HEY!!! Happy New Years Eve!!!!!! It's going to be a bloody beautiful day!! It's 10 am and I fell asleep last night/this morning at a little after 5:30 AM… Oh boy am I going to be pleasant today!! And that's after the two hour car ride to my Aunt's house. And You know I just love them!! Their three children go to the catholic school their mom works at!! They don't curse, and they don't watch anime. We have COMPLETELY different taste in music and television shows and sense of humors…… Every year it's hell… But since I matured *coughbullshitcough* or rather got into 7th grade, I've kinda grown out of the things to do there. Mostly I just sit in the down stairs living room and read as I listen to Godsmack and punk groups. Alas!!! Lulu has my Godsmack cd and my other cds in are my room which my sister that goes to college currently has trashed/is living in. She's going to Time Square with her friends to watch the ball drop. So I'm shit outta luck!! Yea!! (I feel that this is an important time to tell you the last two sentences are typed with deep dripping sarcasm…) Oh my aren't I cheery today!! Not really… but that's what happens to me when I don't get a lot of sleep for a few days *coughallblippingvacationcough* and I barely ate anything *coughstringcheesecough* so I don't really have energy anyway….. Oh joy oh joy oh joy!!!

Alton: Maybe you should quit before you start to blame your parents and tell us about all the past mistakes they made while raising you , Spawn.

(Duo: Hey Duo here… you may not know why Alton called Aloh spawn, but that's why I'm here. You see when Aloh read SafetyMunkey's new chapter, she didn't want to review it. So she chained Alton to the ground and left him to do it. He didn't take kindly to that and cursed her out for forty-five minutes. Don't look at him like that! She was watching Fake while he did it so she didn't hear a single sound he made….Well anywho… he'd also called Aloh the Spawn of Satan. Then said that was insulting Satan so that's why he calles her Spawn….. Well *big cheese smile* back to you Aloh..)

Aloh: Ehh… Shuddup!! I was in the moment!!

Alton: Which moment is that?? Or should I say which entity is speaking??

Aloh: *glares*

Alton: *glares*

Feytaloney: *sweat drop* Well.. They could be going at it for a while… They tend to do that.. So…. I guess I'll do the thank you's…

Thanks to November02. Thanks you for the support!! Yes Ron may seem like a little flustering boy but he has some spunk in him yet. Or he was just really tired. Actually that makes the most sense….

I'm not going to thank you SafetyMunkey!! You had Quill break that tiny mind of his over Aloh!! That wasn't very nice… *small smile* Okay… I guess that if the story helped him get a clue than that's a good thing….. Anyway!! Happy New Year!! Wasn't seeing LOTR with Aloh fun?? She said it was! Oh and Aloh wanted to tell you… With her issue of Shonen Jump she got an ultra-rare Yu-Gi-Oh card and she was wondering if she should shove it in her cousins face? Since he, after all, has nearly all the cards and hates manga so he'd never get Shonen Jump.

And Andrea……

Aloh: WAIT!!!!!!!! I MUST DO THIS ONE!!!!!!!!!

Alton: *Tied up and gagged with a blindfold on* MGHFRIGNAGAPJSDLHDEJJNSOEHHWLHDLS

Feytaloney: Okay… But Aloh?

Aloh: Yesssssssss?

Feytaloney: Why is Alton tied up?

Aloh: Let's just say that he's going to help me write a story later…. *evil laughter!!!!!!!! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA*

^from some distant place.. Most likely Safety's house Safety Screams "GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!^

Aloh: ANDREA!!!!!!!! My e-mails fixed!!!!!! It's in my profile but if you're as lazy as I am… here it is mistressalohdark@hotmail.com. So please please please e-mail me!! Although I must warn you that I have a rather… different sense of humor and I can be very odd… or stuff when I e-mail people…. I just.. I dunno… I act like myself… Which isn't necessarily a good thing… But you'll just have to see for yourself…. Oh.. And I won't get back to you as fast as most people…. I'm very busy with Track and school and all that… But I try to check my e-mail every day and I try to get back to people the day they e-mail me…. The few people that do e-mail me…..

Oh yea… there was a second chapter wasn't there… So I guess that that would make this the third chapter… I think I vaguely remember a second chapter…

*BEAMS* You know.. Even in my sour disposition over no nourishment and lack of sleep I still smile and get giggle because of your reviews! You are wonderful for my lack of writing esteem… Do you truly think it was amazing??? Truth be told, I wasn't even going to have the whole Draco dream thing.. But I wanted the chapter to be over two thousand words so I added that in. And boy am I happy I did!!

Ron didn't cry.. He just teared up!! I think making Ron cry over that would be a little too much OOC… but hey.. I'll probably make him cry in the future….

Draco's concern is wonderful!! I don't think that I could ever write Draco in character because…well.. Wouldn't that make him hate Ron?? Thus defeating the whole Draco Ron couple….

AHH!! You like him just the way I do!! Cold on the outside but warm on the inside!!

