Chapter 34
It was 11:00. An hour before midnight. An hour before the very next day. An hour before McGonagall and Snape would finally be going to sleep.
The four girls met up with their boyfriends in the lobby. Of course the boys had been told about the plans and they agreed to go out gambling with them.
"Hey princess." said Draco as came up from behind Jackie and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Of course Jackie was wearing a brown blazer from Jones New York over a purple cami also from Jones New York and Gap jeans; with her hair down to make herself look like she was 21. Jackie was super nervous about the whole fake ID thing.
"Hey hottie." replied Jackie kissing Draco on the cheek.
"So let's go gambling!" exclaimed Danielle. Danielle was wearing a black leather jacket and a black tank-top from a vintage store with Marilyn Monroe on it and a pair of ripped jeans from XOXO.
"Yeah, yeah! Vamanos!" cheered Diego meaning let's hurry up and gamble.
"Mm…money." said Draco. "I have so much of it already that I can practically take a bath in it!"
"Can I join you?" asked Jackie as they made their way to the casino.
Draco raised his eyebrows at Jackie's question.
Nehal looked back at Jackie to see if she was going to tell Draco how she felt. Nehal was wearing a red Abercrombie and Fitch sweater with Urban Behavior jeans. Once, Nehal caught Jackie's gaze she indicated she should talk to Draco privately.
Jackie shook her head. She was just too scared of rejection and failure. Besides, she just wanted to have fun tonight.
They finally reached the Casino. (Oh it's located in the hotel by the way) Diego gave everyone the fake ID's so they could get passed the bouncers.
"Hey this doesn't look like me at all!" cried Danielle.
"Yeah!" agreed Heather. "How come I'm Chinese in this?" Heather was wearing a blue cami from Rebecca Taylor over a blue long sleeved top from Jacob with jeans from Gap.
Jackie laughed, "That's funny. But at least your girl doesn't have acne all over her face like mine does!"
Nehal said, "Hey this looks like the girl that was in Bend it like Beckham who now is in ER."
"Hey Shane West is on that show!" added Jackie.
"I tried my best with the ID's." said Diego. "I really did."
Danielle placed her hand on Diego's shoulder. "Next time let me get the fake ID's."
Diego sadly lowered his head. "Very well then."
Draco was the first to get let in, and then the others followed.
The bouncer named Steve stopped at Heather. "Is this really you?"
Heather said, "Of course it's me!"
Steve looked at her dubiously. "You're kind of short for a 21-year old."
"That is unfair to short 21-years olds everywhere!"
"Don't make a scene. I'm just making sure punks like you don't ruin our casino's good name!"
Meanwhile, Oliver and Darren had seen this unfold from where they were standing.
"Here's your chance!" said Oliver excitedly.
Darren said, "Chance for what? See her get kicked out?"
"No! You're legal- you can tell the bouncer you know her."
"Yeah." answered Darren doubtfully. "And get kicked out!"
"Even better!" said Oliver happily. "Then you and Heather can go out to Starbucks somewhere and bitch about bouncers."
"She'll just think I'm stupid."
"No she won't. She'll be impressed that at least you tried. And anyways, that's Steve! He's a softie. He won't kick you out."
"You may be best of friends with Steve, but I'm not. I'm not a famous keeper!"
Oliver was tired of his complaining. Oliver shoved Darren at Heather and Steve and Darren went staggering into Steve.
"Sweet Lincoln's mullet!" shouted Steve. He turned around to see who dared to touch him. It was Darren-who had fallen on the floor. Steve helped Darren up. "Oliver's brother! Have you had a few too many?" He laughed loudly and playfully. (Like my history teacher does. It's so cute! And it makes me laugh at his laugh.)
"Uh…no…I just wanted to make sure Heather was coming in."
"Oh… is she with you?" asked Steve
"Yeah…" said Darren uncertainly
Heather thought, "Well this is surprising!"
Steve thought for a moment. "I don't know, Oliver's brother. Doesn't she look Chinese?"
Darren looked at the ID. He bit his lip nervously; he really didn't want to say what he to in order to get Heather in. "Oliver-er…sent me…because he…made plans…with her." Every word was like a thousand knives stabbing him.
"Oh! Oliver said so? Well of course!" And Steve finally let Heather into the casino.
Heather smiled at Darren and said, "Uh…hi and thanks."
There was an awkward pause.
"Oliver wants to see me?" questioned Heather.
Darren groaned even though it ha had been inevitable. Therefore, Heather just left him standing there and rushed off to find Oliver.
The remaining couples were spread through out the casino. Danielle and Diego were trying out their luck at the slot machines and Nehal and Jamie were playing poker. So that left…Jackie and Draco.
