Wow.. that amazing lack of reviews made me depressed....Come on people!! I need some feed back!! I crave it more than I crave manga!!! And that is saying alot!! Cansidering my mom just set my spending limit on manga for $30 per visit... p That's only three volumes in original format or 2 in english format!! I need this manga!!! I can't buy any anime tapes or DVD's and now I'm being stiffled from my manga!! Stupid budget!! It's my money!! *cries from lack of new manga*
Duo: Why don't you read the manga you already have?
Aloh: Because I've read them a million times now!! I need more!! Like the next issues!! Or new series!!
Duo: O.o... alright then... freak... *leaves*
Aloh: *dramatic lighting. Aloh is in a darkened room with only a circle of light on her* I feel so alone.......
Feytaloney: Aloh has locked herself in her room and shuts fair daylight out creating herself an artifical night. I wish I could help her but she refuses to come out. *heavy sigh* I don't know what to do! *cries* I guess I'll help her out by saying thank you to Andrea.
Thank you so much for the review. It ment alot to Aloh since it was the only one. She loves your enthusiam and I think she only does this because of you. I know that she needs the compliments you give her.
Oh. I don't know if you got it but Aloh swent you an e-mail. Her e-mails hasn't been working well, again, and was scared the message wasn't sent. I hope it was.=
Shido: You can't forget me reviews!!! I review!!
Feytaloney: I don't think that saying 'blah blah blah' justifies itself as a review.
Shido: *pouts* It does!
Feytaloney: *pats him on the head* Of course it does!
Duo: why did you say that only person reviewed?
Feytaloney: I said that because only one person did.
Duo: Actually SafetyMunkey reviewed too. Only she did hers during school. Obviously she doesn't take you along with her where ever she goes.
Alton: She didn't take you along either Braid Boy. You heard it from Murdock.
Duo: *glare* So? I was busy that day.
Alton: *snort* Sure. Yea right.
Feytaloney: Can you two please not argue?
Shido: I likes Murdock! But Quill is better!! He has a wonderful brain! I humangus brain!! *starts to convolse on the floor* And the gnomes in his sock draw kill people.
*starts to cakle like SafetyMunkey when she's particuarly creatively violent*
Duo: Alright then....
Alton: I need a smoke.....
Duo: Wanna go get a beer?
Aloh: *from her darkly dramic room, with an austrailian accent* Fosters. Australian for Beer.
Feytaloney: Smoking is bad for your health. But casual drinking isn't. It's good for your heart, but bad for your liver. So I guess that it is bad for you. Aloh doesn't consent the use of cigarettes or alchohal. But she doesn't condone it either as long as you use both responsible. Like dinking and not driving. Or smoking only once a day.
Sorry about that warning. I just had to do it because I don't want Aloh to get in any trouble.
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Disclaimer: Aloh most fortunatly doesn't own Harry Potter or any related characters. J.K.R does. Aloh also doesn't own Fosters. She has no idea who does. She just likes to repeat the cermercials.
Eyes of the Angel by Aloh Dark who is very confused as to what to write for this chapter.
Chapter 5: Forget Me Not's
"You want me to do what?!" Ron screamed indignantly.
"Of course. Why else would I say such a thing?"
"I will not!"
"Then I guess your shit out of luck with your mail." She laughed slightly. "And your other male."
Ron glared at her, not finding any of this amusing. "He wouldn't let me. We're in a bit of a quarel."
"I know. Just tell him that that's your way of appologizing. He needn't know that I told you to do it."
"But if I do, how would you know?"
"I'll smell it."
"What?"
"You forget that wolves have an incredible sence of smell. I'll be able to smell you on him and I'll be able to smell what you did."
"That's sick!"
"No it'as not. I could tell you something that's sick that I can smell but I won't for your sanities sake."
"Gee thanks." He said while rolling his eyes.
"No problem." She said deciding to ignore the sarcasm. "Oh by the way, I'd hurry up and do as I said. You don't know if there's a time limit on that paper."
"Uh... one slight problem. ...I don't know how."
Gena's eyes lit up and she started to gigle but sounded more like she was purring. "You've been with him this long and you don't know how?"
"We haven't exactly had much experience." Ron was blushing three shades of red and was getting darker as seconds past.
Gena sighed and shook her head. "You'll learn as you start to do it."
"Really?"
"Yea. Trust me."
"Thanks! I'll come and see you after I do this!" Ron started to run down the corridor to the Great Hall for the last bit of supper.
"Bye!" Gena called after him as she smiled deviously over her plan.
"Well, don't we seem in better spirits."
"Shut up Pansy!"
"Gena, can't you be more refined, you are a Slytherin after all. Or is that half blood of yours contoling your mind."
Gena smiled at the girl none to friendly. She had gone back to the common room to be alone. "Actually my blood would be more pure than yours if you looked at it from my point of veiw."
