Mr. Hyde: 'You stole this part u freak':
Look in my eyes and tell me what you see." "It is cold… and dark." "Yes," agreed she 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."
Jekyll smirks broadly to Mr. Hyde and nods affirmative.
Dani frowns and looks questioning at Jekyll.
Jekyll explains that she stole it from a film with Tim Allen as lead part.
Dani would like to know which film.
Jekyll believes it was from 'Santa Clause II'.
Dani hadn't known that.
Jekyll proposes Mr. Hyde to have a 'heart to heart' with her about the fact why it was so bad that she used that quote in this fic that Mr. Hyde had to call her a freak.
Dani wonders if that word would also mean her, as she's the co-writer of the fic.
Jekyll wonders that too.
Dani and Jekyll both wonder.
'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.'
The Great Writers Dani & Jekyll
who spend quite a lot of time on writing this fic.
Present full with pride
THE PHOTO
Chapter 6
Dani had given the fair-haired Slytherin prince something to worry about: his father. The girl had asked him if he had told his father about him and Blaise and he immediately knew he was in even more trouble. He was trapped from both sides.
Lucius Malfoy would definitely not be happy with his whole ordeal and order him to 'break up' with Zabini, while Zabini would use his blackmail on him to keep him from doing it. Hell, Zabini would even be liable to send his 'evidence' to Lucius, knowing that the man would be furious with his son. That is… if he 'broke up'.
"Breaking up from a non-existent relation, humph…" muttered Draco darkly, realizing that while he didn't see it as a real relation, Zabini certainly did. "Merlin, I'm screwed!"
"By whom?" asked a voice and he whirled around. His eyes narrowed to slits as he noticed who it was.
"None of your business," answered Draco coldly.
Dean Thomas just looked at Draco with laughter in his eyes, something that is quite uncommon for a Gryffindor to do to when faced with a Slytherin, and Draco stared suspiciously at the dark skinned guy.
"Say Malfoy, I was wondering… do you by any chance know what happened to my photo?"
Malfoy stood stock still. He doesn't know! He can't! "Why are you asking me?" asked he scowling.
Dean shrugged and smirked at him. "I just heard that you happen to be the one that-" He looked Draco over. "-has connections."
Draco was speechless for a second but quickly found his voice again. For a moment he had thought that Dean Thomas was on to him, but maybe the Gryffindor was onto him 'in another way' than he feared.
"I have, Thomas. What's it to you?" asked he and crossed his arms, trying to intimidate the other.
"I just want my photo back. I so happen to have spent a lot of time on making it look like it does and there's no possible way that I'll be able to re-make it." His smile disappeared for a moment as he told sadly. "Witch Weekly wanted to make a copy of it…"
Draco sneered at him. "I feel so bad for you," said he sarcastically. NOT! "Sorry, but I can't help." He turned away with the intention to walk briskly back to the dungeons when the boy called out to him. Draco decided on that moment that he hated people that ruined his dramatic exits by yelling after him.
"Malfoy, I'll do anything for you if you just ask around a bit!"
Draco froze and the first thought that entered his head was to make Dean try to get Zabini off his back. The whole of Hogwarts knew that Dean Thomas didn't mind what gender his bed partner was and making him get together with Zabini would get the manipulating bastard to stop harassing him. Though one look over his shoulder told him that the Gryffindor would rather jump his bones than Zabini's.
"I'll think about it," he said and made his dramatic exit.
Dean watched him go, while chuckling to himself. Draco could be so cute when he was trying to be cool.
Draco's worst nightmare came true that next morning. At the breakfast table, while he was continuously being bothered by his 'boyfriend' with fondling involved, he got a letter from his father. The bird that had carried the letter to him immediately took off so he wouldn't have to bother feeding it something. He stared full fear at it, recognizing the Malfoy seal and also remembering that he lately only got 'bad' mail. Thank Merlin, it wasn't a howler…
He stood up and left quickly to read it somewhere in an empty classroom, carefully watching if anyone (like Zabini) had followed him, before opening it. He started to read it full of dread.
Dear Draco,
I've just received note of some unnerving news.
It seems that my son is attached to another male. Knowing the source, I don't even bother asking if this is indeed true.
I will not come as a surprise to you that I feel quite ashamed of you and in thought of your inheritance; I strongly suggest you cut this off immediately.
Your father,
Lucius Malfoy
'Or else' didn't stand in the letter, but Draco had long ago learned to read under the lines. He crumbled the letter and then stuffed it into his pocket. What should he do?
He left the classroom and immediately went back in as he heard their voices. He kept the door open a bit so he could hear them.