"So what do you want to do?" asked Draco.
Jackie looked around the casino and spotted a sign saying Concert tonight! She smiled. "Let's go check out the cool concert!"
"Concert?" asked a confused Draco.
"Yeah it will be so much fun! It will be like…show girls!"
Draco smirked. "Show girls. I like the sound of that. Let's go to that concert Jackie."
Jackie couldn't help but snigger with what she had planned as Draco wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
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While Heather was searching for Oliver she bumped into someone. "Hey who are you?"
"I'm David Hasselhoff." (Sorry I don't know how 2 spell his last name but I'm pretty sure you guys know who he is)
"Ooh wrong person!" Heather then kept looking for Oliver. "Uh oh!" She thought. "Am I lost in a casino?"
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"Aww!" said Oliver. "Look at her. She's kind of dumb, but it's cute. This is the perfect chance, Darren. Go help her out."
Darren was glaring at the carpet with his angsty hands in his angsty pockets. "Oh, then she'll just want me to help her find you so you guys can snog," he said moodily.
"Don't be stupid," said Oliver.
"Don't call me stupid! The bouncer only likes you so I told him that you wanted her in here and all she could think about was finding you."
"Pffh!" said Oliver dismissively. "No she didn't. You're over-exaggerating. You're blaming me because you're too scared to talk to some girl." Oliver hoped this method of challenging his manliness would spur Darren into action, but it didn't really work out.
"Fine!" yelled Darren. "You're the rich, handsome, famous Quidditch player! Here's you chance to go after here. Just go fucking take her if you so much better than me!"
He was attracting a lot of attention from everyone around him.
"Stupid, fucking, bleeding, WONDERFUL Oliver Wood - Keeper EXTRORDINAIRE for the Prides!" Darren yelled and stomped off.
Oliver looked around awkwardly at everyone staring at him. They were all whispering to each other. Oliver heard his name "Oliver Wood!" being hissed between them and then a faltering applause started. It quickly gained momentum and soon he had a little audience clapping around him. "Bring home the Cup!" someone shouted. Oliver groaned. He hoped Darren hadn't heard that.
Oliver knew Darren. He knew that even though he was trying to pretend that he didn't care what he did with Heather, he really did care because they barely ever fought like that. Or maybe he's just telling me how he really feels for once? Oliver mused. Noo... but he couldn't feel that way. Oliver knew Darren was too moody now to do anything but sulk and he'd sulk for the rest of his life about how he, Oliver, had been the reason why Heather never gave Darren a chance. If Darren was ever going to get this girl, some serious work was going to have to be done.
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Heather was just feeling desperate. Maybe she should ask one of the bartenders where to go. That reminded her of a story she had heard of Harry, before he had started at Hogwarts, asking a Kings Cross official how to get the Platform 9 3/4. Heather pictured herself saying in a high-pitched British accent, "Excuse me, can you tell me how to get to Platform 9 3/4?" and started laughing to herself. People who went by gave her weird looks that made her feel alone.
But someone tapped her on the shoulder.
Heather turned around. "Oliver!" she gave him a hug.
"Whoa. Somebody missed me."
Heather blushed. "Sorry." Heather thought, "What am I talking about, SORRY? I'm ECSTATIC that I could touch him again!"
"So... what's up?"
"Nothing much, you?"
"Nothing too much! Anyways, do you want to get some drinks?"
Heather's eyes widened. She was transported in delight. "Hell yeah!"
Oliver laughed. "Alright, come away with me."
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Danielle and Diego got their tokens and were trying out their luck on the slot machines.
"Please be my lucky day." said Danielle. She looked at the machine. "7, 7, cheery! Oh damn you cherry!"
"Shh!" hissed an elderly woman. "Some people here are trying to gamble."
"Yeah I can see that!" snapped Danielle angrily. She looked over at Diego. "What did you get Diego?"
"Not that good." answered Diego sadly.
"Aww...it's okay."
"There goes my dance competition money!"
"Well we can always win some of it back."
"How?"
"Diego take a look around you. Were in a fucking casino! Were bound to win at least something! So take a deep breathe and let's go do some serious damage." encouraged Danielle.
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"Royal Flush!" cackled Jamie evilly as he threw his cards on the table and gathered all the chips.
Nehal said, "Come on Jamie, let's go cash them in."
"Okay…"
"When did you get so good at poker?" asked Nehal as she stared at the handful of chips Jamie was carrying.
Jamie shrugged his shoulders. "Beginners luck?"
"You mean to tell me that was your first time?"
"Yeah!"
"You idiot!" Nehal smacked him on the arm. "What if you lost? That would be so bad!"
