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Mione30: Why, thank you, I am evil! And, great idea…tho I don't want you to kno wat will happen, so im gonna change it a little…but seriously, I kinda had an idea of wat I would do in the end, and that came very, very close to accurate.
Oh, and that's what I always do. I always have my last chappie opened as I write my next one.
Duckie!: (can I still call you that? Or must I call you SHRUGduckie?? *Grins, because as she types, she just does, for some reason* I like the "little hair bleaching puer," and I'm glad you told me wat 'puer' means, cuz you would have me wonderin to eternity!! Thanx for the soup : )
Oh, and I wont tell noodlez *grins* Shhhh!! *says all loud and stuff--* Who said anything about noodles?? I know I didn't!! *wink wink*
Ok, I just felt like being weird. It's my natural personality. Sorry, sometimes I get like that. : )
DQ: read on, you soon shall see…
Duckymander: I have 2 ducks reviewin now!! Yikes…too many ducks! Am…going…to…pass…out…*passes out because of duck overwelmation (even tho that's not a word)* ummm…yes. Ok, now is the time that you ignore me, and try not to call the nearest asylum. Anywayz thanks!!
Salamander+Duck=Duckymander. Hmmm, very interesting. *grins* oh, and apparently, I found it. My longest chappie yet!!!!
Mist Emoun Tains: Thanks, and OK!!
Disclaimer: Ok, I'm REALLY sick of these. 20th time I'm typing this: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER!! MY GOD! I WILL GUARENTEE YOU THAT JKR DOESN'T SIT AT HER COMPUTER EVERYDAY, AND UPDATE A STORY, WHEN SHE SHOULD BE WRITING THE 6TH BOOK, AND WHEN SHE GETS NO $ FOR THESE STORIES ON THIS WEBSITE, WHEN SHE COULD BE WRITING AWAY ANOTHER 100 MILLION, OR WHATEVER HOW MUCH SHE MAKES PER BOOK…like she needs anymore (JK, I no there is no way in the whole world that you are reading this, but I don't want to be rude, so anyone who kno's JK: Sorry, but everyone kno's she pathetically rich…!! Ok, that was completely STUPID) ANYWAYZ, YEP, THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY I'm JKR, I THINK You WOULD BE ABLE TO TELL BY HOW HORRIBLY I WRITE!!!! ("wow", I think to my self…"this is the longest disclaimer in eternity! And I'm just sitting here, making it longer…*sigh*")
WOW!! This is almost a page already!! Ok, ok, I'm just thinkin of stuff for this chapter. I kno your about to kill me, so ON WITH THE STORY!! *Wait. I have no ideas yet. OH MUSE, COME TO ME!* 5 mins later *anytime soon, muse* 5 hrs later *My god, I'll live without you muse!* now, REALLY! On with the story!!
Chapter 19: (YAY!! OH, MUSE OF GREATNESS, YOU CAME TO ME!!)
At noon, Ron and Hermione went downstairs to eat lunch; to Ron's must utmost delight.
"Thank god! You would think I'm some starved muggle, the way they're treating me!" grumbled Ron, as he took his seat next to Hermione.
Bill and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley joined them at the giant table then. Bill was smirking, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were both looking at Ron and Hermione deliberately. Hermione noticed this, but Ron didn't. (Hermione thought it might have something to do with Ron being done his food, and she didn't even start yet.)
Suddenly, Ron looked up. "Supernatural being from above, what do you want, mum? I can feel your eyes on me…"
"Ronald Weasley?" asked Mrs. Weasley, suspiciously. "Is there something going on with you and Hermione that you would like to tell us?"
At this, Hermione turned beet red, and Bill grinned broadly.
"MUM!" said Ron, a little too quickly, "Wha-What ever gave you that idea? How can you say something like that?" inquired Ron, as he shot a death glare at Bill, who just grinned and mouthed, "I said nothing." Ron's eyes flipped back to his mother.
"Well, son, I think that the fact that we saw you and Hermione kissing in the kitchen…" stated Mr. Weasley.
Now, Ron turned the color of his hair.
Bill remarked, "Well, now that the cats out of the bag, I've seen you guys sticking your tongues down each others throats one too many times for a life time…and thanks for that."
"COME ON, HERMIONE! I DON'T HAVE TO HEAR THIS!" exclaimed Ron, and dragged Hermione up to his room.
"And now they're off to do a bit more of that…" muttered Bill.
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Harry heard Ginny walking up to the common room, and quickly muttered, "Go! GO! I think someone's coming…probably Ginny!"
The head in the fire quickly disappeared.
Ginny walked in and said, "Who were you talking to that you didn't want me to see, Harry?"
"Ummmmm…no one?" Harry said, not even convincing himself.
"Sure. So Harry, about what just…"
All of a sudden, Harry dropped to the floor. He started rolling around. Ginny thought it would be quite comical if she didn't know what was happening.
"OH MY GOSH, HARRY! Are you okay?" asked Harry, but then thought about how stupid that question was. Of course he was okay…that was why he was rolling around screaming. Ginny mentally kicked herself, and then ran to the portrait to get McGonagall, but then thought better of it. She didn't want to leave Harry alone. Dumbledore was gone, so she couldn't floo to his office. Suddenly, she had an idea.
