Thank you all who have reviewed. I feel loved and cherished. I am so sorry that it took so long to get the last chapter up, actually I have had both of these written for a while, but I had moved out of my dads and had to wait to get my baby back, lol. I sure have missed you all!
Ok, a whole lot of the reviews were confused by the prophecy (One called it shit, but dont worry im going to get to them) here's some help-
The King & He who holds the sword of the lion- Harry
He who wields the power to chase away darkness & the Dragon - Draco
the pure one- Ginny
The Flower - Pansy
Peace - Hermione
joker- George
the Dragons Bride - Sunday
Water- Rivers
the loyal servant - Ron
the seven- Ginny's brothers
And remember, just because they weren't mentioned in the prophecy don't mean that they aren't going to play an important part.
Now, for someone w/ a lot of time- I think I am a very good author, big deal, my spelling is a bit off and my grammar isn't perfect, and I think it makes perfect sense, my sentences are fine, no one else has that much trouble reading them, or gets confused. And I am sorry that you feel my story is a butchery of the language, but if you feel that strongly about it, simply don't fukkin read it. "then there are the pl ot holes, especially the porn magazines. where did that go?" ummm….here's an idea, I'm the author, if I want to make a chapter out of every hour of the day, I can and will, maybe I just haven't gotten around to releasing it yet? So until you are the one writing the story, don't assume that I have forgotten anything that I have written. I am not brain dead and I don't like be treated as if I am. "i admire your effort on making the prophecy to sound very antique like, but it sucks" o and seeing as to how you have a story and all, and wow, look at that, even a real ff.net name, you can do so much better. When you get the balls to actually write something and put it out here for millions of people to read, then you can come back and criticize me. It takes a lot of courage to put your work on the web, and quite frankly, anyone who can do it, no matter how bad their work is, is wonderful in my eyes. So until you write your own damn fic, saty the fukk away from mine!
Ok, everyone else, enjoy the chapter.
20- Clean In da House
"Did you rearrange your furniture?" Blaise asked as he looked around Draco's room.
"No, I had a couple of poufs for burglars the other night, they broke in and decided that my fwung shway was all wrong."
"Smart arse. Anyway, I like it better this way, more comfortable then the other way." Blaise said as he took a seat by the fire.
"So glad that you like it." Draco said as he continued scratching his quill along the parchment, he had homework to make up and Blaise was only distracting him.
"Anyway, have you heard anything about how Gin is?"
o, and he was trying to avoid thinking about Ginny Weasily. Couldn't forget that one. "Nope. So where's Tally? Shouldn't you be somewhere comforting her?" Draco asked, making it pretty clear what he really meant.
"Her brother came in for a visit, along with a very large, bald guy that looks as if he could crush me with his pinky."
"Scared?"
Blaise smirked. "Well, not really, the bald guy is here for Gin, looked mighty protective too, I think it might be her boyfriend or something." Of course, Blaise knew damn well that the bald guy wasn't Ginny's boyfriend, he was a friend of Jeff's brother, and consequently, part of the BBB (Big Brother Barged) which meant that Gin was like a kid sister to him. But he just couldn't pass up a chance to screw with his cousin.
Draco's quill immediately stopped, and the room became very quite. Blaise could picture the color draining out of Draco at his words.
Thoughts raced threw the young blondes head, pictures of Ginny and a bald guy in a passionate embrace. It was almost enough to ensure him another visit to the infirmary.
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"Hey Kid, what's crackin?" Clean asked a hard working Ginny.
Ginny, who had been working on a potions essay looked up, then back down, only to jerk her head back up to see the source to the voice.
"CLEAN! O my Goddess! When did you get here? How did court go? Did they tell you about the dance? Are you staying for the dance? The dance is tonight, did you know that?' Ginny babbled on and on as she held him tightly around the neck.
Clean let out his rich, full bellied, deep laugh and gently pulled away. "Sorry kid, but I do need to be able to breath. I got here a few minutes ago with Dusty, who said he's going to stop in, or just see you tonight, he went to take Jeff to that town, what ever its called. And yeah. I heard about the dance. You going to save me a dance?"
"Of course. I can't wait to get out of here! What time is it anyway?"
Clean looked at his watch, blinked, then looked up at the clock on the wall. "It would help if I changed the time on my watch/ but its about eight-ish."
