The Last Year
Disclaimer:
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco etc. belong to JK Rowling. Aria belongs to
Permadrunk. The Toulouses belong to ME! That includes Dylan! ;)
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, Aria
A/N - Harry needs to type faster. This chptr has basically no plot [like any of the others do! hah!] and i wrote it jus to keep up interest! managed to fit in shit smear and vibrating cucumbers!
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Chapter 8 � Pink n Purple Elephants, Things that we thought were dead and over with that may not be dead and over with, and Internet Chats �Malfoy-free classes! Potions has never been better!� Ron exclaimed jubilantly. �Really? Potions was still a drag�� Aria commented. �Yeah, but at least Malfoy wasn�t there,� Ron defended. �Yeah, I s�pose you�re right� It does make you feel slightly warm in the coldness of the dungeon to think that Malfoy is locked up with boils the size of elephants!� Harry agreed. �Elephants�� Hermione stopped in the middle of the corridor, her face suddenly falling. �What is it?� Aria asked. �Oh dear�� the curly haired girl still didn�t reply. �What?� Harry and Ron inquired at the same time. �Elephants�� �What about elephants?� asked Ron, getting peeved. �Hurry!� Hermione said, not bothering to answer any more questions as she ran to the infirmary. But it was too late. Aria, Harry, Ron and Hermione gasped at the sight before them. There was a distressed Madam Pomfrey trying to stun massive pink elephants with purple spots and stripes. Malfoy was running, all composure and grace forgotten, as the largest elephant was stampeding after him. �Hermione�� Ron started, half aghast, half in awe. �Where the hell did you come up with pink and purple elephants?� asked Aria, dazed at the scene. �Er� I don�t know. I guess I decided to let imagination run loose?� Hermione offered, her eyes never leaving the frightened Malfoy. Draco turned around, his paper-thin hospital clothes wrinkling as he curled into a ball in the corner. He was trapped, and the elephant was about to strike. With a mighty swoosh, the purple spotted trunk made contact with Malfoy�s still-swollen face. Hermione flinched as the giant pink creature trampled Malfoy. �Er� let�s go�� Harry said, putting his arm around Aria and Hermione to steer them away. �Ron,� Harry called to the frozen boy. Ron waved his hand at them and muttered something that sounded vaguely like �I�ll catch up with you guys later.� Hermione loosened herself from under Harry�s arm and pulled Ron away, saying �Come on! We�re going to be late!� Ron reluctantly let the girl pull him up to the Transfiguration classroom, complaining about how he was missing a �once in a lifetime opportunity to see firsthand how a Malfoy pancake was made.� * Draco�s eyes slowly opened. He was lying on a bed, his muscles throbbing in pain. How�d he get on a bed? Wasn�t he lying on the floor when he blacked out? Then, the memory of the elephant, the great pink monstrosity, pounding him into the stone wall of the infirmary rushed into his head. He let out a groan as he attempted to sit up. From where he sat, he could see two large figures heading towards the door. They were oddly pale in the fluorescent lighting of the room. No � wait! They weren�t pale� they were white. Stark white. Ghostly white� The figures floated � no, they couldn�t have floated� they walked, Draco decided � over to him and he could feel his entire body stiffening. �Draco,� droned the low voice of one of the � spirits? Draco immediately recognized the voice. It was Greg�s. �Goyle?� Draco asked uncertainly. �Yeah?� grunted the same figure. Draco was overwhelmed. He thought they were dead� well, shouldn�t he be relieved that they�re alive? Draco wasn�t sure. He felt dizzy. He was not going to faint! He was not. He was not. But his body betrayed him and Draco Malfoy fainted, hitting the metal bar as his head fell to his pillow.. As his vision came into focus, he could see the white pipes that ran along the white ceiling. Draco turned his head only to find his girlfriend sitting beside him. �Hey babe,� he said groggily. �Apparently that elephant did more damage to your brain than I thought,� she replied, flipping her tawny hair over her shoulder haughtily. �Don�t even mention elephants,� Draco groaned as he scooped her hand into his. The girl quickly jerked her pale arm back. �What the hell do you think you�re doing?� she demanded. Draco sat up. Was this the right girl? He focused on the person before him. Wavy golden streaked hair, messily pulled into a knot, brilliant blue eyes, pale face, rosy lips � nothing seemed to be amiss. She crossed her arms over the red and gold crest that rested on her chest. Yup, nothing missing at all. �Aria, babe, what�s wrong?� After hotly spluttering at a loss for words, she managed to yell, �You!� pointing her finger accusingly towards him. Draco was stunned. �Are you alright? You�re acting rather strangely�� �Me? No, Draco,� she shook her head, �it�s you that�s messed in the head.� �Stop acting all bitchy! I just got pounded by a tub of lard � no, not Hagrid,� Draco smirked as Aria glared at him, �The least I could ask for is my girlfriend to not be all PMS-y to me.� �Girlfriend? You � you think I�m your girlfriend?� she spat furiously, emphasizing the word she most certainly was not. �Aria� are you� are you breaking up with me?� he asked meekly, drawing to the only conclusion he could think of to explain her cold behavior towards him. �What the hell? There�s nothing to break up! We were over a long time ago, Draco.� Draco was flabbergasted. �So � so all this time� you were just� just� leading me on?� �Have you gone MENTAL? We broke up two years ago! I thought I was very clear on that!� �Two years ago? But we�ve only been dating for a few weeks�� �You�ve lost your memory or something haven�t you?� Draco paused for a moment. �Perhaps I have�� �Or perhaps you�re completely insane!� �That was uncalled for!� �When your memory kicks in, you�ll see that it really is called for.� �Listen, I don�t know why you hate me so much �� Aria let out an icy �hah!� �� but if you do� why are you here?� Draco continued. �To see if I could make up for anything the elephant may have missed.� Draco flinched at the �E� word. Aria let out a sigh. �But considering you�ve lost a bit of your memory, I�ll let you go this time�� �Let me go?� Draco thought. No one lets a Malfoy go. A Malfoy can go whenever he wants. �Aria,� he called. Aria�s back slowly turned around to face him. In one quick gesture, Draco grabbed the girl by her shoulders and had brought her face down to his mouth. For a moment, Aria gave into the kiss, then realization flooded her and she pulled away, leaving a red handprint across Draco�s cheek. The boy clasped his cheek where the mark had been made, letting out a single word to describe his pain. �Fuck.� �Damn right, shit-smear!� Aria replied, pulling her fist back and landing another punch on Draco�s blistered skin. �Ahhhh!� the two exclaimed as green-gray pus splashed onto their skin. �Bitch! You popped one!� Draco howled in pain. Aria was not listening, however, as she was too concerned with shrieking and getting the �filthy, slimy, icky, gross, barf-worthy, putrid, Malfoy bogey scum� off of her. The girl dashed out of the room to wash her hand, leaving Draco, his beautiful face covered in the greenish substance, to sigh, fall onto his pillow and wish he was dead. * im seein pink n
purple elephants n im sure im not high � weird says: its raining elephants! *shifty eyed*
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