Getting to Know a Slytherin Brother (Draco+Anyone)

[Perseus Feynman]

Perseus stared out a rain stained window as the coach bounced at erratic intervals. The cursed threstrals always took the direct path towards Hogsmeade and the contents of Perseus's bag were disseminated across the back seat of the jet-black carriage. In the front sat a few Slytherin 2nd years, much too afraid to even look in the general direction of Perseus. Somehow, the rumor of Perseus's change in allegiance had spread across the school like pathogens through the circulatory system of the human body, poison seeping through to the heart. Everyone who had once known Perseus as a kind-hearted Slytherin now avoided him, which Perseus felt was only an amelioration. How he enjoyed watching as students scattered away from him as he walked through the hall. They had thought of him once as an extremely amiable person, but Perseus had covered the nonsense with his lust for power. He would now spend hours upon hours, inventing new potions and antidotes, researching muggle sciences to meliorate them, as the muggles were much too ignorant to see the mistakes they made, practicing various martial arts, and dueling.

He looked away from the rolling hills of the Scottish country side towards the driver at the front. They were nearly there. Perseus watched as Cimmerian clouds of melancholy drifted across the sky. Soon, waves of sound from thunder and flashes from lightning met. Clad in some trousers, a shirt, and a dark green cloak that he had charmed to be water-proof, Perseus got out of the carriage, his potions safe in pouches on his belt, and his bag safely ensconced under the solitude of his cloak. No rain would penetrate the charmed fabric. He walked through the derilect streets of Hogsmeade, seeing that most of the students from Hogwarts had hidden themselves in the warm, welcoming restuarant of Three Broomsticks. Perseus had not been in there for a very long time, so without hesitating, he waded through the raucous, tumultuous crowds of loqacious students, making his way back to a table ornately decorated with a portrait of Salazar Slytherin, a prominent, perhaps the most illustrious of the four founders of Hogwarts. After ordering a sherbert drink, Perseus sat down with a very sophisticated potions book open. It was called, Advanced Antidotes for All Known Pathogens and Cancers (Magical and Non-Magical). "What a pity," Perseus thought with a smirk. "I guess all those poor muggles are still struggling with their own, lazily done antidotes." He remembered the recent epidemic of ebola deaths in central Africa where the wizards had no problem curing their people of the virus while the muggles struggled to find a cure.

[draco]

Standing on a stage in the middle of a red room, Draco held his hands out as a tall frail woman measured his arms, legs, waist, etc for another custom cloak. The shop was named "Albanzies." Only a few wizarding families knew about this shop. It was a true highclass place. It accommodated to the person's needs~ Food, drink, music, and room decore. "A much better place than Gladrags Wizardwear." Draco remembered his mother told him, his first time arriving at the shop. Now, his fifth year as a customer he was very comfortable there. The Malfoy family of course closed the shop when ever they arrived. All eyes were on them when they were shoping. "Black, correct?" The frail woman with the dark pulled back hair said as she fixed her glasses. "Yes, black." Draco stated as he lowered his arms and crossed them at his chest. "Alright, It will be only a minute Mister Malfoy." The woman spoke as she hurried off to the back room. "It better." Draco spat as he watched her walk out. As she left, he stepped down from the stage. No cloak followed him. He was only dressed in a grey t-shirt and black pin-stripe trousers. Scanning the room he felt as if he was in Azkaban, except with red wall color. No windows or air vents, or more than one single door. "Windows, Now!" Draco demanded in his normal pompous tone. Turning towards his right, two windows appeared in the before, plain wall. Walking towards them, he noticed the sky outside was turning dark. A loud crack sounded as a lightning bolt seemed to fly across the sky. Heavy raindrops began to fall from the sky as if the lightning bolt poped a water balloon, and now it was draining over the town. Draco watched as students from Hogwarts seemed to run the streets for means of shelter. A few ran up to the shop's locked door. Grinning in a villainous way, Draco watched as they ran away still being caught in the rain. "Mister Malfoy? Your cloak is ready." a voice spoke behind him as he turned. Walkign towards the woman, he took it out of his hands. Slipping his left arm, then his right into the sleeves; he tightened the waist belt. With a look of displeasure on his face, he looked over the cloak. Looking back at the woman he said, "This will do, for a few hours. Untill the threads start faying like the last damn cloak you gave me." Draco growled as he began to walk towards the door. Slipping out his wand, he tapped himself on the shoulder as he said, "Impervious." Which made the fabric on his cloak repell water. Pulling his wand into his cloak pocket, he opened up the door and closed it behind him. Standing just before the door, Draco pulled his hood over his head as he stepped out into the storm as another thunder rolled through the sky.

