I'm so sorry everyone I have really bad writer's block because I'm so bored! But to make up for the small filler last time I convinced my English teacher to let me use this story for a school project! so now I can write it so much more than before! school plus my excuse to kick my sister off the computer because I need to do homework! -cackles evilly- and I want everyone who reads this that it would be smart to read the stories REALLY closely because I put hints on what's going to happen in there sometimes, but its such a small part that even I forget its there!

And a good song for this chappie is on my bio: Vacation by Simple Plan Just if anyone wanted to know… very bouncy…. I like it.

Disclaimer: Do I really need to say it again? N-O, no, non, ie, and anything else in the world I don't know yet.

Chapter 8

Professor McGonagall shook her head and blinked 'How did he...Oh who cares!' she stomped over to the window and threw it open with so much force that it banged against the wall.

She stepped to the side and then motioned inside. "Care to join us? Or was the door not good enough for you?"

Darren frowned at her rudeness then jumped down from the ledge, crossing his arms across his chest defiantly.

Professor McGonagall grabbed his shoulder in her famous 'Crab Grip of Pain', as the children had named it, it made many students before dread being in trouble for fear of her grip.

McGonagall bristled as Darren was seemingly unaffected by it. She started to drag him towards the door "I will not stand for my class to make a mockery of! Professor Dumbledore will hear of this and you will serve detentions with me for a week!" she turned to her ogling class "And get back to work!"

There came a small knock at the door and McGonagall stopped halfway. The door opened slightly and Dumbledore popped his head in, eyes twinkling and smiling.

Darren smirked and waved at Dumbledore "Hey Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore glanced at Darren reprimandingly "Hello Darren, and if you please, call me Professor Dumbledore while you are a student."

Darren nodded "Ok Professor Dumbledore"

Dumbledore smiled at Darren then turned to McGonagall, who was currently staring wide-eyed at the boy who had not given Dumbledore the proper respect he deserves.

"Minerva?" she jerked and turned to him, stern mask back in place. "Is there a problem?"

"Yes! This young man came to my class, Through the window! He disrupted my class!" she fumed, shaking Darren every few words.

Dumbledore listened in amusement then stepped fully into the classroom and put his hands behind his back like a boy who had just put a frog in a girl's bed.

"Well, personally, I wouldn't even bother giving him a detention." McGonagall's eyes nearly popped out of her head. "I mean, This boy has such a reputation for getting into trouble that I doubt we can beat that trait out of him." he smiled knowingly at Darren who smiled misheveiously.

"But don't let that stop you from going ahead and giving him a detention, I just think it would be a waste of your time and his time." Dumbledore stood up and started out the door. "Well you must excuse me, I have some rather tasty sherbet lemons waiting for me in my office." he closed the door softly after him with a small 'click'.

There was silence for a few moments before the class broke out into a mass of whispers.

McGonagall was standing there gaping like a fish. Darren grinned at her expression and turned to face her. "So, what's my punishment?" the class silenced again and waited for her reply.

She turned to Darren and shook her head as if coming out of a dream "Well... erm... I...uh.." suddenly her features lit up and she smiled scarily. Scarily as in Harry had never seen her smile so evilly or big before. "You will not be punished with me for it would waste my time, but, you will write on piece of paper: ' I will not come to class through the window for if I do I will have to do this all over again' 10,000 times! And you must hand it to me tomorrow or else you will have to write it 20,000 times!" everyone in the class gasped or shuddered at such a horrible and impossible punishment.

Darren shrugged "That's fine with me."

Everyone in the class once again stared at him.

The bells outside the school chimed, signaling next class.

Darren looked up "Oh, time to go, ill get you that paper PROFESSOR" he smiled at her and then walked out the door. 'I guess being here for a year won't be so bad after all' he thought with a chuckle as he descended the stairs to were he heard Potions class is.

Harry's mouth was hanging open as he looked at Ron who had a similar face on.

"No bloody way..."muttered Ron.