"But I didn't sweetie." said Jamie. "Look at how much I won!"
At the bar, Heather was in the middle of a very tipsy monologue. Oliver was laughing but Heather didn't seem to notice.
"Anyone tell me why I'm doing this again? ANYONE? Oh well. I'm here already. I really like this place that Diego took us too. Props Diego!"
"Who's Diego?" asked Oliver, but Heather ignored him.
"This place is called Shropshire."
"No it is--"
"I know it doesn't sound very appeal but fuc- Okay, that's me getting a bit carried away. There are at least 5 million good-looking guys around here, but Oliver's been giving me all these drinks! They're so pretty! Look this one's purple!" Heather sloppily held it up. "Don't worry; this is only my fourth drink. I should probably give someone my wallet, just in case I do get drunk, then maybe I won't be going gambling away my LIFE'S SAVINGS! But I don't really know anyone around here! I mean I got lost and then found Oliver, but I still don't know. He's just leading me further into the depths of the CASINO LABYRINTH! (Love that movie!) Oh well, good friends don't let friends drink and gamble! Okay, I'm officially a loser. OFFICIALLY. That midget keeps looking at me, Oliver. What are we going to do? I bet he has secrets. Maybe he just knows who I am? THE GREAT AND MIGHTY HEATHER REID! I don't know. I hate people."
The midget was walking up to them! Heather stared. Oliver was chuckling non-stop. This girl was hilarious when she was drunk! He had ordered a drink, but had barely touched it. It was all part of his plan.
"Hi Oliver," said the midget.
Heather gasped. "Heather, this is my agent," said Oliver. "Francisco."
"I'm He-"
"I know who you are, silly," said Francisco. "Darren just talks and talks about you!"
Oliver tried to signal Francisco to stop before he gave anything away without Heather seeing, but Francisco had just blurted it out. Oh well, she's already hammered, Oliver thought.
"Dar - Darr..." said Heather confusedly. That sounds familiar..."
Francisco smiled warmly at her. Heather didn't want to smile back at him, just to prove a point? What was her point again?
"What have you guys been up to?" asked Francisco.
The bartender came by with a fresh drink for Heather. "Look at that!" exclaimed Heather. "That's service!" She took out her wallet and gave him five galleons for a tip. "Uh oh! No! I still have my wallet! I shouldn't still have my wallet . .. What are you doing wallet?"
"I can keep it safe for you?" said Francisco.
"I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU!" said Heather rudely. So she threw her wallet away, hoping it would land somewhere safe. "Oops ... I totally shouldn't have done that. I think I lied. Maybe it was more than four drinks?"
Oliver chuckled. "Maybe," he offered. He mysteriously had another delicious looking drink and handed the glass to Heather.
Heather had no idea what it was but all she knew was that he wanted her to have it and he was hot. "What else am I supposed to do? Just sit here and sulk over some bitch of a wallet?" Heather slurred at Oliver.
"Yeah," agreed Oliver. "It doesn't deserve you."
Heather tried handing the glass back but it went ALL OVER the place and spilled on him. Heather started laughing and then stopped herself and attempted to go find her wallet.
"Excusez moi!" said Heather enthusiastically to the people in her way. Then being the random person she was she started thinking about Vlad. "Mm..."
Meanwhile Jackie and Draco had just finished watching the concert which turned out to be a Celine Dion concert! As Jackie and Draco re-entered the casino Jackie linked arms with Draco. "Wasn't Celine Dion amazing? She's Canadian eh?"
"Yeah…" muttered Draco. He couldn't believe Jackie tricked him. After all he was Malfoy, but there was just something about this girl that he was a sucker for.
Jackie started to sing, "My heart will go on and onnn! Oh hey Heather!"
"Mm…" said Heather.
"Heather!" yelled Jackie.
"Ahh!" screamed Heather putting her hands to her cheeks.
"What's up?" asked Draco.
"Hey Heather ... what's that on your neck?" asked Jackie.
"What are you talking about?" demanded Heather.
Jackie unlinked arms with Draco and walked closer to Heather. "Omg! It's a hickey!"
Draco laughed. "Ooh, Heather's been necking."
"I haven't!" yelled Heather but she was blushing... or maybe her face was just red from all the alcohol.
"Who is it?" asked Draco.
"No one! I told you," said Heather.
"It's so obvious you're lying! Just tell me," said Jackie.
"I'm not lying!" said Heather, adding mysteriously, "I could just be drunk."
Jackie and Draco just looked at her.
"Alright! Alright!" Heather said angrily. "To tell you the truth ..." she started.
"Yeah?" said Jackie.