I'll keep that in mind! And shove it down Safety's throat!! I am continuing soon!!… LOL… this story will probably take over all my stories.. Thus rendering them unfinished… But who cares!! This story is good!!

Okay!! You've been patient enough!! Without further ado.. MY story…

Feytaloney: *whispering* who's she talking to??

Duo: I don't know.. But indulge her as we slowly walk away backwards….

Feytaloney and Duo: *slowly walking away backwards for the obsessed looking writer…*

Shido: BBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! The spiders!!! They are everywhere!!! Oh MY GOD!!!!!! The Barbie dolls!! They're not dolls!! They are action figures!!!

Duo: *beats Shido over the head with a lead pipe*

Aloh: Duo is that Shido??

Duo: Umm…. No?

Aloh: Yes it is!! I was wondering where that bugger went to… I need him… Alton and him are going to watch "movies"….. (If you don't get this one Safety you're denser than I thought…..)
Duo: *drops the pipe* Feytaloney….

Feytaloney: Yea??

Duo: Run…. RUN!!!!

Feytaloney and Duo run away to the sound of Alton's muffled curses and Shido's idiotic banter with himself….

Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this to every chapter?? Or can I just say "refer to the first chapter or the second for the disclaimer"???

Eyes of the Angel by Aloh, who is NOT being lazy today….

Chapter Three: Pretty Boy

Draco rushed from his dormitories and out of the common room. He had a vague idea of where to go but he didn't remember enough to get by. He ran to the Great Hall and paused.

He went to his dorms the opposite way the Griffindors do… So.. It's this way.

Short, pale, thin legs carried him through the corridors. Draco may have been small and thin but he could run faster than lightning could streak the sky. And he could keep running at full speed for long periods of time.

Turn right, left, left, right, up stairs, middle fork, right, left, right, right, right, right, left. Up another flight of stairs. Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right, left. Up two flights, and so on… This path was not taken by Draco as most that don't know the way would take. By following the paintings and suits of armor would take you on a merry maze. But actually listening to the walls of the castle would bring you straight where you wanted to be. And as crazy as it sounded, that is what Draco did.

Soon he found his efforts in vain. He'd found the Griffindor common room entrance but there was a slight problem sleeping at the base of the portrait. One Mr. Longbottom.

"Oh great! Just bloody perfect! For all I know Ron is being killed in there and I can't even get in because of fat little Longbottom!" He thought to himself with much hatred for the forgetful boy.

And just as he was about to hex him, the portrait door opened.

"Neville." A soft voice. A voice Draco knew very well. "Neville wake up!"

"Hmmm?" The groggy voice said.

"Neville go to bed."

He nodded and said something but went to bed before the voice could reply.

Some how the soft murmurs from behind woke up the Fat Lady.

Draco knew that as long as she was awake.. All hope of getting in the common room turned to nil. So he stood just past the corner, just out of sight. And waited.

The soft pitter of bare feet on stone was magnified and echoed in the midnight hour. They drew ever so nearer to Draco. And then they were abreast him. Then past. Draco saw his victim and reached his arms out and caught them from behind. On voice over the torso capturing the arms and the other over the mouth preventing all sound.

Muffled sounds of shock emitted the frightened body.

"Please don't make any noise. I just wanted to speak to you." Draco didn't let go of Ron. But he did move the hand the covered his mouth to drop so that Ron was enclosed in a full embrace. "I had a horrible dream. You had to endure so much pain and so much suffering. And the ending was so very very sad."

If Ron could have turned around he would have. But being unable to do that. He held the arms that entrapped him.

"It's okay Draco. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. I'm fine. It'll be okay." The arms around him loosened slightly and Ron turned around. He pulled the shorter boy into a comforting embrace. He rested his chin atop Draco's head and rubbed his back in slight circles. "Shh.. It'll okay. Just shh… Everything will be okay. Everything will be okay."

The two stood like that the rest of the morning. Just around the corner. Just out of sight. With only the calm mutterings of Ron and the shaky voice of Draco telling the dream.

In the gray predawn light, Draco finally became convinced that Ron wasn't hurt and wasn't going anywhere. So he relaxed. Only then did he let the song that he'd fleetingly heard by a muggle raised witch play through his head. It was some slow song. The words he could barely remember.

At first Ron didn't know what he was hearing. Then he realized that Draco was humming song thing. "Draco what are you doing?"

"I'm humming… But if you don't like that… I guess I'll sing." Draco knew that this was going to completely ruin his seme façade. But he didn't care. He felt like dancing!

He slowly pulled out of Ron's arms and sang softly.

"I lie awake at night

See things in black and white

I've only got you inside my mind

You know you have made me blind

I lie awake and pray

That you will look my way" Draco started to dance by himself. Nothing extravagant. But graceful fluid like motions. Like those of a ballerina. His eyes had closed and he kept singing.

To Ron, he looked like a heart-broken angel. Beautiful, ethereal, majestic, and heart-breakingly beautiful that just looking at him was bittersweet.

