I have returned!!!!!!!!! ahem School's out so...MORE UPDATES! Though I'm not going to be incredibly fast. Despite the fact that I have no life...sigh
Amanda: Oh, come on! That was pretty fast...fairly fast...err...WHO CARES?! Atleast I'm updating. And if I were childish, I would- sticks tongue out and makes face yeah...do that...As for the friendship thing...I SHALL DENY THAT TO ANYONE WHO HAS NOT FIGURED IT OUT ALREADY, besides even if you don't get it now...you WILL get it! 'Sides, DaLuver agreed that I deserve some time off, 'cause I've got these spacers, and I can't bloody chew and I'm freaking starving!!!
DaLuver: Yes, you WERE in it...woo-hoo? Enthusiastic, aren't I? Heh-heh. Yeah. You do have some...odd...choices for your clothes and stuff. And I'll try to give you a bimbo. What kind of bimbo do you want? Student? Teacher? Pansy-type bimbo? Giggly bimbo? I need these bimbo-ish details. Yes, and I, too, ludge you. --U I met the deadline...woo-hoo? Are you done skipping down the mountain? U sigh
Haven Bloodcrow: It was rather depressing, wasn't it? grin I like that song... After ya get around the 'WTF?! THIS IS BLOODY SCARY!' thoughts about the lyrics, the song is pretty good. Yeah, I know I'm great! laughs arrogantly
Oh! And I'm about to start a BRAND new story...one shot...I think...if you want some previews, and I like you, email me and I shall write back! enters random evil laugh I was reading the guide to evil last night (great reading material) and got some great tips. Anyone who wants to read it email me! I shall withhold all information about what is going on with Rory, her money, her friends, etc. If you're not sure if I will answer a question, send it anyway, I will either answer...or REJECT IT WITH COLORFUL FLAMING SPORKS!!! -
I do not own Monica and Professor Rogers (they are owned by DaLuver), and just about everything else is owned by JKR and Draconian again, except Troy, Ty, and Calica and anything you don't recognize (unless I don't have a clue what I'm talking about 'cause I haven't really read the books...), who are owned by me, Zanza! Oh and Lance Kelly, Ravenclaw prefect, isn't mine either. He is his own person (though I do control everything he does I suppose...) who goes to my school a grade above me. I just liked his name. Its cool.
ON WITH THE 'FANTABULOUS' STORY!
"What the HELL is that noise?!" Draco yelled to himself as the pounding of soft leather and the drumbeat of some song blared, muffled, through his room. At first, he thought it was his neighbor, Aurora, but when he entered her room and saw it was empty, so WHO could it POSSIBLY be?
He finally got off his bed and tried to follow the noise, which led him to, of all places, his closet. A new song started as he opened the door to his closet and glanced inside.
I will darken these exalted summers,
and let you dwell in the blissful cold
Heal yourself into pure realities...
explore the light from the other seal
He looked down into the ventilation system and heard the music pounding from there. 'WTF?' He lifted up the vent and got on his hands and knees and took a look around. It was just big enough for him to crawl through if he tried and he saw a light at the end. There HAD to be something down there, so he climbed in.
Draco could barely move (a/n NOW IS MY CHANCE TO ATTACK HIM!!! laughs insanely and grabs rope from mid-air), but he managed to squirm into the metallic passageway, though he couldn't tell where he was, how far he had to go, or what was going on in front of him, outside the vent.
His feet finally landed on concrete after he had wiggled (a/n wiggled. grin It's a funny word. laughs uncontrollably) a bit longer. At long last, he twisted out of the vent and stood up, dusting himself off.
Whispering like the silent mouth of tomorrow...
Please give a cure for my sorrow.
Draco took a look around and (thanks to Quidditch) (a/n yes...quidditch makes him sexxi!!!) his eyes immediately darted to the source of the movement...