"Gotta go." Heather said running away at top speed.
Draco raised his eyebrows. "Okay something is up with her."
"Yeah but I'm sure she'll be alright." answered Jackie.
"Let's hope so."
Jackie bit her lip and looked up at Draco. "Umm…Draco…I…um…need to…um…"
"Talk to me?" finished Draco.
"Yes!"
Draco took Jackie's hand and led her up to a spare table with two chairs. "What's up?" He said as he sat down across from her.
"Okay well um…you're really hot." Jackie started lamely. "Like I'm not joking. You're ridiculously good looking!"
Draco smirked. "I know. But is that what you wanted to tell me? Because I already knew that you felt that way about me."
Jackie glared at him. "It's just so many girls in Hogwarts like you and I just worry that there counting down the days till we break up or maybe that you're bored with me."
"Bored?" questioned Draco.
"Yeah…"
"Jackie I love you so much. You know that right? And besides we already had this talk before."
"I-I-I- know."
Draco placed his hand on top of hers. "You're my number 1 priority right now."
Jackie smiled weakly.
"But there's something you should know."
"This can't be good."
Draco looked around to see if anyone near by was listening to their conversation. He noticed no one was so he whispered to Jackie, "I got a letter from Voldemort."
There was silence.
"Shut up!" Jackie finally said.
"I'm serious he really did send me a letter. Actually he's been sending me lots of letters."
Jackie felt a surge of jealously go through her. "Their not love letters are they? There is no way I can compete with Lord Voldemort. I mean he's like…Lord Voldemort."
Draco gave Jackie a weird look. "Voldemort's married and I'm not gay."
"Oh…"
"He wants met to ally with him."
"So are you gonna?"
"I might well…I already did."
"AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THIS BEFORE?" yelled Jackie.
"I couldn't. I wanted to; because I felt like there was this big…fat…elephant in the room."
Jackie scoffed, "I can't believe it. Does your mother know about this?"
"She says I'm becoming an adult so I need to make decisions on my own."
"Aww that's cute."
Draco laughed. "But then there's us."
"Oh boy!"
"I don't want us to break up." said Draco. "But if you become an auror then that's a big problem. It's just…when I'm with you it's the most amazing feeling I've ever had. We're total opposites but that's why I like you. You know? I feel that we're meant to be."
Jackie absorbed what Draco had just said. "Let me get this straight. You're not breaking up with me?"
"No. I still think we can be a couple. You just have to swear not to tell anyone that I'm a death eater."
Jackie ran her fingers through her hair utterly frustrated. "Okay I swear I won't tell anyone…besides bad boys are so sexy."
Draco smirked. "Let's go to my room sweets."
Jackie smiled happily. "Okay!"
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Oliver had dragged Darren over to where he had last seen Heather. Presently, Darren wasn't too inclined to get along with Oliver but he had said that Heather was drunk and some creep was taking advantage of her.
"Where is she?" asked Darren.
"I don't know," said Oliver. "Maybe they've gone off..."
"I'll find her," said Darren, looking concerned.
Meanwhile Jamie and Nehal were at the roulette wheel.
"Do you think I can do this?" Nehal whispered to her boyfriend.
"Of course you can." said Jamie. "Because you're Nehal Pradhan!"
Nehal laughed. "Thanks Jamie." She looked up at the dealer. "Twenty bucks on lucky #7."
The roulette dealer spun the wheel. "Number 7."
"Wahoo!" cheered Nehal. "In your face cowboy!" She said to a cowboy standing next to her.
But then the marble ball rolled over to number 6 and stopped.
"D'oh!" Nehal said homer simpson style.
Jamie laughed and shook his head.
Nehal saw this and gave her boyfriend the middle finger.
Jamie gasped jokingly. "Oh no you didn't!"
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Darren finally found Heather sitting against a wall looking sad. "Heather?"
Heather looked up. "Oh ... hello! Ha! ... I actually don't know your name. I'm just pretending."
Darren sighed and shrugged. "Come on, let's sit somewhere more comfortable."
"Let's!" said Heather and he helped her up and they went to find a couch. Darren sat comfortably close to Heather, marveling that he had gotten this far. "Let's -- ha ha I already said that - I mean SHALL we order drinks? BARKEEP!"
Darren tried to not crack up; he didn't think he'd heard anyone say "Barkeep" before. He looked at Heather. "No, I think we've had enough!" said Darren.
"No!"
"Yes." said Darren.
Heather stared at him for a second and then said, "Shucklesticks. Outwitted again."
Darren smiled at her.
Heather flung herself across his lap and started giggling. "I'm not chubby!" she exclaimed.
"I never said you were," said Darren.