Buring his hands into his pockets, Draco walked calmly down the coblestone streets of Hogsmeade. He seemed to be the only one left outside. "Fools." Draco said to himself as he saw a few hufflepuffs, various years, huddled in a corner. Looking ahead of himself, he noticed the pub, 'The Three Broomsticks' a few feet ahead. Of course, Draco normally went to 'Hogshead' but that was on the whole other side of the town. He was in the mood for a drink before he went on his way back to the castle. Turing towards the door, he reached for the knob as a bell rang above him, Marking his arrival to everyone present. Taking down his hood, Draco noticed a few heads turned away as a few people recognized who he was. The pub was full of people. Maybe one table free. Draco made his way threw the aisles full of people, as he finally got to his destination. Sitting down on the tall stool he leaned back against the wall behind him as he waited for a waiter or waitress to take his order.

[Perseus Feynman]

Perseus had just finished reading the voluminous tome when a fellow Slytherin, the famous Potter-Hater entered through the doors of the Three Broomsticks. A blast of glacial air entered the pub as though it were part of a funnel draining some sort of liquid. Looking out a thick glass window stained with rain-water, Perseus could see that the weather was in a very choleric mood. Dark penumbrae from the black clouds covered every corner of the desolate streets of Hogsmeade. A thick fog was rolling in, and Perseus was dissapointed that the carriages had left. It was unambiguous that Perseus would have to find some other way back up to the castle. Perhaps casting impervious charms on his bags and books would help his stuff stay dry. This alleviated the sudden flash of anger that surged through Perseus. He was prone to erratic changes in his temperament these days.

Turning back towards the rambunctious crowds, Perseus caught sight of Draco once again. Thoroughly bored by the monotonous atmosphere, Perseus decided to join the Prince of Slytherin. He was becoming thoroughly annoyed by the perpetual bugging the Hufflepuffs and muggleborns were causing; they would constantly seek Perseus's or other Slytherins' help on subjects such as potions when it was clear that Slytherins did not associate with such annoyances. Hoisting his bag over his shoulder, Perseus strode over to where Draco sat and got up onto a stool, his arms resting on the counter. He turned his head towards Draco, cold, dark-green eyes sweeping over his fellow Slytherin, "You know, those Hufflepuffs really need to learn there place...." He pointed his thumb back towards a group of Hufflepuff muggleborns whispering among themselves. They shot contemptuous looks towards the various Slytherin students spread across the capacious room. "You know people like that Granger..." continued Perseus. "Acting as if they were king of the world? They are the real low-lifes."

((Sorry, couldn't think of something good to say.))

[Samantha Driscoll]

Samantha lowered her cloak and looked around The Three Broomsticks disdainfully. Damn the stupid weather! The last place she wanted to be stuck in was here, among mudbloods and people she knew were worth less than dirt. How the weather had changed from bright and sunny to rain and even thunder was a wonder. Samantha didn’t mind cold weather at all and in fact winter agreed with her more than summer did, but even she couldn’t stay outside and had had to run for shelter. And shelter, unfortunately, was this restaurant, which was crowded and noisy, and as Samantha surveyed it she could see whoever had designed it had no real taste. No wonder most of the school enjoyed their time here. The place suited them. She hoped she wouldn’t have to spend too much time here. She had had quite an enjoyable day, causing trouble here and there, venting her frustration. She had seen Charles here today with his friends and that had infuriated her, causing her to take it out on whoever she could. Quite a few people had had unexpected shocks at Hogsmeade today. Serve them right for daring to come to a city like Hogsmeade which was only supposed to be inhabited by real wizards and witches.