Harry shook his head and stood up, picking up his books and heading for the door. "Come on Ron! We can't be late for first class potions! Snape will have our heads!"

Ron also shook his head and stood up, following Harry to Potions.

When they got there they saw Darren sitting towards the back of the class, feet on the table, arms crossed, and frown on his face.

'This place STINKS!' thought Darren as he rubbed his nose for what seemed like the thousandth time.

Harry, Ron and Hermione (she joined them on the way.) stood at the door. 'Why isn't he at the front with the rest of the Slytherin's?'

Suddenly they were pushed to the floor from behind.

"Out of the way. Ah! Darren!" Malfoy started to walk towards Darren who glared in his direction. "Nice to see you haven't been smothered by the Gryffindore's smell yet. Just being in he same room makes me feel like-"

"Shut up Malfoy." said Ron, temper being brought back up at being reminded whom Darren hung out with on the train.

Draco glanced over his shoulder at Ron who was dusting himself off. "Oh? And what power do you possibly have over me? A Weasley can't possibly beat a Malfoy at a duel. But I'm willing to give that a chance to change." he raised his wand and got into a fighting position, Crabbe and Goyle standing at his sides waiting for a command.

Harry and Ron pulled out their wands but Hermione tried to block their way. "No! Dont fall for it! He's just trying to get you into trouble."

"Aww... The little mudblood is trying to keep her boyfriend from being whipped. -Sigh- and you are the PERFECT couple, aren't they? The mudblood and the traitor." sneered Malfoy. "I never did like romance so lets put an end to it! Furnuncul-"Malfoy stopped the spell as Darren casually walked in between the six feuding people.

"Shan! Out of the way you fool!" Malfoy raged.

Darren raised and eyebrow and crossed his arms. "And what will you do if I don't? Curse me?"

Malfoy glared "MOVE Shan, or I might misinterpret you as a Gryffindore mudblood lover"

Harry, Ron and Hermione watched as Darren stood there in harms way, defending them!

"Then go ahead and be stupid enough to fire something at me. Go ahead. I dare you." Darren said with a smirk at Malfoy's obvious dislike at one of his followers disobeying him.

"Crabbe, Goyle, grab him and keep him out of the way, we will talk about this later Shan."

Crabbe and Goyle moved forward, grinning ear to ear in happiness to do something, cracking their knuckles.

Darren Stood there with a smile on his face 'finally, some fun!'

"Oh look, Malfoy's pet is being bad." muttered Ron under his breath. Hermione and Harry glared at him and Darren turned his head around and frowned then looked at Hermione and Harry and smirked. "I'm going to have some fun, stay out of the way.," he said so that Malfoy and his cronies couldn't hear but the other three could.

Harry nodded and moved him and Ron back a few steps.

Darren turned back to the goons in front of him. Crabbe lunged for Darren; Darren sidestepped, making Crabbe do a faceplant similar to Vancha's.

"You know, even the old fart Vancha could do better then that.," said Darren as he stared down to Crabbe.

Crabbe snarled and grabbed for his legs at the same time as Goyle grabbed for his neck.

Darren ducked and grabbed the flying Goyle around the stomach. He flipped Goyle over him so that he landed on Crabbe's back. Both the heavy boys got the wind knocked out of them and Goyle started to get up again but Darren hit him over the head so he groaned and fell back down.

Darren eyed his work and dusted off his hands of imaginary dust. He turned to the three Gryffindore's "See? Fun."

Malfoy gaped at his fallen bodyguards, then at the guy who defeated them, wand hanging limp in his hand.

Just then Darren stood up straight and grabbed Harry, Ron and Hermione, and dragged them over to were he was sitting. He sat them down in chairs then sat down in his just as Professor Snape walked in, black robes billowing.

Snape looked at the two boys on the floor and turned up his nose. "No fighting in class." And he billowed up to his desk.

"Sure, he doesn't give THEM detention." whispered Ron to Harry.

