Draco's look of amazement. "He thought I might be able to use it if I decide I'm too upset to go down to eat at any time. The old man is getting a little loony in his old age, I think."
"This is bloody brilliant," Draco said. The two walked into the kitchens and were suddenly bombarded with questions from the house elves.
"Good morning Miss Weasley ma'am."
"Can I get you some marmalade?"
"Would you like some toast?"
"I trust you all know of Draco Malfoy, he is my guest and I believe we would like a small table for two and some toast and, hmm, do yo like orange juice?" Ginger directed the question to a stunned Draco. He looked amazed at the authority she seemed to command. "Hello? Earth to Draco?" Ginger waved a hand in front of his face.
"Oh! Yeah, what?" Draco looked sheepishly at her and she sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I asked if you like orange juice," Ginger said, exasperated.
"Oh, ok, yeah, I like it." Draco was embarrassed, a rare thing for him. He didn't know what it was about this woman that made him feel this way. He wasn't supposed to have feelings, he was a Malfoy. As pathetic of an attempt as it was he found he had made a point. But then again his father used to love his mother until he got over his head with the black magic. Draco had sworn long ago to never be like that.
"How do you like your toast?" Ginger asked him, getting annoyed when he didn't answer again. "Do you like it dark, light or with whips and chains?" That got Draco's attention.
"What?" Draco said with his mouth hanging open, just the thought of Ginger with a whip was overwhelming. He silently cursed his overactive imagination as she began to laugh.
" I asked you how you like your toast and you didn't answer, I had to get your attention somehow," Ginger smiled innocently at him as a barely noticeable pink tinge appeared on his cheeks. He responded with a mumbled 'oh.'
Draco was startled when Ginger suddenly grabbed his hand. She led him over to their table the elves had set up for them. It resembled something right out of a muggle café.
"Are you going to eat?" Ginger looked at him, catching his eye as she discovered that he was looking at her, "Or are you just going to sit there and stare at me?" Draco looked down to his plate as that blasted pink tinge appeared once again on his cheeks.
'Stop it!' he told himself, 'Malfoy's do not blush!' A voice in the back of his head said, 'Malfoy's don't fall in love either.' 'Don't be silly' he said, 'I'm not in love, it's just, a, uh, friend thing.'
"Knut for your thoughts," Ginger said looking at him. He looked up and their eyes locked. Something seemed to pass between them in the seconds before Ginger looked away uncomfortably. 'This is awkward,' she thought. 'Maybe it wasn't a good idea to be flirting with the disaster that is Draco,' she sighed. 'I wish he'd say something.'
The two finished their breakfast in an uneasy silence. Draco stood, "Perhaps I should be going, I don't want to be missed," he took her hand as she too stood and took a small step towards her. Ginger leaned in towards him.
"I think that there's something I should tell you," Ginger said, "You smell really bad."
"Yeah? Well you're not exactly a bed of roses yourself, I mean I was going to kiss you but I thought I might gag," Draco retorted.
"Oh, well, ok then. I guess you should be going then," Ginger motioned to a different door. "You had better go through this one, you don't want to run into any questions about why you were up by the Gryffindor tower twice in two days."
"Yeah, well, goodbye then," Draco said, not moving a muscle.
"Yeah," Ginger said. Draco suddenly asked a house elf next to him what the password was to get into the kitchens. She told him and he simply nodded when she said she couldn't tell him. He looked once more at Ginger and strode out of the kitchens.
Ginger giggled to herself as she remembered what a good time she had been having with the sworn enemy of her brother and the rest of the dream team. She grinned evilly as she thought about what their reactions would be if they found out. Ginger drank the last sip of her orange juice and walked out of the same door Draco did, thinking of going in to see Willow, her new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. She walked out and started towards the classroom when someone came up behind her.
"Hey," Draco called out to Ginger as he half jogged to catch up to her.
