Disclaimer: We don't own Draco and Oliver and all those folk, but we did
create Wes and Kylie and Dimitri and Superhero Draco and the leather
outfit!
A/N: Ok, for us, the age a person is considered an adult is 18. Remember this. It might be a different age for you so don't flame us saying "But people are adults at 21, or 19, or 17, or 104!" Got it?
Also, all Draco's hero stuff (Hero-Sense, rules, motto, etc.) was created by Rhiannon.
The leather outfit was created by WeasleyGirl, so blame her!
The magical potatoes were created by both of us! Notice how no one seems to ever EAT those?
~*~
A few days later found everyone at breakfast. They were all happily chatting when the mail came.
Kylie and Wes had soon learned to dismiss this odd happening as they never got mail anyway.
Today, however, a brown barn owl fluttered down next to Wes with a present tied to its leg. Wes screamed gleefully when she realized the card was addressed to her. She ripped off the card and opened it.
"Who's it from?" asked Kylie.
"My brother!" she screamed. "He just got back from canoeing in Ely, Minnesota! He's sent me my birthday present!"
"It's your birthday?" asked Ginny.
"Yep!" screamed Wes. "I'm 18!"
"Oh dear Lord!" gasped Harry. "She's an adult!"
"Mwhahahahahahahaha!" laughed Wes. "Yep, I was born November 17, 18 years ago at 12:01 in the morning! My mummy was in labor for 13 hours!"
"Thanks for sharing, Wes," grimaced Ron.
"Oh, Ronniekins," sighed Wes, shaking her head. "It could've been worse."
"Um, Wes?" said Kylie. "What about your present?"
"Oh my God!" screamed Wes. She grabbed the present and ripped it open. She pulled out a 2 ½ foot canoe paddle. "Ooo," she said. "You are my paddle, and I shall name you Benji!"
"What else is in here?" asked Kylie, digging through the box. "OOO! Wes, he sent all your CDs!"
"YAY!" screamed Wes.
"But how did he get this stuff here?" asked Kylie.
"Oh a few days ago I wandered up to the Owlery and wrote him a letter saying we weren't dead and stuff and that my birthday was coming up and no one here was bound to get me anything, because Draco dislikes me and all, so if he could send a present. . ." Wes explained.
"Oh," said Kylie.
"Now, I've gotten two presents!" exclaimed Wes. "Thanks, Kylie, by the way."
"No problem."
"Do you think I could get more?" wondered Wes.
Everyone shrugged.
Wes stood up on the table and yelled, "Hey everyone! It's my birthday today! I'm 18! I'm an adult at last!"
The Great Hall was silent for all of two seconds until everyone yelled together, "OH MY GOD!" and someone at the Hufflepuff table fainted.
Snape, meanwhile, took this news horribly and he started screaming and running around the place. As he ran by Kylie she conveniently placed a bowl of mashed potatoes on the ground and tripped him. He fell right into the potatoes, unconscious.
"Hey, Wes!" yelled Kylie. "You've gotten another owl!"
"Yay!" screamed Wes, again. She grabbed Benji and tore open her next present. She pulled out a green sweater that read "W loves D" in silver stitching.
"That's from my mum!" gasped Ron in horror.
"Somehow she always knows," said Ginny.
"Hey, look," said Wes, "a pan of fudge! It says "Welcome to the family!" in icing!"
"Oh God," said Ron. "It's official, my life is ruined."
Wes was about to reply when another present was zapped into her lap. She looked at the card which said only "Happy Birthday" and had no signature.
"An anonymous gift!" cried Kylie. "Those are the best kind because you don't have to write a Thank You card!"
Wes grinned and ripped open the box while Ron yelled, "I had a hard enough time being poor, and now you're really in my family! This is gonna be - my God, is that leather?!"
Wes had opened her gift to reveal a leather outfit (much like Natalie Portman's in the second Star Wars movie).
"Wes has got a boyfriend!" sang Kylie.
"Kylie's got one too!" Wes sang back.
Kylie turned VERY red.
"Who do you think sent it?" asked Ginny.
