So I wasn't going to update this till I'd finished Sleepless Nights, but I got a review. so thank you FloraDora, for being the only one to actually like my weird story. And since I don't like to upset a fan (note to self, I have a fan!) I thought I'd post this up since it was already written. I'll post another if I get more reviews, but if I don't I'll do it after Sleepless Nights (note to you, I've finally figured out a plot for it!)

Now read!

Chapter two

Draco woke up aching and bruised all over, especially his ass. His memories of the night suddenly came back to him. Sexy Snape dragging him violently to his room and dressing up in the play boy bunny costume, and doing the bunny hop. Ahh what a night that was. After they had stayed up and talked about their feelings and plans for the future and . . . wait, why was he on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He promptly got up, and his trousers fell down. Immediatly turning his head to check out his ass, he saw he had been given the dark mark. His father would be so proud. In neat bold writing it said;

"Hands off, Lord V's bitch"

He stumbled into the lake for a bit of skinny dipping, before being grabbed by the squid for a cuddle.

"Draco seems good at starting new trends." muttered Ron, as yet another shinning pink head of curls walked past, staring at Ron's out of date platinum blond. "I may as well just go back to my old style." With a flick of his tiny wrist, and a whisper of "Infernoser", Ron's hair was once again a flaming red. In fact, it was on fire.

"Love the new look Ron, you a real hottie." Ron was soon ambushed by several Ravenclaw girls, yet Harry and Hermione failed to notice.

"Have you noticed Draco's been acting differently?" Hermione said to Harry, trying to get his attention away from a staring contest with Draco's butt. "You know, his strangely unnatural, yet alarmingly sexy pale complexion, barely going out during the day time, except for his regular cuddles with the giant squid, drinking human blood openly without being in a hardcore rock band. I can't quite figure out what's wrong with him. Do you think he's eating enough vitamins? He does have nice sharp teeth though, must be good genes." Hermionie was never as good a dentist as her parents. "It reminds me of a book I recently read, I think it was called "How to spot a vampire", though I can't think why. What do you think Harry, should I stick my abnormally large nose into other people's business just to figure out why there's something about him that I, Hermionie know-it-all, can't figure out. Or should I just find a spell that will shrink my abnormally large nose, so I can no longer stick it where it's not wanted. Or maybe I shouldn't talk so much and hear your opinion on the matter at hand?"

"Yeah, shake that thang babe!" Hermionie hit Harry. "Yeah, I mean...um...huh?"

"You can be so provocative sometimes. And I think you deserve to know how very much it upsets me, and you know what's even worse? I know you and Ron call me Pinocchio, I mean, he doesn't even know what your talking about, he just wants you to notice him. Because little does he know that he and Pinocchio have a lot in common. Did you know he was gay? Hummff. I'm going to the library." Hermionie used her foolproof scheme to get things figured out, to go to the library, pretend to study, and call some highly paid consultants for some expensive consulting. Quick as a slug on steroids, she stumbled from the great hall, as a high pitched scream interrupted the feast of breakfast. Harry looked towards Ron to find him passed out from the pain of his burns. The Ravenclaws had left in a huff after their robes had been set on fire, yelling things that sounded like "couldn't handle us", or "wannabe". Harry levitated him skillfully, having practiced after the many times he found Ron in his bed, and took him to the hospital wing, starting as many fires as he could on the way.

Draco had previously hurried to his room, as an unexpected package had arrived in his lower regions after he caught Snape eating a banana. He was just about to get down to fixing that when and owl flew into the window, and pecked his nik naks.

"Oi, stupid bird, your supposed to open your mouth first." He soon began laughing hysterically at his incredible...witty joke, and stepped on the owl. "Oh, right, lets see what it brought me." and he attempted to unstick the box from the mushy mess. As he opened his new unexpected package, the smile stretching from ear to ear suddenly shrunk like a child at Christmas when they unwrap some underwear.

"A bottle of red icky stuff! Hmm, make that red lumpy icky stuff. Is it a bloody mary?" Draco began shaking the bottle like one of those instruments you shake. A shaker.

"Dear Draco, last night was very fun, and I love what you did with my make-up. Meet us again tonight. Drink that potion, you'll find out what it's for when we meet again, (tonight, if you forgot already).

P.S. Bring that leather G-string. Anything Snape can enjoy, I can enjoy better."

Draco downed the now bubbling potion in one long, dribbling glug, coughing as the strawberry tasting goop went down his lungs by mistake. He then decided to take off his clothes and flex till his next lesson, where he shall conveniently forget about his nakedness. Snape would love that, its double potions with the Griffindors next. Wondering what "punishment" he would receive, Draco pleasantly day dreamed of Snape and his whips and chains and teddys. Meanwhile, a cupboard's coughed went unnoticed.