The Truth or Dare game continued on with silly dares, hardly worth mentioning. It was still early, much too early for the boys to be back yet. Ginny, Hermione, and Draco all decided to go down to the beach. Rather, Draco convinced them to.

It was a short walk to the beach. "I'll show you the best spots here. I know this place way better than the back of my hand," commented Draco. He led them to a small cove, sheltered by palm trees. Draco turned and looked at the water.

Ginny, with a glint of mischief in her eyes, held a finger up to her lips and tiptoed in back of Draco. She counted to three on her fingers, and shoved Draco into the warm shallow waters. Hermione and Ginny erupted into massive fits of giggles.

Draco just sat there in the water, looking rather ruffled. His jeans had turned nearly black with the consumption of water, and his shirt had become see-through. He rolled his eyes, and got up, dripping water everywhere. But since Hermione and Ginny were too busy laughing, they didn't see Draco's wicked smirk.

He strode over to the. "You two are worse than Lord Voldemort times eighteen of him, didvided by nine of him, times however many of him it takes to make an army," still smirking, he continued. "So I thank you for that." And with those enlightening words, he stepped forward and gave them both a bear hug.

"UGH! Malfoy! You got us all wet!" yelled Hermione. Draco only smirked more.

"Of course we're worse than Voldemort! After what happened in the 'war'..." Ginny added.

The war with Voldemort had, of course, been successful. Very few lives had been taken. Harry hadn't even been injured! To hear the story, you must read an exerpt from 'The Adventures Of Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka Lord Voldemort,' by Memory Oftom.

Tom had gotten a cold. And he couldn't get rid of it. The only way to get rid of was ancient magic, which Tom hated and underestimated. You see, Tom was evil, or at least that's what he told himself. No, actually, that's what everyone else said. He only thought that there was power, and those too weak to see it. Let me redo that sentence. You see, Tom was powerful, which made others cower in front of him and kiss his filthy ribes and pallid feet. Tom always had wondered why, but it served his purpose well enough.

The cold was annoying him. It got in the way when he was casting all the spells. Finally, due to a mispronunciation of a word during a sneeze, combined with a cough, his wand had been burned to ashes. And as the wind was partciularly lively, all the ashes were blown away. Tom wasn't having a good day.

Because Tom was evil, er, powerful, no one wanted to help him get another wand. He supposed he could just steal it, but that wouldn't be good manners. His talking puppy, Conscience, had taught them to him. He had killed her, but remembered her lessons. He rarely used the manners, but sometimes, he had to. Or else Conscience's ghost would start haunting him. Boy, was it annoying!

Tom told his loyal spy, Severus Snape, that he was going to Ollivanders' to get a new wand. Suprisingly, Severus apparated at once. Tom wondered about that man, he thought Severus was going crazy. It was certainly starting to show.

Tom apparated to Ollivanders'. He called out, "Mr. Ollivander? I need a new wand. To take over the world. Can you help me?"

No one answered. Tom thought, "I suppose I'll have to summon him."

"Acci –achooo– o!"

Tom was sprayed with water from one of the many wands.

"Oh no! I'm melting, I'm melting!" And with that, Tom melted into a puddle, dead.

Harry Potter had been watching, prepared to duel Lord Voldemort. Too bad he had already melted.

The three adults trudged up to the hotel room. Draco had started sneezing, as he put it, "Just like Lord Voldemort."

"Achoo!" sneezed Draco.

"Stop doing that, I might catch something." Ginny told him.

"Well, it's your bloody fault in the first place!" he replied mock angrily.

Hermione went inside and threw both of them a towel and their wands, holding hers. "You want a shower, Draco?"

"No, I'm going home now. I'll report back tomorrow captain," came the reply. "You two, I'm hosting a party soon. I'll owl you about it, you can bring your two friends."

And with that, he apparated.

I know you're all going to kill me for not updating weeks ago. I'm so sorry! I was lazy, I'm not making up any excuses. I'll post this Friday for certain! I also know it's short, but it served my purpose. It took me a week or so how to get the words down properly. I am really sorry!

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.

Thank you AniDragon for betaing!

About the outcome of the war, you guys need to be a bit more creative! Lol, j/k! But I will tell you, taking place in my challenges to the reviewers will help get longer chapters sooner. Just because when I see something I like in a review, I can change my story to make it better, or when someone guesses it outright, it helps establish the solidity of what's happening. And I don't think any of you, including myself, understood a word I just typed.

Reviewer's Corner:

Suzaku's Rose: Thank you! Funmatic, great word!

SwTnDrEaMyPnAy03: Er, yeah pink's a great color! That's the color of my soccer jersey this year.

Draco-obsessed-grl: Ha, great!

valentines-hater: Yeah, I did. I wasn't smart enough to see the replace chapter button in Editing your story. I dunno why so many people I know think I'm smart.

wingless87: Thank you, and I can't wait for your next chapter of Black Rose!

RedAndGold4LeafClovers: Well, I at least read at least one of the stories on all three of your pennames that I know of...

moonlike-dreamer: Thank you, and I can't wait for your next chapter either!

We Hate Piggiears20: Er, um okay. Thanks for the heads-up. is not good at dealing with feuding reviewers, backs away and cowers in corner

You know what I noticed? The only person that has reviewed both my chapters was Draco-obsessed-grl. And I know AniDragon most likely would of if she had known about chapter two. Sorry about that!