Disclaimer: I forgot to put this in the previous chapter. I do not own any of the characters that you recognize from the Harry Potter books, they all go to the fabulous JK Rowling, along with The school of Hogwarts and anything else that you can think of that comes up in this story. I can however take credit for a few characters of my own creation, including Toby.
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Of course, my run in with the Malfoy boy had been exactly what I'd expected it to be. I've been watching the kid grow up since the first time I discovered the pathways behind the portraits, I would even go as far as saying I know more about him than he does. Just like many of the other students. Muggles would call this stalking, I like to call it curiosity. Besides, what else is a girl supposed to do in a castle filled with people who she could never get close enough to knowing without them discovering her secret? My parents never told me that I couldn't tell anybody. In fact they told me I could tell whoever I wanted, given that I trust them. But with my many personalities it would mess up my whole system. Not to mention the fact that I know how some of these pure bloods treat muggle-born witches and wizards, I could only imagine what their take on a squib would be.
I brought the boy who'd been tormented to the hospital wing, and then continued back the way I came. Now to those of you may think that a squib who lives in a magical castle doesn't have to learn anything or go to classes, but I'm sorry to say you are quite mistaken. I am able to attend some of the Hogwarts classes that don't include casting spells, riding brooms, or using any sort of magic. Not to mention the fact that I have a private tutor, Professor Burbage, who teaches me all about the muggle world and tells me that I can't live in the castle forever, and I'm going to need to learn how to survive, "out there." With every session she gives me some sort of new gadget. So far she's presented to me with, what she calls, "the most important muggle artifacts." Most of the things she's given me have been completely pointless. However, I have enjoyed my Ipod and computer, both of which are generally used so that I can listen to muggle music, because you sure as hell aren't going to find any Wi-fi in Hogwarts.
Along with my curiosity towards Draco, I've also come across many other important things behind the walls of Hogwarts. For instance, when I was twelve I watched Harry, Ron, and Hermione brew Polyjuice potion, as well as open the Chamber of Secrets. Unlike Draco, I really like the threesome. Every adult at Hogwarts knows exactly who and what I am, they all are aware of the secrecy of the situation. I've only ever been able to confide in two students that attend Hogwarts. Meeting them, was to say the least, an accident. I was squeezing through one of my newly found passages, when I was 11 only to be stopped by two very tall gingers blocking my path. Since I was within the walls I hadn't been wearing any sort of disguise that day, which they were remotely skeptical about, but tossed aside due to their concern for their, "secret jinxing spot." After they discovered that I had no intention of giving them away they introduced themselves as Fred and George, the Weasley twins. The day I met them I didn't tell them my secret, but as I continued to run into them within my passageways I'd had no choice but to tell them, along with the fact that they felt I was obligated to tell them a secret of mine, since I knew the secret of their jinxing spot.
Fred and George were, to say the least, the only family I had outside of my parents. As we grew to know each other they discovered me under each of my disguises and insisted that they help with my appearance due to the fact that in my earlier years my disguises had been as simple as changing my uniform with no alteration to any other part of my body. In fact, they even went as far as making a completely separate appearance for me on the days when I chose to hang out with them in public. For the most part the twins knew all of my passageways, but I had a couple that were still hidden for myself. Today Fred and George insisted on dragging me along for a prank that they'd been planning for their younger brother, Ron. They'd told me to meet them at Headquarters, which was previously known as their "secret jinxing spot." I did so, bringing nothing but a raggedy pair of clothing, knowing that they'd be changing my appearance into what they like to call their Favorite Fake Ging. This time though, they had me meet them at Headquarters at midnight, which seemed odd, because usually their pranks were done during the day, for everybody to see.
"Toby?" I heard a whisper coming from the end of the tunnel.
"Yeah, it's me." I whispered back to George who stood next to the tunnel, holding up a hand for me to balance myself on as I stepped into the open.
"Tobes," Fred said ruffling my hair with his hand.
"Hey Freddy, what's the scoop? Why are we out this late?" I said rubbing my heavy eyelids.
"Well, here's the thing.." Fred began to divulge his plan. As far as I could tell this plan was magic-less due to the fact that it sounded more like a muggle prank. Fred poured out a pile of fluky artifacts. He said that first we were going to put slug goo onto Ron's hand while he was sleeping, so when he woke up he'd have juices all over himself. Then, when he went to get out of bed he'd step on a wet pile of honey, after which he'd continue to the light to figure out what it was that he'd stepped on, the light switch would then trigger the bucket of slime that would pour upon Ron's head, once the bucket has been poured a marble is let loose continues to roll down to the on button of a fan which convientley enough, has a pile of feathers in front of it, which in turn would plaster Ron with feathers creating "The Bird Effect."
