Right toe, sorry this is so crappy. I live in Crapsville and go to Crapsville High. And their pooters are made in Sucklahoma City, Sucklahoma. So forgive me if it takes awhile for my stories to come out. Free imaginary tacos for waiting!
Disclaimer: I don't own stuff. Sorry. I had a floppy disc, but I threw it away because it's crap.
Sorry if everyone hates me, but I am NOT going into detail about what Draco and Snape did. Please don't maul me!
Draco peeled his sweaty body from the hard stone floor. Why did Snape have to be so rough? Who knew he was so strong?
The door burst open.
"Oh, Severus, I-DRACO, WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!"
"Father, it's not what you think!" Draco said. "Okay, so it is what you think, but there's a good reason!"
But Lucious wasn't looking at his son.
"I'm sorry, Lucious, but you haven't been by in ages!" Snape said. He pulled on his robes and went over to his storeroom. "Here you are, Draco, this should cure whatever you used. Now be gone, your father and I have," Snape paused, "business."
Draco shuttered and grabbed his things and the potion, fleeing from the room. He pulled on his robes outside Snape's office and took off looking for Harry and Weasley.
Draco prayed that they hadn't already gone back to the common room. This prayer was answered almost instantly.
Ron leapt on his back.
"Hello, Draco. I finally got rid of Harry, so now we can be alone."
Harry yanked him off. "Ron, you dolt! Stupefy!" he yelled.
"Here, give this to him and it should cure him. You'd better be grateful, I went through hell and back to get it."
"I would if it hadn't been your fault." Harry spat.
Sorry it's so short. Tacos to all. Hearts and huggles. Bye