"So its about time for breakfast and mail…O no!" Ginny groaned and flopped back into her pillows. The 'zine came out today, which meant she was going to get a not so great visit from her brother.
"What's wrong? What did you do?" Clean asked, assuming big brother mode.
"well…" Ginny started, looking anywhere but at him. But after a few minutes of gentle persuasion and he had the full story, starting with the challenge.
"So, Ronnikins isn't going to be happy is the key point in this story?" he questioned after he had finished laughing.
"It's really not that funny. Besides, its not like you can see anything, we were all well covered, for the most part."
Just then a huge brown Owl swooped into the Infirmary and flew to Ginny, dropping a parcel wrapped in brown paper in her lap. Quickly she pulled the paper off and was rewarded with a black glossy clover with the words "Magic Wands, Special Edition 'Tantalizing Teases'"
Clean carefully took the book away from her and flipped it open. She had been right, the pictures were provocative, but all the girls were covered, well, the essential parts of them. But the clothing wasn't something that their mothers would approve of, and he would be lecturing her, but she looked so tiny in the hospital bed, and it wasn't as if her, or any of the other girls were completely naked.
He laughed at a small little blonde that was wearing an interesting version of her school uniform, extremely short skirt and tight white blouse unbuttoned to the point of distraction, her long yellow hair was pulled into pig tails at the top of her head, and a lollie pop shoved into her mouth. She would pull the lollie out, wink and stick it back in her mouth. It was very amusing.
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Ron on the other hand, was sitting at his house table when the mail came, finishing off a rather large pile of pancakes. He ignored the mail, and the Special Edition Zine as he finished his gooey mess. But into the middle of said mess he was receiving more then a few guilty and cautious looks.
He cautiously set down his fork and turned to the young boy across from him, it happened to be Colin Creevey.
"Creevey, what in the hell is everyone staring at me for?" teh gruff whisper made the younger boy cringe.
Colin was thinking quickly, he could always just show Ron why they were staring, but he did value his life.
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"YOU ARE THE BIGGEST LOSER ON EARTH YOU BLITHERING FUCKING RETARD!" Hermione stormed yanking the Zine out of the hands of the fuming red head.
"YOU HELPED HER TO BECOME A SLUT! HARRY WAS RIGHT ABOUT YOU! YOU ARE A SLUTTY SKANKY SLYTHERIN SLUT!"
Hermione took a deep cleansing breath, if she didn't calm down she would murder the self righteous prick. She forced her self to turn and walk away. Outside of the portrait she cursed and walked back and forth.
"That's not very ladylike granger." Hermione whirled around only to be confronted with Draco Malfoy.
"Eat me, Malfoy."
"As interesting as that sounds, no thank you." there was a twinkle of amusement in his gray eyes.
"What do you want?"
"I need you to help me with something."
"What is with you people and asking me for help? isn't there anybody in your bloody house who could help you!?"
"The only people smart enough in my house are all busy, and the ones who arrant scare the shit out of me."
"Yanks?"
"O, they scare you too, do they?"
"Yes."
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"What the bloody hell is this?" George asked, looking at the blood like substance.
"Looks yummy don't it?"
"IF your a vamp maybe. So what is it?"
Pansy simply smirked and handed him the book. He skimmed the page and let out a low whistle.
"Damn, this is advanced. What are you trying to do with this shit?"
"Ok, the concept for the potion is fertility. Once this potion is consumed, it over rides any oral birth control, both Muggle and Magical."
"Ok, but it has to simmer for quite a while, and the smell is enough to make the potions class smell like roses."
"I know. By the time this is ready, it will be Christmas. I need to be able to change the flavoring, make it taste like cherry or something pleasant."
"ok, but what are you going to do with it after it tastes like cherry?"
"I'm going to make chocolate covered cherry's."
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Dearest Sunday,
How are you darling? I got the lovely picture of you and Calvin yesterday, and must say, bravo in your choice of a lover, but darling, do be sure that young master Malfoy doesn't find out, it could be the end of the engagement if he finds that you have been unfaithful.
Speaking of which, Father and I went to the Malfoy estate, I must say, you should pray that the old bastard and his bitch die soon so as you can inherit that splendid mansion, it makes ours look like a cottage. Any who, back to the lover thing. Please ensure that you do nothing to endanger your engagement, such as get pregnant with a bastard. Please remember to take the potion, it will prevent a situation.
Your Darling Mother,
Emerald