Snape waved his wand and a bunch of really complicated words went up on the board behind him.

"Today you will be making a knockout potion. It only effects creatures other than wizards, or anyone with magical blood. Its gas has the same reaction as the potion so you can't use it in school, because there's no muggle's, if it is caught being used by anyone they will have an extended detention with me. However it will knockout muggle's. It is a fast potion to make so it will be due at the end of class. Get started."

'Good thing the Dursley's are in their rooms, or else it might cause an earthquake from Dudley falling over.' Harry snickered.

Darren stared at Snape ''It only effects those without magical blood in them.' Darn It! IM one of those 'creatures'! And with my vampiric sense of smell…IM DEAD!' Darren lent forward and hit his head against the table once.' dead dead dead dead dead…'

Hermione watched as Darren stiffened at the potion's uses. She frowned and thought for a second before her eyes widened and her eyes whipped back to Darren, more specifically, his hands. She took out a ball point pen that she kept just in case, and scribbled on her hand a little note. She blew on it then glanced at Darren one last time before standing to get some ingredients.

Ron turned to Darren "I can't believe you fought off Crabbe and Goyle! I mean, no one I know can do it! You're the only one to escape them!" he flailed his arms around.

Darren looked up and gave a small smile "I was taught some martial arts when I was younger" It was true, his parents had let him join a ju jitsu class for a year until he came home from class one day with a broken ankle, and that was the end of that. Also, during his days when Crepsley was around, they had had daily practices of an ancient fighting technique that an old Japanese vampire had taught the clan.

He sighed and sat back in his seat and thought about the practices, he saw himself practicing the moves he had learned in perfect synchronization with Larten. Then just him by himself practicing in the waterfall (clothes on..pervs…) to cool himself down after a fight with Harkat. The Little Person had tried to talk to him so often about things that he just blew up. They had thrown a few punches until another Vampire had to break them up, and after Darren had not apologized to Harkat they had stopped talking to each other. Darren had wanted to be alone but the Little Person kept pushing it until he couldn't stand it anymore.

Darren sighed and stuck his hands in his sleeves and watched as the students got the ingredients of a potion that would give him a nice long nap.

Harry was cutting up some ginger root while Ron chattered away "I mean, did you see the way he just did that, then POW!" Ron thrust his hand into the air, obviously his opinion of Darren has changed drastically.

"Weasley, no 'POW's in my class." said Snape as he showed up behind them in his scary way, turning around to go sneer at Neville for his now yellow potion, when it was supposed to be a navy colour.

Darren was starting to get a little woozy from being seated so close to Hermione's cauldron and had to blink a lot to keep them from drooping.

Draco walked over to where Darren was currently splayed all over his chair.

"Why did you disobey me?" he said bluntly

Darren yawned "Why else? I'm not a slimy Slytherin like you." He said drunkenly.

Draco gaped at Darren before composing himself and sputtering "What about on the train?"

Darren smiled crookedly "Trick. Your about as sharp as a balloon, with an even bigger head." He accused, pointing at Malfoy.

"Are you insulting me?" shouted Draco

Darren gave a nod "Yup. Need to insult SOMEONE if I can't leave this place to find Leopard." He said Leopard with a growl, even half asleep he could still know when to hate.

Draco turned steadily redder "Your- You- ARRGGH!" by now everyone was watching as the boy who took out Crabbe and Goyle make Malfoy lose his cool.

"What? Trying to say something? -yawn- When you figure out what it is, tell me when I wake up, because just talking to you is making me tired." with a final yawn Darren's eyes drifted shut and he started to doze in his seat.

Silence.

Everyone was staring at Malfoy to see what he's going to do. Even Snape had stopped his taunting of Neville to listen and was shocked.

Ron and Harry were restraining giggles of mirth along with the rest of the Gryffindore's in the room.

"WWHHAAATTT?" could be heard throughout the entire castle at the moment, but Darren just continued to sleep away, dozing peacefully, slightly smiling.

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