Title: Flip Side
Author: CuriousDreamWeaver
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Summary: Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter are one of a kind. Maybe. Alternate worlds are meant to stay separate but not everything turns out the way they're supposed to. How much trouble can two Draco Malfoys and two Harry Potters get into? Especially when someone decides to up the ante and make things a whole lot worse for them all. Slash, het. HP/DM, HP/DM, RW/HG and more.
Warnings: There will be slash, mostly from the HP/DM department, um, violence in later chapters, and maybe a few lime scenes (very mild though).
Pairings: HP/DM, RW/HG, JP/LE, LM/NM, SB/RL/SS
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters in it. J. K. Rowling does and she's more the richer for it.
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Flip Side
Chapter Eight: Breakfast is the most important meal of the dayHarry watched as J.P shovelled food into his mouth with gusto that he had only ever seen Ron match.
"You seem awfully hungry." He said slowly as he watched the boy next to him reach for yet another bread roll.
"I'm a growing boy, I need food." J.P replied with a grin. He slathered his roll with a generous amount of butter and jam and bit into it with a look of pure bliss.
"Be that as it may, you'll choke if you don't slow down." Hermione said, with a disapproving frown on her face.
"Ah, lay off him." Ron replied through a mouthful of toast. "He wants to eat, let the man eat.
Harry chuckled. "Yeah, just let him eat in peace, Mione. You can ask your questions later.
Hermione flushed slightly in embarrassment as Harry pointed out the main reason she was disgruntled by J.P's appetite. She sniffed and stuck her head back into her book, ignoring the three boys.
J.P gave her a smile. "Don't worry, I'll get Dee to answer your questions. She loves talking.
Hermione gave him a rather dubious look at the thought of asking the Slytherin girl anything. After all, her previous experiences with Slytherins wasn't very good, but J.P seemed adamant that Dee was nice, and he did seem very honest; she supposed it wouldn't be too bad to see what she was like. At least, she hoped it wouldn't be too bad.
"Bloody hell, look at that." Ron groaned suddenly and glared towards the other end of the hall.
"What?" Harry and J.P twisted around in unison to look. They were greeted with the sight of the Slytherins walking into the hall led by Draco Malfoy and a similar looking girl at his side. The two blondes were leaning towards each other and looked as though they were in a deep conversation.
"Hey, there's Dee!" J.P said with a smile. "Dee!" He waved enthusiastically at her. She looked up and gave him a smile, waving back slightly and nodding. J.P moved as though to get up but she gave him a slight shake of her head and cocked an eyebrow. She nodded towards the Head Table and J.P remembered that she was meant to sit with the other Slytherins. He sighed in disappointment but nodded in understanding. He sank back down into his seat and cast her a wistful look.
"Stop waving." Ron hissed. "She's a bloody Slytherin.
J.P gave him an annoyed glance. "Get off it." He snapped but quickly went back to eating.
"It doesn't look like everyone's thrilled with her." Hermione commented as she watched Pansy sneer at the girl from behind Draco's back. Her expression became thunderous when Draco helped Dee sit down and took his place beside her. It looked like the other blond was just itching to pitch a fit.
"Dee has a way of rubbing people the wrong way if she doesn't like them." J.P replied. He nodded at Pansy, who was reluctantly sitting down several places up from Draco and Dee, and watched as she snarled at a Fifth Year who had been unfortunate enough to be sitting next to her. "I'll bet that Pansy insulted her.
"How do you know that girl's Pansy Parkinson?" Hermione asked curiously.
J.P shrugged. "She's in my world too.
Hermione's eyes widened. "Of course! I didn't think of that! Are we in your world too?" She asked eagerly.
"Yeah. You and Ron are my best friends." J.P said.
"It's good to see things don't change too much!" Ron said with a grin and a friendly whack on the back.
J.P grinned back. "Yeah." He didn't mention the other people he hung around with. He had a feeling Ron would have an apoplexy.
"She certainly looks like Draco." Harry commented as he watched the tilting of silver hair and flashing eyes across the room.