Ginger stopped and turned. "Yeah?" She asked as her eyes fell upon a stray piece of hair that had fallen out of place when he tried to catch her. She couldn't take her eyes off it. It made him look, if possible, even better.
"I, um, just wanted to, um, see if I could take you up on that kiss," Draco looked at her hopefully as she nodded, dazed. She wasn't expecting that.
Draco leaned in close to her. She tilted her head a little to one side as they got closer and closer. Their lips touched and it sent shivers up and down her spine. She leaned in more to deepen the kiss. He brushed her lip with his tongue, demanding entrance. Ginger granted him that and the kiss deepened further yet. Ginger's hands were on his back and she reached her hand up to his soft hair. She gasped as Draco began to expertly massage from the middle of her back, slowly, to her breasts. Ginger gasped again as he began to run his hands over her every curve. She turned them so her back was facing the wall. Draco took a hint and began to guide them over to it. His mouth temporarily left hers as he planted soft, sweet kisses along her jaw line. He moved down slightly to her neck, sucking and occasionally biting in all the right places. Ginny moaned as her back was pressed against the wall and she felt Draco's weight leaning against her. One of his hands went to her thigh and moved slowly upward. He went slowly and then stopped and looked Ginger in the eyes.
"Are you alright with this?" Draco looked concerned, he didn't want to push after what she went through.
Ginger moaned in response, pressing herself up against him, grinding against his member. He moaned and pressed against her. He continued with his hand up her thigh until it was under her skirt. He made sure that she wasn't tensing or seeming uncomfortable. His hand went even further up and he grabbed the waistband of her panties.
The bell rang and the two jumped apart before students could see them like that. Ginger's face was bright red and Draco even seemed to have a bit of pink on his fair cheeks as well. Draco turned to her before she could leave.
"Um, well, uh, have a nice day Ginger," Draco said as he turned to walk away.
Ginger suppressed a laugh. "Have a nice day?" She questioned.
"Yeah, I panicked, didn't know what to say." Draco said looking down.
"Well, have a nice day Draco!" Ginger said as she turned and got lost in the crowd.
Draco watched the direction where she had disappeared at. He really didn't know what to think anymore. He hadn't wanted to kiss her. Ok, well, he did but he just wanted a little taste. Well, he got a taste alright, and he liked it. Her lips were smooth, as was her skin. Her mouth tasted like chocolate and strawberries. He knew he was addicted to her now. And he would have her.
Ginger got back to her room. She looked around and giggled. It was too much, she didn't know what was going on but she thought she liked it. She had loved feeling safe at night and she loved waking up next to someone. She didn't know how she felt about Draco but she knew that she needed to find out. The only way to do that was to be around him more. Ginger thought a minute more and sat at her desk and got out a quill and some parchment. This would take a couple of rewrites, it had to be perfectly worded.
Draco wasn't able to concentrate in potions. He messed up his potion and Snape had no choice but to look disappointed and take away twenty points, although he was thankful that he didn't get detention. Before her knew it he was sitting at supper, his eyes on Ginger. She often looked up and smiled to him, occasionally he would wink and she would blush. She looked down from him only when she charmed to note for him to invisibly fly across the room and appear only for him. She charmed it so no one else could read it too. She was glad that charms was one of her best subject. She was skilled in both charms and DADA. She loved both classes.
Draco looked surprised when a small note fluttered in front of him. It had a 'D' on the front in an elegant hand. He opened it to discover a note from Ginger. He read it and smiled. He rad it over and over. It said: 'D, Don't ask me to explain any further because I can't but I feel safe with you next to me, stay with me again? Yours, G.' Draco smiled again. He didn't take any note of the looks he was getting from his fellow house mates and sighed and ate in silence. As soon as he saw Ginger get up to leave he also rose. He caught up with her in the hall and they walked quickly up to her room.
