A/n: I am so sorry!(More excessive punctuation)
I cannot believe I have left this story out in the cold for way too long and I'm gonna wind it over. There'll probably be about 2 more chapters. After this gets done, I'll probably work on Dark Times Before Us, which I have neglected for almost a year. So enjoy the next two chapters! I'll try and make them nice and long for you!
Love ya all,
Cellie
Disclaimer: This is getting so retarded, I'm just gonna skip it.
Exploded toilet bowl: thanks for reviewing on this story and on my new style wizard. That'll probably gain another chapter once I finish this one, and add a new chapter to my others. That'll be a while.
Karana Belle: calm down! Here it is! Dum da da dum!
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Chapter 5: solutions!
Draco hopped out of the chair as if he had sat on broken glass. "Excuse me? KISSING GRANGER? That expletive deleted clone has gone too another expletive deleted far. I am going straight to Dumbledore to figure out how to fix this whole Expletive mess." Crabbe inserted a finger in his ear and twisted it, sure he had heard wrong.
"Wow, and the record for most curse words in a sentence goes to Draco Malfoy." He said dryly. Draco ignored this remark, and throwing his cloak over his clothes, walked fast to the portrait hole.
"I've got to work on damage control now. Any Slytherin that walks in here from now on stays in here on the pain of a body bind." He warned, pointing a finger over his shoulder. He swept down the dungeon hall, towards the grounds.
"So, now you need to get back to being one person." said Hermione, twiddling a quill between her fingers. They were sitting in lunch, debating what to do next. Good Draco nodded ardently, taking an over large sip of pumpkin juice and spilling it down his front. Hermione was being to notice that Good Draco was a bit of a klutz. She wondered if somewhere inside normal Draco that he too was a bit of a klutz, which was funny to think about, Draco always being so cool and collected all of the time.
"Yes," he said, "It's imperative that I become a part of Draco's body again." Hermione was also starting to see Good Draco has a larger vocabulary. "He's now wandering around with absolutely no good inside him. If he was nasty before, it's no comparison to what he'll be now…"
Meanwhile, back at the ranch…
Regular Draco had noticed this effect too. Twice when people had slightly glanced at him during his run to the Great Hall, he had given them a decidedly incredibly rude hand gesture. He came to the same conclusion that Good Draco had, and was now suppressing his inner cruelty.
He now burst in to the Hall, causing quite a stir and everyone to stare at him. He practically ran to the Gryffindor table, stuffing his fist in his mouth to keep from calling, "Weasel!" out to Ron. He stopped behind Hermione and Good Draco, both of them mouth agape. In a fit of agitation, he threw himself to the floor to avoid calling Hermione a mudblood. "Hermione," he gasped, smacking himself across his face, "I need-ouch!" He said, biting his tongue. "Quick! I need him back in," stuffing a fist in his mouth again, "mpth humpth!"
"Excuse me, what was that?" said Good Draco as politely as he could, staring down at regular Draco in disbelief. Regular Draco pulled his fist from his mouth, teeth marks on it. Hermione looked disgusted.
"I said," said Regular Draco, decking himself with the fist he had previously pulled from his oral orifice (A/n: why does that sound so…dirty?), and continued. "My head!" Good Draco nodded fervently again.
"Yes, we need to go quickly to Professor Dumbledore! He'll know exactly what to do." Nevertheless, Dumbledore was one-step ahead of them. He had already swept down to the Gryffindor table for the staff one. He stood silently looking around at him, he eyes, looking at each of them in turn from under his craggy eyebrows. Slowly, he raised one, and his eyes swiveled down to look at Regular Draco, who stood quickly and wiped his still slobbery hand on his robes, which Hermione made a noise of disgust at, to Good Draco, who fairly cowered under his intense gaze.
"Now follow me…"
A/n: So……I know that wasn't that long, but I'm trying to stretch it out. So…….what did everyone this now that I finally updated? Then review!
Cellie