'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.'

Jekyll likes to answer that with an uninterested 'So?'

'That was the password!'

Jekyll couldn't care less.

Dani is not interested either.

Jekyll is more interested in peeping on Moony and Padfoot.

Dani too…

'I SOLEMNY SWEAR THAT I'M UP TO NO GOOD!!!!'

Dani would prefer it if you kept your voice down.

Jekyll advises you to shut up and just read the darn fic.

'Then show me the goddamn fic!'

Dani feels bad about forgetting it.

Jekyll smiles apologizing and stops her peeping on the two canines to open the fic.

The perverts Dani & Jekyll
Who are hot for werewolves, bad boys and adolescent delinquents,
Show with much cum… come

THE PHOTO
Chapter 4

Draco at breakfast was sitting next to Pansy. Not that it was his choice to sit there, but the pug-faced girl had the annoying habit of always being at his side, much to his dismay. He glanced around, hoping to see Dani somewhere, so she could save him from his irritating company. Sadly enough, the Slytherin girl, that was one year above him, was nowhere in sight. He sighed deeply and continued to poke at his food and stare at his eggs.
Pansy with worry glanced occasionally at him, as Draco didn't look his usual self: his hair wasn't gelled back perfectly like always and he had uncharacteristic bags under his eyes.

'Blaise won't do anything to worry about. He wouldn't be THAT stupid would he?' Thought Draco worriedly. 'What am I thinking! He clearly showed he will! I'm doomed!'

"Are you okay, Drakkie?" asked Pansy, breaking into his thoughts.

Draco looked up, startled a little, but quickly got his composure back. "I'm perfectly fine, not that it's any of your business. And how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?!"

Draco gave her an angry glare and promptly went back to staring at his untouched food again. Pansy pouted, but knew not to argue with him when he was being this snappy. She wondered if it was because of what Blaise had told her this morning. Draco was in love… but with who?
She glanced around at who could possibly be a candidate to have caught Draco's interest and those weren't a lot. Of course, rumours were that Draco slept with anything, but there was no proof. Pansy had the suspicion that maybe... Draco was really picky. He had to be since he had rejected both her and almost half the Slytherin house. She sighed deeply and put her hand under her head as she thought how far her obsession over Draco went. She'd even keep quiet over what she knew. Had it been anyone else, she would have told the whole school about it. But this was Draco… and he was in love… She sighed deeply and knew, that hoping it was her, was futile.

Her sulking was cut short because at that moment a loud screech echoed through the hallway, followed with thousands of owls pouring in to deliver their mail. Blaise took that particularly moment to make his entrance and came into the Great Hall. He had a wide grin plastered onto his face, that transformed into a smirk as soon as he caught sight of Draco. It could almost be called Malfoy-worthy. Almost.

A grey owl dropping onto the table in front of him and spilling the basket of muffins everywhere though soon distracted Draco. Draco looked at it quizzically. Who's sending me mail? It's probably a school owl. It certainly isn't father's. Why would anyone else be sending me mail? My admirers haven't been bothering me lately. Hmm…

Draco untied the letter from the owl's leg and pushed his plate towards it, he wasn't hungry anyway. He was suddenly very much awake and stared in disbelief at what was written on the envelope.

To Draco, Love always, Blaise

Draco quickly looked incredulously down the Slytherin table and found Blaise smirking at him. Blaise winked suggestively.

'Doomed.'

Draco frowned and quickly looked down at the letter. Sceptically, but curious, he ripped it open and out of it slid a picture onto the table. As he saw what was on it, he froze.

"Whose it from?" Asked Pansy curiously as she started to lean over to get a peak at it.

Draco quickly recovered and shoved it into his pocket underneath his robe. "It's nothing that concerns you."

"Oh, come on Draco! Tell me!" whined Pansy.

"Pansy stop being so nosey. Quit whining and drawing attention. Just drop it," bit Draco towards her as he rose from his seat and got out of the Great Hall as quickly as he could without raising suspicion. Unknowingly being followed by Blaise's eyes all the way out the doors.

After just a couple of minutes, Blaise finished his toast and pumpkin juice and left the Great Hall in search of Draco. He would get what he wanted. No matter what had to be done.
Outside the Great Hall, Draco hastily fished the photo out of his pocket and stared at the image. It was the photo Blaise had taken of him last night, however, Blaise had clearly been playing with developing it, because it only showed a corner from the real photo. It showed a part of his robe and nothing more. However, the threat behind it was very clear. Draco pulled his wand out to burn it, but then noticed the writing on the back of it. He turned it around to read it and paled.

I'm holding the strings here, Draco

Draco quickly lit the offensive piece of paper and watched it burn.

"Well well, that is no way to treat something you got from your boyfriend," said a silkily voice behind him.

Draco turned sneering around to face the Italian/gypsy guy. "Zabini! What the hell are you talking about!? Boyfriend? You? Don't make me laugh!"

Blaise only grinned at his remark. "Dear Draco, you will learn soon that I am the one who will be laughing."

"Just…what the hell do you want?"

"You."

"Well, it's too bad isn't it. We can't get everything we want."

"It doesn't really matter, does it, because I'm going to get you anyway."

"Lovers spat?" questioned a voice. Both turned around to glare at the interrupting person, but both glares disappeared as soon as they recognized the speaker.

"Professor Jekyll," muttered they.

Jekyll nodded her head in affirmation and both boys stared afraid up at her pale face. Snape might be very harsh on students, Jekyll was that even more… and scary to boot. She leaned forward.

"Look in my eyes and tell me what you see."

Blaise gulped. "It is cold… and dark."

"Yes," agreed Jekyll with an icy coldness in her voice. "And that is how the rest of your lives will be if you both don't go to class immediately."

They nodded frantically and made themselves scarce, not even thinking about their 'problem' until later that day.

"Did you see it? Harry's photo is gone!"

"Yeah I did. Who do you think has it?"

"It could have been anyone!"

"I think it was Professor Jekyll, I think she has a secret crush on him."

"Shhh, don't let her hear you! You'll get detention for the rest of your life!"

Draco stalked past the gossiping students and tried to act as he usually did. His face felt heated and he wished desperately that he could hide it by staring at the ground, but that was un-Malfoy-like and would surely rise suspicion. He was startled to see the hall littered with students that were staring at the empty spot on the announcement board. Among them was the Golden Trio.

"Want to bet Malfunction got your photo?" Said Ron a bit loudly and sent a nasty glare in the platinum blonde's direction.

"I hope so," Answered Harry and shrugged carelessly. "Then he probably already has burned it. Good riddance."

"Harry! How could you NOT like it! It was beautiful!"

"The fact that I was on it is enough for me to hate it. Dammit Hermione, you know that photo only made them 'hero-worship' me more! It's driving me nuts!"

"Only you, Harry, only you…" Said Ron while shaking his head lightheartedly and leading his best friends away.

Draco opened his fist and stared down at his hand. Half-moon sized imprints marred his palm and he closed it again. 'Damn that Weasley! Damn him and the whole lot of his bloody family! But…' He bit thoughtfully on his lip. 'Harry didn't like 'the photo'? That was interesting…'

He shook his head to clear his thoughts. 'No time to think of that. Have to focus on what to do about Blaise. Talk about the devil…here he comes.'

Dani looks in awe up as she finds it very illuminating that she's in the tale.

Jekyll gloats as she's also in the tale.

Dani thinks that maybe it will bother the readers.

Jekyll couldn't care less about the readers, cause she is in the story!

Dani wishes that Jekyll would care more about their readers.

Jekyll gives Dani the SCARY EYE.

Dani shuts up.

Jekyll gloats.

'Mischief managed.'