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The chapter written by Drusilla, who cannot name chapters
And the one in which similarities between Draco and Harry begin to grow.
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Draco stared at the painting before him, and the sign, "Sir Codagon, our new portrait replacement.".
'So this is what the world comes to.' he thought, ' Well, time to go in.'
"Gryffindor." said Draco, trying to mimick Harry's tone of voice, and coming out to sound like a over-enthusiastic grilling machine that was seduced by a truck driver.
"Sorry." said the painting, still trying to get his sword out of the grass, "I changed it a week ago. You got to know that one! You made it up, Harry!"
"What a bloody git!" muttered Draco aloud.
"Nope, that was a couple months ago, though. Your bookish friend, Hermione Granger got angry at Ronald Weasley. Very angry.
Wouldn't let anybody let him get in, you see. Funny story, really, I'll tell you..." laughed the portrait.
"This is going to be a LONG night." Draco whined.
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Harry stared at the portrait. 'That thing is UGLY.' he thought to himself.
It surprised him by asking, more like coughing, "Password?" then it wheezed. Harry didn't know that manticores could wheeze, let alone talk.
"Uh... "Harry tried to remember the password that Draco told him,
"Slytherin." she said, attempting to mimick Draco's tone of voice, and coming out to sound like a broken furby run over by an ice-cream truck far too many times.
"No." it rasped.
"This is going to be a LONG night." Harry whined.
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"Pati- I mean, Parvati, what's the password?" asked Draco urgently.
"You mean that you, you forgot the passord?" replied Parvati sweetly.
Draco cleared his throat, "Ye-Yes..."
"You silly-willy! It's 'Malfoy and Umbridge Eat Dung.' " she said, flashing him a smile.
"Really?" he asked, opening the portrait.
Parvati giggled, then, as if she were making a decision, closed her eyes and kissed Harry (Who was Draco, who was Harry...)
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"Hey, Par-Pansy! What's the password?" asked Harry, trying to compare which was more hideous, the manticore, or the girl, if that's what she was.
"You forgot it? In all your brilliance? But I thought you wanted me to leave you alone?" she pouted, and for the pure sake of not wanting her to, Harry apologized.
Pansy fainted.
After reviving her, Harry asked again what the password was.
"It's Mudlbood, Weasel and Scarhead. Didn't you know?" she said, astounded.
"Really?" he asked, opening the portrait.
Pansy smirked, sighed heavily in an attempt to look... Harry didn't know what she was trying to look like, but it wasn't pretty, what was worse is that she was leaning closer and closer...
Both Harry and Draco screamed, or, tried to scream, but when two determined girls are, well, determined, well... It was kind of difficult to scream.
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Wine and vanilla, Weird Sister, Proffesor Drusilla W.L.Tonks-Snape.
Go right ahead, Serena.
The chapter written by Drusilla, who cannot name chapters
And the one in which similarities between Draco and Harry begin to grow.
666
Draco stared at the painting before him, and the sign, "Sir Codagon, our new portrait replacement.".
'So this is what the world comes to.' he thought, ' Well, time to go in.'
"Gryffindor." said Draco, trying to mimick Harry's tone of voice, and coming out to sound like a over-enthusiastic grilling machine that was seduced by a truck driver.
"Sorry." said the painting, still trying to get his sword out of the grass, "I changed it a week ago. You got to know that one! You made it up, Harry!"
"What a bloody git!" muttered Draco aloud.
"Nope, that was a couple months ago, though. Your bookish friend, Hermione Granger got angry at Ronald Weasley. Very angry.
Wouldn't let anybody let him get in, you see. Funny story, really, I'll tell you..." laughed the portrait.
"This is going to be a LONG night." Draco whined.
666
Harry stared at the portrait. 'That thing is UGLY.' he thought to himself.
It surprised him by asking, more like coughing, "Password?" then it wheezed. Harry didn't know that manticores could wheeze, let alone talk.
"Uh... "Harry tried to remember the password that Draco told him,
"Slytherin." she said, attempting to mimick Draco's tone of voice, and coming out to sound like a broken furby run over by an ice-cream truck far too many times.
"No." it rasped.
"This is going to be a LONG night." Harry whined.
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"Pati- I mean, Parvati, what's the password?" asked Draco urgently.
"You mean that you, you forgot the passord?" replied Parvati sweetly.
Draco cleared his throat, "Ye-Yes..."
"You silly-willy! It's 'Malfoy and Umbridge Eat Dung.' " she said, flashing him a smile.
"Really?" he asked, opening the portrait.
Parvati giggled, then, as if she were making a decision, closed her eyes and kissed Harry (Who was Draco, who was Harry...)
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"Hey, Par-Pansy! What's the password?" asked Harry, trying to compare which was more hideous, the manticore, or the girl, if that's what she was.
"You forgot it? In all your brilliance? But I thought you wanted me to leave you alone?" she pouted, and for the pure sake of not wanting her to, Harry apologized.
Pansy fainted.
After reviving her, Harry asked again what the password was.
"It's Mudlbood, Weasel and Scarhead. Didn't you know?" she said, astounded.
"Really?" he asked, opening the portrait.
Pansy smirked, sighed heavily in an attempt to look... Harry didn't know what she was trying to look like, but it wasn't pretty, what was worse is that she was leaning closer and closer...
Both Harry and Draco screamed, or, tried to scream, but when two determined girls are, well, determined, well... It was kind of difficult to scream.
666
Read and review!
Wine and vanilla, Weird Sister, Proffesor Drusilla W.L.Tonks-Snape.
Go right ahead, Serena.