A/N:

**Erm…I wrote this on Christmas Eve, and never got time to post it.  I didn't change anything, though, so it looks like im ecstatic about next Christmas, which is only 361 days away!!!! ; )

1) MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL YOU CHRISTIANS OUT THERE!!!!!!  YAY!!

2) ALSO HAPPY HANUKAH TO ALL YOU JEWISH PEOPLE!!

3) HAPPY KWANZA TO ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO CELEBRATE IT!!

4) HAPPY EVERYTHING, CUZ THERE ARE LOTS AND LOTS OF HOLIDAYS, AND I DON'T WANNA HAVE TO SPEND 52965 PAGES LISTING THEM ALL!!!!

Duckymander: *grinning sooo much that skin around mouth cracks and I have to go to the hospital to have it sewn back on*

Story645: Ok, 1) this IS my first REAL fic, and I tend to think that if I plan out everything, its so incredibly stupid, you wouldn't believe.  Just try reading my other story, We Meet Again.  You'll see what I mean.

                       2) I don't WANT Daisy to have…common sense, if those are the right words.  I want her to be stupid, but smart, if that makes sense.  And some things you cant explain, daisy and Draco liking each other, for example.  It was Hermione30's idea, and I liked it, so I used it!

                       3) Is that what OC and OOC means?  I would've if I knew what they meant.

           4) In the beginning, the grammar is not my fault, it didn't load correctly.  Now I know how to make the letters appear bold, italicized, underlined, and "…" the grammar is better.  I read it over about five times, and you don't know better spelling and grammar than both my computer and me.

                        Sorry.  Cheers.

Tree Stump: thanks for reviewing, like, every chapter!!  Erm…how did you come up with the unusual name?

Duckie: lol. Hehehe *mischievous grin*

Fairydust125:  I know!!  Christmas actually snuck up on me this year…it kinda scared me.  I was counting down the days since spring, and now its tomorrow, and it feels like November still!!  Oh and I like that: "I'm on pins and needles…"  : )

AniHope: *shame* yes, yes, I know, but I…oh, never mind.  *Slaps arm* There.  I punished myself.  Hmm…now what does alternate universe mean?  It happens in 'a world far, far away…'?

Stephy bo peep: wrong story, I know, but you'll never look at that very demented one again, so:  yes, well, you know perfectly well I have odd dreams…*pouts* I cant help it if im weird!! ; )

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Disclaimer: One executes not the acquiring of the wizard amid the lightning bolt pockmark.

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Chapter 29:  "…I love her!"

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Previous Chapter: Draco turned to Daisy with a look of utmost on his face.  The spell had not been performed…Daisy was going to die.

            Draco eyed Daisy, his eyes pleading, and spoke the words that broke the silence that engulfed them.

            "Avada Kedavra!" 

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            Daisy did the only thing that made sense—duck.  The curse skimmed the top of her head, scorching her hair.  She screeched softly.

            Lucius Malfoy was yelling.

            "Idiot boy, do it again!  DON'T LET HER GET AWAY!"

            Draco shouted in reply, "I can't!"

            "AND WHY THE BLOODY HELL NOT?"

            "I love her!" Draco started at what he just said, and clapped a hand over his mouth, softly.

Draco was using this more as a distraction to let Daisy run than anything else.

            A deadly silence followed this declaration.  "What did you say?" asked Mr. Malfoy, his voice lethally soft, echoing in the darkness.

            "I said…I said I love her.  Do you have a problem with that?"

            "YES, AS A MATTER OF FACT, I D—" he stopped yelling as realization struck him.  Daisy got away.

            Mr. Malfoy whipped his wand out of his pocket and bellowed, "Well, if you won't kill her, I will!"

            He ran towards the way most people would go—the tall, unsteady, morose building that stood outlined by the moonlight.

            Draco hesitated for a fraction of a second, and ran after his father, vehemently drawing out his wand as he sprinted to the building.

            (A/N: this is where I was gonna stop, but heck with it…it's Christmas!!!!)

            He ran through the dark weeds and finally caught up with his father.  Draco could see Daisy delineated as she ran up the cracked stone steps of the building.  He watched as she entered the old house, and the door was illuminated by a vivid gold after she closed it.  The light from the locking spell she used let Draco see that he was apparently slowing down; his father was almost at the entrance.  From where he was, Mr. Malfoy shouted, "ALOHAMORA!" and ran…straight into the door.  It didn't open with the counter-spell he used.

            Mr. Malfoy cursed loudly at the bump that was springing out of his head where the door hit it, and fell to the floor because of the hard impact…but that was only a cue for Draco, who was now at the entrance, to perform all the spells he knew that unlocked doors.  He thought to himself, "Well, the kid is definitely smart for her age…"

            Draco couldn't find a spell to open the door, and his father was regaining his strength quickly.  Draco ended up transfiguring the door into a rat, so he just hopped in, and changed it back when he was inside.  He locked it with the most powerful charm he knew, but then realized it was no use—his father can apparate.  It was curious as of why he didn't just apparate into the house in the first place….

            Draco ran into the house, panting.  "Daisy!" he whispered loudly.

            "Draco…I'm over here…"

            Draco ran to the sound of her voice and found her crouching anxiously next to the large, old grandfather clock that was the actual entrance to the Dark Wizards Headquarters.  It was like the phone booth at the entrance of the Ministry, except this portal, one moved the hands of the clock in a specific order, and the giant clock opened, revealing a gloomy, elevator-like structure.

            Draco gazed at Daisy, and noticed she looked very small and scared.  She was covered in dirt, and her hair was patched from where the curse skimmed it.  Her muggle clothes were torn in various places, and her cheek was bleeding from when she ducked from the curse. 

            "Daisy, are you—"

            The screeching of his father finally entering the house interrupted Draco.  Mr. Malfoy's shoes echoed as he walked slowly around the entrance hall, until both Daisy and Draco were in plain view.

            "Ahh," drawled Mr. Malfoy, pacing, not looking at both of them.  "Yes, you knew you couldn't escape me, foolish of you to think so.  Now, Avada Ked—!"

            Mr. Malfoy turned around to face them, and stopped.  Draco and Daisy weren't there, but the door of the grandfather clock was open.

            "Well," he muttered to himself, "If we must play games…" He slipped in the clock, and shut the door.

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A/N:

Hmmm…I just realized something.  This is going more action/adventure than romance…*smacks head* reading back, this has been like that for quite a few chapters.  Erm…really, I don't know how im gonna fit some romance stuff in there…I'll try, though.  Don't worry.

*HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND EAT LOTS OF COOKIES!!*   : )

~*Jennie