Heather rolled around so that she was looking up at Darren, he looked down at her. "Ooh..." she said like a class of grade fives would when someone from the class is called down to the principal's office. Another bartender walked by. They were everywhere. "Barkeep!" Heather shouted. "Let's have another round of -"
"Cupcakes!" said Darren quickly. "Another round of cupcakes!"
"I'm not sure that's my job, but, hell, anything to give me a break from busting my back of these drunk hipster scum." said the bartender.
"Uh oh," said Darren to himself. "Watch out for casino bartenders, they might be the next ones to start taking guns to work."
"I heard that!" said the bartender.
Heather yelled, "Cupcakes! On the double!" Apparently she had forgotten about getting more booze.
"Shh," said Darren. "You're going to get a sore throat, yelling all the time."
The bartender came back with the cupcakes. "Mm! Chocolate cupcakes! And VANILLA ICING!" exclaimed Heather happily. Darren took the whole tray of cupcakes and stood up. "Hey! Come back here!" said Heather. He started to back away slowly and waved the cupcakes enticingly at Heather to make her come. Hopefully he could get her safely into her hotel room.
Heather went after him unsteadily. Darren held his arm around her so she could walk straight and carefully escorted her out of the casino. "Where's your hotel?"
"Number something, something hotel!" Heather recited happily
Finally they got to the elevator of the hotel, Darren helping her walk straight the whole time and Heather jumped into it rather enthusiastically and fell down. Finally they got to the elevator of the hotel, Darren helping her walk straight the whole time and Heather jumped into it rather enthusiastically and fell down. "Woooo! Mix of hyperness and alcohol IS FUN! Darry McDar-Dar! Where did you go?" Ooh! Mix of hyperness and alcohol IS FUN! Darry McDar-Dar! Where did you go?"
"I'm right here," said Darren. He sat down beside her against the elevator's wall.
Ding! Went the elevator when they reached the floor of Heather's hotel room.
"Okay, let's get off, Heather," said Darren. Heather smacked the floor in anger. Darren couldn't help but grin - she looked hilariously adorable. "You've got to stand up. Do you need help?"
"Vlad."
"Who's Vlad?"
You just want to get downstairs to your precious cupcakes! THAT'S WHAT! I'm going to sit here forever! Then you'll never get to go! Ha ha!" cackled Heather.
"But I have all the cupcakes I want right here," Darren showed her the plate.
"DON'T LIE TO ME! IT'S JUST AN OPTICAL ILLUSION!"
Darren leaned against the elevator doors to keep them open and watched Heather patiently.
"I'm not getting up." stated Heather proudly.
"Alright." Darren answered casually.
Heather was unhinged by this patience.
Darren glanced down the hallway and saw a group of men ambling over to the elevator. He looked at them distrustfully. Did any of them happen to be the guy who tried to take advantage of Heather? But since he wasn't looking, Heather took her chance. She stood up quickly - which was much trickier than she thought it would be - and then leaped onto Darren's back.
"Argh!" he yelled. Heather arranged herself on him, ready for a piggy back ride. "Well at least your out of the elevator." He muttered and he walked past the men. Darren handed one of them the cupcakes.
Heather was counting the numbers and they walked to her room. "Oh wow! We're almost there!" Suddenly she slipped off Darren's back and started running away.
"Hey! Come back!" called Darren.
Heather clumsily reached her door but then ran straight into it and fell down. "Hahaha! Wow that was so funny!" She grabbed the doorknob and pulled herself up, still laughing.
By that time Darren reached her. "So this is it?"
"Yeah." answered Heather rubbing the top of her head.
"You don't need any help, or um ... company ... or anything?" Darren had been feeling pretty confident of himself until now. But what did it matter if he made a good impression if she was drunk?
"That's okay!" answered Heather cheerfully. She patted him on the head and closed the door.
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Jackie's eyes widened when she saw Draco and Ian's hotel suite. She thought her and Nehal's suite was pretty big but being a Malfoy you always have to get the best. The floors in the room were all marble and there were portraits of famous kings throughout history and exotic plants all over the place.
Draco said, "Thought you would like it sweets. Come on my bed is this way." Draco motioned with his head for Jackie to follow him.
Jackie squealed, "Eeeeeee."
Ian rubbed his eyes walking over to see Draco and Jackie. His hair was extremely untidy and he was wearing a dark blue bathrobe with flannel pajama bottoms. "What is all this noise…oh hey guys." He blinked. "Dude, where have you been?"
"With my girl dumbass." replied Draco. "You look like hell."
"That's because I haven't been able to sleep."
"Why?" asked Jackie. "Did we wake you? Because if we did we're really sorry."
