AN: Guess what, everybody!! My school is putting on the musical, Grease and I got a part! Woohooo! OK, so I'm just the principal/English teacher lady, but it's a part and I'm happy (especially considering that the guy I like is in it too!). I'm happy, and I just wanted to share that with ya'll. Oh, and speaking of that guy, wish me luck... I'm asking him to our Semi-formal tomorrow... If I don't chicken out... ^_^ Enough of personal news...

Disclaimer: If I knew any magical genies that give wishes, Harry Potter would be mine. Unfortunately, I don't, so he and his friends (and enemies- who can forget Malfoy?-) still belong to the one and only JK Rowling. But, if anyone comes across a wish-granting genie, please tell it to come my way!

Warning: OK, I was in a very hyperish weird mood when I wrote this, so beware... I tried to make it serious, really...



It was breakfast time and Draco Malfoy was sitting at the Slytherin table, cooly eating his breakfast. How he managed to eat scrambled eggs with an attitude, I don't know- with all those bits of egg falling off his fork... But, anyway, the point is, it was breakfast time and Draco had a bit of an attitude on him.

He was thinking of last night, when Hermione Granger, vermin, in his opinion, had saved him, when she had probably thought that he was the vermin.

Then, his thoughts rotated to the conversation he had held with his father the day before he had left for school. He had been given a task to carry out for his father. He was often given tasks to carry out, as he was expected to become a death eater upon his graduation and take his father's place as right-hand man after his father was unable to perform all of the necessary tasks.

This certain job, however, came as a shock to him, and when his father told him what he was to do, he was positive that Lucius had had way too much wine at dinner that night. However, Lucius explained his motives to Draco, and he finally started to understand. Unfortunately, if he obeyed his father, and his destiny as Voldemort's right-hand-man, his reputation in the Slytherin house would take a very sudden nose dive.

But then, just recently, the solution had almost jumped right into his hands. His father would be quite pleased, he was sure.

His attention was drawn to the High Table as Professor Snape entered though the side door with Dumbledore and that Weasley girl who fancied herself a Professor.

Professor Snape attempted to step down to the student tables, but stopped as Professor Weasley thrust her arm in his way, muttered something forcefully, and made her way over to the Slytherin table. She tossed her hair confidently as Snape stood behind her, gaping at her nerve.

All of the Slytherins watched her carefully and suspiciously as she stopped behind Draco. Draco looked up at her with crossed arms and still eyes. "What?"

"Your father needs to talk to you," Shaylee said, snickering at his attitude. Draco evidently hadn't been expecting this, as surprise showed on his face. He recovered quickly, however and wiped the shock off of his face.

"Where is he?" he asked, standing up. "Common Room," came Snape's voice from behind Shaylee. Shaylee turned to him. "I can handle this, Snape." "I'm sure you can, Weasley, but as I'm sure you're well aware, this is MY student you're talking to."

Shaylee beamed at him and said loudly, "Well, then. We're at an understanding. He's my student also, your greasy-ship." Snape's mouth dropped open as the Hall became totally silent.

Every person in the Great Hall had heard what she'd said. Most Ravenclaws and Gryffindors stared at her in awe. Nobody had ever said anything like that to Professor Snape's face. The Slytherins were glaring at her and the Hufflepuffs were looking at her like she was about to be put under six feet of dirt and they'd never see her again. Then of course, there were the teachers. McGonagall shook her head at the ignorance of the young professor while Dumbledore just sat there with a twinkle in his eye, trying not to smile.

Rage burned in Snape's eyes and Shaylee smiled. "You can't take points from me, can you?" she asked in a taunting low voice. Snape also lowered his voice, "No, but if you had any sense, you would've talked to your miserable little cousins," he nodded towards the Gryffindor table, "before releasing any public insults." He stood taller and said somewhat proudly, "For it is common knowledge that I have the ability to make any person's life total and complete Hell."

They glared eye to eye for a few more moments, then Shaylee simply nodded and turned to avoid him seeing the smile playing on her lips.

"Um, Sevvy..." "WHAT?" Snape snapped (Hehe.. Snape snapped.. Haha...) angrily. "Well, our mutual student seems to have tired in waiting for us and went on to greet his father by himself." Snape looked over to where Draco was supposed to have been. "Oh, shit. Not good." He stormed out of the room, Shaylee following him.

"Pardon, Sevvy, but why is that not good?" Shaylee asked them after they'd left the Great Hall on their way to the Slytherin Common Room. Snape growled. "Don't call me that!"

Shaylee held back a snicker. "Oh, sorry. I guess I took that bonding moment back there in the Great Hall a little too seriously..." She fake sniffled. "But, anywho, why is that bad?"

Snape looked at her like she was kidding. "Malfoy? Lucius Malfoy?" She didn't seem to understand. "Bloody Hell! Surely, you've heard of the most arrogant, self-centered, asshole Death Eater in Europe?" "Ohhhh.... THAT Lucius Malfoy!"