"AURORA?!" he yelled, wide-eyed. Rory looked up, vaguely shocked. "Who the bloody hell did you expect, the bloody Easter Bunny?" Rory had been kickboxing when Draco burst in on her, totally freaked. Now what was so shocking about her kickboxing? (Other than, you know, her being a weak little book worm hiding behind Potter and his boyfriend...)
"Bloody hell Malfoy. What the hell is your problem?" she said walking up to him, eyeing him strangely. The thing was, he was eyeing her strangely too, except, different...
"...MALFOY, YOU FREAKING PERV!!!!!!" Rory screamed, punching his arm, when she finally noticed what he was looking at. During her little work-out session, Rory had been dressed in a, per say, skimpy outfit, that kind of showed off her curves, and Draco being the perverse man-whore (a/n COUGHSEXXIMANWHORECOUGH) continued to stare at her like his 'manly man teenage hormones' were ordering him to.
Your radiance sparkles like fiery dust...
blisters in the wind of the absolute.
The satin web of thy imprisonment
shackles the muse of dreams come true
She was wearing a pair of jeans, ripped to be shorts that abruptly stopped to be MUCH too short for school, and a black sleeveless midriff shirt. That was enough to make any of the male students in Hogwarts stare and/or drool. Hell, that would make ANY man stare. She sighed...it was only human of him to be slightly impressed. After all, she was supposed to be the little know-it-all who did absolutely nothing but study and read her precious books.
Draco continued ogling at her, amazedly. That shirt, it showed off her tan, toned stomach and her firm arms. And those shorts...good god. Those legs. Those bronzed, never ending legs. Those school robes really did cover her up well. He smirked appreciatively.
"Are you done gaping at me or do I have to wait for you to wipe the drool off your face?" Rory muttered sarcastically.
Draco ignored that snide comment with a comment of his own. "Damn Mudblood, you sure have been hiding something under those robes..."
Rory sighed exasperated. "What did YOU come down HERE for?" At that moment, Draco remembered exactly where he was. Well, he wasn't exactly sure where he was, but he took a look around. There was exercise equipment galore in here. A treadmill, punching bag, weights, bikes, elliptical riders, everything. On the other side of the room laid a leather couch, a refrigerator, a small shower, a small trunk of her gym clothed he presumed, and a stereo from where that horrid racket was coming from.
Your theatre stands empty now...
so we have lost you anyhow.
"Hello? Earth to self-obsessed, bleach blond prick!" Rory said, waving her hand in front of his face. "Hey! My hair color is completely natural!" he yelled, offended. "Yeah?" "Yeah." "And so are these green high lights of mine." "Shut up."
"Back on subject. What are you doing here?" Rory asked irritated. "Oh, yeah. That. I heard THAT," he said pointedly glaring at the stereo, "from my room and I wanted to know what the freak it was, 'cause its kind of weird hearing music when there is no one to play it...So I played the Golden Trio and decided to investigate," Draco snarled (snort God, too many bloody funny words...like...pudding...laughs insanely)
Luciferi - Eden's rapture
Luciferi – Nighttime Angelicah
"Golden duo, you mean?" Rory mumbled. Draco quirked an eyebrow curiously. "Really now?" "Crap. Did I say that out loud? Heh-heh. Whatever. Just forget I said it," Rory said. "No. No, I don't think I will forget it," Draco retorted, curiosity overwhelming him. "What did you mean?" Rory walked over to the leather couch and plopped down, Draco following suit. "Well, we just aren't friends anymore..." Rory trailed. "And how did it come about that the inseparable Golden Trio has broken up and left the Wonder Boy and his boyfriend?" Draco asked harshly. "Do you really have to ask? I mean its not like I have to convince YOU not to like them," Rory shot back. "I'm just curious. I guess those two got tired of the threesomes, huh? Wanted some alone time?" Draco sneered. "D-Malfoy!...I don't swing that way...,"Rory answered, smirking, surprising Draco. She hadn't even stood up for Scar Face and the Weasel. It must have been pretty bad.