"Not it's not you guys. It's just I had a bad dream…"
"Aww. Are you gonna be okay?" asked Jackie sweetly.
"Yeah I'll be fine. I'm a man I can handle it. It's just a bad dream."
"Yeah enough with the small talk already." said Draco impatiently. "Come on Jackie."
"Um…I actually should be heading back now. I mean when McGonagall comes to wake us up and she finds out I'm not there, I could be in some serious trouble."
"But I want you to stay sweets."
Jackie looked over to see Ian still in the room. "Could you give us a minute?"
"Sure." said Ian as he went back to bed to try to get some sleep after that damn nightmare.
Jackie turned her attention back to Draco. "Okay um…just…um…let me go back to my room and I'll be back soon." She was about to leave when Draco grabbed her wrist. She spun around and Draco kissed her.
"I love you."
Jackie smiled. "I love you too." She then departed from the room.
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Danielle said goodbye to Diego. They had managed to win some money but not enough for Diego's dance competition. She walked into her room to find Heather watching the news on TV. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." answered Heather.
Danielle sat down beside Heather. "Heather if this has anything to do with you not having a boyfriend; I can always set you up with someone."
Heather tried not to laugh because it was probably inappropriate for the little moment they were having. She was seeing double but still felt pretty giddy. "I told you already I don't want a boyfriend and I don't need one! Besides, Timmy is my main man in my life."
"Heather - Timmy is your cat."
"So?"
Danielle shook her head. "Never mind. So how does the weather look like for white water rafting tomorrow?"
"Good, I suppose."
"Heather ... the other day I saw Timmy in here with another cat."
"Me confuso..."
"Heather it wasn't just Timmy who was in here! He hand another feline friend here as well!"
"Who?"
"I don't know who it was but as soon as I caught them making out Timmy told the other cat to leave so ... there could be another cat here in this room at this very moment."
Heather and Danielle clung to each other, scared out of their minds that a cat would jump out at anytime!
"Can you communicate with him to find out?" asked Danielle.
Heather answered, "I'll try! Wait, I'm getting something ... Timmy is here but ... oh my gosh!"
"What!" yelled Danielle. "What?"
"He's not alone!"
"Ahh!" Danielle screamed. "Heather tell Timmy and whoever he's shagging this time to leave this instant!"
"He says ... you will die in seven days!"
"Hey, isn't that from a movie!"
Heather shrugged her shoulders. "Could be."
"Okay, this is really weird! I've known for Timmy for as long as I know you so why the hell am I scared ... It's usually Jackie who gets scared!"
"Jackie's dead," Heather said in a trance, like she was being controlled by something.
Bam! Thunder and lightning could be heard.
"Heather ..." Danielle spoke slowly.
Heather tilted her head to the side. "Yes?"
"I could have sworn I saw Mr. Von Gooshy outside the window."
Heather snapped out of her trance. "What did you say?"
"Mr. Von Gooshy! I thought I just saw him appear for a quick second and then leave."
"Uh ... Danie I think you've had one too many Shirley temples!"
"But I didn't have any Shirley temples!"
"Nonsense." Heather patted Danielle on the shoulder. "Why don't you go see Diego? I'm sure he's been longing to see you."
"Are you sure? I was just with him."
"Yes ..." said Heather mysteriously. "I can feel it in the earth. I can smell it in the air!"
"Wha ..." said Danielle.
"I SAID someone needs some O.J.!" yelled Heather.
"No you didn't!"
"Yes I did!"
"FINE!" yelled Danielle and slammed the door.
Heather ran to the window but no one was there. She was now scared because she was completely alone while a thunderstorm was raging along and a strange cat was in the room. She went into a corner and started to cry. She thought about everything that was making her sad. Like that time she couldn't be in the picture of everyone with birthdays in July in her family because hers was in November and she went upstairs to her Grandmas bedroom to cry. But then her Grandma's freaky zombie cat who hates people had come out from under the bed and rushed at her. Nevertheless, that reminded Heather of the cat in the room.
Suddenly a huge bolt of lightning came down and a second later there was a really loud boom of thunder. At the same moment there was an ear-splitting EXPLOSION. In the middle of the room the floor had just exploded, sending plaster and wood and carpet everywhere. It left an enormous hole in the floor and someone was coming out of it.
It was Vlad. Heather jumped up startled and started screaming.
"Shut up!" said a voice in her mind, but she couldn't stop screaming! Her mouth went shut and she couldn't open it anymore.
"Heather."
"Vlad."
"It is good to see you." replied Vlad.
"And you," answered Heather. "What have you been doing all this time?"
"I slept."