Samantha took off her cloak to reveal her robe which were a deep plum, and fitted her like a glove showing off her slender body. It was sleeveless and reached mid-thigh, and round her neck was an emerald necklace. She was looking for a vacant table in the shop when she spotted a familiar head of pale blond hair, and then another of red that of Perseus Feynman. Well, this was certainly a surprise. Draco Malfoy and Perseus Feynman. She walked up to them, feeling a certain satisfaction inside her at seeing Perseus engrossed in conversation with Draco as she remembered the change for the better that he had undergone during the past month. Samantha liked thinking she had been part of the reason for this change, though she was more convinced that this was the real Perseus, and that this was the Slytherin in him finally showing and that she had only removed the mist from in front of his eyes so that nothing was no stopping him for being like any of his fellow house members. Samantha smiled at both of them, and there was something devilish about that smile as usual, and more than a little satisfaction. There was also something in her eyes that made her look as if she was up to something, and she knew that that look was often quite alluring to the male population at Hogwarts, though she had never known exactly why, just that it was and so she didn’t mind turning the charm on if it was going to turn some heads. It appealed to her vanity and sense of power. "Draco, Perseus, you are a sight for sore eyes. This place is swarming with filth," she said, taking a seat next to Draco. "Had it not been for this horrible weather I would never have come here," she said with another disgusted look around the place. "I trust you have both had a pleasant time at Hogsmeade?" she asked conversationally.

[draco]

Leaning back onto the wood wall, Draco scouted the room. No one he would talk to, let alone, normally be seen around. He was sure everyone else was thinking the same thing. 'Why was Malfoy here?" etc... But above anyone else he was welcome anywhere. He just wanted to see a little Ravenclaw walk into Hogshead alone. She wouldn't last. Smirking at his own thoughts a girl came up to his table. "What do you want?" At first he looked at her in disgrace, but she wasn't used to be around someone pure and very well sure of it. "Butterbeer. You do have those here? right?" Draco said as he glared at the girl. "Yea." she shoved back as she walked away. Ploting hexes in his head, his eyes followed her as she walked away. "Squibb." he shot out, not caring if her or anyone else for that matter heard him. A moment later, he was alone again. Exhaling, he began to run his finger- bored- along the wood. Looking up he noticed he was joined by someone. That someone was Perseus Feynman. He was a well known muggle lover. Ever since they were in their first year he was. 'Its hard to teach a dog new tricks.' he thought to himself as he remembered he heard a rumor about him changing his old ways.

A few words excaped his mouth. Draco merely contained it. He wasn't used to talking to Perseus, without an evil objective. But, maybe this would be something new for Draco. He wasn't exactly used to 'new' things. Nodding at him, that was his only reply. Eyeing up Perseus, he looked at his eyes wondering if he actually did change. The look he was giving Perseus could have been mistaken as a 'are you talking in a different language' type of look, but soon it faded as he was accompanied by someone new. Samantha Driscoll, she as well, was in the same year as Perseus
and himself since they arrived at this wreched castle.

She began to talk about the other in the pub. Widdening his eyes Draco began to reply, "If only I was on the other side of this town. Hogshead would deffinatly be my prefered place to be." Draco spat as he looked forward as the girl came back with his drink. "Finally." he said as he glared at the girl, and she sent the same horrid look back. "Perseus, Samantha care to have something to drink? Order anything I don't mind." Draco said as he pulled his bottle towards himself. Clicking the cap off, he held it up to his cold lips as he took a sip and set it back down in front of him.

When the girl walked away Draco began to get into conversation. "So, Perseus are the rumors true?" Draco bluntly asked. Of course, judging by his conversation starter earlier, it was. But Draco of course needed evidence.

[Perseus Feynman]

Perseus sneered at a passing Hufflepuff who looked back at Perseus with apprehension, obviously fearing the group of Slytherins that had gathered at the counter. He saw Samantha Driscoll approach them. She was the one who had managed to clear things up for Perseus. Of course, Perseus had already began developing his own ideas, but he did not realize that so many people in the world, no matter what blood, would overlook the fact that power beyond everything else was the most coveted, most consequential thing that existed. It was unambiguous that Perseus now trusted his fellow Slytherins, at least the ones who had power in mind and even helped them out sometimes. He had finally ameliorated his position and rank among the other Slytherins after his true personality began to show. Perseus had not realized this, but ever since he had arrived at Hogwarts, his true identity had been bottled up by all the petty particulars he contemplated daily. This was especially true with his friendship to non-purebloods. That really limited his popularity in the Slytherin House. However, Perseus knew that no matter what race one was, only power would decide if they were 'low-lifes' or not; the powerful would survive while the weak perish. That became Perseus's guiding philosophy.