Quickly, she looked around at Harry, who was still shrieking on the floor.
Ginny hurriedly grabbed some floo powder from the mantle, and spoke clearly, with her head in the fire, "13 Grimmauld Place!"
Instantly, Ginny felt a whoosh in her stomach, and abruptly, there was the kitchen of Sirius's house.
"Sirius!! I need to talk to you! Quickly!" (see bottom AN for explanation of Sirius)
Sirius's footsteps echoed as they came down the stairs.
"Hey, Gin, What's up?"
"Sirius, Harry is having a vision, or whatever. He's on the ground, yelling things like, "Don't! Don't hurt my sister!" and other stuff…I can't really tell…"
"Okay," urged Sirius, "Go back to Gryffindor tower," Ginny made to move, but then remembered she was in a fire, "and wait for me, I'll be right there. It's the Christmas hols, so no one will be there but you and Harry, if I remember correctly."
"All right," replied Ginny.
She pulled her head out of the grate, and saw a whirl of fireplaces before coming back to her body. Sirius appeared right behind her. He saw Harry, and paled, so his face was pure white. "How long has he been like this?" asked Sirius.
"At least 10 minutes."
"Okay, go get McGonagall."
Ginny did what she was told, and found McGonagall right outside the common room, her mouth opened to say the password.
"Professor?"
"I was just going to talk to you and Harry about…Who's screaming?"
"That's why I came to get you…"
Professor McGonagall rushed in, and saw Sirius.
"Sirius? What are you doing—oh my."
Harry was lying on the ground, not moving a muscle. The dark mark was above him…or rather, the dark mark with little words rolling off the serpents' tongue.
"Oh…my…GOD…" screamed McGonagall and Ginny together.
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A/N: Okay, after that astonishing bit of news, I want you all to clear your heads. NO more seriousness...the rest of the chappie is all Draco and Daisy. So be lightened!! Watch the movie!
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See? Aren't you happy now?? I know I am!!
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The next morning, Daisy woke up in her old bed, and wondered for a second why she wasn't in Hogwarts. Suddenly, all the memories of yesterday flooded back to her…especially the ones with Draco…especially the ones when they were kissing. She looked over at the clock on the bedside table. Only 6:00. Wow! Daisy thought, this must be the earliest I've ever gotten up!
Silently, she crept out of bed, and pulled on her robe and slippers. She made her way into the bathroom, when she found Draco there, brushing his teeth.
"Draco? What are you doing up so early?"
Draco jumped. "Oh, Daisy, I didn't hear you come in. I couldn't sleep all night. I was just thinking about stuff.
"What stuff?" curiously asked Daisy.
"The same stuff that I know, and you will never find out. I think…I hope…."
Daisy paused. "Draco? Do you want to talk about something? I can tell you have a lot on your mind," sympathized Daisy.
Draco almost gave in, but quickly stopped himself. Who would want to be told that the reason that he was up all night was because he was plotting the murder of the person he was talking to? Or, at least, trying. He couldn't bring himself to think about it, and yet it had to be done by the time they were back in Hogwarts, or so says his father, "or else."
"It's nothing," lied Draco. "Hey, you got any food around here? I'm hungry."
"Of course."
Daisy led Draco into the kitchen, holding his hand in case her parents were in there. They weren't, but she didn't let go.
"Daisy, they're not here. You can let go of my hand now."
"I could…or I could do this."
Daisy didn't know what came over her. Maybe it was because she was alone with Draco, (or somewhat…her parents snores could be heard from their bedroom) or just because she liked him so much, though she didn't think that was it. After all, Draco was going out with Pansy Parkinson, unless he just kissed her randomly.
She kissed him. Just threw her arms around him and kissed him. He was shocked, and almost pulled back, until he remembered this is what he wanted. He wanted to kiss Daisy Potter. He pulled her closer, and kissed her back.
God, he's a great kisser, thought Daisy, he's probably had tons of experience…
He was thinking the same thing about her.
"I think this is the start of a very wonderful, secret friendship," murmured Daisy.
Draco kissed her in reply.
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A/N: Wow! 7 pages, and my 1st chappie wasn't even ½ a page! Well…um…yea.
***OH!!! I ALMOST FORGOT!!***
***IMPORTANT*** I can guess that most of you think I should be sent to the nearest asylum. But alas, Sirius didn't rise from the dead or anything; He just never died in my own little world. I luv ya, JK, but that's the one thing that I'm against ya 'bout. SIRIUS SHOULD NOT HAVE DIED!! Ok, so yes, he will be alive in my fic, and yes, he was talking to Harry, of course, 'bout Ginny before she came in. Oh, and now, I'm VERY evil!!!!!! *Evil grin, while doing evil finger put-togethers with hands. Like, drumming your fingers when your bored, but doing that to your other fingers*
BWAH HA HA HA HA!!!!
Harry…you may never know what happens to him…I might just stop writing if I don't get (!)5(!) reviews on this chappie. All I'm askin for is 5. I usually get more than that anyway. (J/K, you kno I wouldn't abandon you guys *hugs all* but that just shows you how much I like reviews!!)
Peaz review!! I beg of you. I usually don't ask, you just do. I just REALLY have a craving for reviews today.
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