Hello people! Sorry I'm late. Here's the chappy with JxS fluff in it. If you don't like JxS fkuff then why the filk are you reading this? Read something else, fool! I estimate two more chapters before the end! How Tragic! Sob! But don't worry, I'll make the last chapter extra long just for you guys! And to make up for chapter 10 being so short! So Whitefire, Ladyofthedragons1 and anyone else who want it,enjoy the mouth foaming fluff coming up! Does anyone know how to get rid of this fragging box thing!

Chapter Eleven: Good Gods!

Toby would be going home the next day and the only teacher he hadn't met, for the staff's comments, was Professor Drake. Harry and the gang had been surprised when Toby told them he had found Professor Snape funny. They were expecting weird and creepy, but never funny. Apparently Snape had confused Toby for a pupil and tried out his glare on him, where upon Toby had promptly cracked up. They all headed to the last teachers new classroom, as all the other DADA teachers had had a different room, and stood outside the door. Toby had asked that none of them come with him inside, he had wanted to talk to each teacher alone on their terms and this was no different.

"Enter." Was the short answer when he knocked. Giving his friends a final look, Toby opened the door silently and slipped in, closing it behind him to make his way up the pathway between the desks and to the teachers desk where Professor Drake had his head down, examining some manuscript. "Yes?" The Professor asked, without looking up.

"Professor?" Toby asked as he approached the desk. Professor Drake suddenly raised his head to acknowledge the prince. "I would like to know your experiences with the House Elf staff, if you please."

Drake looked Toby over before saying. "I shall not pretend that I like the fact that his majesty has let his subjects into this realm, to work for humans no less." Toby nodded, he had figured as much. "Or the fact that he has chosen a human child as his heir…"

Toby interrupted. "By the laws of the Old Ones of the Charmed, a Princely heir can only be established if the child in question has knowledge and, therefore, access to the magic that flows through the Underground. As knowledge is power and I am the only child to ever remember my time in the castle beyond the Goblin City, I am the only candidate for the job. So unless someone else completes the Labyrinth, I'm the only choice King Jareth has for a heir, short of marriage. So unless he has his own kids, I'm the prince. If he does have any children, I'll only be a Duke or something. Unless he still wants me to take over. If you have complaints, call Jareth. I only agreed because I was his only choice and if something happened to him I would be prepared for my role. It would be a shame if the king didn't even know what he was doing, not to mention a danger to his subjects health." Drake raised an eyebrow at the little speech before letting a small grin grace his features.

"I am glad to see that you know something of the Old Ones Laws. It seems the Council's fears are ill founded once again. I believe you will make a satisfactory king."

"This was one of the Council's tests?" Toby was a little shocked. "When will those guys quit being so pig headed!" Toby leant back in his chair and ran his hands through his hair. "I have been given quizzes and surprise tests up to Kukupa! Ever since they heard a mortal would inherit they've tried everything to catch me out! What's the deal!"

"I believe 'the deal', as you put it, is that they are worried you might not be up to the duties of Kingship." Drake suggested as Toby ran another hand through his hair.

"It's not like I'm human anymore…" He snorted before the professor interrupted him.

"What?"

Toby raised his eyebrow. "You can't expect me to be human after all the magic I can channel, do you? A prince of the Underground can channel up to 80 of magic, on a very good day. Jareth can channel nearly all of it. If I was still human, I'd suffer major blackouts due to magic backlash. If a human can focus 2 of the Undergrounds magic, he'd be considered a powerful sorcerer, so the magic 5 supplies has no choice but to turn the user immortal, that or blow them up. That is the main reason the law 'Knowledge is Power' is used in the underground. The info I got when I was a baby was what saved me from exploding." He explained.

"But I can sense you have no Sidhe aura. How is that possible?"

"The transformation's not instant." Toby answered like it was obvious. "Little by little, I change. It'll speed up when I use magic or stay in the Underground. Soon I'll have to stay there forever or my magic will go out of control and end up doing stuff I don't want it to." The boy shrugged. "I just dread Sarah finding out. She'll kill me, or Jareth. Whoever she can get her hands on first."

"Sarah? Oh yes. The human girl his Majesty is so infatuated with."

"Yes. Now enough about my sister and the Council and stuff. Tell me what you think about the House Elves so I can go home. My parents are gong to kill me for being away so long."

"Your future looks very bleak, highness." Professor Drake observed with a playful smile.

"Yeah. Lots of death…"

"So? How'd it go?" Harry asked as Toby shut the door to the classroom behind him, looking knackered.

"It could have been worse. Drake's not as stuck up as he looks. We talked about the Underground for a bit. The House Elves have been given nothing but praise by everyone, except professor Snape. But I think he'd complain if he went to heaven, so I'm not going to look into it."

"Yes!" Ron and Harry high-fived, a trick Harry and Hermione taught Ron over the summer.

"When we get back to Gryffindor tower, I'll check up with Jareth and tell him everything's alright here." Toby said as they walked.

"Why not now?" Hermione asked.

"I just need a short rest. Professor Drake was prodding my magic the entire interview, so I'm just a bit tired."

"Why was he doing that?" Harry asked.

"Professor Drake use to work for the Sidhe Council, and they asked him to test me out."

"It was a test?" Hermione's ears practically pricked up at the mention of an examination.