Perseus looked up suddenly as Malfoy's blunt voice brought him back to reality. Ignoring the raucous laughter and cacophony of garbled sounds that issued from a crowd of Hufflepuffs, Perseus answered, "Of course the rumors are true. Do I look like a low-life to you? I think that you will comprehend that power is one of the most important things in the world, so one must give up one thing to gain another. I chose to give up my friendship to pathetic fools like them." Perseus looked back towards the Hufflepuff fools with disdain. How impudent they were, laughing openly for no reason, not caring for knowledge at all. No matter how much Perseus had changed, however, he would never give up his study of muggle sciences, especially when he recognized the power they could bring and the many goods he could do for wizard-kind by bringing the two together, magic and muggle technology. Turning to Samantha, Perseus replied, "Yes, I had a pleasant day with the exception of having to come here..." He looked contemptuously towards the laughing crowds once again.

[draco]

(( Samantha is away for now, if you look on Vacations. Do you want to wait for her or not? ))

[Samantha Driscoll]

Samantha gave Perseus a smile and turned to Draco. "There is Slytherin blood running in his veins, Draco. He was bound to realise his true calling sometime," she said. She eyed the same group of Hufflepuffs that Perseus had just been looking at, and her eyes narrowed slightly. She hated that house because Charles was in it, not to mention their ability to talk about nonsense till they drove you crazy. Look at them laughing and talking loudly, not one of them with a care in life, and their conversation stupid and dull. Did they not know how to conduct themselves in public? Samantha herself was sitting on her chair very erectly, her posture perfectly poised, and of course no-one could hear her low well-bred voice except the other two sitting with her at the table.

The waitress came up and Samantha talked to her with distaste. "Whatever they're having," she said her eyes drifting over the frayed collar of the dress and faded white apron the waitress was wearing. Samantha looked back at the waitress with a defiant look in her eyes, as if daring her to retaliate, but the woman just left with a low sigh. Samantha turned to Draco and leaned closer to him conspiratorially. "Draco, are you up for some fun?" said Samantha, a dangerous glint in her dark eyes. "I don’t know whether to ask you to join us Perseus or not, for you might not find this as amusing as Draco and I will. However, that bunch is practically asking for it, I'm sure you agree Draco?" she said, with a playful look in his direction.

((I'm back, but I just want to say you two can always continue without me if you want to whenever I'm away. )

[draco]

(( Perseus, I think you and Samantha know how to wait. Do Not force me to post! ))

Perseus seemed to ramble on about how the 'rumors are true' Draco would be damned if he would believe him."Power is one of the most important things in life. Too bad some of us were born with it in stead of others who seem to try to lie to themselves to change their mind. Once a mudblood lover, always a mudblood lover. Thats what my father always says." picking up his butterbeer Draco added on. "You look the same as you have every time I've seen you. So if that makes you a low-life then so be it." He put the bottle up to his lips as he took a swig and placed it on the table heavily. Looking back at Samantha, she added a thought. "I beg to differ. Just because Salazar's blood is in his family doesn't mean that he has to follow in his foot steps! Only in ones imagination I assume." Draco was not buying into the topic he brought up. Even if Perseus was to hex another wouldn't mean he was a changed man. Draco remembered when he used to walk by Perseus in class and he sat next to a mudblood and helped them with work. Draco cringed at the thought. Looking back at him Draco still saw the same look in his eyes that he saw when he was with them, he just couldn't believe it.

The waitress stood in front of Draco and the others waiting for an order. "Another round of Butterbeer. I am getting low. This time, make sure its cold." Draco commanded as he took another swig of his butterbeer. Finishing it he bashed the bottle on the ground so that it shattered into thousands of pieces on the floor beside him. "This place is pure filth! Clean this up at once!" he ordered at the girl as he spit on the floor where the glass was. Growling at the girl, he watched as she went on the floor beside him and began to clean up his mess. Ignoring her he looked at Samantha. He followed her eyes back to the Hufflepuffs Perseus previously motioned toward. Leaning back on the wall behind him, he listened as Samantha proposed a proposition. "I think I know what you are talking about, Samantha. And you know I am always up for that." he said stealthy as he held up his wand and tapped it on the wooded table in front of him. "Honors of course go to you." He said as allowed her to deal with them first.

[Perseus Feynman]

((Sorry, it has been a few weeks.))
With a disdainful glance at the Hufflepuff crowd, Perseus turned back towards Samantha and Draco, listening intently to what Samantha had to say. She seemed to be planning to do something about the rowdy throng of Hufflepuffs. Perseus was already becoming quite agitated by the interminable bouts of laughter resonating from the ring of Hufflepuffs. He could tell that many of the customers shared the same vexation. The second thing Perseus hated the most other than people who talked about academics even though they knew nothing about the subject were people who acted in an extremely annoying way, constantly talking loqaciously to no point. Sometimes he just wanted to stick his shoe in their mouths, as they caused him frequent headaches.

