Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I'd be with Draco. All I own is the plot, Callista Everwood and Georgia Walker.
By the way there is swearing in here. Specifically referring to the 'F' word formally known as fuck. :)
Claire: Good girl, you know my style. :) Enjoy this.
Back in the common room Georgia was pacing back and forth waiting for Callie to return. Hermione and Ginny were looking at her confused. They knew something was up but couldn't figure out what. Carefully they watched Georgia narrowing their eyes seeing if they could pick something up. All they could gather was that she was worried and couldn't think of anything else to do other than pacing.
The portrait then snapped open. Georgia whipped around and ran towards the door attacking the person. Dragging them towards the light Hermione and Ginny tilted their heads sideways. Nothing was making sense to them.
"What took you so long Callie?!" Georgia shouted at the person.
"Sorry, he just wanted more than normal." Callie responded.
"I swear I'm going to kill him one day." Georgia said.
Callie laughed silently to herself at the irony. Her friends rolled their eyes and went back to their homework. Getting comfortable in the arm chair she curled her feet up and wrapped her arms around her knees before drifting off into a deep sleep.
Rain fell onto the glass windows of a young girl's house. Gazing out at the droplets falling down she sighed. She wanted to go out and play. A large grin grew across her small face. She rushed away from the windowsill and into the coat closet. The door opened again and the small girl emerged with a pair of bright blue galoshes on. She yelled to her mother and rushed out the door.
Her hands were knocking on the door next door, "PD! Open up! PD!"
The door opened and a young boy with white blond hair stood there, "PC!"
"Let's go. Let's go!" The girl called PC giggled.
"But where are we going?" The boy she called PD asked.
"Outside, I wanna jump in the puddles!"
A large grin emerged across his face as he ran into his house, told his mother he was going out to play and came back out with a pair of forest green galoshes. PC smiled, grabbed his hand and pulled him out into the rain. The two rushed out into the rain. They splashed in the puddles, dancing and singing out loud. PC giggled as PD poked her sides, and splashed her with water.
"Dance with me." PC smiled.
The boy looked at her confused, "What?"
"Dance with me Draco." She said again.
He smiled and took her hand, spinning her around. The two could spend hours dancing out in the rain. The girl looked up at him and giggled.
"You're a good dancer."
He grinned, "So are you."
They continued to dance until PC's mother called her from inside, "Callie, come inside. It's time for lunch!"
"I gotta go." Callie said as her head fell.
"But…but…can I come too?" Draco asked politely.
"Of course, come on!" Callie exclaimed.
He smiled and took her hand as the two ran into Callie's house for lunch.
Shifting in the armchair Callie smiled at the memory. Running out in the rain with him was always her favorite memory. He was just so much fun to be around and always seemed to brighten her day up. Slowly she opened her eyes. In front of her stood Hermione and Ginny eager to know what she was grinning about.
"Oh, hi, it was just a memory that's all." Callie explained quickly.
Hermione raised her eyebrows, "About what?"
"Just a friend of mine, we used to dance in the rain when we were younger."
Hermione nodded and sat back down on the couch, not entirely sure what to ask or say. She wanted to know who the friend was that made Callie grin like that, but knew it wouldn't be the right idea. Crossing her arms across her chest she stared at Callie narrowing her eyebrows.
Callie sighed and looked off into the distance. It was true. He was her best friend, but then again he wasn't. He was so different. The way he looked at her and talked to her had changed. He had become the Slytherin Prince. Her best friend in the whole entire world was none other than Draco Malfoy. And she couldn't stop herself from thinking that maybe, just maybe the boy she met before he went into the bathroom was the Draco she remembered.
Perhaps he wasn't so different. There was someone else inside him that wanted to get out. The gorgeous, sexy blond boy was the boy she remembered. He called her PC and grinned like there was no tomorrow. That was the boy she wanted as a friend. Just a friend, it was nothing more. After all it had been far too many years to count.
There was some part of her that wanted to be his friend again but another part that knew it would be a bad idea. If he was going to be two different people, she wouldn't be able to deal with it. One minute he'd be nice and sweet and the next an arrogant asshole. Callie ran her hand through her hair in deep thought.
Georgia eyed her friend worriedly. Lately Callie had been distant, and quiet. Something was up besides her usual problems and late nights. There was something else. Callie didn't usually get bugged easily but today it was bad. Georgia stood up and took Callie's arm dragging her out of the common room and up to their dorm.
"Start talking Callie." Georgia said sitting Callie down on the bed.
Looking up at her friend Callie sighed and shook her head, "I'm not ready to tell people."
Now Georgia was really interested. If she had to keep her in the common room all day she would. Sitting next to her she pouted and widened her eyes giving Callie the 'puppy dog' face. Out of the corner of her eye Callie saw and rolled her eyes. Shaking her head she hung her head low. Georgia sighed and stood up.
"Well you've got Potions now, so you might want to be normal and get down there." Georgia said as she left the room.
Callie sighed to herself, "Just what I need."
She stood up and walked over to the mirror. Her hair was fluffed and her slight eyeliner, re-done. Her skirt smoothed out and her books grabbed, she rushed down to class. Her butt was placed in a chair on the Gryffindor side of the room as she looked over at the Slytherin side. Glad to be on a different side from then she sighed contently. The doors of the classroom burst open with Snape entering proudly. He crossed his arms across his chest and took a deep breath before looking around the classroom.