Draco didn't expect for them to jump on each other when they closed the door. Therefore he was surprised when Ginger did just that. She captured him in a kiss that put their one earlier to shame. They were filled with passion and lust. Draco slipped her shirt over her head as she unbuttoned his shirt. Ginger ran her hands up and down his well defined muscles, loving how they twitched beneath her touch and she began to work on his belt buckle. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She got his belt undone and pulled it out and unbuttoned his pants and he shed them as well. Draco's hands unzipped her skirt in the back and she let it fall to her ankles. Draco turned her around and he picked her up and set her down on her bed. They rid themselves of the rest of their undergarments.
Draco was gentle with Ginger. Even though she didn't really need him to be he was. He kissed her and he was so passionate that she almost thought she was dreaming. The two had such passion between them that it made even the most romantic movie look bad. He knew right then that he loved her and that he would never let her go, no matter what the cost.
Ginny looked at Draco through sleepy eyes after they were finished. She thought long and hard about her feelings toward him and finally came to the decision that she really did love him. She had to know how he felt. He had whispered things to her through the night. Among them was one that really stood out in her memory. He had told her that he loved her. She didn't know if she could believe him or not. God knew that she wanted to.
"Draco?" Ginger said his name softly, so that if he was asleep she didn't wake him.
"Hmm?" Came a somewhat sleepy reply.
"I wanted to ask you something," Ginger propped herself up on her elbows and Draco did the same on his side, facing her.
"What is it?" Draco knew what was coming, he wanted to tell her now but he waited for the question to be asked first.
"I need to know. What is there between us?" Ginger looked at him with a little spark of hope.
"I don't know, Ging, nothing at the moment I suppose, would you like there to be?" Draco looked back at her.
"Well, yeah, I think I would," Ginger said, then after thinking for a moment she asked, "Do you?"
"Oh, god yes." Draco looked at her. His normally cold eyes screamed out his love for her, "Ginger, I love you, I love you so much." Draco looked almost scared then, he looked like he was scared of her reaction.
"Draco, I love you too." Ginger gave him a peck on the lips and laid down again, snuggling as close to Draco as she could. They had time for some sleep, it was only twelve-thirty. They fell asleep in each others arms.
A/N: Hey!! I hope you liked it, who can tell me where I got parts of this chapter from? Whoever gets it first you get to give me an idea for the next chapter which I'll work in and you'll get it dedicated to you!! I promise!! Wow, my longest chapter yet, that's awesome. Um, I think that's all, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll take anything, improvements, flamers (constructive critisism please, no one saying that it sucked and that it's terrible without letting me know why they didn't like it, if it's something major, I'll fix it but if you just flame me to flame then I'll ignore you and you won't get a cookie...) Oh! Who would like to join me? I'm planning on capturing James Marsters (aka Spike) and Tom Felton (aka Draco). Don't tell anyone though it's a secret!
Hey you guys, I'm really, really sorry for the slowness that is my story but I've had a lot of stuff on my mind lately, mainly about my favorite person in the world graduating and I've been debating about joining the marines. Oh! Cookies for the person that mentioned the resemblance to Spike from Buffy, I love that show. James Marsters is the hottest man alive!! And cookies for whoever points out the movie that I got my ideas for this chapter! I'll shut up now and give you the long awaited for...
Chapter 4
Ginger woke up and looked at her clock. It was almost 1:30. She had been having nightmares. Ginger suddenly remembered what had happened the night before and upon hearing a soft snoring she assumed that Draco was indeed sleeping on her couch. She wondered momentarily why he didn't just sleep in bed with her. Ginger said a charm and her couch shifted into a pull out bed so smoothly that Draco didn't even stir. Ginger smirked at the thought of what her family would say about her having Draco Malfoy in her bedroom in the middle of the night. Her smirk turned into a smile as she crawled up into the bed and burrowed into Draco's chest. She felt Draco's arm instinctively wrap around her and she fell into a blissfully dreamless sleep.