"She's quite pretty." Hermione observed, beautiful in fact. From what she could see, Dee shared Draco's angelic beauty and she wondered if she had the same acidic disposition. She looked nice, a soft smile gracing her lips, but looks weren't everything. "She could be Draco's twin sister.
"Mione!" Ron exclaimed. "You can't call her pretty!
"Well, she is!" Hermione defended herself.
"But she's a nasty Slytherin!
J.P slapped his hand down on the table, causing heads to swivel in their direction. "Bloody hell, get over it, Ron! You don't know her at all!
The air seemed to become heavier, hotter, and a few people started to fan themselves unconsciously. Ron leant back, pulling at the collar of his jumper as a bead of sweat rolled down the back of his neck. When had it gotten so hot in the Great Hall?
"Leave it, Ron." Harry wondered how far Ron would push him before he exploded. He didn't think J.P was a pleasant person to be around when he was mad.
Ron spluttered but remained silent when Hermione kicked him and Harry gave him a stern look. "J.P's right, Ron. You don't know her. Wait until she does something before you start." Hermione said reasonably.
"Whatever." Ron sulked and poked at his eggs.
"Do you want to go flying after breakfast?" Harry asked J.P in an attempt to relieve the tension.
The boy brightened and nodded enthusiastically. "Sure!" He frowned. "But I don't have a broom.
"You could borrow a school broom." Hermione suggested.
"But they're so slow." J.P moaned. "Their turning is horrible and they're just plain sad.
"I thought they were rather good." Hermione murmured.
"You just don't get brooms Mione!" Ron said with a wave of his fork. "They're not just something you fly on! They have to have the perfect balance for their rider!
"Hear, hear." J.P nodded in agreement. "You can't just pick out any old broom; you have to have a broom that can handle your style of flying!" He nudged Harry. "Harry, back me up here.
"Yeah, they're quite right, Mione." Harry agreed with a smile and a laugh.
Hermione huffed as they blatantly ganged up on her and buried her nose in her book. "Boys." She muttered.
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"The boy on your left is Blaise Zabini." Draco said as he helped the petite girl settle into her seat. "Crabbe is to my left and Goyle is the boy next to him.
"Pleased to meet you." Dee replied with a nod to those mentioned.
"The pleasure's all mine." Blaise said with a sly wink. He took one of her delicate hands in his and raised it to his lips.
Dee raised an eyebrow and him and gently extracted her hands from his. "I'm sure it is, Zabini.
"Please, call me Blaise.
Dee made a noncommittal reply and started to examine the food on the table in front of her. Draco watched curiously as her nose wrinkled in distaste when she looked at the porridge and went straight for the fruit. Her hand hovered over the fruit basket before bypassing the green apples ones and picking up a large red one. She set it down on her plate and picked up her small paring knife, and slicing it carefully into eighths and taking out the core.
"Don't you have something better to do?" Draco asked with a scowl at his friend as the dark haired Italian continued to fawn over Dee.
"What could be better than courting a beautiful young lady?
Dee smiled in amusement. "Zabini, really, try not to get ahead of yourself. I might be already taken.
Draco started at the reminder and his eyes darted over to the Gryffindor table.
Blaise made a face and pressed a hand to his forehead dramatically. "Surely not!
Dee shrugged and started to eat her apple.
"I like red apples too. They're the sweeter of the lot." Blaise said as he too picked out a red one. Draco smirked, knowing perfectly well that Blaise disliked apples and preferred the stronger tasting grapefruit.
She gave Blaise a sideways glance. "Mm, really? I would have thought grapefruits would be more to your liking.
Blaise faltered for a moment, looking at her in amazement. He recovered quickly and smiled as he started to peel his apple. "What makes you think that?
"They're more tart, n'est pas1?" She gave him a mischievous smile and went back to her apple as he stared at her with an open mouth.
"How did you know that?" he asked once he got over his shock.
"I know a lot of things." Dee replied enigmatically as she reached for a croissant.
"Where did you learn that ice spell?" A voice asked from the other side of Blaise.
Dee tipped her head forward slightly and saw a stocky, plain looking girl by his side. "Ah, Millicent Bulstrode, isn't it?" Dee queried.