"Professor Dumbledore is requesting we mix up the partners. He claims we need inter-house relations. I disagree, but he's the headmaster. Everwood, switch with Parkinson. Granger, switch with Cruz. Weasley, Jason, and the rest of you make your own partners with an OPPOSITE house member."
Callie sighed and stood up switch spots with Pansy Parkinson. She groaned when she noticed who she was sitting next to. Dropping her bag next to her desk she sat down. Her books were slammed on the desk as she heard someone mumble something.
"Do you have something to say ferret?" Callie snickered.
"I said how's gorgeous Everwood doing today?" The boy said.
Callie scoffed, "Shove it, Malfoy."
"But I can't help it, you just look so beautiful. I don't think we're going to get anything done this year." Malfoy said smirking.
Callie rolled her eyes and opened her book to the correct page. He glared at her and mumbled 'Bitch' under his breath. Sighing she turned back to look at him.
"What do you want me to say then?" She snapped.
"You could be nicer to me. I'm your partner for the rest of the year?"
"Are you going to be an arrogant prat for the rest of the year?"
Malfoy laughed, "Well that all depends on how nice you are to me."
"And that all depends on how you act." Callie confirmed.
"You're just going to have to get used to how I act because I'm not changing."
Callie dropped her head onto the table, "This is going to be a long year."
Malfoy flipped his book open to the page and began reading the ingredients. He walked over to the cabinet and collected what they needed. Bringing it back to the desks and cauldrons, he began to work. He took the cow's eyeballs and placed them on the cutting board and began to cut them up into small pieces.
"What the fuck are you doing?! NO!" Callie shouted and pulled the knife from his hand.
"Hey! I'm doing what the book says." Malfoy said reaching for the knife.
"It says SLICE not CUT!" Callie stated firmly pulling the cutting board towards her.
"Well then why don't you do it if you're so sure?"
"I would but now you've ruined the fucking eye. Go get another one."
"No. You go get it gorgeous."
"Will you quit calling me gorgeous, you arrogant ass?!" Callie shouted.
"No, I'll call you whatever I want to. Now go and get that cow's eyeball because I did it last time." Malfoy said and slumped back into his chair.
Callie groaned, pushed her chair away forcefully and stomped over to the cabinet. She pulled out another cow's eyeball and brought it back over to their desk. She dropped it on the cutting board, handed Malfoy the knife back and glared at him.
"Now do it right ferret, or I swear I'll hurt you."
"Stop calling me a ferret bitch."
"Stop calling me names Malfoy!"
"I'll call you whatever the fuck I want to Everwood."
Callie sighed, rested her head in her hands and began to mumble, "Why can't you just be like the friend I knew? Why does there have to be two fucking sides? And I have to deal with the bastard side of it?"
Out of the corner of her eye she saw him look at her. She could have sworn that just for a moment, she could see the guy she thought she knew. There was something in his eyes that wasn't so mean. But as she turned her head towards him to look more carefully, it disappeared. Her shoulders dropped and she read the next ingredient on the list.
Belladonna, it was one of the first things students used in potions. She reached for the bottle across Malfoy and dropped a tiny bit into the cauldron. He forcefully pushed her hand away smacking the essence out of her hand. Quickly she reached for her wand and muttered a spell under her breath. The vile flew back into her hand. It was placed on the table and the cork shoved back on.
"You could have spilled it you twat!" Callie hollered at Malfoy.
"But I didn't!"
"Because I saved it!"
"Good girl Everwood." Malfoy teased.
Callie pushed him lightly and continued on the potion. She couldn't stand him. He was a fucking asshole who could go die in a hole. How on earth was she supposed to spend all year being his partner if he was going to behave like this? The rest of class the two quarreled, shouting back and forth. Both of them were sure the rest of the class was getting fed up hearing them shout.
As class finally ended the two finished up their potion, collected it in a vile and rushed out of the classroom faster than anyone could imagine. Malfoy ran one way and Callie stood waiting for Georgia and Hermione. The two girls emerged from the door and stood in front of her.
"Thanks Callie, just thanks. We didn't finish our potion because you were screaming too loud!" Hermione cried.
"I'm sorry. It's not my fault he's obnoxious." Callie said.
"You could at least try to be nice to him and keep him quiet so the rest of us can do work!" Georgia stated.
"We were quiet for a moment, and I swear I saw something shimmer in his eyes."
Just then Harry and Ron came out of the classroom, quickly catching on what the three girls were talking about. They burst into laughter at Callie's last comment. They looked at her and laughed even harder. Harry attempted to say something but couldn't. All he could muster up was a laugh.
"WHAT?!" Callie hollered snapping her head towards the two boys.
"There…" Ron chuckled, "will never," and chucked again, "have a shimmer," and once again, "in his eyes," and burst into laughing causing him to fall to the floor.
Callie narrowed her eyes at the two boys, "But I saw it!"
"Well you saw wrong Callie."
She groaned, whacked the two boys over the head and stormed away from them. Harry and Ron turned to Hermione and Georgia confused. Usually Callie never whacked them; lately it had become a regular thing. Something was bugging her, and they wanted to find out; their heads were beginning to hurt. The two girls shrugged as the four of them walked up to the common room. The two boys proceeded to rub their heads the whole way up.
Hope you liked it. R&R!
-xActDanceWritex