The next morning Draco woke up very disoriented. After realizing where he was and that he had no classes until after lunch he took notice of the sleeping figure next to him. Looking at Ginger stirred up strange emotions that he never even knew he had. He leaned down and planted a light kiss on her forehead. Ginger's eyes fluttered open and she smiled when she realized who she was next to. Draco looked into her bright eyes. He took note of how there were specks of honey in their soft chocolate color. He reached up to Ginger's face and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. He ran his hand through her dark red hair, marveling at how silky it felt against his rough hand.
Ginger suddenly sat up and looked at Draco, "I'm hungry."
Draco looked at her. "Do you have classes this morning?"
"Nope, free until double potions at one." Ginger said yawning.
Draco glanced at the clock and saw that it was 9:00. "Oh! Sorry Ging, but I think breakfast is over by now," Draco motioned to the clock. He expected her to pout but was surprised when she grinned.
"Not for us, it's not," Ginger said, walking towards a painting of a muggle café. She said a password under her breath and the painting transformed into a quant little door. "I have connections," Ginger said as Draco looked at her. He put his boots on and ran a hand through his hair and they walked over to the door. Ginger opened it to reveal the school kitchens.
"Dumbledore set this up for me," Ginger said rolling her eyes at Draco's look of amazement. "He thought I might be able to use it if I decide I'm too upset to go down to eat at any time. The old man is getting a little loony in his old age, I think."
"This is bloody brilliant," Draco said. The two walked into the kitchens and were suddenly bombarded with questions from the house elves.
"Good morning Miss Weasley ma'am."
"Can I get you some marmalade?"
"Would you like some toast?"
"I trust you all know of Draco Malfoy, he is my guest and I believe we would like a small table for two and some toast and, hmm, do yo like orange juice?" Ginger directed the question to a stunned Draco. He looked amazed at the authority she seemed to command. "Hello? Earth to Draco?" Ginger waved a hand in front of his face.
"Oh! Yeah, what?" Draco looked sheepishly at her and she sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I asked if you like orange juice," Ginger said, exasperated.
"Oh, ok, yeah, I like it." Draco was embarrassed, a rare thing for him. He didn't know what it was about this woman that made him feel this way. He wasn't supposed to have feelings, he was a Malfoy. As pathetic of an attempt as it was he found he had made a point. But then again his father used to love his mother until he got over his head with the black magic. Draco had sworn long ago to never be like that.
"How do you like your toast?" Ginger asked him, getting annoyed when he didn't answer again. "Do you like it dark, light or with whips and chains?" That got Draco's attention.
"What?" Draco said with his mouth hanging open, just the thought of Ginger with a whip was overwhelming. He silently cursed his overactive imagination as she began to laugh.
" I asked you how you like your toast and you didn't answer, I had to get your attention somehow," Ginger smiled innocently at him as a barely noticeable pink tinge appeared on his cheeks. He responded with a mumbled 'oh.'
Draco was startled when Ginger suddenly grabbed his hand. She led him over to their table the elves had set up for them. It resembled something right out of a muggle café.
"Are you going to eat?" Ginger looked at him, catching his eye as she discovered that he was looking at her, "Or are you just going to sit there and stare at me?" Draco looked down to his plate as that blasted pink tinge appeared once again on his cheeks.
'Stop it!' he told himself, 'Malfoy's do not blush!' A voice in the back of his head said, 'Malfoy's don't fall in love either.' 'Don't be silly' he said, 'I'm not in love, it's just, a, uh, friend thing.'
"Knut for your thoughts," Ginger said looking at him. He looked up and their eyes locked. Something seemed to pass between them in the seconds before Ginger looked away uncomfortably. 'This is awkward,' she thought. 'Maybe it wasn't a good idea to be flirting with the disaster that is Draco,' she sighed. 'I wish he'd say something.'
The two finished their breakfast in an uneasy silence. Draco stood, "Perhaps I should be going, I don't want to be missed," he took her hand as she too stood and took a small step towards her. Ginger leaned in towards him.