"Your animalistic nature has no intrest to me. You'll still be a dirty little animal no matter what you do."
"So I guess I should stop trying to be human and act on my instincts then."
"It'd be fitting for such an animal as yourself."
"Good. Agreed." Gena smiled menicingly seconds before she lept from her spot on the floor by the fire, pouncing onto the stunned girl. She growled and bared her teeth which from close up looked jagged and sharp. Gena growled deep in her throat at her traped prey. "You should be more on gaurd with a wild animal around. Next time you piss me off I'm going to have a peice of your flesh as a rememberance."
"I..I... I'll t-t-tell o-o-on you! You'll be expelled!"
"Good. Because if I'm expelled then there wouldn't be anything preventing me from killing you." Gena sniffed. She caught a sent on Pansy's cloths that intreged her. So while Pansy was to scared to stuggle Gena sniffered her to try and find the source. "You have a boyfriend." She said surprised.
That seemed to force Pansy back into the real world. "Get off me!"
"As you wish." Gena got up but was still determined to find out the mystery man. "Who is it?"
"None of your business!"
Gena took a long sniff and smiled. "I see your flavor lies in Hufflepuff. Wouldn't the guys love to hear that!"
Pansy paled. "You wouldn't!"
Gena smiled slightly. "Maybe, maybe not. But I'll keep your secret on one condition."
Pansy's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What's that?"
"You have to keep Draco as occupided as possible, as often as possible. And you have to make sure he's never alone."
Pansy smiled. That seemed simple enough. "Deal!"
Gena let Pansy walk to their dorms but didn't move until the door closed. This was too good to be true. Ron needed to be alone with Draco, but Pansy agreed to never let that happen. Now all she needed to do was make a plan that required Draco to be as far away from Ron as possible and alone all the time. The only problem was, how was she going to do that?
Draco sat between his friends at dinner and listen to their bantering. He was bored. He didn't want to admit it, but he missed the fiery red-head. But he still had his revenge to fulfill. And the boy hadn't shown up for dinner. He missed the faces that Ron would send his way through out the meal. Even though they were mostly glares and sneers, they still were ment to be jokes. Like their own privet language that no one else could ever understand.
Draco sighed as he put down his fork and left his seat without a word to anyone. Goyle started to rise after him, but after a gentle tugg on his arm by Crabbe he say back down. He looked puzzled by Draco's uncharacteristic melancholy.
"What's wrong with Draco today?"
"I don't know. But we should leave him be."
"You sure?"
"Yea."
Ron walked hurriedly through the halls. Unsure of how to do what he was doing. In one hand he held a book about flowers and in the other some straw from the owlry that he was going to transfigure into flowers. He was about to turn a corner when he heard someone muttering to themselves and he decided to hang back and listen.
It was Draco who was talking to himself in a shitzaphranic way. Asking himself questions and then answering them and suggestion new things. Ron smiled at the hilerity of the conversation. Draco was descussing how to extract the best revenge on him. And since Ron was listening to his ideas he would know exactly what Draco was going to do.
He listened for a few minutes more until the voice faded away and he continued on his way to Griffindor common room.
Once there he sat down in from of the fire and started to look at the book of flowers. He searced through pages and pages and pages. He didn't like a single flower. Then he reached the Forget Me Not. It was a simple but beautiful flower. He loved it. He made a buquet from the straw but felt like something was missing. He found a last peice of straw and transfigured it into a single blood red rose. He stuck it into the very middle of the buquet and was satisfied with the outcome.
Now the only problem was figuring out what the note should say.
He worked for hours on what exactly it should say before giving up and doing his homework. Determined that he would get it afterwards.
Hermione saw Ron's frustration and asked about it.
"I'm uh.. nothing."
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
"You're writting some one a love note?"
"No, actually, I'm just trying to write a poem to send to some one."
"Does it have to be a poem that you write?"
"No."
"Then let me help."
"Okay."
With Hermione's help Ron read alot of great poems that he could use, all of which were written by muggle writters. But he found a quote he liked and was going to use instead of a poem. It was from Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnets From the Portuguese.
"Are you sure you want to use thay line Ron?"
"Yes. She'll love it!" He remembered that he said he was going to give the note to a male friend to give to their girlfriend. But what he really was thinking was 'Draco will love this but I'll need to keep going if I'm going to do what Gena ask.
Ron went to bed smiling and early that night. It was the first night in a long time that he got a full night of sleep. Something that was going to come in handy the next day.
Draco sat by the fire thinking after he walked out of dinner. He didn't think there was anyone else in the common room but he was too distracted to notice. So he visible jumped when Gena sat next to him.
"What's up Dragoon?"
"Stop calling me that!" He said irritibly.
