Ok well I know only SOME of you wanted me to keep going....i am only making this assumption by the LACK OF REVIEWS!

Ok but you know what? Beggars can't be choosers right?

RIGHT!

So for the sake of the few who do write, and my own creative mind that is BURSTING to finish this story, I will continue.

As for you Melissa: no dumbass they don't to the DIRTY, btw WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?! Did you like take mary sue pills this morning instead of your Ritalin? JEEEZus!

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I, being the incredibly nasty evil person that I am, decide to go have some 'fun' with Malfoy. Unfortuneatly I have no idea how I am going to do so. And then it hits me, a beautifully formulated plan.

I crash into the infirmary screaming bloody Mary.

"MY NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE!" I wail, flinging my arms every where.

Oh, you poor, poor thing! What happened?" asked Madame Pompous hair.

"I F-F-FEEEEEEELLLL!" I cry. Only then do I realize that the blood on my face has dried. Oops, hopefully she wont notice.

"Oh, dearie! You just sit here, and I will go and get the potion, and then you will be fixed up faster than you can say Dungbombs!" I look at her with wide eyes, Dungbombs?

So she scuttles out of the room, and I look around. There you are you little turd. Malfoy is in the corner of the infirmary, either oblivious to the fact that I have just screamed my way into the room, unlikely, or still crapped out from when Oliver had his way with him.

I slip off the bed and saunter over to him. "Are you alive in there?" I whisper in his ear as I poke his chest. Nothing. I slowly make like I am going to walk away, then quick as a flash, turn back around and go "WOAH!" again, nothing. Sleeping like a dead person. Well they don't sleep exactly but you get the point.

"oh Malfoy you SO need to get your ass kicked worse than this. And by me!" I said sitting on the bed next to him. "let's see...." I think for a sec. WHAT could I do to him? OH! I GOT IT! I whip out my wand and draw something on his head. Another little trick I learned from Fred, or George, I can't remember whom at the moment. In a moment the picture actually looks quite nice. A little flower with the words, "Make Love Not War" tattooed under it.

I giggled. This wouldn't come off for a good three weeks, no matter WHAT they tried.

I hear Ms. Pompous scurry back into the room, and barely make it back to the bed before she reaches it.

"All right, if you drink this, your nose will be good as new, and then we can clean you up."

"Sure." I say drinking the foul liquid. "This stuff is kinda gross. Just so you know."

"Yes, but beggars can't be choosers." Hmm. Why does that sound so familiar? "Now you just lay here, and let the potion do it's magic." She giggled at her little joke. "Magic. Get it?"

"Yes I do." I reply. Now she is giving me a LOOK. What? I did get it. Unfortunately for you, it wasn't very funny.

She turns and Pompous-es her way out of the room. I can feel my nose go all tingly as I sit up, woo! This stuff is fun!

I walk back over to Malfoy's bed and whip out my wand again. I think it might be rime for a little make over for you Mr. Asswipe.

And not three minutes later, he is actually looking quite nice. Light blue eye shadow, bright red lipstick, little blush, and hair in pigtails. Awww. He looks adorable. Now only if I had a camera- I look around. And to my extreme surprise there is a camera sitting on a bed ten feet away. This is just too weird. Ah well, ask and you shall receive.

I jump off the bed and pick up the camera. "Smile for the school Dumbass." I say as I press the button. As the flash goes FLASH, Malfoy stirs and I freak. Stupid Blighter.

My nose is feeling better! I think I can leave now! That is of course before Malfoy wakes up. I jump up, grabbing the camera of course, didn't want to loose this bit of treasure.

So now I am racing out the door, unfortunately for me, I didn't see the someone who is trying to come in. "OUCH!" I yell as I go sprawling back against the floor. Great so now along with my other injuries of the day, I can add broken back.

"Sorry Kori." I looked up and saw it was Oliver. He reached his hand down and pulled me up.

"Come on." I said pushing him out the door. I heard someone behind me, probably Madam Pompous, scream. "Lets GO!' I yell pulling on his hand and racing out the door.

"What did you do Kori?" I heard Oliver laugh from behind me.

Oh nothing, you know, just a little good old fashion revenge. Just call me The Avenger. "NOTHING!" I yelled starting to laugh as we race down the hallways.

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oh my god you guys! In the next chapter Kori and Oliver KISS! Wow! Could you die? No? ok.