"I think that there's something I should tell you," Ginger said, "You smell really bad."
"Yeah? Well you're not exactly a bed of roses yourself, I mean I was going to kiss you but I thought I might gag," Draco retorted.
"Oh, well, ok then. I guess you should be going then," Ginger motioned to a different door. "You had better go through this one, you don't want to run into any questions about why you were up by the Gryffindor tower twice in two days."
"Yeah, well, goodbye then," Draco said, not moving a muscle.
"Yeah," Ginger said. Draco suddenly asked a house elf next to him what the password was to get into the kitchens. She told him and he simply nodded when she said she couldn't tell him. He looked once more at Ginger and strode out of the kitchens.
Ginger giggled to herself as she remembered what a good time she had been having with the sworn enemy of her brother and the rest of the dream team. She grinned evilly as she thought about what their reactions would be if they found out. Ginger drank the last sip of her orange juice and walked out of the same door Draco did, thinking of going in to see Willow, her new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. She walked out and started towards the classroom when someone came up behind her.
"Hey," Draco called out to Ginger as he half jogged to catch up to her.
Ginger stopped and turned. "Yeah?" She asked as her eyes fell upon a stray piece of hair that had fallen out of place when he tried to catch her. She couldn't take her eyes off it. It made him look, if possible, even better.
"I, um, just wanted to, um, see if I could take you up on that kiss," Draco looked at her hopefully as she nodded, dazed. She wasn't expecting that.
Draco leaned in close to her. She tilted her head a little to one side as they got closer and closer. Their lips touched and it sent shivers up and down her spine. She leaned in more to deepen the kiss. He brushed her lip with his tongue, demanding entrance. Ginger granted him that and the kiss deepened further yet. Ginger's hands were on his back and she reached her hand up to his soft hair. She gasped as Draco began to expertly massage from the middle of her back, slowly, to her breasts. Ginger gasped again as he began to run his hands over her every curve. She turned them so her back was facing the wall. Draco took a hint and began to guide them over to it. His mouth temporarily left hers as he planted soft, sweet kisses along her jaw line. He moved down slightly to her neck, sucking and occasionally biting in all the right places. Ginny moaned as her back was pressed against the wall and she felt Draco's weight leaning against her. One of his hands went to her thigh and moved slowly upward. He went slowly and then stopped and looked Ginger in the eyes.
"Are you alright with this?" Draco looked concerned, he didn't want to push after what she went through.
Ginger moaned in response, pressing herself up against him, grinding against his member. He moaned and pressed against her. He continued with his hand up her thigh until it was under her skirt. He made sure that she wasn't tensing or seeming uncomfortable. His hand went even further up and he grabbed the waistband of her panties.
The bell rang and the two jumped apart before students could see them like that. Ginger's face was bright red and Draco even seemed to have a bit of pink on his fair cheeks as well. Draco turned to her before she could leave.
"Um, well, uh, have a nice day Ginger," Draco said as he turned to walk away.
Ginger suppressed a laugh. "Have a nice day?" She questioned.
"Yeah, I panicked, didn't know what to say." Draco said looking down.
"Well, have a nice day Draco!" Ginger said as she turned and got lost in the crowd.
Draco watched the direction where she had disappeared at. He really didn't know what to think anymore. He hadn't wanted to kiss her. Ok, well, he did but he just wanted a little taste. Well, he got a taste alright, and he liked it. Her lips were smooth, as was her skin. Her mouth tasted like chocolate and strawberries. He knew he was addicted to her now. And he would have her.
Ginger got back to her room. She looked around and giggled. It was too much, she didn't know what was going on but she thought she liked it. She had loved feeling safe at night and she loved waking up next to someone. She didn't know how she felt about Draco but she knew that she needed to find out. The only way to do that was to be around him more. Ginger thought a minute more and sat at her desk and got out a quill and some parchment. This would take a couple of rewrites, it had to be perfectly worded.