"Yes." The larger girl blinked in surprise at being identified.
"Mm." Dee focused her exotic eyes on the other girl, as though she was assessing her worth.
Millicent shifted uncertainly, her eyes lowering submissively as she was used to doing with Pansy.
Dee shook her head. The Millicent she knew was a brash, dare devil who enjoyed playing pranks on the other students, not this submissive girl. "Well, Millicent," deliberately using her first name, Dee smiled encouragingly at her when she looked up in surprise, "it's a specialty of mine.
"Oh." Millicent gave her a small, tentative smile. "Um, is it hard to learn?
"It depends on the person. I've always enjoyed the cold so naturally, I have a fondness for spells pertaining to ice and water.
A soft snort made Dee look past Goyle towards Pansy. The other blond was glaring at her through slitted eyes, her knuckles white around the goblet she was holding.
"Was there something you wanted to say, Parkinson?" Dee asked with a pointed look. As she met Pansy's gaze evenly, she lazily sipped at her pumpkin juice. She dared her to say something about her spell; the sheer hypocrisy would not be lost on their Housemates, not to mention that Dee held all the cards in the game since Pansy had cast an Unforgivable.
"No." She finally spat, turning back to her food with an angry snarl.
Dee would have felt guilty if it was her Pansy, but as this girl clearly wasn't, it didn't bother her in the least. Pansy and Hermione were her best friends, J.P aside, and she missed them. She lowered her head and looked down at her plate quietly. She missed Pansy's shy smiles and enthusiastic talks on flower arranging and Hermione's witty quips and verbal sparring.
"So are you really from an alternate world?" Millicent asked, snapping Dee out of her momentary slump.
Dee blinked and then nodded. "Yes, it's true. There was an accident between one of my classes and J.P and I were sent here.
"Who's J.P?
"He's that boy, over there." Dee pointed towards the Gryffindor table.
Blaise's face twisted into a look of disgust. "He's in Gryffindor?
"Yes, he is." Dee had a feeling that the Slytherins were just as prejudiced against the Gryffindors as Draco was.
"Which one is he?" Millicent asked, her eyes roving over the table curiously.
Dee caught Pansy sneering at the larger girl out of the corner of her eye and glared at her.
"He's the one with the messy black hair, sitting opposite that redhead, Ron Weasley.
"But that's Potter!" Blaise exclaimed.
"Yes, he is.
"You mean, that boy's Harry Potter? Where you come from?
"Yes, but I think you're meant to be calling him J.P in order to avoid confusion." Dee replied calmly as loud whispers broke out over the whole table as word got passed down.
"You mean to tell me, there's another Harry Potter here?" Blaise turned to Draco. "Did you know about this, Draco?
"Of course I did." Draco snorted with a faint twist of disgust on his lips.
"You associate with Gryffindors?" Pansy asked in obvious distaste.
"What I do is none of your concern, Parkinson." Dee replied coolly. "And I wouldn't insult him.
"Why not? Are you going to defend him?" Pansy mocked with a gleeful expression. This is just what she needed!
"Oh no, I'm not about to defend him. He can do that very well himself. I'm just warning you not to make fun of him to his face.
Pansy's face twisted scornfully. "Why? Will he cry?
"Oh no, he's more likely to blow you up." In more ways than one, she silently added. "He doesn't like people making fun of him.
"He must be a real wimp." Pansy scoffed.
Dee shrugged and sipped at her drink. "Fine, go ahead. It's not like I didn't warn you." She replied impassively. Her eyes were blank when she turned them to Pansy. "But if you die, don't blame me.
Pansy's mouth dropped open and she looked quite like a gaping fish. Millicent let out a stifled giggled and Pansy rounded on her with anger flashing in her blue eyes. "You stupid-
"Really, Parkinson," Dee drawled in Millicent's defence as she watched the girl cringe, "must you yell at the table? I'm sure you were taught better manners than that.
"Listen you little-
"Pansy." Draco's voice was like silk as he interrupted her. She snapped her mouth closed and wilted under his cold glance. "You're drawing attention to yourself." Draco snapped.