Snape shook his head. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you and your annoying cousins shared brain waves..." "The twins?" Shaylee asked. Snape nodded. She grinned. "Why, thank you!"

Suddenly, Snape stopped and Shaylee bumped into him. "Huh? Where's the Common Room? All I see is a wall." Snape looked at her like she was an ignoramus. "This IS the Common Room."

Shaylee paused and scratched her head thoughtfully. Finally, she burst out, "Blimey, it must be durn hard for them to do their homework, sideways like that. And sleeping has to be horrid! Stuck on a wall!"

There was an appropriate length of astonished silence as Snape stared at her. "Amazing," he finally muttered, "how far Dumbledore will go to bestow pity on those who are legally insane..." Shaylee giggled a very high pitched, annoying laugh.

He glared at her again. "What?"

He kept glaring at her and she sighed, turned her back to him, and plugged her ears.

Snape turned back to the wall and said the password, "Pillsbury Dough Boy."

There was a shrill giggle as Shaylee turned back towards him. "I suppose the Headmaster picked the password again?"

"You were listening!" Snape accused.

"Why, great deduction, Sherlock! If I didn't know you, I'd say you were pretty sharp!" Shaylee said sarcastically. Snape growled. "Just shut up and follow me!"

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Draco walked into the empty Common room to see his father sitting on the couch in front of the fire. "Sir," he greeted, remaining standing a safe distance from his father, for even he knew that his father lost control very easily.

"Good morning Draco. I trust you are doing well with your studies?" Lucius Malfoy stood up and looked cooly at his son.

Draco nodded. "Yes, but we both know that that's not the reason you're here."

Lucius' eyes narrowed. "You'd do better to not use that tone with your father, young man."

Draco flinched as he took a step closer. "Of course, sir," he muttered, looking down at the floor.

"You were correct, of course," Lucius continued. "I've come to see if you have made any progress."

Draco was silent for a moment. "I'm currently working on it, sir. I talked to her last night."

"Last night?" Lucius sputtered with rage. "You didn't approach her before last night?!"

Draco stepped back. "Well, it's still our first week back, sir. And we hate each other. I think that's progress."

Lucius stepped up more. He was now extremely close to Draco.

"You will get that Muggle girl to trust you enough so that we may hand her over to the Lord. I have no idea why he wants such filth," he added, disgusted. "But we will do as the Dark Lord asks."

Draco looked up at his father. "Sir, it may take quite a time to get her to fully trust me. She probably thinks as bad of me as we do of her."

His father looked furious. "WELL?? You have SOME charm, don't you? Surely, MY son can get a simple Muggle-born girl to fall for him!"

Draco opened his mouth to tell him something, but was silenced as his father roared on. "You will get Hermione Granger, young man! You will get her or there will be severe consequences!" He raised his arm high, ready to slap him from anger.

"Good morning, Lucius," came a voice from the doorway. Lucius immediately put his arm down and they both looked to the door where Professor Snape was walking into the Common Room, followed by Professor Weasley.

Lucius sneered when he saw who it was. "Why, Severus! Long time no see! I see you're taking wonderful care of my son here."

Snape surveyed the situation carefully, and sent a look to his student that clearly said to shut up and let him handle it.

"Why, thank you, Lucius. Our new Professor Weasley and I were just coming to see if you two were finished talking. Young Draco DOES have to get to his studies, you know."

At the mention of Professor Weasley, Lucius' gaze immediately traveled to Shaylee's face, smirking. "A Weasley, is she? Hmmm... She's dressed quite a bit better than her relatives..."

Shaylee opened her mouth, no doubt to say a smart remark, but was silenced by a single warning look sent to her by Snape. This did not go unnoticed by Lucius, whose lips formed a twisted smile.

"Well, I must be going. Draco and I have discussed what was needed." He turned to his son. "I'll check in soon." He turned to the door, the three occupants of the room watching him suspiciously.

He turned as he reached the door and addressed Professor Snape. "I must say, Severus, your continued taste for redheads is quite annoying. Or perhaps you just like them with a bit of fight in them, if you know what I mean."

Snape narrowed his eyes as he shook, trying to control himself. He chose his words carefully. "Years have passed, Lucius, and you still only think of the same two things. Now, do me and my students a favor, and get out of my Common Room."

Lucius looked straight into his eyes for a moment, then shook his head. "Disgraceful," he muttered. He turned on his heel and quickly walked out of the room, leaving Draco, Snape, and Shaylee staring after him.



Thanks to all who reviewed!! Here, have a bit of my supper! Veggie Soup is yummy!

DancinBlondeGurl: Here it is! Hehe, I think my writing was a little too happy, especially for such a serious chappy!

Jessica: Hehe. I never even thought about that! I'll remember that! I love volleyball!

Lil-spitfire: Thank you! Shay's got to be my fav. char I've ever created! Oh, and U'll just hafta wait and see!

Death Ringer: Yes, and here it is again! Oh, and ummm. I was just updating a lot cuz it was vacation. But, I'll still update as much as I can, now that school has started again.

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