"-to find it. Dean asked me for help and-"
"Where will you start?"
"Huh?"
"Well, Ron. If you are going to play detective, then what will you start with?"
"Um… Harry? You got any idea who-"
"Keep me out of this."
"But, Harry! It's YOUR picture! Don't you feel uncomfortable with the idea that someone could have it? Like a Slytherin that wants to use it for some hexing! Or wait, maybe that Hufflepuff!"
"What Hufflepuff?" asked Hermione's voice curiously.
"Trelaine… McGee? Or something… I swear he was staring with the goofy-heart-eyes at Harry here, disgusting really."
"First of all: that photo is not mine, its Dean's… I just happen to be the one in it. And I've already told you that I couldn't care less about it! Second of all, Trelaine was staring like that at Hermione."
"WHAT!"
"No really, he even asked me-"
Their voices trailed off and it was silent again. So it seemed that Dean Thomas was really making a big deal of this. Maybe Draco should find a better hiding place for the picture.
But back to his problem: where was Dani when he needed her advice?
Draco left the classroom to search for Dani, not really knowing where he should look for the hazel eyed girl. He tried his best to ignore the odd looks, that were once in a while sent in his direction, but couldn't help sneering down at a Hufflepuff boy and threatening to kill the startled boy in the most gruesome way he could think of. He watched contently how the boy, scared out of his wits, made himself scarce. Draco turned around to resume his search when he realized he could stop: Dani was just exiting a room and starting to walk his way.
"Dani!"
The girl looked up surprised and grinned at the blonde Slytherin. "Hey Dray!" She glanced for a moment guiltily over her shoulder to the door she had just left through and then gave Draco a disarming smile. "Were you looking for me?" asked she with an innocent voice.
Draco glanced shortly over her shoulder and then back at her face. He raised a delicate brow.
"What were you doing in Professor Jekyll's office?" asked he suspiciously.
A soft blush spread over the brunette's face and the girl suddenly couldn't stand looking Draco in the eyes. "Nothing… I just asked something… about the lesson," was her quick answer.
Draco didn't buy it. "Breakfast's just finished, we haven't had any lessons yet this morning."
"Well… it was about yesterday's lesson!"
"Why talk about it now?'
"Because… jeez Draco! You're too suspicious! It's not like we're-it's nothing!" Dani said defensively and led him away.
"Hm…"
"Then you don't believe me." Dani let go of him, crossed her arms and turned sulking away from him. Draco sighed and rolled his eyes at her back. "Anyway, I need your help."
Dani glanced pointedly at him and he scowled. "Just help me, damnit! I don't give a damn about what you just did! It's just!" He slid a hand through his hair and gave her a pleading look. This alarmed Dani greatly: Draco Malfoy… pleading? The world had to be coming to an end!
"Ok, what's wrong?" the young witch asked her friend, who started to explain.
"… I don't know what to do! What if he disowns me!"
"He can't disown you," said Dani cheerfully.
"Why not?"
"It could risk losing the only heir in the bloodline."
Draco stared for a long moment at her. "You're right… he can't disown me, because then there won't be a Malfoy heir anymore!"
"Yep, so he can't say anything about your relationship with Blaise."
Draco tried not to pull a face but didn't really succeed. He would actually rather get rid of Zabini, than to feel his father's wrath for the rest of his life. However, there were some things he couldn't even tell Dani.
"Talk about Blaise," the girl continued. "Is he going to take you to the Ball?"
"Oh shit…" was the only answer she got, before her blonde companion left her in a cloud of dust.
Jekyll imitates Voldemort for Dani and the reviewers' entertainment:
'Eureka, I've got it! My new and dastardly plot to pop the clogs of the devilishly handsome boy who lived is thus! I shall cast a spell, a devious, nasty, evil and most likely not very nice spell and then Harry Potter shall choke to death on the tongue of his most hated school rival Draco Malfoy!
Dani & Jekyll exclaim as one person: WE WISH!
Jekyll stole that from a very good fic.
Dani gives Jekyll a black rose to show her appreciation.
Jekyll wonders where in the story Tommy is.
Dani also wishes to know why Voldie isn't in the story yet.
Jekyll thinks that it's maybe time to give Tommy a guest appearance.
Dani thinks that Voldie must be defeated already.
Jekyll thinks not.
Dani wants him dead.
Jekyll asks the reviewers to decide.
Dani only likes to end this with 'let the best idea win'.
Dani and Jekyll shake hands as they think up ways to bribe the reviewers with.
'Mischief managed'.