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Twin Slayers, Twin Watchers
Chapter 8: The Carpathian Dragons and Summer Curses
Harry was staring around the training room in awe. It had everything from stakes to huge crossbow and from battle axes to silver pistols. This stopped him in his tracks.
"What the hell?"
He went over to examine these more closely. He walked up to the glass case they were in and stared down at them…they were beautiful. There was no other explanation for them. They were completely silver except for glass tanks in the front, and there were little points on the front that looked like little daggers. The pistols were covered in intricate designs that made them look like they were made hundreds of years ago. He wanted to pick them up so he opened the case. As he went to reach out for them he heard a voice come from behind him.
"I wouldn't touch those if I were you." Harry spun around and his mouth dropped. "Those are one pair of Carpathian Dragons; they will attach themselves to your blood source."
Harry was just staring at Alex. She was wearing a pair of black camouflage capris and a black tank top that stopped just above her belly button.
"Your hair…its turquoise…it was maroon a half an hour ago…How'd you do it?
Alex went on talking as if she didn't hear him.
"…meaning, if you had touched them you would have to have a continuous supply of human blood or it will take yours, and I don't think you would want to become a cannibal or god forbid…a vampire, How ironic would that be?"
"You're wearing dog tags…and you have a tattoo…"
"And you're wearing pink and purple…your point is?"
Harry was indeed wearing pink and purple. When he went up to change he realized that the only other training clothes he had, were these ones, a loose fitting pink shirt that stopped a little shorter then he liked and also a pair of pants that were pink at the top and slowly turned to purple and they had white stripes down the sides.
"So what…I like pink…and purple!" He stood up straight and put his hands on his hips.
"I really don't care if you like pink…Damien wears it all the time too."
"Really! I always thought he seemed little…"
"Gay? Metro sexual? Fairyish?"
"Manly…is fairyish even a word?"
"No its not but you know what I think?"
"It should be a word…?"
"No, I think you think Dame is sexy!"
"WHAT! NO! Are you crazy?"
"Well three weeks in Azkaban can do that to a person not to mention almost two years with Voldemort…"
"I don't even LOOK AT GUY'S THAT WAY! EWW! ESPECIALLY NOT HIM!" He made a spewing face.
"Hey I'm straight, and I think Bethanie is sexy…Damn she's just fucking hot! And
Ginny! Don't get me started on her! Just wow."
He stared at her. He was speechless.
"Ok…"
"Time to Train! Now I want you to step away from the Dragons and pick up that sword."
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Draco was waiting in the training room for Hermione. He had taken a shower and changed; now he was trying to figure out what could be taking her so fucking long. He looked around the room. He never really got a chance to take a good look before. He walked over to a glass case in the corner of the room.
"Whoa, are those what I think they are!"
He spun around and almost lost his balance. There was Hermione in the center of the room wearing one of the sluttyish outfits he had ever seen.
"What you never seen shorts before?"
"Ok one, those are short shorts, and two I've never seen them on you, and of course three your whole fucking outfit is short!"
She laughed at him, she actually laughed.
"You're acting like one of my more protective boyfriends…plus I dress like this all the time…there are a lot of things that change when I come to Hogwarts."
"Like the stripper clothes and tattoo's…plural…"
"Yeah! I stop partying like a rabid beast and put on the goody two shoes look." She smiled.
"Damn I need to introduce myself to your out of Hogwarts self."
"I don't know that person is awfully violent."
They turned to the doorway and there was Harry leaning on the doorframe.
"Ok…you and I are wearing the same shirt…That is SO not acceptable." Draco acknowledged.
"But you both look unconscionably spiffy." Hermione said with a very serious tone.
"Well at least its good to know he's seen the softer side of sears" Draco said which made Harry scowl.
"Do you ever even wear clothes off-the-rack?" Harry asked.
"Off-the-rack? Hell no! Off-the-rack gives me hives."
"Well that settles it…you're both stupid." Hermione said in a matter of fact tone.
"Well I don't know what you're talking about…that outfit certainly doesn't make you look like a hooker." Draco replied with sarcasm.
"So Harry why have you decided to join us?" She ignored Draco.
"Alex went psycho."
"Why what happened?" Draco said with concern.
"Well lets see we were talking about some pistol thingy's, and then we started talking about our outfits…speaking of that, what's up with her hair?"
"She's a Metamorphmagus…like Tonks…but it weird because she can only change her hair and eyes."
"Really? How's that?" Hermione said in interest.