"Don't you think you've missed much?" Heather pointed at him as she said this.
"Elvis?" suggested Vlad.
"Elvis, yes."
"You're bigger then he is now."
"Well, if you mean in the later years, then I'd have to be about 300 pounds to be that much bigger."
"Well then…"
"How did you find me?" demanded Heather.
"I made you. I always know where you are," said Vlad.
"You didn't make me dijnon!"
"Who's Oliver Wood?" asked Vlad suddenly.
"Wha...?" said Heather.
"I read it on your mind," Vlad glared incandescently.
"He's just this guy I met a couple days ago! Actually, he came in pretty handy, since I could blame him for that hickey that SOMEBODY ahem ahem gave me, that my friends found out about!" retorted Heather avidly.
If Vlad was human he would've blushed.
Heather saw him staring at her neck so she pulled her shirt up to her ears, and said, "GREAT JEHOSEPHAT!" To distract him.
"Well never mind, wanna go somewhere?" asked Vlad.
"We should do something about the floor!" yelled Heather.
"Calm down." Vlad looked at the floor and it all resembled itself.
"Okay then," said Heather feeling happy that the floor was back to normal. She wouldn't want the cleaning maids to come into the suite and find that the floor was split. With that, Heather jumped into Vlad's arms and he carried her to window and jumped out.
It wasn't like anytime Heather had flown before because there was a thunderstorm going on. Vlad flew to a dark building and went inside. In a marble room there was a hot tub with rose petals everywhere.
Heather was already wet so she took off her outer layers that were really uncomfortable and soggy and hopped in. Vlad took off his shirt and got in with just his leather pants on. They started making out. He bit her lip and starting sucking the blood.
"Ow!" yelled Heather.
Vlad gently took off her t-shirt but was still able to kiss her that she barely noticed. It was like she was under some vampire spell that he was touching her thighs and taking off her clothes and she didn't do anything...
"HEY WAIT A SECOND MISTER!"
"What?" Vlad said innocently.
"What are you trying to do! You're doing some crazy seduction vampire thing ..."
"I can't help it!" said Vlad defensively. "It just sort of turns itself on."
"Sure..." said Heather doubtfully.
"Where did I leave off," said Vlad in a low voice. Heather couldn't help but think how hot he was. So pale with dark eyes and long dark hair! How could she ever think Oliver was even good-looking! Vlad could read all this on her mind, but chose to ignore it. He started putting his hands on her legs again and pushed them up until he was feeling her upper thighs! Then he started kissing her shoulder and discreetly pulled down her bra strap.
"HEY! What did I just tell you!" exclaimed Heather. Images of Harry and Hagrid in Hagrid's hut flashed in her mind and she pushed Vlad away. Vlad had seen those thoughts when Heather remembered them and was staring at her. "What was that?"
"It was ..." Heather sighed. "The worse day of my life. If only I could go back and change what had happened... Vlad - I can't have sex with you! Everytime I even think about that I remember ..." Heather shuddered.
Vlad smiled. "Don't worry! This is vampire sex. Not that messy mortal sex. Ours is much better and not at all like Harry and Hagrid's kind." He bit her neck and then cut his own neck open with his nails. "You can if you want."
"Really?" said Heather. "Er…"
"You don't have to if you don't want to." added Vlad. "But this is vampire sex."
"Dude monger!" said Heather. She slowly leaned down and swallowed a little blood. It tasted weird, but she didn't stop drinking! It was like drinking liquid fire! He started licking at the blood on her neck but slowly, as to not turn her into a vampire. This was totally psychedelic and groovy and Heather could barely sense where she was anymore. She just hoped it wouldn't stop!
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Jamie was walking Nehal back to her hotel room. It was pretty late and they were both exhausted.
As they were holding hands Nehal started talking, "Did you know that Verona Ville was discovered by the Germans in 1904? They then named it Verona Ville which in German means a whale's vagina." (This is from Anchorman but slightly altered)
"No, there's no way that's correct."
"I'm sorry; I was trying to impress you. I don't know what it means. I'll be honest; I don't think anyone knows what it means anymore. Scholars maintain that the translation was lost hundreds of years ago."
"Wasn't it discovered in 89 B.C.E.?"
"No. No."
"No, that's-that's when it was discovered and I'm pretty sure it doesn't mean a whale's vagina." laughed Jamie.
"Agree to disagree." said Nehal. She kissed Jamie on the cheek and went inside her hotel room leaving Jamie to wonder what brought up that random conversation.
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Jackie raced back to her room. She made sure she had plenty of lip gloss and glitter on. She took off her blazer not really needing it anymore. Jackie looked at herself in the mirror, not feeling that she looked that great but whatever she shrugged.