Toby shrugged. "Yeah. They keep dropping them on me and I keep passing. I wish they'd give it a rest."

As they approached the Fat Lady's portrait Toby flicked his wrist and magiked up a crystal, intending to report to Jareth before going to bed, and peered into it. "Aaaaah! Good Gods!" Toby quickly thrust the crystal away from him.

"Toby!" Two accusing voice's were heard yelling from the ball.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! You could of at least put up a blocking spell or something!" The young boy frantically yelled as he tried to cover his eyes with his free hand.

"I did. But you seem to have bypassed them. Well done…" Jareth's voice chuckled from the ball before he was interrupted.

"This is no time to congratulate him, Jareth." Sarah's voice hissed, "Toby, your so dead!" she said, turning her anger onto her brother.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Toby repeated as he kept his eyes covered. Harry and Ron wanted to see what was happening but Hermione had both her hands on their shoulders, stopping them. She shook her head when they were about to ask her for an explanation.

"Just leave it." The witch advised.

"Later!" Toby bid his sister as he flicked his wrist and disappeared the crystal. "I think I need a Butterbeer." He told his friends as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Well that went well…" Jareth sighed to Sarah as she partly leant on him.

"I'm going to kill him when we get home." She continued to threaten through clenched teeth, even though her brother was out of hearing range.

"Do you want to start again?" Jareth asked as he collapsed, Sarah couldn't help but notice the sweat on his forehead and chest.

Sarah smirked, "Awww! Is the mighty Goblin King getting all sleepy-tired?" she teased.

Jareth promptly raised a sexy eyebrow, but decided to ignore her jibe. "I don't know how you humans can do this over and over again."

"You must admit, humans have good stamina." Sarah said, leaning over him on all fours with a smirk on her shiny perspired face.

Jareth gave her a rival smirk. "My dear," He purred "you have not yet seen what a member of the Sidhe can do."

Sarah snorted. "Yeah, right." Jareth's smirk just got wider at the challenge. Sarah gave a yelp of surprise as the kings arm suddenly shot out and knocked her over so she was sprawled out beside him, panting. "No fair." She accused him. "That was cheating."

Jareth rolled over to face her. "Oh?" He said playfully. "There was nothing about it in the rules you told me."

"That's because I thought it would be obvious." She said as if speaking to a child. "Your not allowed to push someone like that."

"Why? It makes everything more… interesting." Jareth purred again, moving his face closer to Sarah's, his eyes focusing on her lips. "But then again," He chuckled in a low whisper. "I suppose everything would be over too quickly."

Sarah only grinned. "So? Who's turn is it now?" She finally asked.

"Yours, I believe." He promptly answered as he rolled over once again and sat up.

"So? Shall we start again?" Sarah propped herself up and ran a hand through her hair, getting it out of her face.

"Let's start from where we left off." Jareth grinned.

Sarah began to stand, "Pffff. You would." she muttered as Jareth was given a grand view of her legs from under her long, baggy shirt.

'Too bad she has those damn shorts on…' Jareth thought as he put each of his hands and feet on the Red and Green corner circles on the Twister mat. Sarah then put one of her feet on Blue and Red, resting on his stomach and to lean forward to put her hand on the Yellow beside Jareth's head and another on the Blue next to his shoulder.

"Can you reach the spinner for me?" Sarah asked as she reached out, the spinner began to move. The problem was, it moved away.

"As delighted as I am at the position you have voluntarily gotten yourself into," Jareth began as Sarah rolled her eyes and began to blush. "I suggest we move the game elsewhere."

"Oh? Why? And where?" Sarah gave up trying to catch it to glare at Jareth through her hair.

"Over to the bed." Jareth grinned as her face began to turn red. "But for that, I don't think we'll need the mat. Or the spinner. Unless you really want to…" He finished saucily.

"Pervert." Sarah mumbled as she go off him, dusted herself off and moved to sit on the bed.

(L: Good day to you, my worshipers! Yes! It is time for the celabritory Shout Outs! AF: As you can see, finding out she had her own cult, has gotten to her head. L: No it hasen't! Bow before me andgrovel forgiveness, puny mortal! AF: I'll grovel you! Hits L over the head with a newspaper. L: Okay! Okay! I'll just get on with it! Geeze!)

SP777: Wow. Your name is odd. Sorry, that was mean. It's pronounced 'Shee' like in Banshee. It's gaellic for 'people of the (fairy) hills'. I'll take that slant thing as a complament. No I havent changed any chapters. Are you sure you read them properly. I'll as AF if she's changed anything.

Sheng.Long2005: Hey! I did say I got it out just for you guys! Meanie. But I forgive you! Here, have a cookie on the house.

Jumping-jo: Yes! Actually people do eat locusts and Chamal meat. Locust sorta taste nutty and Chamel meat tastes a bit like goat. If you've not had goat then its sorta tasteslike lamb, chicken and a cartire. Very chewy. About Seus: I read about in an article in the newspaper then 'The Grinch' came out.

DarkBlueEyes: Snipe didn't pay attention at the feast. I thought it would be funny imagining Snipes confused face when Toby began laughing his ass off! Hope you injoyed it.

Solea, Moonjava, Lady of the Labyrinth and Vampirehelsing: I don't like leaving people out so I thought I'd say Hello!