Sorry for the delay of the third chapter, again, school is a very bad burden, thus making me have limited time to updated.

disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. (Even though I would like to.) The play parts in this chapter are from "Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare. I don't own him either. Nor do I own Chad Micheal Murray (I would very much love to).

warnings: song lyrics, cussing, violence, and sexual jokes. For mature audiences only. Also, since HBP and OOTP would originally have a big influence on this fic, it doesn't. I have chosen to keep Dumbledore alive, and make Sirius also be alive. Just a heads-up so people won't exactly be leaving me remarks telling me that they died, and they should not be in this story. Voldemort is dead, and so is Draco's father. So, don't try to prove you know more than me.If you do, I will kindly tell you to read this little bit right here. Thank you.

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Chapter Two Bloody American Actors

It was after class, and the sun was going down right about now. It was dinnertime in the Great Hall. Hermione looked up, and saw a very funny sight. Rainie was running into the Great Hall, soaking wet and followed by 5 boys. She did a quick drying spell, and flopped onto the bench next to Hermione.

"See you had a rough start," Hermione commented, laughing.

Rainie scowled, and said, "They chased me, so I ran into the lake! They didn't leave me alone, so I ran in here!"

Hermione started cracking up, and everyone looked at her. Harry looked over, saw Rainie, gave a sort of terrified squeak/scream, and blushed, falling off of his bench. Rainie sighed, feeling bad, and helped him up.

"Thanks," Harry muttered, standing up. Rainie grinned. "No problem, just, don't scream like that, or I'll have to laugh at you.

"Ok, I'll keep that in mind," Harry replied, grinning and laughing. "You know, I hate it how every time I see you, I embarrass myself." Rainie shrugged, and walked out of the Great Hall with him, lacing her fingers with his. "I seem to have that effect on people." she said calmly, looking around. "You know, Hogwarts isn't all that different from Salem." She looked at the sky, and smiled. "With the exception of my dad."

Harry looked over at her, and said, "Well, if you're dad's overprotective, he has a right to be. You're a beautiful girl, Rainie."

Rainie grinned, and looked at the setting sun. "Oh wow, Harry, you said something not embarrassing. Well done!"

Harry grinned, and shrugged. "Hey, I'm getting into the whole smooth-talking thing." He turned back towards the castle, still hand-in-hand with Rainie. He stopped in front of her door, and said, "Have a nice night."

Rainie kissed him softly, and whispered, "G'night." She walked into her door, leaving Harry feeling incredibly less nervous than before.

It was dark out, very dark. Everyone at Hogwarts was asleep, and it was quiet, the kind of quiet that was peaceful, yet uncomfortable at the same time. Only god knew who or what was lurking in the shadows.

A rustle is heard, and Rainie became visible, walking through the darkness casually. She stopped by the lake, and twirled with the wind, as if dancing to an unheard tune. Everyone who saw her would think she was either mad, or a prostitute, for her outfit was the kind you only wore in the privacy of your own quarters, or with the person you love. The tanktop only went down to her bellybutton, and the shorts were only a few inches longer than her backside, thus making her tan, long legs look even longer.

"Romeo, Romeo, where for art thou Romeo?" she sang into the darkness, still twirling and laughing. "Deny thy father, and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet!"

Rainie opened her mouth to continue, but another voice, a much deeper voice, answered her.

"Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" Draco replied, stepping out of the darkness of a tree, only in black boxers and a white tanktop. He grinned, and leaned against his tree casually, eyes glinting with mischief.

Rainie grinned, and replied, "Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's a Montague? It is not hand, nor foot, Nor arm, not face, nor any other part belonging to a man." She started twirling around again, but continued- "O, be some other name! What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, retain that dear perfection which he owes without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, and for that name with is no part of thee take all myself."

"I take thee at thy word: Call me but love and I'll be new baptized; henceforth I never will be Romeo," Draco replied, standing up straight and walking over to Rainie. He smiled, and bowed to her, holding his right hand out. "Would you like to dance?"

Rainie smiled, and took his hand with her left, setting her right hand on his shoulder, while his left hand rested on her waist. They began dancing, and the wind blew, making a soft tune, and for a moment it seems as if the windwas serenading them, one black-haired girl and a blonde-haired boy, different as night and day.

"Where did a respectable pureblood like you learn to recite purely muggle things like 'Romeo and Juliet'?" Rainie asked as Draco spun her in a slow circle, then dipped her, returning to their original stance.

"I read," he replied, tracing a circle on her waist with his index finger. "Ever since my father died, I've-" he paused at this, then finished, "Let's just say I have a lot of free time."

Rainie smiled, and looked up, her face inches from Draco's. She kissed his lips lightly, and whispered, "See you tomorrow." She ran away, leaving Draco standing in the darkness, happier than ever.

Well, this was a fun chapter to write, so please, give me more than the one lonely comment I recieved (though I do appreciate it)! Thanks, read and review!

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