"Really what happened?" Draco asked seriously. Rory looked up at him. "Why is it that all of a sudden Mr. High-and-Mighty-Pureblood is interest in the little Mudblood's life?" "Well, you aren't exactly a Mudblood are you?" Draco smirked knowingly. Rory's eyes widened, "W-what?" "You're a pureblood. It's the only possible way you could have gotten the Dark Mark and absorbed that curse back at the prison." "Oh. That. You do catch on rather quickly, now don't you?" "Yeah, I do. But you've gotten me wondering...who are you really?" "I'm from an American wizarding family. My real name is Dawn Salvien. You've probably have heard of them," Rory answered calmly. (a/n I'm going to continue calling her Rory) Draco on the other hand nearly choked on his own words. "T-THE S-salviens?!" "Umm...the only Salviens I know of..." Rory answered. "As in, the heirs and heiresses to SLYTHERIN?!?!" "Umm...yeah...though I'm the only heiress right now other than Voldemort, but he really didn't get anything of Salazar's or the rest of the family. He is a half-blood after all. My parents died last year when the mansion was raided so now I'm the only TRUE heiress to Slytherin," Rory said unemotionally. "But call me Rory. Everybody else does." Draco was freaking out right now. The one and ONLY heiress to the Slytherin fortune had been right here at HIS school, in HIS year, in HIS classes, hiding as a mudblood, and he'd been treating her like dirt.
The Garden bloomed in bright colours...
and no angel passed through the silent tunnel.
The tears I weep lies frozen cold...
you've slipped away in the fire.
Embrace me now in my final breath...
Continue to grow, my flower of death
'Um...what's the matter with him. I know it's a shock and all, but isn't he overreacting a little?' Draco was still gazing at Rory in shock. "Well, you knew I was a pureblood and you knew Blaise and I went out and you knew I was on the dark side. I mean this isn't really much bigger of a shocker than THOSE, right?" Rory logically said more to herself than him. "S-s-s-salvien?" Draco whispered. At this point, Rory was fed up. SMACK. "What the bloody hell?! What did you do that for?!" Draco yelled, holding his red cheek. "You were looking at me funny and kept muttering stuff to yourself...would you prefer I report you to St. Mungo's?" Rory asked sarcastically. "That was hypothetical," she added when he opened his mouth. "Well, can't a guy have some time to get over the shock that the girl he thought was a Mudblood, poor, know-it-all, who was all innocent and shit, and he treated like dirt is now a higher ranking pureblood than him, richer than him, smarter than him, and has been on the dark side?!" "Well, I suppose that is quite a blow..." Rory said smirking.
"Wait. If you're Slytherin's heiress and all, how come you're a Gryffindor?" Draco asked. "Reasonable question. I asked the hat to put me in Gryffindor." "Err...put you in Gryffindor? Ummm...why?" "To get close to Potter ya moronic fool." "Geez. Acts like a Slytherin already." "I always have. People just haven't noticed," Rory replied with a grin.
Life is death's theatre;
A flame of silent winter where you left me alone.
In the desolation of a broken promised land,
you've slipped away in its fire... in the fire.
"Well, Blaise knew this, right?" Draco inquired. "Yeah, its why he dated me in the first place. Me, I was new, I needed someone to show me the ropes to the pureblooded evil side, and he seemed like the perfect candidate." Rory answered seeming quite bored.
"So how come you're fighting for the light then?" Draco questioned. "Well, I wasn't exactly all for the pureblood supremacy. I mean, I had experienced it first hand when I actually thought I was a mudblood. Besides, its not like I can tip the scale significantly in either direction." "That's not what I hear. I mean. You're the Silver knight. EVERYONE on the dark side has heard of you and lots of them rather fear you. Not all of them know who you are, but they know who Aurora, the Silver Knight is for sure." Draco said encouragingly. "But, yeah, I'm not too into the pureblood supremacy thing either," Draco said sadly. Rory looked at him quizzically. "Yeah, I know. What can I say, I'm a good actor...especially when I have to be." Rory gave him a look that said 'Continue.' And he wasn't about to disobey.