Perseus drank some of his sherbert drink before setting the glass down and returning to his book. He wanted to see what Samantha and Draco would do to the ignorant Hufflepuffs. He had never been fond of the Hufflepuffs and their predilection for acting as though academics did not matter. Perhaps the only Hufflepuff Perseus had ever respected as a person was Cedric Diggory, although he was not sure what he thought about the Champion's death; it was one less annoying Hufflepuff, but one less hardworking student. Perseus continued to read his tome of medical knowledge, waiting for one of the other Slytherins to do something. He looked up to see Malfoy stealthily taking out his wand. Grinning, he turned towards Samanthat to see if she was doing the same. He could not tell if she was, so, Perseus turned back towards Draco, watching six years of experience tormenting students from other houses come to play. Perseus glanced at Samantha and said, "I'll watch the first round around. I might join in on the second." He glanced towards the Hufflepuffs with an iniquitous look in his eyes.

[draco]

Waiting for Samantha's reply, Draco turned to Perseus, "Gosh I knew you hadn't changed a bit. I thought you would at least try to prove yourself! Once a fool always a fool." Draco shot him a glare as he crossed his arms. "Sitting out to watch how we do things, so that later on you can copy? Imbecile." he said as he looked away. Finally, he noticed the girl beside him was still on the floor. She was sitting now picking up the remaining pieces. Reaching across the table, Draco picked up Perseus' drink. Without looking at it, he dropped it on the floor in front of the girl. He wasn't nearly done, so the remaining drink splashed on the waitress. "Dirty Squibb, how do you go out in public like that? Do you not have any dignity?" he questioned as he shook his head. "Where are our drinks? You know the butterbeers I have asked for about five minutes ago. We have been waiting too long! Where's your payer? he asked as the girl shot up and began to walk away. "While you are at it, get this Cretan something better to drink! Fire Whiskey perhaps!" Draco ordered across the room as the girl walked into the back room.

[Samantha Driscoll]

Samantha could see Draco wasn't going to believe that Perseus had changed easily, and Perseus wasn't exactly doing anything to convince him, though she was rather surprised that he didn’t think that one of the reasons Perseus had finally joined their side was his Slytherin blood. In her opinion it was blood more than anything that made a person what they were, that and ambition of course. "People change, Draco, and it is up to Perseus to convince us that he has. I do not see what you are getting so riled up about, changed or not, if he does not join us, it will be his loss," she said. She turned to Perseus and tossed back her hair which she was wearing loose over her shoulders. He seemed to be taking Draco's words in stride and not care much about his opinion. But that was very in character from what Samantha knew of him. Perseus had always been a loner, with his own fixed ideas and opinions, and he had never tried to fit in with his fellow Slytherins till lately. She would let him fight his own battle. She believed Slytherins should stick to each other and not bully anyone of their own house, and while she was convinced that Perseus really had become just like any other Slytherin, she wasn't going to defend him. She felt he would have to do that himself and that her words weren't going to be enough for Draco.

"Why certainly Draco," said Samantha with a small smile, who was always ready to take the initiative. She felt that familiar thrill run down her spine as she tried to think how best to cause disruption. She noticed Draco was pulling out his wand and raised an eyebrow at him. "Not so quickly," she said, a malevolent glint in her eye as her eyes drifted over to the Hufflepuff crowd, the sound of their obnoxious laughter annoying her so much she wanted to put her hands over her ears. "Honestly, I would rather put a Deafening Charm on myself then listen to their meaningless drabble," she said. "Excuse me for a minute," she said. Samantha stood up and walked to the ladies room and then locked herself into a cubicle. When she emerged she looked at her reflection and smiled in satisfaction. Her robes now matched those of the waitress who had just been serving them. She ran her fingers through her hair so she looked untidy like all the waitresses who served here seemed to look, and then tucked her wand into her robes and back to the boys. She winked at Draco and then stood beside Perseus and pretended to be taking an order from him. "Enjoy your firewhiskey and watch me deal with those dunderheads," she whispered. Samantha crept stealthily into the kitchens. Just as she expected, everything was chaos and no-one noticed her as she looked very similar to the other waitresses. She dilled some cups with butter-beer and then looked around her, picking a few things and mixing them together and then carefully placing her concoction into each cup. "Free drinks on the house, we're celebrating the Three Broomstick's fifth-seventh birthday," she said with a smile, placing the tray with their drinks on the table. She slipped back into the bathroom then came out after changing back into her normal appearance. She grinned at the boys and took a sip of her drink, trying to stop smiling. "Just you wait," she said, watching the group as they excitedly partook of the butterbeer.