"Dunno," said Wes. "But I'm gonna go try it on!" She got up from the table and tripped over Snape. She managed to untangle herself after gasping, "He's muscular under those clothes!" causing Ron and Harry to throw up and Neville to faint. Wes finally ran into the bathroom.
Snape woke up a few minutes later and ran down into his dungeon. However, Kylie noticed his hair was miraculously clean from the potatoes.
Wes didn't come back in time for Potions, which was their first class that day. However, she did come stumbling in 15 minutes late wearing her new leather outfit. Everyone turned to look at her and all the boy's mouths dropped open, including Snape's. Granted, Wes was carrying a paddle. Wes's mouth also dropped when she noticed that Snape's hair was clean.
"Take you seat, Taylor," Snape said, but not quite as menacingly as he typically sounded.
"Can I have a detention?" asked Wes, clearly wanting to spend time with Snape, who, in her completely nonprofessional opinion, was suddenly very hot.
Snape just glared at her.
"But my seat is taken!" Wes said, exasperatedly.
"Sit by Finnigan, then!"
"Okay!" Wes replied. She then hopped over toward Seamus. In her efforts, she misjudged where her seat was and landed on Seamus's lap. "Sorry, Seamus," she said.
"S'ok. You can stay there if you like. I don't mind," Seamus said, dreamily.
"Oh, Seamus. You're so nice to me. It's just my birthday," Wes told him as she moved off him into her seat. "But anyways, your lap is a tad uncomfortable. Something was poking me."
Seamus blushed scarlet.
"It's a good think robes are so baggy. I think all the guys, including the good Professor here, have that exact same problem," Kylie said, bluntly.
"What problem?" asked Wes, stupidly, not noticing the red faces in the room.
"Detention, Johnson," Snape said, icily.
"But, Professor! I wanted the detention, not Kylie! She only wants detention that involves flying lessons!" Wes said as Kylie began to blush. "But if you don't want to give me a detention, you can use Benji to paddle me."
Seamus gasped and fell off his chair.
"What is your problem? Were you hit in the head with a canoe? It happened to Kylie and she fell off her chair lots. Here, Benji will save you," Wes said, reaching Benji out to Seamus.
Seamus accidentally fell onto Wes as she pulled him forward.
"Can you say desperate?" whispered Pansy Parkinson from the back.
"Honestly, Seamus! The balance is one thing, but keep your hands to yourself!" Wes cried. "That's Draco's place to touch, not yours!"
Kylie began rocking back and forth as madness ensued.
Wes rolled on the ground in a fit of giggles. Meanwhile, Draco began to sneak over towards them. While the class was busy determining if Wes was all right or not, Draco kicked Wes in the head, "accidentally," knocking her unconscious. Seamus saw Wes unconscious and gave her mouth to mouth.
Kylie screamed and passed out, unnoticed.
Snape hurried over, knocked Seamus out of the way, shouting, "NO! I am certified!" as he whipped out his CPR certification card. He then proceeded to resuscitate Wes.
All of a sudden, Professor McGonagall came in and screamed, "PDA!!! She's a minor, Severus!!"
Wes stirred, muttered, "But I'm 18," and passed back out.
"Oh never mind then," said McGonagall, backing out of the room.
"She needs more CPR, sir," said Seamus. "Let me help!" he continued as he crawled over Wes.
"Back off boy!" yelled Snape.
At that moment, Wes woke up again. She noticed Snape above her head and Seamus by her hips. She turned her head and saw Draco's shoe. She looked up at him.
"Draco, what's in your pants?" she asked.
Everyone looked at Draco, who quickly covered himself with his robes.
Wes giggled and said, "This is the best birthday ever!"
Snape somehow managed to calm the class and start the lesson. Wes and Seamus had a bit of trouble with their potion as Seamus was busy ogling Wes and drooling. Finally Potions was over and Kylie (who had woken up) followed the Gryffindors to Herbology while Wes sneakily followed the Slytherins to History of Magic.
Wes chose a seat one row ahead of Draco and diagonally from him. He gulped when he saw her but she was ignoring him because she was busy trying to get another Slytherin boy's hands off her.