"Gees. You're such a grouch. No wonder Ron's advoiding you."
Draco straightened up. "What did you say?"
"I called you a grouch."
"No. After that."
"No wonder Ron's advoiding you."
"How do you know that?"
"I talked to him today during dinner. We ran into each other in the hall."
"He told you he's advoiding me?"
"No, not in so many words." Draco took that to mean that he did. And he got angry.
"That git! Advoid me? Well I'll show him! He'll be begging me to even look at him when I'm through with him!"
"What are you going to do?"
"Purposely advoid him. At meals, in class and in the halls. I won't even insult him! He'll be dead to me!Yes yes! That's the perfect revenge! I'll pretend he's not even there!"
Gena smiled. She didn't even have to try with this. "That's the spirit!"
"Oh boy will he pay. Oh he will pay."
"Yes, he will. He'll be begging you to insult him when your through. I'd love to stay and listen to your evil plots but I gotta go. Tonight Dumbledor is letting me hunt in the forest. So I'm going to go out an rape all the virgins in London, both male and female. Then I'll lead an underground movement and gain control of the universe making all muggles my sex slaves. Of course I'll treat them very well and they'll love me. So I'll have no one challange my authority. Naturally, after that, I'll seduce Shakespearian actors and leave them with syphilis and sever opium addictions. Only to revert to being a hermit and then a vicar. Then and only then will it be found that I never truely exsisted. Bye." She walked away knowing that Draco didn't hear a word she said. He was lost in his own sadistic thoughts of revenge for being called short. She laughed at the way Draco could take any insult except those made about his height.
Ron woke early the next day and rushed through his morning rutine. He ran out of the room barely saying 'hi' to Harry as he went. He dashed through the halls to the Owlry. The flowers were in his bag. He'd put an uncrunchable charm on them, as well as a freshness charm.
He'd tied them with a red ribbon that was the same shade as the rose. The card was hooked to the ribbion.
Ron looked at all the Owls that were in the room. There weren't that many since most were still out hunting. But he found the perfect one. A beautiful arctic owl. It was snowy white and held a mystical aura around it. Ron knew that he had to use that one.
The owl looked at him with intellegent eyes as he walked up to it.
"I need you to deliver this to Draco Malfoy durning breakfast." Ron told it as he tied the buquet to his leg. The owl seemed to nod in understandment, causing Ron to smile at it. "Thank you."
Draco woke up at the same time as always and was in a much better mood than the night before. He was looking forward to breakfast. He just couldn't wait to put his plan in action.
He took extra care in grooming himself that morning. Just so he could make Ron see what he was missing. Draco smiled at himself in his mirror. Today was going to be a wonderful day.
The two boys didn't run into each other that morning, which both boys thought was a good thing. Ron thought that Draco would be suspisious if he saw the way he smiled. And Draco thought it was better to be subtle about his advoidence at first.
Ron payed close attention when the mail came. Today he didn't get another letter but he didn't notcie such trivial things like that. He was looking for the snowy owl with the flowers. Sure enough the bird made it's grand entrance. It swooped over the heads of the tables below before slowly making a decent towards Draco.
Everyone watched the bird go down, egar to see who got it. Draco watched too and was too stuned to do anything as the bird landed in front of him.
His eyes widdened as he saw the flowers. He was shocked. They glistened slightly with dew and were down right beautiful. It took him a moment before he reached out his hand and untied the ribbion from the bird, who gracefully left.
"Oh my word. They're beautiful." His brow creased as he said, "But who sent them." He turned over the flowers and found the card. He pulled it off the ribbion slowly and opened the small envilope it was in. He then pulled out a peice of white paper, he read what was on it.
The face of all the world is changed, I think,
since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul.
I love you, Angel.
Tears gathered at the bottom of Draco's eyes as he read the last line. He knew exactly who this was from.
Draco could feel his resolve crumble as he looked up. His eyes automatically found Ron's. Ron gave him a slight smile before looking down at his plate.
And that shy gesture is what broke Draco's resistance. He didn't start to cry, he'd never let himself do that, but he gathered his books and his flowers and left the Great Hall. He knew that if he didn't, he would walk over to Ron and do something that would leave no mistake about their relationship. He would have walked up to Ron and told him he loved him in person.
T B C....... hopefully soon.......
Hehehehe... can anyone guess what Ron has to do?? Betcha can't!!! Hehehe... I love this little plan of mine!!
Thanks to the creater of My Life In Blue at Keenspace for the line about Shakspearian actors with opium addictions.
Okay.... I'm in a better mood now.. but I feel desperatly ill. I need some sleep.... So.. NIGHTS!!!!
Oh and before I forget!!
I'd like to say thanks to Sirius-lee7!!! I'm sooooo sorry I didn't put you in at the top!!!! Thanks so much for the review!!!