[Perseus Feynman]

((Sorry about my absence; I have been extremely busy with schoolwork.))
Perseus looked at Draco with a mild expression on his face. He found it extremely funny that Draco still did not believe him. In fact, Draco seemed completely pugnacious towards his lack of action. Perseus clandestinely unsheathed his wand under his cloak and replied, "All right, I'll prove myself, but do not expect me to be conspicuous, as I like to operate in stealth." From his pouched belt, Perseus withdrew a miniscule vial of purple liquid. He began unscrewing the cap meticulously. Just then, Perseus saw a flutter of movement as Samantha left the table for the restrooms. He suspected that she had some sort of potion that needed to be prepared. Perhaps Samantha would slip it into the Hufflepuff's drinks. However, Perseus's hypothesis turned out to be incorrect; he saw a waitress emerge from the restrooms and gave them a wink before dissapearing into the kitchens. He was sure that the waitress was Samantha. It was obvious that she was planning something. Perseus almost choked on his drink as he saw her offer the Hufflepuffs free drinks for some celebration that had taken place several days ago. They were probably oblivious to the fact that Samantha had slipped something into their drinks. He put the cap back onto the vial of liquid he had extracted and placed it back into his pouch. It was clear that he would not need it.

Perseus watched as several covetous faces turned a bit green. He did not know what Samantha had slipped into their drinks, but it was unambiguous that it was not something very good. Slipping his wand under the counter, Perseus took aim at the Hufflepuffs' feet, whispering a spell. In a flash, their shoes were glued to the ground and several lost their balance, falling ungracefully to the ground. He doubled up in silent laughter, turning away from the scene. Of course, this was just a small prank. Perseus wanted to show those impudent fools who was superior, but decided to wait for the affects of Samantha's drinks to take place before doing anything else.

[Samantha Driscoll]

Samantha gave Perseus an encouraging smile and wink. She wondered if what he had done would be enough for Draco. It was quite ironic how Perseus was trying to get Draco's approval, only a few months ago he would never have been seen around someone like him. She opened her mouth to say something then watched the Hufflepuffs fall unceremoniously on to the ground. Well, that was only going to be the first of their troubles. Soon the effects of her little concoction would start working on them. Samantha sipped at her drink as she watched in anticipation.

One by one, the hufflepuffs started scratching. Samantha knew how to contain herself and not a muscle on her face moved, but inside she was dancing with glee. Serve them right, laughing so loudly and getting on everyone's nerves. She knew he itch was going to spread now, and what was more it was going to become more intense. She watched as they tried to scratch without being too obvious, and then giving up as the urge became irresistible. They were beginning to get some strange looks from the people at the other tables, and Samantha was gloating though you could not see it on her face. She looked at Draco and Perseus and waited to see what they wanted to do next.

((No, I'm not on vacation Perseus, just a little stressed. But I'm here and will try and keep up.))

[draco]

Draco sat relaxed in his seat as Perseus did a spell as well as Samantha did a potion. Draco didn't move because he wanted to see how either of their spells would turn out. The scratching of Samantha's spell was enjoyable but he thought she would be more crude. Draco wasn't sure if Perseus knew what Samantha's potion would do before it came into effect but making their shoes stick to the floor just might come in handy for the spell Draco was thinking about. Samantha looked at Perseus as well as Draco, himself, seeing what they were going to do. "I'll take this turn." Draco said faintly above a whisper. Holding out his wand, he didn't care if anyone saw. If anyone did see he didn't think anyone would be able to stand up to Draco and actually tell him off. Of course the Hufflepuffs were too caught up in themselves to even look around. Pointing his wand at the three a spell shot at the table. Leaning back in his chair he said softly. "It will take a minute. Be patient." his heavy voice would silence a room if they listened. And would send chills down the spines of anyone who feared him. Draco laughed slightly as spoke again at a normal level. "Care to find some more fun?" he asked as he pushed his seat back waiting for a reply. Suddenly an eruption from the Huffie table caught his attention as well as everyone else in the room.