Binns started class and the boy was still harassing Wes. Draco felt a bit bad for her so he body binded the boy.
Wes turned to look at Draco and she beamed at him. For the rest of the class period, Wes and Draco played mind games with each other and by the end of class, Draco realized he didn't find Wes as annoying as he used to. Was he warming up to her??!
~*~
During lunch that day, Wes decided to go show Dimitri her new gifts and say, "It's my birthday. . . where's my present?"
She knocked on his statue and he poked his head out.
"Wes!" he shouted happily. "You came to visit me at last!"
"Yep! It's my birthday. . . where's my present?" asked Wes.
"Well. . . er. . . hey! Nice outfit!" replied Dimitri.
"Yeah. I dunno who gave it to me though," said Wes, 'modeling' it to him.
"I like it. It shows a lot of your neck. That's your best feature, you know. . ."
"Really? You think so?" said Wes, trying to look at her neck.
"I know so," he said, smoothly. "Come into my statue with me, Wes."
"Ok!" Wes followed him into his statue. He motioned to a well placed desk.
"You can sit there."
"Cool," said Wes as she hopped onto the desk and placed Benji beside her.
"Wes," Dimitri began. "I have a gift for you. I can grant you millions of birthdays. . . but you'll never have to grow old."
"I could stay 18 forever?!" she asked, incredulously.
"Yes. . . AND, you could live with me for eternity!"
"Oh, well I don't know. . . we barely now each other. . . I doubt my parents would approve. . . and, no offense, but I don't like you THAT much."
"What if I told you you didn't have a choice?"
Wes paused. "Hey, Dimitri! You've got fangs!"
"Yes, I do. I can give you some as well. . ."
"As long as they're not those really cheap ones. . . I like the kind that glows in the dark!"
"Well, these kind will last. . . FOREVER!"
"Coooool! But no thanks. My heart belongs to Draco. I couldn't spend eternity without him."
"I'm sorry, I can only have one Evil Queen, and Draco just won't do!"
"Well, what about. . . Hermione? Don't you want her instead?"
"Nah, you look more the part!"
"Damn this leather outfit! But hey, Pansy Parkinson is pale skinned and dark haired too. And I'm sure she wouldn't mind being your sex slave for eternity!"
"Um, no," said Dimitri. "Do we really want Pansy around forever?" he asked as he started to advance on Wes. He winked seductively.
Wes giggled and blushed.
Precisely at that moment in time, Draco Malfoy came dashing through the statue's door.
"Damn, I'm good!" he said to no one in particular.
"Damn, I thought I sealed that door," muttered Dimitri, annoyed.
"Someone call for a hero?" Draco asked roguishly.
"Actually, no," said Wes. "But I thought about it. . . and you."
"No wonder my Hero Sense was haywire. It's you!" declared Draco. "Honestly, I must have it get checked out. Since I met you, all I've been doing is dashing through doorways yelling, "If someone says 'Oh No!' then in will come Draco!" Damn, I knew I forgot something!! Wes! You are ruining my act! If there were any more of you, I would kill myself! Let alone the fact that you can be annoying, you screw up my Hero Sense!"
While Draco was raving, Dimitri had begun to corner Wes. When he bared his fangs, Wes screamed and this managed to jerk Draco out of his rant.
"Oh no you don't!" shouted Draco as he lunged toward Dimitri. Being that there were no weapons handy, Draco grabbed Benji and began to whack Dimitri with it mercilessly.
Dimitri slumped against the wall after 5 minutes of the attack and Draco took advantage of his weakness. He whipped out a wooden stake and stabbed it through Dimitri's heart. Wes screamed and Dimitri vanished.
As Wes and Draco turned to leave, Wes asked him, "Hey, how did you do that?"
"The only was to kill a vampire is to stab them through the heart with a wooden stake," Draco stated bluntly.
"And you just happened to have a wooden stake?"
"Rule number 11 of the Super Hero rulebook is to ALWAYS have a wooden stake readily available."
