thank you to ronnikenzluvr for actually attempting the "deranged attempt at an author's note" - outoftouch. well, the first thing was a given, i mean he PROPOSED to her, meaning that there was a PROPOSAL in the chpater. here is your cookie. !cookie with anything you want on it !>
Peahces and Firecrackers answers (i got peaches and firecrackers from s2s magazine)
Kortknee: well, this story is about to end. sorry. :'-(
OneWhoHasNeverLoved: love the new name. newayz, is this fast enough? lolz.
OutOfTouch: well,
1) yes, i am happy that you took the time to review.
2) you and everyone else will soon find out why this story is messed up, k?
3) again, you will find out why it doesn't make sense
4) well, i am doing the best i can. besides, i don't know about you ppls, but i really don't like long chapters.
5) well, i'm crazy like that. i will pretend kidnap whoever i damn well please, alright?
6) sorry, my chapters are staying the length they are. and, it won't make sense because i don't want it to. it will all work out in the end, trust me. you weren't being mean, just blunt.
Ronnikenzluvr:hold up, lemme copy 'n' paste.
"I wonder if I can get her into bed then leave her," Draco thought to himself. "No, bad thoughts, can't think about her like that. She is dirty blood." "Who cares! She is the greatest witch of our age and you know it" "Dumb ass concience. Why does it always have to butt in?" "Becuase it's my job. Now shut up. You are giving me a headache" draco was going to give her mind blowing sex, then leave her.
DMHG: i kno.
ocardevoli: it took me a minute to figure out what your username was. don't we all? lolz. well, they knew that they were going to get married becuz his dad sent him a letter saying that hermione should marry him because she was rich, being a henderson and all.
BubblePopElectric: well, here ya go. love the username.
Diamondgurl: yeah, now the flames make me laugh. blackmailing you into hating your friends? wow, can you say deranged? thnk you so much. that made me cry tears of joy(rotflmao) it wasn't too long.
IMPORTANT! FORGET EVERYTHING THAT YOU READ IN MY DERANGED ATTEMPT AT AN AUTHORS NOTE LAST CHAPTER. PLEASE.
Now that that's done, on with the last chapter of the story
Disclaimer : the idea for this whole chapter came from "The Fresh Prince of Bel - Air." song title belongs to Dustin, Patrick, Kelley, Carnell, and Bryan Barnell, better known as B5. all characters belong to me. PSYCHE! they belong to JK Rowling.
Chapter 10: Let Ron Take It
"Ginny, what was that?" Hermione asked. She saw a green flash come from the Boy's Dormitories.
"Hermione, are you really that daft? It was obviously a curse. Maybe the- oh no! C'mon 'Mione, let's go!" Ginny ran up the stairs to find Dean Thomas laying spread eagle on the ground with a look of terror on his face. Hermione came right after her, seeing the same thing. When she looked up, she saw Seamus with a triumphant smirk plastered on his face with his wand in the air and the Dark Mark looming above.
"Seamus, can you hear me? What happened?" Hermione asked in a calm voice. She didn't want to startle him and cause him to do any more damage. As she got closer, she saw that his eyes were a firey red color instead of the calm brown.
"Course I hear you, mudblood. You,"
"Whoa, Seamus. What's wrong? You never called me mudblood before. What's up?"
As she and Ginny looked, hiseyes turned a deep, blood red color. His nose turned into two small slits. His tan skin turned pale, almost white.
"Well, what do we have here? We have a mudblood and a poor, poor, wizard. So, are you two going to fight me?" Voldemort said in his raspy, snakelike voice.
"No, they aren't. We are," came a confident voice from the door. There stood Draco, Harry, Ron, Bill, Charlie, Gred, Forge I mean Fred, George, Blaise, Luna, Neville, Susan, Ernie, Justin, and Colin. Plus, oh, let's say 302 aurors and all of the members of the Order. Fred saw Voldemort's wand laying behind him.
"Hey, Forge, why don't we put our jokes to the test," Fred whispered in his twin's ear.
"Gred, what on earth do you mean?" George asked.
"Whaddya say? Maybe, replace Voldie's wand with a rubber wand?" Fred questioned.
"Well, I was thinking more like Portable Swamp, but, that will do, and Harry will get to beat the git once and for all," George said.
"And, it happens that I havea rubber wand in my pocket. Switch?"
"Yeah!"
So, while You-know-who named all of his Death Eaters in the new way of summoning, Fred and George switched the wand. Then, they charmed it to look just like Voldemort's, down to the finger prints.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Pansy's alarm clock went off.
"Shit! What time is it?" Pansy growled.
"Time for you to wake up," Millicent said.
"Oh. Too bad that was only a dream. I would love to see that happen to the stupid git. He would have deserved it too." Pansy thought. The rest of the day went normally, Draco and Hermione throwing insults at each other, Snape taking points away from Gryffindor for Neville's mistakes, and Harry and Ron being over protective of Hermione. Everything was right in the world until . . .
LATER THAT NIGHT
Stupid Prefect duties. Why bother? Pansy thought to herself as she walked through the corridors, whistling a muggle song called "All I Do". While she was whistling, she heard moans from a brooom closet. As she neared the closet, she heard a girl giggling. In between giggles, she heard the words, "Drakie, stop!"
"Oh, shit! Not again. Well, this time, I'm NOT opening the closet. Let Ron take it." she said.
Finis.
AN: Well, how did you like it? We now know why this story is really messed up. Pansy's mind is messed up. Or, my crack provider has struck again. Or i can't write shit. i vote for the last one. whatever you want to believe. review, flame, i don't care. just know that this is my last attempt at a story. from now on, i will be reviewing, and reviewing ONLY! i kno a lot of people are happy about that. so, review. please. it will do my ego good to see that my last chapter got more reviews than any other. all you reader/writers out there, i'm changing my username to iluvdustinbarnell. look for it. all readers, never expect another story from me for a long time.
