"Ughh… Wha? Where am I?" thought Draco Malfoy. He sat up in the small bed he was in.
"Finally awake there, Blondie. I have breakfast cooking, if you want some." He stared at the girl cooking. She had chocolate brown hair, and bright green eyes. Whatever she was cooking smelled wonderful.
"For your information, my name is Draco Malfoy."
She snorted at the sound of his name.
"Something funny?" he asked.
"No, no. My name is Frances. But everyone calls me Frankie."
"How long have I been out?" he asked.
"About one day."
"Where am I?"
"My house." she said. There was some person stepping down the stairs very loudly.
"Frankie? Frankie, is breakfast ready yet I-" Snape appeared at the foot of the stairs.
"What are you doing here?" said Snape to Draco.
"What are YOU doing here?" he replied. They started bickering about how the other one shouldn't be here.
"Would you two be quiet!" she cried above the noise. They instantly shut up. "Thank you. Severus is here because I took him in after (insert HBP spoiler here). Draco is here because he was being attacked after Voldie stole his girlfriend. Happy?"
"Wait a minute…" said Draco. He looked at Frankie, then back at Snape. "Are you two… together?" he said, disgusted.
"NO!" they yelled in unison.
"So…" said Snape after a while. "Who's your girlfriend?"
"None of your business!"
"Ginny Weasley." said Frankie.
"No! Really?" said Snape.
"Yes, really. And breakfast is ready."
Snape and Draco gobbled down their meals.
"I'm going to go play Pac-Man." said Frankie.
"What's Pac-Man?" said Draco.
"You don't know what Pac-Man is? You poor deprived child!" She grabbed him and pulled him into the living room.
"Watch and learn." she said. She grabbed the retro controller and began playing. They both played for a few hours. The next few days were like that. Draco regained his strength, and finally went to go save Ginny.
"Goodbye Draco! Have fun! Don't whoop Voldie too bad, he owes me!" Draco went off, walking into the sunset.
"That is so corny." she added as an afterthought.
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"Look, Dark Lord, You're just not projecting the right image." said Ginny. She had taken up sabotaging Lord Voldemort's reputation as a hobby.
"Really? What image am I projecting?" Voldie was always concerned on how he looked in the evil community.
"Well, to be honest, you're getting too old fashioned. The whole graveyard thing was just awful. I mean, when was that cool? Early eighteen fifties?"
"But Wormtail said-"
"Who cares what Wormtail said? You shouldn't! Since when have you listened to minions? Take charge!" she said, almost as if she was leading a strike.
"You're right! I'm hiring you as my new image consultant!" he said.
"All according to plan" Thought Ginny, very evilly. "All according to plan."
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AN/ Well, another chapter down! Sorry it took so long... Really sorry. I try to not take so long, and then... wham. Yet again, read, review, I'll put the next chapter up sooner, if there's more reviews!
Nikki Flinn says- I loved it! Since there are no requirements, I shall put them up! muhahahahahaha
1 There must be a rabid squirell.
2 Some one must say "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" and the response must be something from Pinky and The Brain.
3 There must be a kiss.