"We can't figure that out. Her and Tonks have been trying to do research on it, but there isn't that much on the subject."
"So what about you? Are you a Metamorphmagus?" Hermione asked.
"Well…we don't know about that either. So what were you saying about Alex?"
"Oh right well then we started talking about you and then…well she thinks you're sexy El…"
"Really? Well I think she's sexy too."
"…And Ginny."
"Well it's no wonder why."
"…Ginny?" Hermione and Harry looked up at Draco. He had a dazed look on his face like he was remembering some great thing that happened. Hermione poked him.
"Is there something going on between you two." She asked smiling at him.
"Me an…and Ginny! NO! Nothing happened! There is nothing going on! I have no idea where you come up with these accusations!"
"Ok whatever you say. So what happen after that Harry?"
"Well she told me to pick up a sword, so I did and hen I turned around she had this blank look on her face and her eyes glazed over. Then she seemed almost spasmodic and she clutched her head and fell to her knees…then she yelled at me, but it wasn't like she was actually yelling at me, just more like she was yelling at someone else who wasn't me but I thought was me because I was the only one there but she thought someone else was there and there really wasn't, or maybe there was someone else there but I didn't know it and she could only see them, or maybe she was yelling at someone that was somewhere else so then I wouldn't see them and then she wouldn't be yelling at me or…"
"STOP! Shut up already! She had a vision…Jesus Christ…" Draco screamed. He walked out the door and when they didn't follow he walked back in. "You coming or not?"
They left the training rooms and instead of heading towards Alex's room, they went towards the kitchen. As if reading the question going through both Hermione and Harry's minds, Draco said,
"A compulsive eater…and in times of great stress…" He pushed open the door to reveal Alex eating a giant batch of lasagna. "…A nervous eater."
Alex looked up from her lasagna as Draco sat next to her on the bar. She had tear stains all down her face.
"Wanna talk about it?" Draco asked.
"Talk about what? I'm sorry but I don't feel like talking about Viscera or anything of the sort."
"Was it that bad?"
"What? There wasn't anything! THERE WASN'T ONE FUCKING THING! Want a bite?" He took her fork and had a bite then gave the fork back to her.
"Ok since you don't want to talk about the viscera that wasn't there…are you having problems with George?" She turned and hit him really hard. He was cracking up. "No seriously, your bed must feel oddly empty…can't imagine what your nightlife has been like since we left the burrow." She hit him again.
"I don't know what you're talking about, you ass…tell me how's Ginny?" he paled slightly. "Have you owled her lately? Missing all those midnight rendezvous? Hmm!" He paled even more.
"It wasn't anything like that…it was only once AND THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON BETWEEN US!"
"Well there isn't anything going on between me and George either! You all are being such asses! Even our god damned mothers! It's not like we had a choice on the mater! You know that, they made us sleep together!" Harry and Hermione's mouths dropped. Draco fell off his chair he was laughing so hard.
"You walked right into that one sis!"
"Harry, B, it's nothing like that…well it kind of is but…well lets put it this way, there is no sex involved." Draco laughed even harder.
"Yeah who would want to sleep with a girl who screams like a bloody banshee when she has nightmares…which just so happens to be every night, and of course bleeds all the way to kingdom come and pretty much dies! Oh yeah…you're just a bloody sex poodle!"
Alex was shocked and Draco just laughed harder.
"You are so…so…I don't know what you are… no you are a dorkass dill hole…that's what you are! And the blood thing…only happens once a month!" Her eyes widened and she clamped her hands over her mouth. Draco stopped for a moment and then burst out laughing even harder then before. Alex turned to Harry and Hermione's shocked faces.
"It isn't that…that isn't what he was talking about…its something else…"
"Yeah it's more like a curse…actually it is a curse…"
"Curse? What curse?" Hermione asked looking back and forth between Draco and Alex. Draco glanced at Alex and she nodded.
"They would have to find out sooner or later…" She said.
"It's the curse of Denduron…" Hermione gasped and Alex just bowed her head. Harry was totally confused. Hermione's shock was soon replaced with anger.
"WH…who? What kind of person would do such a thing?" Alex looked up at Hermione then she looked at Draco. He looked down at his lap and started to wring his hands together.
"Lucius."
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A/N: Ok I am finally finished and well I finished this chapter…Yay!
I am really sorry that it took me sooo long but I'm getting a C+ in English and really need to raise it so I'm trying real hard to get these chapters done for you guys as fast as I can.
Don't worry…there's going to be some Karaoke in the near future so…get ready!