"Oh, Draco, how can I ever thank you?"
"Don't. It's my job. And DON'T say anything about this. To ANYONE! EVER!!!!!!"
"But I feel like I should at least hug you," Wes said as her voice broke and she started crying. "But there are still a few more days left in your month!"
Draco stood uncomfortably for about 5 minutes while Wes bawled her eyes out before he tentatively reached out and patted her on the head. "There, there, Wes, it's okay," he said.
"No, it's not. People hate me. Look at me! I'm wearing a leather outfit that I still don't now who gave to me and no on wants to touch me!" she wailed.
"Er. . . that's not exactly the problem. The problem is that too many people want to touch you."
"Not the people who matter, like you!"
"Fine, you can have a SMALL hug!"
Wes looked up cheerfully and bounced over to Draco and gave him a hug. He patted her once on the back and pushed her off.
She skipped down the hall but quickly turned, skipped back and grabbed Benji from Draco's belt saying, "This is mine," and skipped off down the hall again.
Lunch was still going on in the Great Hall so Wes joined Kylie.
"Draco just hugged me!" Wes exclaimed, immediately.
"What? Why?" said an astonished Kylie, choking on her carrot.
"Oh, erm, I'm not supposed to tell. . . but, er, Dimitri's dead!"
"Thank God! Oh, er, whoops! I mean, I'm sorry. . ." said Kylie.
"Nah, it's ok. He wanted to make me his Evil Queen for eternity. What a poophead!" laughed Wes.
The two finished lunch and went off to their afternoon classes.
Looking back on the day, Wes decided that it had, in fact, been the best birthday ever. . .
Except, it could have been made more completely awesome if Draco had worn a yellow leather thong.
~*~
A/N from WeasleyGirl: Argh, my hands hurt. Me and Rhiannon wrote this whole thing up on paper so I had to type it all! And I still have to do the next chapter!
We wrote two chapter over the course of two days and we're putting them both up at the same time so y'all best REVIEW!!!!!!
GET GOING!!!!!!!
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A/N: Ok, for us, the age a person is considered an adult is 18. Remember this. It might be a different age for you so don't flame us saying "But people are adults at 21, or 19, or 17, or 104!" Got it?
Also, all Draco's hero stuff (Hero-Sense, rules, motto, etc.) was created by Rhiannon.
The leather outfit was created by WeasleyGirl, so blame her!
The magical potatoes were created by both of us! Notice how no one seems to ever EAT those?
~*~
A few days later found everyone at breakfast. They were all happily chatting when the mail came.
Kylie and Wes had soon learned to dismiss this odd happening as they never got mail anyway.
Today, however, a brown barn owl fluttered down next to Wes with a present tied to its leg. Wes screamed gleefully when she realized the card was addressed to her. She ripped off the card and opened it.
"Who's it from?" asked Kylie.
"My brother!" she screamed. "He just got back from canoeing in Ely, Minnesota! He's sent me my birthday present!"
"It's your birthday?" asked Ginny.
"Yep!" screamed Wes. "I'm 18!"
"Oh dear Lord!" gasped Harry. "She's an adult!"
"Mwhahahahahahahaha!" laughed Wes. "Yep, I was born November 17, 18 years ago at 12:01 in the morning! My mummy was in labor for 13 hours!"
"Thanks for sharing, Wes," grimaced Ron.
"Oh, Ronniekins," sighed Wes, shaking her head. "It could've been worse."
"Um, Wes?" said Kylie. "What about your present?"
"Oh my God!" screamed Wes. She grabbed the present and ripped it open. She pulled out a 2 ½ foot canoe paddle. "Ooo," she said. "You are my paddle, and I shall name you Benji!"
"What else is in here?" asked Kylie, digging through the box. "OOO! Wes, he sent all your CDs!"
"YAY!" screamed Wes.
"But how did he get this stuff here?" asked Kylie.
"Oh a few days ago I wandered up to the Owlery and wrote him a letter saying we weren't dead and stuff and that my birthday was coming up and no one here was bound to get me anything, because Draco dislikes me and all, so if he could send a present. . ." Wes explained.
