Caroline: You have to be my favourite reveiwer thus far... You like Jack off Jill... you think there great.... (dies and goes to hell) have you heard any Scarling? I've seen their link on the Jack off Jill sight and I was wondering if they were any good... Keep reviewing please.... Olive Juice.

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niftylicious: Don't care about spelling or mechanics, some people like my stories some don't... I'm not getting paid to write this, I do this out of boredom... Like I have previously stated.... I don't have spell checker on this computer, I'm doing this on a word pad at my grampa's house....

Chamorro: I never actually said it was a Draco/Hernione fic... Draco and Hermione are two main characters yes.... so I put it in DM/HG....

Goth Princess: Yeah I knopw it's confusing... I don't really know what I'm writing till it comes out... maybe this is just a fic promoting Jack off Jill.... lol... thank you for reviewing... hopefully I'm not scaring you away....

inget: Sorry, there isn't anything wrong with being gay... sure it infringes on the whole draco 'mione ship, but don't worry... more Draco/Hermione things comming up...

magick-wolf: Hermione is kind-of sorta gay.... she is confused about her sextuality.... Thank you for reviewing...

limegreenelf: There isn't anything wrong with being GAY!!!!! (sobs in corner) She is not entirely gay thought.... so I hope you are satisfied.... (sobs more)

stinkyirma: Thank you for thinking I am funny... I just got a weird idea for a draco fic... maybe I'll work on that after this is done.... I'll keep you informed if you like Draco... thought he is mine... so stay away... so is Aubrey from In the Forests of the Night/ Demon in My Veiw....

Dan's GrlS: Yeah I know my story could be better... I haven't really put in my usual effort.... I blame the fact that I left my thesuarus at home, and there isn't a spell checker on this damn computer.... grrr... besides I'm too lazy to pick up the dictionary.... sorry love, but I'm glad some people are semi-pateint with me... If you have any suggestions I am open to them...

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Disclaimer: Fanfiction is the bane of my existance... It gives me credit for nothing I have created... J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and all it's characters.... but I still love Draco... no matter what she says...

Authors Note: I will be Thanking my reveiwers regularly... so if you want to leave a comment, go ahead, I'll eventually get around to it...

Isolde woke up to a loud crash of thunder, she looked around and everything was grey. She smiled, finally. Rammstein slammed in her head phones. Sonne. The song was about the sun, ironic really, now that the sun was gone. Rain started slowly, then gradually poured down on her. But she never moved, true she was cold, hungery, and now soaked.

"Aren't we being a little melodramatic," a voice drawled.

"I have two words for you," Isolde snapped. "And they aren't Merry Christmas."

"Some one needs a hug," a voice said sarcastically.

"I thought I made it clear that I never wanted to speak with you again," Isolde told the figure.

The figure laughed dryly. "Really now, well you're getting close to Malfoy. That's a problem for me."

"What does he have to do with anything," Isolde hissed.

"Everything and nothing my dear," said the figure.

"Stop it with your stupid riddles," Isolde snapped. "You're not appearing any more mysterious."

"I thought I'd try," the figure said. "I can help you, you know."

"With what?" Isolde glared.

"I heard your little spaz this morning to him," the figure told her. "You like him."

"Duh," Isolde drawled. "I do not see how you would want to help me? I'm a problem remember."

"You could become an ally. We could assist each other," the figure said. Taking a seat beside her, the rain parted for the two, and Isolde felt a little warmer.

"What are you babbling about?" Isolde hissed at him.

He snaked an arm around her waist. "I'm lonely," he said. "and I need you to stop Draco from giving Hermioe that potion."

"Why?" Isolde asked curiously.

"You don't need to know that," he replied. "But if you do this for me, I could help him see you more clearly."

"I don't want him under magic," Isolde sneered at the idea.

"When did you become such a goody goody?" the boy sneered.

"As soon as I got away from you," Isolde gave him the death glare.

His green eye's glared back. "You can't fool anyone," he said.

"I'm not trying to," she smirk, climbing ontop of him pinning him down. Her medium length black hair dangled infront of his face.

"I like this," he grinned.

Isolde held a serious face as well as tone. "I will do as you ask," she told him.

"Good," he said. "You need me Miss Devnet, just like the old days."

"I don't need you," she hissed back. She kissed him out of repulsion for her thoughts, he relaxed under her and kissed back. "I need to feel something," she said and he stared back at her confused. "I need to feel something other then emptyness," Isolde explained and kissed him again.

"I missed you," he smiled up at her as they broke.

"I'm cold," Isolde said, her hunger turned in her stomach, and the wind ripped through her leaving her a shivering mess.

"Come inside with me," he offered. "I will make sure you get warm."

Isolde hesitated, but took his hand anyway.

Hermione Granger pased around her room. She slept with Draco Malfoy, each detail ran through her mind, the way he touched her, the way he moved above her. She blushed, did she even like him? No, Isolde looked pretty mad. That girl was so complicated.

Draco Malfoy, she seethed. Why him? Why couldn't she have ran into Harry? At least he hadn't tried to make out with Isolde right infront of her. She had not talked to Ron at all that day, or yesterday for that matter. He didn't seem to notice either, he was mad over something as well. Not that she made it a point to notice these things. The rain continued to pour down in buckets which only depresed her more.

