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I Disclaim.
Chelsey sat in class. Flitwick was lecturing on the uses of cloaking spells. Don't really know how this is going to help me in the future… What the hell was that? Chelsey felt something crawl across her foot. She looked down and saw a giant roach made of paper. On its head was written her name. She froze it and picked it up, careful not to let Flitwick see it.
It unfolded with a tap of her wand. Inside was written in an unfamiliar scroll, "Having fun, Rae?" Chelsey set the paper down, and looked around trying to figure out who sent it. Nobody looked up or seemed to notice anything except the professor. Well, it was charms class, so maybe a charm of her own was needed. She tapped it once to refold it and a second tap to send it back to its master. Once she set it on the ground, it ran forward instead of backwards towards her friends. It stopped at the feet of one Draco Malfoy.
What the HECK! Malfoy? He normally leaves us Ravenclaws alone. I wonder if he is up to something. Chelsey watched as Malfoy glanced down at the bug, and scooped it up and placed it in his bag. He didn't open it. She could have written something on it, she could have set an alarm if he didn't open it, he didn't even check for booby traps. He just tucked it away. This was highly suspicious. Malfoy however didn't give her any more trouble.
That day at least. Or even that week. It was three weeks until Chelsey heard anything from him. It wasn't exactly the period of peace that she had hoped though. She was nervous. She was waiting for him to do something, and because of it she had become even more of a klutz than she normally was. She was glad that it was March. It wasn't warm enough for her to wear anything besides pants, not even tights with her uniform skirt, which allowed her to more easily hide the random bruises from running into stuff.
Chelsey was careful not to let other Ravenclaws see them either. Luna had started comparing them, seeing as they roomed together. She was reluctant for others to know, so that Cho didn't go off and tell Harry, who would tell Ron. Okay, maybe the Golden Trio had better things to talk about, but she didn't want to take any chances.
When Draco next did ANY thing, really, It was in the Great Hall. Chelsey sat down, Luna swatting around her head, warning her about gnargles. Chelsey wasn't really listening she was to focused on the brown owl headed her way, which may have been Luna's point actually. In its claw was an envelope. Chelsey was almost too nervous to open it. She noted the same small, neat scrawl across the letter.
She opened it. Inside was a scrap of parchment, bearing those same words, "Having Fun, Rae?" She looked towards the next table, where the Slytherins were seated. She finally located him, wrapped up in the arms of that Slyth-bitch, Pansy. However, He wasn't giving her the same attention. He was looking at Chelsey. Well, in her general direction, his eyes had that distinctive glazed over look to them. He then seemed to focus on her, and looked away.
Chelsey didn't understand it all. The sudden attention and the notes. 'Having fun?' What the heck was that supposed to mean. Life went back to being quite normal until the last week of May. Chelsey had made overall E's on her N.E.W.T.S. with an O in Charms and Transfiguration, and managed to squeak out an A in Potions. She was starting to finally relax in the Great Hall during dinner one night when an announcement echoed out through the hall. "The Dark Lord has taken the ministry. All who oppose him will perish." Some students were frightened, but Chelsey froze. Voldemort has finally taken his throne. There was no point in panicking, because they weren't going anywhere. She looked over across the hall for Draco. He was there amongst many of the now Death Eaters he often hung out with, a flicker of panic was there in his eyes as well.