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Draco walked out of the room Naomi's knife in hand. 'At least there aren't any signs of blood on it.' He thought with a sarcastic cheer.

Knock Knock

The two beats on the portrait awoke him from his pondering so he went to open it. "Yes?" He answered, the knife in one hand, the other resting on the portrait door. "Did you forget you coat?"

((aww thats allright..It's early! Really....really.....really......early gonk ))

"Ah, unfortunately for you Naomi is asleep. If you want to wake the raging monster, be my guest. I'm sure she'd love it if you did. I'll warn you though, she'll assume you took her knife, and all hell will break loose. So if you really came to visit, grab a drink, and I'll wake her up." Draco said through gritted teeth.

He stood where he was, lost in thought. It was clear to most that he was tired. The bags under his eyes were heavy and his normally perfect hair fell across his eyes. "Right....." He muttered, walking towards her room.

((Your welcome to wake her xd ))

((Aww sibling love! How sweet it is *strangle* to be *kick* loved by *punch* Get out of my room! Moooommmm..........right thats enough))

"Right, I'll be getting her now." He said at the thought of having to entertain another. 'Guys are naturally not good at that.' He thought as he walked into Naomi's room.

"Oy! Wake up." He said, poking her side. She squirmed, but remained sleeping. He poked her again and her eyes shot open. A fist connected with Draco's stomache before she realized who it was. "Oh.....s**t...sorry." She said quickly, laughing a bit. "I didn't mean too."

"I'm gl---ad I too--took that knife from you!" He breathed, rolling his eyes. "You aren't sorry. You find this all quite amusing. Oh lets all have a party and punch Draco...What is with you girls and punching me...Bloody Her---You do know thats the 30th time you've punched me in the stomache."

"So you count now?" She said with a twisted smile. "Why did you wake me up." She said darkly, changing the subject.

"You have a guest."

"Oh by golly...What fun." She squealed sarcastically. "Allright...." Her hand dissapeared under her pillow, shortly becoming visable with her wand. She muttered a curse and her outfit had change along with her hair. Baggy black pants and a dark green shirt replaced her mourning outfit. Her messy hair had been placed neatly in a bun. Dark eyeliner magically appeared. "I tweeked the spell to do make up." She added after recieving a strange look from Draco.

**

Minutes passed and Naomi finally emerged from her room. "Hey---"

'Tanya' Draco thought.

"Tanya! Can...I help you?" She asked through gritted teeth. 'I'm sure its in you to be nice....just do it for once.' Her mind thought. 'Yeah, right....and hell will freeze over.'

Busying herself, she conjured a plate of various crackers and cheeses. "Wine...whisky.....butter beer?"

((Hey! I'm sick too! *cheer* Actually....I'm probably considered better by now.....))

"A firewhisky it is then." Naomi said giving a half smile. She walked over to the kitchen and rumaged through the cabinet. "Seems we are out. I've got----gumball shots, red wine...well I think its red wine, and butterbeer."

"Sure..." Naomi said, raising her eye. Shrugging she went back to gathering drinks. She returned minutes later with a tray with two butterbeers and a gumball shot. "Enjoy." She said.

"So Tanya, I assume you payed your respect to the late Kage. Did you enjoy the funeral? I myself thought it was much to crowded. So many students, the little dunderheads. Then again, he was a proffessor, so the entire school must have attended it." She rambled, trying to think of a topic of discussion.

"Yes, I did recieve a cloth and a knife." Naomi said dryly. Turning her head slightly she glanced over at the cloth and 'Wait...where's the knife?' Her eyes widened and she whipped her head towards Draco. "Where is my knife." Naomi hissed darkly.

Draco flipped the knife through his finers lazily. "Don't sleep with knives. You could stab yourself."

"Don't fly with your wand in your back pocket. You could blow yourself up." Naomi spat back at him, pointing her wand at him. "Annoying boy....Stupefy." Naomi muttered watching fly back into the wall, sliding down it. The unconcious form of him let go of the knife. "Accio knife." It flew safely into her hands.

"You are right though, Tanya. Not many of them knew him. Now tell me, why did the 7th years find him strange?"

((Damn, I thought I rped to this!))
"Why did they find him strange? I wouldn't know, not being a 7th year myself. It might have something to do with the whole Grand Protector of Nature thing. And then of course, he was a professor," she finished, somewhat sarcastically. "Just a rumor, anyway. Why do you ask? Do you know a reason that I don't?"

((I am so wiped out!))