"Responsibility to the family name. Or at least that's what Dear ole Dad calls it. Yeah. I kinda had to do it 'cause if I didn't...well...my Dad had these torturers-" "called Bringers. They bring so much pain and confusion to their victims' minds, they go insane." Rory finished for him. She obviously had heard about them. "Has he used them on you?" Draco nodded. "Hmph." Was her only reply. "Where have you heard about them?" Draco insisted. "Not heard. Experienced. Crazy bastard set three of 'em loose on me," she drawled. "THREE!? On you? Wait. He usually keeps them at the manor...how could he set them loose on you?" "I was in the manor. Lovely place ya got there," she added absent-mindedly. "You were in the manor?" "Yeah, you were out somewhere...some quidditch thing or another...He was wanted...I went after him...he set the Bringers loose on me...we both escaped...get it?" Rory asked lazily. I gulped and nodded.
In sadness, your mirthless winter...
I bring gold to those who dread the sun.
Within my tears grows a flower of truth,
and I gave my love to the eventide.
"So...how come I didn't know about this little place down here?" Draco asked. "Oh, Dumbledore gave it to me. Ya know, didn't want me outta shape. Besides, I kinda like exercising and...well, you should know money goes a long way," Rory said with a sly smile and a wink. "After all that crap you gave me about using my money!" Draco yelled playfully disgusted. "That's your Daddy's money, this is MY money!" Rory said teasingly, grinning. Draco looked shocked. "Ah. The true Slytheriness is rearing its beautiful, cunning head," Draco mumbled slyly. "Beautiful and cunning? Well, I guess we're all not as pretty as you, eh, Draco?" Hermione shot back, grinning madly. "Yes, I knew you couldn't resist my hot, sexy, manly charms, could you? I knew you would give in to your desires soon and admit your undying love for me," Draco added pompously. Rory's eyes widened and her shoulders tensed. "Ummm...sorry, Dr-Malfoy...I gotta go," she mumbled incoherently. Draco silently looked up at her and watched her as she jumped off of the couch and scurried out of the room, through a door, evidently leading to her room.
O amaranth, bloom in my heart...
They shall never keep us apart
Draco sank into the couch. Had he said something wrong? Whatever. He wasn't going to think too much on it. She was obviously complicated.
But, had he been flirting with her? He HAD flirted with just about every other pureblood in the school and now she was a pureblood. A rich, pureblood, descendent and heiress to the fortune of Salazar Slytherin. Better than Parkinson. Ew. Besides she was hot anyway. And she wouldn't have to be just a one-nighter. He could live with this one. She was different in some way. She didn't beg for him. She could live on her own. His Dad would even be ecstatic, other than the whole 'light side' thing. Oh well. Dad would just have to deal. It seemed now the only thing keeping them apart was her...
Luciferi – Fallen from heaven
Luciferi – Nighttime angelicah
Had she really just told him all that? Rory shook her head. She was completely disgusted with herself. Someone else had been allowed in. That was NOT supposed to happen. After what happened with Blaise, she swore to herself that she would never let another guy in her heart like that, but here she was doing it again. What was this boy doing to her?
The Garden bloomed in night's colour...
And an angel passed through the silent tunnel.
Lucifer.
Finally. Done. Now I can start that one-shot and this one's next chappie. But, me, I'm in pain. Today, I got these funny little metal things put on two of my bottom teeth...I have no freaking clue what they are...Anybody have any braces stories they wanna share? Any songs they wanna see? I'm gonna do major karaoke. I also need a cool guys rock band name (original please). Flames, comments, whatever, you know the drill.