Jackie knocked on the door of Draco's suite and it magically opened by itself.
There was a sign saying Welcome Back! There were also balloons and confetti that fell on Jackie and Draco yelled, "Surprise!"
"Uh thanks." said a dumbfounded Jackie.
"I had a lot of time on my hands." replied Draco.
The thunder boomed and Jackie screamed.
Draco hugged her. "Shh…its okay…it's okay." Draco let go then took her hand and led her to his room.
They were soon making out. Draco was wearing a wife beater and was on top of Jackie. Although Jackie could clearly see Draco's dark mark she tried to pretend like it was not there. Jackie just couldn't believe Draco was a death eater.
Draco said, "This is a pretty good date."
"Yeah I just wish it didn't have to end."
"It doesn't." Draco kissed her on the lips. "Spend the night." He kissed her again. "You know we, don't have to do anything, we could uh sleep." He rolled off to the side to face her.
"Really? Ian's cool with that?" asked Jackie.
Draco laughed. "Oh yeah. It's happen tons of times, like that one time he wanted to borrow my expensive cologne when he walked in on me and Nehal in bed." Draco laughed again remembering.
Jackie looked over at Draco giving him a questioning look but he didn't seem to notice.
The next day…
Heather woke up some hours later in her old clothes, but dry. It must have been a long time since the hot tub. She noticed Vlad wasn't there. "VLAD!" she yelled. As soon as she did she realized the horrible hangover she was having.
"Wait ... I'm here!" she heard his voice. "But it's almost morning." He came beside her. As soon as she saw him she was overpowered with longing for his blood. "I have to go soon the sun will rise."
"No!"
But it was too late. The sun shone through the open window! Vlad screamed because he had just burst into flames and couldn't move away from the light! Heather pushed him into the next room without windows and threw a glass of water at him.
Luckily, it put out the fire and he stood in the room sizzling and smoking. "Mm..." thought Heather
"Put me in my coffin ... ow ..." Vlad whimpered in a lot of pain. Heather pushed him in the coffin and then closed the lid. She walked out of the house into the daylight.
"Hey!" said a voice behind her. Heather turned around and it was what's-his-face ... Darren.
Darren gaped at her. She was so random! Just turning up as he rode by on his bike. Would she think he'd a dork for riding a bike? He suddenly worried. "You're always getting into trouble? What are you doing here?"
Heather just stared blankly at him. He was wearing a black t-shirt that said SAUSAGE? On it and jeans.
Darren continued, "It isn't a good place to be if you're an underage wizard. There are vampires and stuff that live here."
Heather stared blankly at him for another second, and then looked down at the ground and walked across the street away from him. She kept her head down until she thought he was gone, never saying a word.
When she got back to her hotel room, Danielle wasn't there which Heather was happy for because on the way her, Heather had discovered that the bite on her neck was still bleeding! She bandaged it up and put on a scarf. It was going to be really hot today but she couldn't let anyone see her neck.
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Timmy walked lazily around the park feeling pretty bored. He saw a bird! He chased it and the bird flew away. Was Timmy losing his touch? But after all the cat really beat him up. He'd have the last laugh! Even though cats couldn't laugh…
Suddenly Timmy heard meowing in the distance. It sounded angry. He ran towards it quickly and saw a little cat with completely smooth black fur except for some white on her throat.
"Meow!" Timmy said meaning, hey.
The black cat was cornered by two fat spotted cats.
"Meow!" grunted one of them. (Get lost!)
"Meow." growled Timmy angrily. (Just leave her alone and no one will get hurt)
The black cat looked terrified.
"Meow." shrugged one of the thug cats. (You're funeral) and pounced on Timmy.
"MEOW!" yelled Timmy to the black cat. (Run!) Timmy tried to fight the thug cats off.
Timmy using his super powers had received in getting the thug cats scared of him so they ran away.
Timmy smiled to himself and went to find the black cat to see if she was alright.
A/N: Omg! I'm so sorry for not updating sooner. I had to write a philosophy essay which took up a lot of my time.
Beckyb007 – Sorry I didn't get to update sooner. I will try to update the next one sometime this week.
Poisonous Tosspot – Yeah I sort of made a mistake about the kitchen staff. Good for you to notice it though, lol.
Rapidfire11 – Happy belated anniversary…until our next one…lol
Rosepetal05- Eeeeeee Danielle and Diego!
Lala02 – Who do you think Heather should end up with?
Sexichika – Aww have you been in love before? I haven't but I have heard it has been confusing and painful
Crazygurl833- That hasn't happened to me. But yeah that is pretty confusing.
