Draco was very uncomfortable with this situation. John was quite right about the plant liking him. However, Draco reluctantly acknowlaged that this might be something that he could use to his benefit. He cleared his throat.
"A-HEM. Well, it's certainly very nice to meet you, er..." Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw John mouth Ivy. "Ivy! Yes, I'm delighted to make your acquaintance. I'd really like to talk to you, because..." Draco stopped as he heard a breathy voice intrude his head. It sounded leafy. And cultivated, and earthy, and feminine, and disturbingly like it was trying to be sultry. But above all, leafy.
It was hard to think of how this was possible. Draco settled for an image of leaves flapping in the wind as it inquired, *What would you like to talk about, man-boy?*
Draco forgot himself momentarily, and angrily retorted, "HEY! I am not at all a boy, thank you.... Er. I'd like to know if there's been anything unusual in this place, recently."
The voice sounded very satisfied, suddenly. *There have been many unusual things around here lately, and it has all been good. First our ally came to us, and allowed us to function on a new level. He gave us the tools necessary to dispose of our greatest nemesis. We did so. And finally, you are here, and that is another good thing.*
Draco tried to process this. He didn't even know if John could hear the Ivy, so he decided to continue to ask the questions. "Right, thank you very much. Can you tell me more about this ally?"
*Our ally was an enemy of our nemesis. That is why he was our ally. He had a glow, and he gave us water with the same glow so that we could destroy the nemesis.*
Another angel, thought Draco. That explains the trap, and how they move... "Thank you very much, Ivy," he said out loud.
The plant shifted. *Call me Ivy, again*, Draco didn't quite hear it say. He shrugged.
"Okay, Ivy.... WOAH! That was definitely Innapropriate Touching, right there. Calm down. Oh, no!" he cried as the plant started to snake its tendrils around his body. "John, I think it would be a good idea to leave now, don't you?" The older man made a non-commital noise. "Come on! We're not going to get anything more out of it, and right now I'm worried about what it's going to get out of me!"
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Date: 2005-10-10 06:47 pm (UTC)"A-HEM. Well, it's certainly very nice to meet you, er..." Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw John mouth Ivy. "Ivy! Yes, I'm delighted to make your acquaintance. I'd really like to talk to you, because..." Draco stopped as he heard a breathy voice intrude his head. It sounded leafy. And cultivated, and earthy, and feminine, and disturbingly like it was trying to be sultry. But above all, leafy.
It was hard to think of how this was possible. Draco settled for an image of leaves flapping in the wind as it inquired, *What would you like to talk about, man-boy?*
Draco forgot himself momentarily, and angrily retorted, "HEY! I am not at all a boy, thank you.... Er. I'd like to know if there's been anything unusual in this place, recently."
The voice sounded very satisfied, suddenly. *There have been many unusual things around here lately, and it has all been good. First our ally came to us, and allowed us to function on a new level. He gave us the tools necessary to dispose of our greatest nemesis. We did so. And finally, you are here, and that is another good thing.*
Draco tried to process this. He didn't even know if John could hear the Ivy, so he decided to continue to ask the questions. "Right, thank you very much. Can you tell me more about this ally?"
*Our ally was an enemy of our nemesis. That is why he was our ally. He had a glow, and he gave us water with the same glow so that we could destroy the nemesis.*
Another angel, thought Draco. That explains the trap, and how they move... "Thank you very much, Ivy," he said out loud.
The plant shifted. *Call me Ivy, again*, Draco didn't quite hear it say. He shrugged.
"Okay, Ivy.... WOAH! That was definitely Innapropriate Touching, right there. Calm down. Oh, no!" he cried as the plant started to snake its tendrils around his body. "John, I think it would be a good idea to leave now, don't you?" The older man made a non-commital noise. "Come on! We're not going to get anything more out of it, and right now I'm worried about what it's going to get out of me!"