Pansy looked up and turned red when she realised that Draco was right and that students from the other tables were openly staring in her direction.
Just then, the Headmaster and Professors Snape and McGonagall strode into the room and took their places at the Head Table. Dumbledore remained standing and held his arms up.
"Children, if I may have your attention please." He waited until everyone was silent before he continued, "As you all know, there was an incident in the dungeons yesterday." He was interrupted by loud exclamations and he waved his hands for silence. "As I was saying, there was an incident in the dungeons that you are all familiar with by now. An accident in another world has brought us two new students. They will be remaining here in Hogwarts until a way home is found for them. Until then, I expect you all to treat them like you would treat your other classmates. Please welcome Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter." The two stood up when the Headmaster gestured towards them with a smile. Another outbreak of chatter broke out that was not quelled by the Headmaster's gestures for quiet.
Rising abruptly, Professor Snape bellowed, "Silence!" His voice echoed in the now silent room as he glared at all the students, save those in his own House, before taking his seat again.
"Ah, thank you, Severus. Now, as I was saying, their names are Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter. However, to avoid confusion we have come to a compromise. As you can see, this Draco Malfoy is female and as such, she prefers the name Dee. Harry Potter here has agreed to be called J.P. for the duration of his stay. Miss Malfoy is in Slytherin House and Mr. Potter is in Gryffindor. That will be all," he finished his speech and sat down to breakfast.
Dee sat down silently and shifted almost imperceptibly as all the eyes of the Slytherins rested on her. Sure, she loved attention, but she could practically see the gears turning in all their heads as they looked at her.
"So..." Blaise said as he sat back, noting the tension between the people around him. "Do you play Quidditch?
Dee gave him a small smile, grateful for the conversation. "I'm a Seeker.
"Just like our Draco here!" He leant forward. "Is Pott... er, J.P a Seeker too?
She shook her head. "J.P. doesn't have the build for it; he's too muscular. Besides, he's too impatient and prefers to be in the middle of the action rather than hovering around the edges." Dee tilted her head and added, as an after thought, "And he likes to show off. Being a Seeker doesn't give him as much opportunity throughout the entirety of the game. And he doesn't like having to concentrate on one thing for a long period of time; he has a rather short attention span in most cases." Dee replied mildly.
"But then who's the Seeker of his team?
"I am.
"But...
"There are no Houses where I come from." Dee explained. "As such, there is no reason for J.P and I to be on different teams.
"So you're on the same team as Potter?
"Well, yes. I do want to be on the winning team after all. The other five teams aren't as well matched as we are and we've been the current reigning champions since First Year.
"But you're on the same team as Potter." Blaise stressed the name, his eyes going wide at the thought of a Slytherin, a Malfoy no less, was voluntarily working with Harry Potter.
"And we win," she gave a shrug. "I like to win. I would rather have him on my team than anyone else. He knows my signals and we work well together." She tilted her head. "And winning is everything. Why worry about something as trivial as rivalries when I can win?
"Definitely has the Malfoy ambition." Millicent murmured.
"Why, thank you Millicent." Dee beamed. Millicent flushed and nodded shyly.
Draco sat back and watched the interaction between Dee and Millicent with something akin to amazement. He'd never seen the stocky girl blush, let alone smile, but Dee had her doing both. It wasn't that he liked Millicent, but after having watched her ground under Pansy's heel for so long, he couldn't help but feel... pride? to see her not cowering. It was rather refreshing. Not to mention that it riled Pansy to no end. He gave her a look of sardonic amusement as he watched her fume silently, a flush of anger high on her cheeks. At least Millicent knew when to leave someone alone.
Draco saw movement from the edge of his peripheral vision and turned to see J.P. approaching their table, the Gryffindor Trio following behind him. A sneer twisted Draco's lips as he rose.
"What are you doing here?
J.P. looked taken aback but sneered right back at him. "What business is it of yours?
Draco drew back in surprise. J.P was definitely more aggressive that Harry. His eyes flickered to the other Gryffindor's and saw that they were just as surprised as he was.
"Now, now. That's enough of that." Dee murmured as she got up. "What is it, J.P?