One of the Hufflepuff's arms began to swell. The sound of a balloon being filled up with air sounded from huffie. The same thing began to happen to the other two but different parts of their bodies. One was an ear and a knee. Another their butt as well as their nose. They looked horrifying but Draco couldn't help but shed a grin. Their screams could hurt the deaf. The people in the room began to gasp. Some were confused and others were just scared. Draco stepped off chis stool and touched the floor. Motioning with his hand he told Perseus as well as Samantha to follow him. Slipping his wand secretly back into his pocket he walked toward the door. Opening it and stepping out to the outside the rain beat down on them roughly. Darting across the street he ran into an alley. He seemed to always over look this road as he stepped into it. Jogging a few feet down he found a door. Turning the knob it didn't budge. Stepping back he kicked the door as it flew open. walking into building he found himself in a stair well. Stairs went up as well as Down. Looking back at Perseus and Samantha he said. "Refreshing jog if you ask me. Especially when you don't have to pay for the bill."

[Samantha Driscoll]

"Do you even have to ask?" said Samantha with a devilish glint in her eyes and a smirk. She watched the effect of Draco's spell enjoying it very much, unaffected by the pain the Hufflepuffs were obviously in, thinking they looked very comical with various parts of their bodies swelled, and giving Draco and a grin when one of the started floating up into the air. Soon the three Slytherins rose in a hurry ready to leave the shop indifferent to the chaos they had caused.

"Just one minute," said Samantha with an evil glint in her eye. She had spotted Madam Rosmerta. With a flurried and concerned air Samantha ran to the manager of the Three Broomsticks. "Please, I don’t know what's wrong with my friends. They had some drinks and the strangest things are happening to them," she said, her voice sounding very worried. "I think there must have been something wrong with our drinks. The waitress over there was the one who served us," said Samantha, pointing at the waitress who had served her. The waitress walked up to the two and took one look at Samantha and sensed that she was in deep trouble. Samantha was by the door of the shop ready to run and join the others, but she wanted to take a look at what was happening between the waitress and the manager. She could see that the manager was looking daggers at her and the waitress turned to Samantha with a miserable look in her eyes and yelled at her furiously, calling her a word that rhymed with witch but was hardly complimentary. Samantha tossed her hair back and laughed. "You say that like it's a bad thing," she said her eyes dancing in merriment and then she left. She never loved anything more than seeing the effect she had on her victims.

She ran after the other two; Draco was leading them somewhere. When they finally arrived she looked around her and turned to him. She laughed gleefully at his comment. "Draco, what is this place?" she asked curiously, panting a bit from the run.

[Perseus Feynman]

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Perseus watched as the effects of Samantha's potion came into view. He had anticipated something like that occuring and it exhibited just how cunning Slytherins were. As he drank his sherbert soda, Perseus saw Draco whisper a spell as he pointed his wand towards the Hufflepuffs, not bothering to be conspicuous. What happened next nearly made Perseus choke on what he was drinking. He looked as the Hufflepuffs swelled like balloons and he nearly burst out laughing maniacally. It was just too rich as Perseus scrutinized the multifarious facial expressions of the onlookers. Most of them had a look of extreme consternation on while the rest seemed to be sick. He returned to his gargantuan tome, apathetic to the fresh shrieks and screams now flooding profusely from the Hufflepuff table. "What idiots," he thought. "In the name of science, its just an engorgement charm." It was unambiguous that it was some sort of engorgement charm, although it was much more efficacious than the normal spell. He glanced outside to see that the storm was still pounding away, sending torrents of tumultuous water down upon the earth. Perseus checked his watch to find that it was nearly 6 o'clock and they would have to go back to the Castle in about two hours. The sight of the screaming Hufflepuffs only heightened Perseus's euphoria. He looked at his fellow Slytherins and found that he finally belonged somewhere.

Draco slid off his stool and motioned for them to do the same. Perseus gladly followed, hoping that nobody had noticed that they were the culprits. He followed Draco out the door laughing his head off as the door closed behind him. The rain was falling at prodigious speeds, almost like watery bullets raining down from the sky. He saw Draco run into an alley and kick open a door. Perseus quickly followed, keen to see what Draco wanted to show them. Inside was a large stairwell that wound out of sight into the Cimmerian surroundings. He heard Samantha ask what he had been thinking to ask. Perseus, curious to what they were doing their repeated her inquiry, "Yeah, what is this place anyways?"