"Oh," said Kylie.
"Now, I've gotten two presents!" exclaimed Wes. "Thanks, Kylie, by the way."
"No problem."
"Do you think I could get more?" wondered Wes.
Everyone shrugged.
Wes stood up on the table and yelled, "Hey everyone! It's my birthday today! I'm 18! I'm an adult at last!"
The Great Hall was silent for all of two seconds until everyone yelled together, "OH MY GOD!" and someone at the Hufflepuff table fainted.
Snape, meanwhile, took this news horribly and he started screaming and running around the place. As he ran by Kylie she conveniently placed a bowl of mashed potatoes on the ground and tripped him. He fell right into the potatoes, unconscious.
"Hey, Wes!" yelled Kylie. "You've gotten another owl!"
"Yay!" screamed Wes, again. She grabbed Benji and tore open her next present. She pulled out a green sweater that read "W loves D" in silver stitching.
"That's from my mum!" gasped Ron in horror.
"Somehow she always knows," said Ginny.
"Hey, look," said Wes, "a pan of fudge! It says "Welcome to the family!" in icing!"
"Oh God," said Ron. "It's official, my life is ruined."
Wes was about to reply when another present was zapped into her lap. She looked at the card which said only "Happy Birthday" and had no signature.
"An anonymous gift!" cried Kylie. "Those are the best kind because you don't have to write a Thank You card!"
Wes grinned and ripped open the box while Ron yelled, "I had a hard enough time being poor, and now you're really in my family! This is gonna be - my God, is that leather?!"
Wes had opened her gift to reveal a leather outfit (much like Natalie Portman's in the second Star Wars movie).
"Wes has got a boyfriend!" sang Kylie.
"Kylie's got one too!" Wes sang back.
Kylie turned VERY red.
"Who do you think sent it?" asked Ginny.
"Dunno," said Wes. "But I'm gonna go try it on!" She got up from the table and tripped over Snape. She managed to untangle herself after gasping, "He's muscular under those clothes!" causing Ron and Harry to throw up and Neville to faint. Wes finally ran into the bathroom.
Snape woke up a few minutes later and ran down into his dungeon. However, Kylie noticed his hair was miraculously clean from the potatoes.
Wes didn't come back in time for Potions, which was their first class that day. However, she did come stumbling in 15 minutes late wearing her new leather outfit. Everyone turned to look at her and all the boy's mouths dropped open, including Snape's. Granted, Wes was carrying a paddle. Wes's mouth also dropped when she noticed that Snape's hair was clean.
"Take you seat, Taylor," Snape said, but not quite as menacingly as he typically sounded.
"Can I have a detention?" asked Wes, clearly wanting to spend time with Snape, who, in her completely nonprofessional opinion, was suddenly very hot.
Snape just glared at her.
"But my seat is taken!" Wes said, exasperatedly.
"Sit by Finnigan, then!"
"Okay!" Wes replied. She then hopped over toward Seamus. In her efforts, she misjudged where her seat was and landed on Seamus's lap. "Sorry, Seamus," she said.
"S'ok. You can stay there if you like. I don't mind," Seamus said, dreamily.
"Oh, Seamus. You're so nice to me. It's just my birthday," Wes told him as she moved off him into her seat. "But anyways, your lap is a tad uncomfortable. Something was poking me."
Seamus blushed scarlet.
"It's a good think robes are so baggy. I think all the guys, including the good Professor here, have that exact same problem," Kylie said, bluntly.
"What problem?" asked Wes, stupidly, not noticing the red faces in the room.
"Detention, Johnson," Snape said, icily.
"But, Professor! I wanted the detention, not Kylie! She only wants detention that involves flying lessons!" Wes said as Kylie began to blush. "But if you don't want to give me a detention, you can use Benji to paddle me."
Seamus gasped and fell off his chair.
"What is your problem? Were you hit in the head with a canoe? It happened to Kylie and she fell off her chair lots. Here, Benji will save you," Wes said, reaching Benji out to Seamus.
Seamus accidentally fell onto Wes as she pulled him forward.