"Do you want to go flying?" J.P asked.
"But we don't have any brooms.
"We could use the school brooms.
Dee's nose wrinkled in disgust. "I don't think so." She sat down again. "I'm not flying on those. They're awful.
"You can go flying. What difference does it make what kind of broom you're on?" There was a wheedling tone in his voice. He ignored the twitters of the other Slytherins and gave her a pleading look.
Dee raised an eyebrow at him. "They're school brooms." She said slowly. "They're school brooms.
J.P wondered how she managed to fill those two words with so much distaste. "Aw, come on! It's not like you haven't flown on them before.
Dee sniffed, affronted at the reminder. "That was a different matter entirely.
Despite having prior knowledge about their relationship, Draco couldn't help gaping at their interaction. They were teasing each other. Well, Dee was teasing J.P, from the warmth in her eyes.
"But it'll be boring without you!
There was a spattering of giggling from the lower Years at the pleading looking in J.P's eyes.
"Then be bored. I'm not going to lower myself to using those pathetic excuses they call brooms." Dee retorted.
"I'll stop bugging you.
"No you won't." Dee said.
J.P looked rather put out by her reply and huffed. He turned to Draco. "You're a Malfoy, right? That means you've got to have the best. Do you have a broom she could borrow?
That snapped Draco out of his daze and he snarled. "Now see here-
"Well, do you or don't you?" J.P cut him off impatiently.
"Don't be rude, J.P." Dee said as she rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's antics. "Try to show a little restraint.
"But I'm bored." He moaned theatrically. His eyes slid to her lasciviously. "I haven't seen you all morning.
Pansy took the opportunity to jump in. "How pathetic, you're dating a Gryffindor?
J.P rounded on Pansy, his eyes flashing with anger. "What was that?" he hissed at Pansy. His fists rested on his hips as he leant towards her in an intimidating manner, using his superior height to his advantage.
Pansy started at the fury in his voice and her eyes widened in fear.
Dee's hand shot up and he subsided immediately, something that wasn't lost on Draco. "J.P, there's no need for that." She murmured as she stroked his arm. She turned her attention back to Pansy with a cool smile. "I'll go flying with you." She gave Draco a small, apologetic smile. "I'll see you later.
"Wait!" Draco said impulsively as she turned away. "I fly around this time as well, I'll come with you.
"That would be nice.
"What? He can't come!" Ron spluttered. "It's bad enough that there's going to be one Slytherin there!
"Get off it already!" J.P said in exasperation as he threw his hands up.
Draco sneered. "I don't need your permission, Weasel," he snapped.
"Why-
"Leave it Ron. Let him come if he wants," Harry gave Draco a level look. "If he does anything, we can just take care of it then.
To say that Draco was surprised by Harry's... amicability, considering their relationship was obvious. He gaped at him for a moment before frowning and eyeing him with suspicion. "What's this?
Harry shrugged. "We're almost adults now, it's about time we got past this bickering," he turned to J.P. and nodded towards the doors. "So, are we going?
"Sure.
Harry nodded and they left the hall. Draco watched them for a moment before cursing under his breath and following. Crabbe, Goyle and Blaise moved after him and Pansy's petulant whining faded into the background as they got further away from the Great Hall. Draco made a quick stop at his rooms to pick up his Firebolt.
"Why are we following them?" Blaise asked as he fell into step with Draco.
"Maybe we'll be able to see if they have any plans for the upcoming Quidditch match." Draco muttered. In truth, he wanted to know what had caused Harry's sudden change in attitude. That and he wanted to keep an eye on Dee. There was something distinctly different about her and he needed to figure it out.
"Ah, I see. Always looking at the big picture, eh Malfoy?" Blaise grinned as sat down on the seats near the bottom of the Slytherin stands to watch. Crabbe and Goyle followed suit when Draco waved them away.
"Yeah, bigger picture." Draco said as he looked around and saw that Harry and Ron had already taken to the sky and were gesturing for J.P. and Dee to follow them. He scowled darkly and kicked off the ground and levelled himself with the other two boys. He speared them with a haughty glare before looking back down towards the couple still on the ground.