Next chapter: First day of classes. Some wild teachers (that's you Monica) and some wild classes and meetings. Get ready for the first day back for classes!
Amanda: Oh, come on! That was pretty fast...fairly fast...err...WHO CARES?! Atleast I'm updating. And if I were childish, I would- sticks tongue out and makes face yeah...do that...As for the friendship thing...I SHALL DENY THAT TO ANYONE WHO HAS NOT FIGURED IT OUT ALREADY, besides even if you don't get it now...you WILL get it! 'Sides, DaLuver agreed that I deserve some time off, 'cause I've got these spacers, and I can't bloody chew and I'm freaking starving!!!
DaLuver: Yes, you WERE in it...woo-hoo? Enthusiastic, aren't I? Heh-heh. Yeah. You do have some...odd...choices for your clothes and stuff. And I'll try to give you a bimbo. What kind of bimbo do you want? Student? Teacher? Pansy-type bimbo? Giggly bimbo? I need these bimbo-ish details. Yes, and I, too, ludge you. --U I met the deadline...woo-hoo? Are you done skipping down the mountain? U sigh
Haven Bloodcrow: It was rather depressing, wasn't it? grin I like that song... After ya get around the 'WTF?! THIS IS BLOODY SCARY!' thoughts about the lyrics, the song is pretty good. Yeah, I know I'm great! laughs arrogantly
Oh! And I'm about to start a BRAND new story...one shot...I think...if you want some previews, and I like you, email me and I shall write back! enters random evil laugh I was reading the guide to evil last night (great reading material) and got some great tips. Anyone who wants to read it email me! I shall withhold all information about what is going on with Rory, her money, her friends, etc. If you're not sure if I will answer a question, send it anyway, I will either answer...or REJECT IT WITH COLORFUL FLAMING SPORKS!!! -
I do not own Monica and Professor Rogers (they are owned by DaLuver), and just about everything else is owned by JKR and Draconian again, except Troy, Ty, and Calica and anything you don't recognize (unless I don't have a clue what I'm talking about 'cause I haven't really read the books...), who are owned by me, Zanza! Oh and Lance Kelly, Ravenclaw prefect, isn't mine either. He is his own person (though I do control everything he does I suppose...) who goes to my school a grade above me. I just liked his name. Its cool.
ON WITH THE 'FANTABULOUS' STORY!
"What the HELL is that noise?!" Draco yelled to himself as the pounding of soft leather and the drumbeat of some song blared, muffled, through his room. At first, he thought it was his neighbor, Aurora, but when he entered her room and saw it was empty, so WHO could it POSSIBLY be?
He finally got off his bed and tried to follow the noise, which led him to, of all places, his closet. A new song started as he opened the door to his closet and glanced inside.
I will darken these exalted summers,
and let you dwell in the blissful cold
Heal yourself into pure realities...
explore the light from the other seal
He looked down into the ventilation system and heard the music pounding from there. 'WTF?' He lifted up the vent and got on his hands and knees and took a look around. It was just big enough for him to crawl through if he tried and he saw a light at the end. There HAD to be something down there, so he climbed in.
Draco could barely move (a/n NOW IS MY CHANCE TO ATTACK HIM!!! laughs insanely and grabs rope from mid-air), but he managed to squirm into the metallic passageway, though he couldn't tell where he was, how far he had to go, or what was going on in front of him, outside the vent.
His feet finally landed on concrete after he had wiggled (a/n wiggled. grin It's a funny word. laughs uncontrollably) a bit longer. At long last, he twisted out of the vent and stood up, dusting himself off.
Whispering like the silent mouth of tomorrow...
Please give a cure for my sorrow.
Draco took a look around and (thanks to Quidditch) (a/n yes...quidditch makes him sexxi!!!) his eyes immediately darted to the source of the movement...