"Can you say desperate?" whispered Pansy Parkinson from the back.
"Honestly, Seamus! The balance is one thing, but keep your hands to yourself!" Wes cried. "That's Draco's place to touch, not yours!"
Kylie began rocking back and forth as madness ensued.
Wes rolled on the ground in a fit of giggles. Meanwhile, Draco began to sneak over towards them. While the class was busy determining if Wes was all right or not, Draco kicked Wes in the head, "accidentally," knocking her unconscious. Seamus saw Wes unconscious and gave her mouth to mouth.
Kylie screamed and passed out, unnoticed.
Snape hurried over, knocked Seamus out of the way, shouting, "NO! I am certified!" as he whipped out his CPR certification card. He then proceeded to resuscitate Wes.
All of a sudden, Professor McGonagall came in and screamed, "PDA!!! She's a minor, Severus!!"
Wes stirred, muttered, "But I'm 18," and passed back out.
"Oh never mind then," said McGonagall, backing out of the room.
"She needs more CPR, sir," said Seamus. "Let me help!" he continued as he crawled over Wes.
"Back off boy!" yelled Snape.
At that moment, Wes woke up again. She noticed Snape above her head and Seamus by her hips. She turned her head and saw Draco's shoe. She looked up at him.
"Draco, what's in your pants?" she asked.
Everyone looked at Draco, who quickly covered himself with his robes.
Wes giggled and said, "This is the best birthday ever!"
Snape somehow managed to calm the class and start the lesson. Wes and Seamus had a bit of trouble with their potion as Seamus was busy ogling Wes and drooling. Finally Potions was over and Kylie (who had woken up) followed the Gryffindors to Herbology while Wes sneakily followed the Slytherins to History of Magic.
Wes chose a seat one row ahead of Draco and diagonally from him. He gulped when he saw her but she was ignoring him because she was busy trying to get another Slytherin boy's hands off her.
Binns started class and the boy was still harassing Wes. Draco felt a bit bad for her so he body binded the boy.
Wes turned to look at Draco and she beamed at him. For the rest of the class period, Wes and Draco played mind games with each other and by the end of class, Draco realized he didn't find Wes as annoying as he used to. Was he warming up to her??!
~*~
During lunch that day, Wes decided to go show Dimitri her new gifts and say, "It's my birthday. . . where's my present?"
She knocked on his statue and he poked his head out.
"Wes!" he shouted happily. "You came to visit me at last!"
"Yep! It's my birthday. . . where's my present?" asked Wes.
"Well. . . er. . . hey! Nice outfit!" replied Dimitri.
"Yeah. I dunno who gave it to me though," said Wes, 'modeling' it to him.
"I like it. It shows a lot of your neck. That's your best feature, you know. . ."
"Really? You think so?" said Wes, trying to look at her neck.
"I know so," he said, smoothly. "Come into my statue with me, Wes."
"Ok!" Wes followed him into his statue. He motioned to a well placed desk.
"You can sit there."
"Cool," said Wes as she hopped onto the desk and placed Benji beside her.
"Wes," Dimitri began. "I have a gift for you. I can grant you millions of birthdays. . . but you'll never have to grow old."
"I could stay 18 forever?!" she asked, incredulously.
"Yes. . . AND, you could live with me for eternity!"
"Oh, well I don't know. . . we barely now each other. . . I doubt my parents would approve. . . and, no offense, but I don't like you THAT much."
"What if I told you you didn't have a choice?"
Wes paused. "Hey, Dimitri! You've got fangs!"
"Yes, I do. I can give you some as well. . ."
"As long as they're not those really cheap ones. . . I like the kind that glows in the dark!"
"Well, these kind will last. . . FOREVER!"
"Coooool! But no thanks. My heart belongs to Draco. I couldn't spend eternity without him."
"I'm sorry, I can only have one Evil Queen, and Draco just won't do!"
"Well, what about. . . Hermione? Don't you want her instead?"
"Nah, you look more the part!"