Dinner sounded good right about now.

Draco Malfoy pased around his room, dinner would be a perfect time to slip the potion in Hermione's drink. But how? He had pondered this very fact all day. Hermione was a smart girl, she would figure something out soon enought. And what the hell was up with Isolde? She freaked out on him this morning, if he didn't know any better, he would almost think that maybe, no Isolde doesn't like people. Speaking of that girl, she hadn't been in the common room all day.

Isolde and a cloacked figure walked into his room. "Think of the devil and she shall appear," he stated bluntly.

"Cram it Malfoy," Isolde snapped.

"What are you doing here?"

Blaise Zambini hung up his cloack gracefully. "She's with me," he said coldly.

Draco looked shocked for all of a few seconds, then he smirked. "Is this you're new toy, Zambini?"

Blaise pushed him up against the closest wall. "She's no toy," he said.

"I thought a snake could tell the difference between a toy, and another snake," Draco hissed.

"And Granger is another snake?" Blaise replied sharply.

"She could be," Draco replied hastely.

Blaise laughed coldly. "She would never be one of us, and you can't leave us. Or do you not remember the pack Master Draco, the one you and I created?" Blaise asked.

"Isolde could never be like us either," he hissed in his own defense. "No one would ever except her as our own."

Isolde had known of the Snakes in Slytherin house, like a gang they created mayham in the school. They thrived off of vengence and choas. Each had a burn mark on the back of their shoulder in the shape of a snake.

"I disagree young Malfoy," Blaise said coldly. "She is very manipulative, she did get into Slytherin for a reason."

"What has she done to you?" Draco asked.

"Nothing," Blaise hissed. "It's Hermione Granger who is changing you."

Draco laughed. "I will change her, not the other way around."

Blaise sighed. "I only wish it were true Draco."

"Why Devnet?" Draco asked.

Isolde creeped closer to Blaise. "Blaise and I were friends before," she said quietly.

Blaises expression softened. "Isoldes father wasn't the nicest person, and I showed him that what he was doing to his family was very, very, wrong."

Draco glared at the two of them. "So this is your old pet," he nodded.

"I'm no ones pet," Isolde spat to him.

"You'd only be so lucky," Draco shot.

"How's Granger?" Isolde asked sarcastically. "Oh that's right, you fucked her and she ran away."

"Hold your tongue," Draco said icily.

"Hold your own," Isolde said, and then she turned to Blaise. "Make him leave Blaise," she pouted. "We have some catching up to do."

Draco scrunched up his nose as if smelling something foul.

Blaise turned to Draco.

"Leaving," he said instantly.

Hermione Granger sat at dinner pointedly ignoring everything around her. She sat and ate, and ate, and ate, infact if it weren't for Ginny telling her that she had been chewing on her napkin for tweenty minutes she probably would never had stopped.

Draco Malfoy sashied into the hall in his all mighty way, catching the gazes of many females. Hermiones cheecks flushed instantly. She took a swig of her pumkin juice.

He was walking right towards her, what could she do but stay frozen in fear.

"Love," he said taking a seat next to her.

Ron and Harry sent death glares arcoss the table.

"What are you?" Hermione said.

Draco kissed her on the lips. Secretly pouring the potion into Hermione's glass.

Ron and Harry sat up in a fighting stance.

Hermione's eye's went wide.

"We'll finish this later," he winked at her, and walked away.

Hermione sat there in shock.

"What was that about?" Harry and Ron said in union.

"I have no idea," Hermione lied, and took a long drink of pumkin juice. When she set it down she glared at it, wishing it had been some form of muggle alcohol.

Draco smirked in his seat. He had done it.

The entire school was in an uproar about what he had just accomplished.

Snape watched from his seat. There was no way that Draco had just done what he had just witnessed. Draco hated Muggle borns, and Muggle lovers. If he didn't recall Draco getting completely covered in Neville Longbottoms potion about a week ago, he might of actually have believed Malfoy had gone crazy. He would alert Dumbledor at once, Draco Malfoy was under a love potion.

Isolde Devnet and Blaise Zambini walked into the Great Hall hand in hand, Snape nearly died. He knew that Blaise and his neice had gotten into a lot of trouble when they were little. In fact, Snape knew that Blaise was the reason Isolde's father had left. He glared at the couple as they passed and took a seat at thier respective table.

Blaise pulled out a chair for Isolde and she sat down. He took his place beside her.

The entire hall went silent, Isolde glared in return.

Blaise Zambini coughed. A cough which clearly said "go back to whatever the hell you were all doing or I'll send the Dark Lord to kill you and all you hold dear."

Isolde ate quietly, wondering how this all started. A week ago only Lilith and Severus would talk to her. Now she was involved in a scandle. A scandle, something she hasn't done in awhile. She couldn't have Draco, she wasn't hurting anyone she knew, she felt different. She felt alive again, figures only the spawn of Satan could show her how to have fun.

Thank you all for reviewing... I have a lot of time on my hand's so if you guy's have some stories for me to read, review and tell me them, so I can read and review it...

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