"AURORA?!" he yelled, wide-eyed. Rory looked up, vaguely shocked. "Who the bloody hell did you expect, the bloody Easter Bunny?" Rory had been kickboxing when Draco burst in on her, totally freaked. Now what was so shocking about her kickboxing? (Other than, you know, her being a weak little book worm hiding behind Potter and his boyfriend...)
"Bloody hell Malfoy. What the hell is your problem?" she said walking up to him, eyeing him strangely. The thing was, he was eyeing her strangely too, except, different...
"...MALFOY, YOU FREAKING PERV!!!!!!" Rory screamed, punching his arm, when she finally noticed what he was looking at. During her little work-out session, Rory had been dressed in a, per say, skimpy outfit, that kind of showed off her curves, and Draco being the perverse man-whore (a/n COUGHSEXXIMANWHORECOUGH) continued to stare at her like his 'manly man teenage hormones' were ordering him to.
Your radiance sparkles like fiery dust...
blisters in the wind of the absolute.
The satin web of thy imprisonment
shackles the muse of dreams come true
She was wearing a pair of jeans, ripped to be shorts that abruptly stopped to be MUCH too short for school, and a black sleeveless midriff shirt. That was enough to make any of the male students in Hogwarts stare and/or drool. Hell, that would make ANY man stare. She sighed...it was only human of him to be slightly impressed. After all, she was supposed to be the little know-it-all who did absolutely nothing but study and read her precious books.
Draco continued ogling at her, amazedly. That shirt, it showed off her tan, toned stomach and her firm arms. And those shorts...good god. Those legs. Those bronzed, never ending legs. Those school robes really did cover her up well. He smirked appreciatively.
"Are you done gaping at me or do I have to wait for you to wipe the drool off your face?" Rory muttered sarcastically.
Draco ignored that snide comment with a comment of his own. "Damn Mudblood, you sure have been hiding something under those robes..."
Rory sighed exasperated. "What did YOU come down HERE for?" At that moment, Draco remembered exactly where he was. Well, he wasn't exactly sure where he was, but he took a look around. There was exercise equipment galore in here. A treadmill, punching bag, weights, bikes, elliptical riders, everything. On the other side of the room laid a leather couch, a refrigerator, a small shower, a small trunk of her gym clothed he presumed, and a stereo from where that horrid racket was coming from.
Your theatre stands empty now...
so we have lost you anyhow.
"Hello? Earth to self-obsessed, bleach blond prick!" Rory said, waving her hand in front of his face. "Hey! My hair color is completely natural!" he yelled, offended. "Yeah?" "Yeah." "And so are these green high lights of mine." "Shut up."
"Back on subject. What are you doing here?" Rory asked irritated. "Oh, yeah. That. I heard THAT," he said pointedly glaring at the stereo, "from my room and I wanted to know what the freak it was, 'cause its kind of weird hearing music when there is no one to play it...So I played the Golden Trio and decided to investigate," Draco snarled (snort God, too many bloody funny words...like...pudding...laughs insanely)
Luciferi - Eden's rapture
Luciferi – Nighttime Angelicah
"Golden duo, you mean?" Rory mumbled. Draco quirked an eyebrow curiously. "Really now?" "Crap. Did I say that out loud? Heh-heh. Whatever. Just forget I said it," Rory said. "No. No, I don't think I will forget it," Draco retorted, curiosity overwhelming him. "What did you mean?" Rory walked over to the leather couch and plopped down, Draco following suit. "Well, we just aren't friends anymore..." Rory trailed. "And how did it come about that the inseparable Golden Trio has broken up and left the Wonder Boy and his boyfriend?" Draco asked harshly. "Do you really have to ask? I mean its not like I have to convince YOU not to like them," Rory shot back. "I'm just curious. I guess those two got tired of the threesomes, huh? Wanted some alone time?" Draco sneered. "D-Malfoy!...I don't swing that way...,"Rory answered, smirking, surprising Draco. She hadn't even stood up for Scar Face and the Weasel. It must have been pretty bad.
