Author's Note: Muahaha! I felt so evil about that last chapter, that I immediately started writing this one. I've been eagerly waiting until I could post this. I think I just put in a twist not many of you were expecting. I'm sorry to those of you who I told could expect a chapter around noon. Turns out my mother decided we needed to buy fireworks, and then suddenly wanted to go to Walmart, and then she had to go to the preschool she has and yada yada yada. SORRY! OH and by the way, nice guess with all of you saying Lucius. Hmmm... nobody guessed right though! teehee. (no, it's not Lucius)

Vasya: I have to admit Surreal, even I wasn't expecting this.

Good. You weren't supposed to! –Sticks out tongue at Vasya-

Vasya: Oh please, stop acting like a child.

Child? Hm, that just gave me an idea. I could tell everyone about every little embarrassing thing you did as a child!

Vasya: NO! You're not that evil, right? Right? RIGHT?

-Angelic smile- Oh come on, would I really do that?

Vasya: Yes.

Disclaimer: I don't own the VERY short excerpt from ZOEgirl's Nick of Time. Or anything else. Just my mistakes, thank you very much.

Chapter Eight

The new arrival was a girl that looked to be about sixteen or seventeen. Her hair fell to about her shoulders, and was highlighted to the point where you couldn't tell if the natural color was blonde, or black. She had bright blue eyes, and fine features. Considering she was only a little taller than Hermione who stood at about 5'4", she was probably around 5'6". Her worn jeans were ripped at the knee and various other places, and her snug shirt read, "I live a lonesome journey for love, distain and fury. I kept my anger yearning, looks to me like fire burning." She was leaning against the doorframe, with a rather defiant look on her face, staring straight at Draco.

"Nice of you to invite me to the party," she said with a smile, but her tone suggested anything but happiness. "Cute kid though," she said with a lighter tone.

Draco handed Kota to Hermione, as he continued to stare at the girl as he tried to get over his shock. "What are you doing here?" Draco asked quietly.

"What's the matter Dray, surprised to see me?" she said in mock sweetness. "It's only been eight years since you've seen me," she continued bitterly.

"Draco, who is she?" Blaise whispered in Draco's ear, as he too stared at the girl. Everyone was, actually.

"Oh dear, poor Blaise!" the girl responded before Draco could. "You don't remember me either? How sad. You've only known me since I was born!"

Blaise shook his head. "No, I don't remember you. Should I really remember you? I honestly can't remember seeing you before in my life."

The girl held her hand over her heart. "It hurts you don't remember me, Blaise. I haven't changed that much, have I?"

"Apparently you have," Draco said. "Even I hardly recognize you anymore. You've changed so much since I last saw you. What have you done to yourself?"

"I'm just having a little fun, Drake. You taught me how to have fun, remember? Well, you taught me when you were actually there," she mused, though there was something in her tone that still screamed bitterness.

"I tried to be there," Draco said offended. "I can't help it that I'm years older than you!"

The girl's eyes flashed with anger. "Liar!" She yelled. "If you tried so hard to be there, where were you for the past eight years? You left me again when you turned seventeen, and you never came back! You didn't try; you forgot about me."

Hermione was starting to get annoyed. This girl came into her home, well Draco's home, without knocking and clearly uninvited. Now she was playing mind games.

"Well I definatly don't remember you because I'm sure I've never even met you. So, who are you again? I don't believe I caught your name," Hermione said nonchalantly. This didn't seem the type of girl to give her name if you asked, so Hermione tried a different approach.

"You didn't catch my name because I never said it," the girl said rolling her eyes. "I'm not here to see you anyway, so it doesn't matter. I'm just here to get Draco," she said as she stepped further into the room. "We've got business to take care of."

"He's not going anywhere," Hermione said as she glared at the girl. How dare she just come in here like she owned the place? "Now how about we start with a name, and then we can figure this all out?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't believe I was talking to you," the girl scoffed as she grabbed Draco's hand and began to drag him out of the doorway. "I don't do negotiations anyway."

"Draco, stop! You can't leave! I need you! Kota needs you!" Hermione said shocked. Why was he going with her? He can't just leave them now!

"Hermione, I have to go with her," Draco said. Everyone looked confused, and even the girl had to stop and look at him. "I owe it to her, after doing nothing for eight years. I first left her when she was three, and I've been doing it ever since! I owe her the pleasure of taking me wherever she wants."

"Did you just say you owe me?" the girl asked shocked, and she dropped Draco's hand as if he'd burned her. She backed away from him quickly, and stared at him. "Who are you and what have you done with my brother?"

Author's Note: Sorry, this was kind of short too. Actually, this one would be my shortest yet. I'M SO ASHAMED! –Weeps hysterically-I couldn't resist ending it the way I did, and I couldn't think of any ways to make it any longer. Teehee. Don't worry, as always I've got a new chappy in the works!

Vasya: You're turning it into a stupid soap opera!

Does it look like I care, Vasya?

Vasya: Depends. Do you ever care? 'Cause you always look like that.

-Throws pillow at Vasya-

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!SPECIAL NOTE!

It was recently brought to my attention that even though I thought I explained why Draco and Hermione stayed when they were only supposed to be there for one month/on vacation, I didn't. See, obviously having a baby would mess up their plans a bit. And yes to the same person who brought this to my attention (thank you so much), Scarlet Dragon WILL return. Very soon. NEVER FEAR!