Ron smiled slightly. The image of Draco being any sort of angel, heart-broken or not, was not an image he'd be happy about. But Ron said nothing and just watched Draco dance with himself and sing. He had a voice that fit the image.

"I have all this longing in my heart

I knew it right from the start" Draco opened his eyes and winked at Ron.

"Oh pretty boy I love you

Like I never ever loved no one before you

Pretty pretty boy of mine

Just tell me that you love me too"

Ron smiled and shook his head. It was just like Draco to pick a song that a girl sang just so it could be about a boy. He laughed slightly. It was the Draco he knew and no one else did.

"Oh my pretty pretty boy

I need you

Oh my pretty pre-" Draco was cut off mid word by sounds coming not to far away. Voices. Draco practically shoved Ron into a niche in the wall before him. "Shh"

Draco needn't have bothered. Ron knew the consequences of being out of the common room after dark and before dawn. The voices drew nearer and they could make them out.

Draco knew one voice to be a Slytherin 7th year. But the other voice he had no idea.

"Just listen to me for once! You have no idea what you're talking about!"

"Oh yes I do! I know it better than you could ever dream of!"

"Arrggh.." They could hear the unmasked frustration in the voice of the slytherin. "Just listen. If anyone in this school. JUST this school. Were to find out, then well, let's just say that heads will roll and we shall be bathed in blood."

Draco was used to such sayings. They didn't mean anything like what they sounded like meaning. But Ron was unaccustomed to such language. And Draco felt the boy flinch against his back.

"When you say that.. You don't mean it literally… Right?"

Obviously the unknown voice had no clue the real meaning either.

"Of course I do." Was the reply. A simple sentence that had several alternative meanings to the Slytherins but none applied to this sarcastic tone. "Everyone's head will be cut off and those that do it will collect all the blood so they can wash themselves! No You IDIOT! Of course I don't mean that literally! What they hell do you think I am??"

The other voiced quivered in fear. "I'm sorry but it's better to know than not know."

Draco smirked. He said he was sorry. That little phrase gave the Slytherins much pleasure to hear. It granted them power over other beings. Power they used with great relish.

Draco would've preferred to hear more but the owners of the voices must have turned a corner because their voices were untranslatable.

Draco could feel that Ron was a bit shaken.

"Come on Ron. I bet you haven't gotten a lot of sleep and I must get back to my own common room."

"Okay.." Ron didn't seem all there. This was evident when he let Draco shove him towards his common room and left without so much as a by your leave.

But just before Ron entered the portrait hole, Draco called to him.

"By the way Ron. I haven't forgotten about the whole insult fest. And trust me. My revenge will come." With that he turned and left. He was immediately out of sight. Just like a shadow.

Silently Ron entered his common room and went to bed. Puzzled by what he'd heard and wary of what Draco was going to do.

Draco's trip back to his own common room was uneventful and easy. Than again, he wouldn't have gotten in any trouble if he was caught wandering the halls anyway. Unless it was by the transfiguration teacher.

As usual no one was awake yet and Draco felt that neither should he. He could remember the terror that forced him out of his bed and in pursuit of Ron. The terror was still there. It hung in the air like a clear mist. There were Death Eaters there. Or soon to be Death Eaters. Or children of Death Eaters. The threat was still there. It was there. You could feel it, almost taste it in the air. Draco sneered at it. He never noticed it until now but now that he did, he hated it.

He was stopped right before entering his dorm by a familiar voice.

"Malfoy."

"Higgs."

"What were you doing up?"

"What were you?"

"I asked first."

"That doesn't justify why I have to answer you first."

"Fine than. I was up taking a stroll with a friend."

Draco smirked.

"Now. What were you doing up, Young Mister Malfoy?"

"I was being held by Ron Weasley all night. Then of course I danced for him in the pre-dawn light. Of course that lead me to sing to him a muggle love song. Now I'm here to go to bed."

Higgs became angry. "Next time I ask you a question I want the truth!"

Draco's smirk became bigger and more menacing. "I was telling the truth."

Higgs glared and growled in anger at Draco as he walked past and to his own dorm.

Draco laughed slightly. The first time he tells the truth to some one in Slytherin and they think that not only was he lying but that he was also mocking them. He'd have to tell the truth more often.

T B C. . . . .

OH MY KAMI-SAMA THAT BLEW!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate this chapter.. Don't know why I'm even posting it!! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate this chapter!!… I'm so depressed now…. Well it proves me right for trying to write something in the morning after I sleep…. I need some coffee….. *walks away*

Feytaloney: Please don't mind Aloh… She's a little under-the-weather, very tired, and mal-nourished. Not only that but she has to visit family that she doesn't really like. The poor thing… Any whoo… If you liked the story please bring Aloh's spirits up by telling her so.

Also, the song the Draco sings is by M2M and it's called Pretty Boy. Aloh and her sister were sending a bunch of song quotes to their cousin yesterday and Aloh had found that song. Guess that it just stuck with her.

Well, I must fly. Adieu.