"Really what happened?" Draco asked seriously. Rory looked up at him. "Why is it that all of a sudden Mr. High-and-Mighty-Pureblood is interest in the little Mudblood's life?" "Well, you aren't exactly a Mudblood are you?" Draco smirked knowingly. Rory's eyes widened, "W-what?" "You're a pureblood. It's the only possible way you could have gotten the Dark Mark and absorbed that curse back at the prison." "Oh. That. You do catch on rather quickly, now don't you?" "Yeah, I do. But you've gotten me wondering...who are you really?" "I'm from an American wizarding family. My real name is Dawn Salvien. You've probably have heard of them," Rory answered calmly. (a/n I'm going to continue calling her Rory) Draco on the other hand nearly choked on his own words. "T-THE S-salviens?!" "Umm...the only Salviens I know of..." Rory answered. "As in, the heirs and heiresses to SLYTHERIN?!?!" "Umm...yeah...though I'm the only heiress right now other than Voldemort, but he really didn't get anything of Salazar's or the rest of the family. He is a half-blood after all. My parents died last year when the mansion was raided so now I'm the only TRUE heiress to Slytherin," Rory said unemotionally. "But call me Rory. Everybody else does." Draco was freaking out right now. The one and ONLY heiress to the Slytherin fortune had been right here at HIS school, in HIS year, in HIS classes, hiding as a mudblood, and he'd been treating her like dirt.
The Garden bloomed in bright colours...
and no angel passed through the silent tunnel.
The tears I weep lies frozen cold...
you've slipped away in the fire.
Embrace me now in my final breath...
Continue to grow, my flower of death
'Um...what's the matter with him. I know it's a shock and all, but isn't he overreacting a little?' Draco was still gazing at Rory in shock. "Well, you knew I was a pureblood and you knew Blaise and I went out and you knew I was on the dark side. I mean this isn't really much bigger of a shocker than THOSE, right?" Rory logically said more to herself than him. "S-s-s-salvien?" Draco whispered. At this point, Rory was fed up. SMACK. "What the bloody hell?! What did you do that for?!" Draco yelled, holding his red cheek. "You were looking at me funny and kept muttering stuff to yourself...would you prefer I report you to St. Mungo's?" Rory asked sarcastically. "That was hypothetical," she added when he opened his mouth. "Well, can't a guy have some time to get over the shock that the girl he thought was a Mudblood, poor, know-it-all, who was all innocent and shit, and he treated like dirt is now a higher ranking pureblood than him, richer than him, smarter than him, and has been on the dark side?!" "Well, I suppose that is quite a blow..." Rory said smirking.
"Wait. If you're Slytherin's heiress and all, how come you're a Gryffindor?" Draco asked. "Reasonable question. I asked the hat to put me in Gryffindor." "Err...put you in Gryffindor? Ummm...why?" "To get close to Potter ya moronic fool." "Geez. Acts like a Slytherin already." "I always have. People just haven't noticed," Rory replied with a grin.
Life is death's theatre;
A flame of silent winter where you left me alone.
In the desolation of a broken promised land,
you've slipped away in its fire... in the fire.
"Well, Blaise knew this, right?" Draco inquired. "Yeah, its why he dated me in the first place. Me, I was new, I needed someone to show me the ropes to the pureblooded evil side, and he seemed like the perfect candidate." Rory answered seeming quite bored.
"So how come you're fighting for the light then?" Draco questioned. "Well, I wasn't exactly all for the pureblood supremacy. I mean, I had experienced it first hand when I actually thought I was a mudblood. Besides, its not like I can tip the scale significantly in either direction." "That's not what I hear. I mean. You're the Silver knight. EVERYONE on the dark side has heard of you and lots of them rather fear you. Not all of them know who you are, but they know who Aurora, the Silver Knight is for sure." Draco said encouragingly. "But, yeah, I'm not too into the pureblood supremacy thing either," Draco said sadly. Rory looked at him quizzically. "Yeah, I know. What can I say, I'm a good actor...especially when I have to be." Rory gave him a look that said 'Continue.' And he wasn't about to disobey.