After George did the magic on me we stalked up to Gryffindor tower and began to put the prank into motion. We had to be careful that none of the other Gryffindor boys would come upon this trick. We set everything up like we'd planned, it was ready for morning, ready for action. Fred and George insisted on walking me back to my room, but I'd told them that I'd make it back fine, they'd at least insisted on sending me with a lantern so that I wasn't tumbling around in the dark. I took it graciously and fled the common room with little haste.
Sure, Hogwarts was my home, but there's always something eerie about walking through a huge castle at night with nothing but a lantern. Each step I took a part of me would freeze up, scared that something or someone would be lurking around the corner. The sad part is, that it's not unlikely that someone is lurking. I quickened my pace as I walked past the entrance to the Slytherin Common room, a slow breeze was beginning to send chills up my spine. Just as I was about to be rid of that horrid corridor my lantern slowly faded out. It was true, you couldn't see about the castle at all if you didn't have some sort of light, at night it was completely dark, couldn't even see your own feet. I set my lantern down, seeing as it would be no use to me since it had gone out. I tried to feel along the walls, knowing that I couldn't just stand there until someone with a lamp came to my aid. As I continued slowly down the corridor, feeling the walls carefully with every step I knew I was nearing the end of it. I was so close to me room, so close to my safety when I abruptly ran into something quite solid. I let out a quick umf, thinking that I'd run into a statue of some sort. Until I heard a voice some from the statue.
"Who was that? Who's there? Watch where you're walking!" A sly voice demanded in the dark.
"Maybe, if you'd had a light we wouldn't have had the problem," I sneered out, returning to my feet.
"You didn't have a light either." The voice pointed out. I didn't reply, due to the fact that, that was actually a good point. "Lumos." The voice commanded and as a bright light emitted from the persons wand. The wand was extremely bright due to the fact that it was shoved directly in front of my face.
"Get that out of my face." I snapped pushing the wand away.
"We needed light, didn't we? Hey- you're the girl from earlier, the one who gave me lip." The voice I now recognized as Malfoy's. I looked down at my hair which had returned to it's original state, the spell had worn off.
"Why are you out of bed?" I questioned, ignoring his previous statement.
"I don't see how that's any of your business" He replied, repeating what I'd said earlier that day.
"Touche." I whispered. "I need to get to bed." I began to walk in the direction I had originally intended.
"Don't you need a light?" He said turning towards my back.
"Don't have one." I called over.
"Don't you have a wand?" He asked incredulously.
"I left it back at my room."
"Not only are you out of bed at 1:30 but you don't even have your wand on you for protection or light? What kind of dim lighted witch are you?" He judged.
"Excuse me?" I snapped, turning around. "What did you just say to me? It's amazing Draco Malfoy, how you have the ignorance to talk to anybody like that, including myself." I snapped at him.
"Ignorance is Bliss, right?" He smiled back.
"No, not right. It's rude, and arrogant, you have absolutely no idea who I am nor do you have any idea what sort of witch I am." I snapped rearing up to him with rage.
"Rude and arrogant…" He whispered walking slowly towards me while I'd been walking angrily towards him.
"yes." I retorted smoothly, stopping in my tracks. He continued to move towards me, his wand out stretched in his left hand, right had hanging politely in his pocket.
"Listen-" He began, waiting for me to say my name.
"Toby." I said indignantly, too pissed of to create another fake name.
"Toby." He whispered, as he flicked his wand, distinguishing the light. I didn't know where he was, I knew he'd been walking towards me, but I couldn't hear his footsteps, I tried looking around in the dark, but that was no use. So I backed into the wall, which in turn didn't end up helping me at all. A hand crashed down smoothly on my waist, and with it, the other hand gripping my face, as a pair of invisible lips touched mine with harsh impatience. At first, I resisted in shock and reality of who it was that was forcing his lips upon mine. But as I realized what was happening I began not to care, kissing him back with just as much force. I bit his lip, and kissed him back with the passion that I didn't even think was in me. At the last moment I teased his tongue with my own, pulling away, and disappearing into the darkness.