"Damn this leather outfit! But hey, Pansy Parkinson is pale skinned and dark haired too. And I'm sure she wouldn't mind being your sex slave for eternity!"
"Um, no," said Dimitri. "Do we really want Pansy around forever?" he asked as he started to advance on Wes. He winked seductively.
Wes giggled and blushed.
Precisely at that moment in time, Draco Malfoy came dashing through the statue's door.
"Damn, I'm good!" he said to no one in particular.
"Damn, I thought I sealed that door," muttered Dimitri, annoyed.
"Someone call for a hero?" Draco asked roguishly.
"Actually, no," said Wes. "But I thought about it. . . and you."
"No wonder my Hero Sense was haywire. It's you!" declared Draco. "Honestly, I must have it get checked out. Since I met you, all I've been doing is dashing through doorways yelling, "If someone says 'Oh No!' then in will come Draco!" Damn, I knew I forgot something!! Wes! You are ruining my act! If there were any more of you, I would kill myself! Let alone the fact that you can be annoying, you screw up my Hero Sense!"
While Draco was raving, Dimitri had begun to corner Wes. When he bared his fangs, Wes screamed and this managed to jerk Draco out of his rant.
"Oh no you don't!" shouted Draco as he lunged toward Dimitri. Being that there were no weapons handy, Draco grabbed Benji and began to whack Dimitri with it mercilessly.
Dimitri slumped against the wall after 5 minutes of the attack and Draco took advantage of his weakness. He whipped out a wooden stake and stabbed it through Dimitri's heart. Wes screamed and Dimitri vanished.
As Wes and Draco turned to leave, Wes asked him, "Hey, how did you do that?"
"The only was to kill a vampire is to stab them through the heart with a wooden stake," Draco stated bluntly.
"And you just happened to have a wooden stake?"
"Rule number 11 of the Super Hero rulebook is to ALWAYS have a wooden stake readily available."
"Oh, Draco, how can I ever thank you?"
"Don't. It's my job. And DON'T say anything about this. To ANYONE! EVER!!!!!!"
"But I feel like I should at least hug you," Wes said as her voice broke and she started crying. "But there are still a few more days left in your month!"
Draco stood uncomfortably for about 5 minutes while Wes bawled her eyes out before he tentatively reached out and patted her on the head. "There, there, Wes, it's okay," he said.
"No, it's not. People hate me. Look at me! I'm wearing a leather outfit that I still don't now who gave to me and no on wants to touch me!" she wailed.
"Er. . . that's not exactly the problem. The problem is that too many people want to touch you."
"Not the people who matter, like you!"
"Fine, you can have a SMALL hug!"
Wes looked up cheerfully and bounced over to Draco and gave him a hug. He patted her once on the back and pushed her off.
She skipped down the hall but quickly turned, skipped back and grabbed Benji from Draco's belt saying, "This is mine," and skipped off down the hall again.
Lunch was still going on in the Great Hall so Wes joined Kylie.
"Draco just hugged me!" Wes exclaimed, immediately.
"What? Why?" said an astonished Kylie, choking on her carrot.
"Oh, erm, I'm not supposed to tell. . . but, er, Dimitri's dead!"
"Thank God! Oh, er, whoops! I mean, I'm sorry. . ." said Kylie.
"Nah, it's ok. He wanted to make me his Evil Queen for eternity. What a poophead!" laughed Wes.
The two finished lunch and went off to their afternoon classes.
Looking back on the day, Wes decided that it had, in fact, been the best birthday ever. . .
Except, it could have been made more completely awesome if Draco had worn a yellow leather thong.
~*~
A/N from WeasleyGirl: Argh, my hands hurt. Me and Rhiannon wrote this whole thing up on paper so I had to type it all! And I still have to do the next chapter!
We wrote two chapter over the course of two days and we're putting them both up at the same time so y'all best REVIEW!!!!!!
GET GOING!!!!!!!
And no one worded reviews or reviews that just say, "Good job" or "Nice chapter" because they're short and take two seconds and don't prove you actually read the chapter! We're already depressed enough! Give us some good long reviews so we can be HAPPY!
Bye!