"Responsibility to the family name. Or at least that's what Dear ole Dad calls it. Yeah. I kinda had to do it 'cause if I didn't...well...my Dad had these torturers-" "called Bringers. They bring so much pain and confusion to their victims' minds, they go insane." Rory finished for him. She obviously had heard about them. "Has he used them on you?" Draco nodded. "Hmph." Was her only reply. "Where have you heard about them?" Draco insisted. "Not heard. Experienced. Crazy bastard set three of 'em loose on me," she drawled. "THREE!? On you? Wait. He usually keeps them at the manor...how could he set them loose on you?" "I was in the manor. Lovely place ya got there," she added absent-mindedly. "You were in the manor?" "Yeah, you were out somewhere...some quidditch thing or another...He was wanted...I went after him...he set the Bringers loose on me...we both escaped...get it?" Rory asked lazily. I gulped and nodded.
In sadness, your mirthless winter...
I bring gold to those who dread the sun.
Within my tears grows a flower of truth,
and I gave my love to the eventide.
"So...how come I didn't know about this little place down here?" Draco asked. "Oh, Dumbledore gave it to me. Ya know, didn't want me outta shape. Besides, I kinda like exercising and...well, you should know money goes a long way," Rory said with a sly smile and a wink. "After all that crap you gave me about using my money!" Draco yelled playfully disgusted. "That's your Daddy's money, this is MY money!" Rory said teasingly, grinning. Draco looked shocked. "Ah. The true Slytheriness is rearing its beautiful, cunning head," Draco mumbled slyly. "Beautiful and cunning? Well, I guess we're all not as pretty as you, eh, Draco?" Hermione shot back, grinning madly. "Yes, I knew you couldn't resist my hot, sexy, manly charms, could you? I knew you would give in to your desires soon and admit your undying love for me," Draco added pompously. Rory's eyes widened and her shoulders tensed. "Ummm...sorry, Dr-Malfoy...I gotta go," she mumbled incoherently. Draco silently looked up at her and watched her as she jumped off of the couch and scurried out of the room, through a door, evidently leading to her room.
O amaranth, bloom in my heart...
They shall never keep us apart
Draco sank into the couch. Had he said something wrong? Whatever. He wasn't going to think too much on it. She was obviously complicated.
But, had he been flirting with her? He HAD flirted with just about every other pureblood in the school and now she was a pureblood. A rich, pureblood, descendent and heiress to the fortune of Salazar Slytherin. Better than Parkinson. Ew. Besides she was hot anyway. And she wouldn't have to be just a one-nighter. He could live with this one. She was different in some way. She didn't beg for him. She could live on her own. His Dad would even be ecstatic, other than the whole 'light side' thing. Oh well. Dad would just have to deal. It seemed now the only thing keeping them apart was her...
Luciferi – Fallen from heaven
Luciferi – Nighttime angelicah
Had she really just told him all that? Rory shook her head. She was completely disgusted with herself. Someone else had been allowed in. That was NOT supposed to happen. After what happened with Blaise, she swore to herself that she would never let another guy in her heart like that, but here she was doing it again. What was this boy doing to her?
The Garden bloomed in night's colour...
And an angel passed through the silent tunnel.
Lucifer.
Finally. Done. Now I can start that one-shot and this one's next chappie. But, me, I'm in pain. Today, I got these funny little metal things put on two of my bottom teeth...I have no freaking clue what they are...Anybody have any braces stories they wanna share? Any songs they wanna see? I'm gonna do major karaoke. I also need a cool guys rock band name (original please). Flames, comments, whatever, you know the drill.
Next chapter: First day of classes. Some wild teachers (that's you Monica) and some wild classes and meetings. Get ready for the first day back for classes!