"J.P., these brooms are atrocious," Dee said in a scathing manner as she looked with distaste at the broom in her hand. She unclasped her robe and draped it over the back of a bench.
"They're school brooms, what did you expect," from the sound of his voice, it was obvious that J.P. had heard this sort of thing before but that didn't stop him from giving her a fond look as she sniffed at him and walked to the middle of the field. She gave one last look at her pathetic broom before she straddled it and kicked off gracefully. She tilted her head up and then waved at Draco and circled lazily until she was next to him. "I love flying. It's very relaxing." She leant back slightly and closed her eyes.
"Yes, it is. I've always enjoyed flying at night." Draco replied quietly, not wanting the others to hear.
"Oh, that's the best time to fly. You can try to catch the stars." Dee smiled with her eyes closed.
"Dee," J.P. had come up behind them and was looking at Draco warily, "Let's go. Harry and Ron are waiting.
"Fine," she turned to Draco and waved him over as she followed behind J.P. "Come on Draco, let's go.
Draco slowly flew after her, keeping his distance from the other boys but close enough to her so that she wasn't insulted.
"So, Harry, what position do you play?" Dee asked. She moved into a position that allowed her to get a close look at him. He was shorter than her J.P. by maybe an inch or two and not as well muscled, though by no means skinny. His eyes were more haunted and serious than J.P.'s however and Dee felt a stab of sympathy for him. He must have had a very sad life indeed for him to look so old before his time.
"Er, I'm the Seeker for Gryffindor." Harry blinked when she smiled slightly and a glint lit up her eyes.
"Really? I'm a Seeker too," she tilted her head. "How do you practice?
"I try to see if I can borrow the the snitch from Madam Hooch but if I can't, I practice manoeuvres and broom control.
"I see.
"How do you practice?
"I get Uncle Severus to create a Shade for me to play against.
"Uncle Severus?" Ron looked a little ill and Dee gave him a bemused look.
"Yes, Uncle. He's the half brother of my father," she paused. "Well, in my world he is.
"So what's a Shade?" Harry asked curiously.
"A Shade is a solid shadow that can perform given tasks. They're very handy in a lot of situations.
"I can imagine." Harry's face looked thoughtful. He imagined how good practice could be if he had someone, or something as the case would be, to play against.
"I wonder..." Dee eyed Harry with a playful gleam in her eyes and smiled slowly. "You wouldn't be interested in a little friendly competition would you? I don't want to get behind on my practice.
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Again, as always, I would like to thank my lovely beta lilypurewhite. She's been incredibly helpful to me and I will always appreciate her help! Thanks so much! huggles
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Reigning Devil: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like it. I hope this was fast enough for you! LOL
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NettieT: I'm glad you like Dee. She's so funny. LOL I hope she acts like Draco... Well, a nicer, less snarky version of my beloved blond Slytherin! LOL Yup, J.P.'s a delectable sorta guy! LOL He's kinda what I image Harry would have been like if he hadn't been left with the Dursleys (Good gravy, what was Dumbledore thinking?!) Hm, there's a bit more Harry and Draco here, but to be honest, the next big bit with those two won't be until chapter 10! But don't worry, that bit will focus on those two! Hope you like the chapter!