Draco wasn't able to concentrate in potions. He messed up his potion and Snape had no choice but to look disappointed and take away twenty points, although he was thankful that he didn't get detention. Before her knew it he was sitting at supper, his eyes on Ginger. She often looked up and smiled to him, occasionally he would wink and she would blush. She looked down from him only when she charmed to note for him to invisibly fly across the room and appear only for him. She charmed it so no one else could read it too. She was glad that charms was one of her best subject. She was skilled in both charms and DADA. She loved both classes.
Draco looked surprised when a small note fluttered in front of him. It had a 'D' on the front in an elegant hand. He opened it to discover a note from Ginger. He read it and smiled. He rad it over and over. It said: 'D, Don't ask me to explain any further because I can't but I feel safe with you next to me, stay with me again? Yours, G.' Draco smiled again. He didn't take any note of the looks he was getting from his fellow house mates and sighed and ate in silence. As soon as he saw Ginger get up to leave he also rose. He caught up with her in the hall and they walked quickly up to her room.
Draco didn't expect for them to jump on each other when they closed the door. Therefore he was surprised when Ginger did just that. She captured him in a kiss that put their one earlier to shame. They were filled with passion and lust. Draco slipped her shirt over her head as she unbuttoned his shirt. Ginger ran her hands up and down his well defined muscles, loving how they twitched beneath her touch and she began to work on his belt buckle. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She got his belt undone and pulled it out and unbuttoned his pants and he shed them as well. Draco's hands unzipped her skirt in the back and she let it fall to her ankles. Draco turned her around and he picked her up and set her down on her bed. They rid themselves of the rest of their undergarments.
Draco was gentle with Ginger. Even though she didn't really need him to be he was. He kissed her and he was so passionate that she almost thought she was dreaming. The two had such passion between them that it made even the most romantic movie look bad. He knew right then that he loved her and that he would never let her go, no matter what the cost.
Ginny looked at Draco through sleepy eyes after they were finished. She thought long and hard about her feelings toward him and finally came to the decision that she really did love him. She had to know how he felt. He had whispered things to her through the night. Among them was one that really stood out in her memory. He had told her that he loved her. She didn't know if she could believe him or not. God knew that she wanted to.
"Draco?" Ginger said his name softly, so that if he was asleep she didn't wake him.
"Hmm?" Came a somewhat sleepy reply.
"I wanted to ask you something," Ginger propped herself up on her elbows and Draco did the same on his side, facing her.
"What is it?" Draco knew what was coming, he wanted to tell her now but he waited for the question to be asked first.
"I need to know. What is there between us?" Ginger looked at him with a little spark of hope.
"I don't know, Ging, nothing at the moment I suppose, would you like there to be?" Draco looked back at her.
"Well, yeah, I think I would," Ginger said, then after thinking for a moment she asked, "Do you?"
"Oh, god yes." Draco looked at her. His normally cold eyes screamed out his love for her, "Ginger, I love you, I love you so much." Draco looked almost scared then, he looked like he was scared of her reaction.
"Draco, I love you too." Ginger gave him a peck on the lips and laid down again, snuggling as close to Draco as she could. They had time for some sleep, it was only twelve-thirty. They fell asleep in each others arms.
A/N: Hey!! I hope you liked it, who can tell me where I got parts of this chapter from? Whoever gets it first you get to give me an idea for the next chapter which I'll work in and you'll get it dedicated to you!! I promise!! Wow, my longest chapter yet, that's awesome. Um, I think that's all, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll take anything, improvements, flamers (constructive critisism please, no one saying that it sucked and that it's terrible without letting me know why they didn't like it, if it's something major, I'll fix it but if you just flame me to flame then I'll ignore you and you won't get a cookie...) Oh! Who would like to join me? I'm planning on capturing James Marsters (aka Spike) and Tom Felton (aka Draco). Don't tell anyone though it's a secret!