Squifi: I'm glad you like the but with the other world people! LOL It was actually a bit I wrote ages ago but kinda forgot about cough lazy sod cough LOL Yeah, see I don't like the description of the Veelas in HPverse, though I can understand it. I actually ripped my Veelas off the Ryujin from Tekuu no Escaflowne (a kinda okay anime, though the movie was much better. LOL). They were a race of superior beings who liked to try and do all this stuff they shouldn't have cough change the future cough They had these beautiful wings that I just love. They're normally white, but if the Ryujin is dying, their wings go ebony black. Very dramatic, I think. They also wore these pretty robes (that's what I got from the pics anyways... LOL) and look generally cool. Well, except for the whole cursed race thing, they're rather interesting. LOL Well, in the Ôreal' HPverse, I'm taking it that they do have French blood, Malfoy is a French name after all, but as to whether or not they're really French French... Well, I don't think I'll do it that way. cackles in a hopefully creepy manner Who am I kidding, I'm nto scary at all. Heck, little kids laugh at me! TT LOL Anyways, yeah, the letter sender... Who could they possibly be?! The mystery of it all! To be honest, I don't know. LOL Or do I? O.o LOL Yeah, I know who it is, but I'm not telling yet! Personally, I see Voldie as a bit of reject. I mean, he can't even kill a baby, how pathetic is that? See, most dudes, to get the most satisfaction out of a situation, would prolly use a more brutal way of killing someone and if he had, Harry would not be gracing us with his presence. However, I am under the delusion that he can be evil in a sufficiently creepy manner so I have portrayed him as such. LOL Yeah, Opposite of Sex was meant to be updated a few months after the last update... but I reckon it won't be updated for a while, if ever sigh I love that fic too. Ah well, one can only hope, ne? Thanks for the encouragement! I really appreciate it! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Heart and Soul: I'm glad you think the plot's original! It's great that you think so cuz that's what I've been aiming for! Really? FF? That's an interesting thing... Hopefully I'm not copying anything! And Broken Sky? I've never heard of that. Is it good? Who's the author? Oh, you couldn't open Ch.5? Do you want me to send it to you? Just e-mail me, I'd be happy to! Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Anon: rubs her neck I hope you don't mind, but I tweaked my fic a bit to suit what you suggested, the thing about the Ultimate Major and minor thing. It sounds a lot better than what I had before ;; LOL Actually, now that you mentioned it and good on you for saying it, I was planning on having a bit of fun with Dee and J.P.'s spells. Have you ever played Warcraft III? There's a combination thing that I love watching my bro do when he plays. He calls it Showtime. LOL It's when the Archmage casts a Blizzard right after the Bloodmage casts his Mark of Fire. It's all very pretty and kills a lot of things. LOL Thanks for you review! I'm glad you think it's unique! I hope you continue to do so and that you enjoyed the chapter!
Brenna8: Yeah, I'm pretty much right up to the point that I stopped at before. You remembered! LOL I think I posted a similar chapter to this one just before I stopped last time. I think it's better this time around. LOL I hope you liked the chapter!
Sparkling Whimsies: Thanks for the corrections! I really appreciate it. And thanks for looking over the other chapter for me. LOL Funky grammar! LOL Thanks for the compliments! I hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Mara202: I'm glad you found the last chapter interesting! I can only hope you found this one just as entertaining! Thanks for you review.
Lucidity: Thanks for the review and the compliments! I really appreciate it! LOL I'm glad you thought it was funny. I was hoping it would be amusing! Hope you liked the chapter! Ah, lost, huh? I hope you find it, it's a great read!
Mon2: Glad you liked the last chapter! I enjoyed writing it too! LOL Yeah, The wings have been explained! Finally! LOL I always thought that if James and Lucius had met under less... Well, hostile circumstances, they'd be more like rivals than anything else. Besides, it's funny to make them like that. Reminds me of me and my cousin who shall remain nameless cough cough LOL rubs her neck I haven't thought quite that far yet, but I do intend to have a bit something akin to the parents from both worlds meeting, though I'm not quite sure to what extent it will go to. And I haven't made it that Lucius is completely cold towards his son. He could surprise you! LOL I will put more H/D soon enough in the next chapter (though it does focus a lot on Dee's relationship with Voldie) and the following one after that. But don't worry! I will have a lot of H/D soon enough! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Claimed is something that's similar to soul bonding, though it doesn't require you to be soul mates and isn't necessarily romantic. Hm... I explain it all in due course, not to worry! And besides, if J.P. tried to marry Dee now, Lucius would skin him alive and Narcissa and Lily would prolly sulk for not being able to plan the wedding. LOL
ScaryAnna: LOL Thanks for the tip. I do appreciate the criticism. I don't suppose you could e-mail me so I can send any more French phrases through you before I make a complete fool of myself again? LOL I hope you liked reading it though. Sorry if it was painful for you! ;; I hope you liked this chapter!
Please feel free to R&R/C&C! Take care, savvy?
DW