Electricity - Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

By: Kayani Neko

Chapter Two

Janet pranced around the grounds, enjoying the chilled autumn air as it swirled around her head. It was a good thing classes began tomorrow, or it would drive her mad, not having seen the lake in the daytime. She took in a deep breathe, stretching her arms out and letting the wind blow her coat in all directions. She skipped down the shore, settling into a comfortable position.

She closed her eyes and let the sharp smell of the lake overtake her. The almost brown sugar smell from the castle was subtle enough to compliment it, taking her to her own heaven. The cool wind gave her a chill, but she did not allow herself to shiver. Instead, she felt the sensations it caused. The crisp grass was a bit damp, but not enough to soak through her coat. She snuggled into her scarf, smelling it. It smelled of warmth. Like a smell that reminded you of home, it was indescribable. "What the bloody hell are you doing out here Williams?" A snotty voice spat.

She opened one eye. "You really want to know, or are you simply attempting to start another fight?" She smiled when he couldn't find the right response. "Anyway, I could show you if you're actually interested. It's quite an amazing experience."

He sneered. "Is this what commoners do with their spare time? Sit and think?"

She blinked. "My, you are a simple creature. I wasn't thinking, silly. I was experiencing."

He frowned. "Experiencing?"

She nodded, having turned her attention back to the lake. "Have you ever just closed your eyes, blocked all thought and just experienced the world around you?"

"What the hell do you mean by experience?" He snapped, impatient, yet she could hear the curiosity in his voice.

"It's hard to word. May I show you?" Janet turned her electric eyes on him, expectant.

Without a word he sat next to her, eyeing her suspiciously. "What do I do?"

She smiled an honest smile. "I'm happy to hear you're willing. First," She turned to him. "Close your eyes." He glared at her. "Oh, come on. You can't truly experience something with your most superficial sense dominant." Reluctantly, he closed his eyes. "Good. Now, hear everything, every sound."

The boy listened intently, wondering what it was she heard. That's when he heard it; the gentle crashing of waves on the rocks, the whisper of wind in the trees, the chirping of distant birds, even the soft breath Janet breathed. "Now, smell."

Surprisingly, he followed her direction without hesitating. He smelled some things that were familiar to him; his cologne, the smells from the kitchens. Then he began to smell more subtle things; the sharp smell of what could only be the lake, the pine from the surrounding trees, and something unbelievably indescribable. "Are you wearing perfume?" His voice was soft, not at all harsh like it normally was.

"No," She breathed lightly out, as if she too was in another world. "Next," She continued. "Feel."

He felt the cool grass beneath his fingers, tickling his wrists. He felt the nippy wind. He felt something out of place; an unidentifiable warmth somewhere nearby. "Finally, experience. Put all of those senses together."

It was amazing, he couldn't deny. He felt as if he were in a dream, but clearer. Suddenly, he could see without his eyes. Everything was in bright autumn colors, yet they remained clean looking. Blending together in perfect harmony. "Wow…" He breathed, completely in tune, yet not himself.

"Fantastic, isn't it? I try to experience as often as I can. Away from people of course, they mess with the balance." He finally opened his eyes and turned his gaze to her.

Her eyes were closed, a small smile played on her pouting lips, her face slightly flushed from the cold. Her eyelashes were long, even for a girl, and it had an effect that made them look like black butterflies against her milky skin. She looked incredibly soft. Yet, he looked at everything in this scene with new eyes. The choppy waters of the lake seemed almost warm, welcoming in a way. The trees seemed not frightening, as they used to look, but instead, the looked like dancers against the pale grey sky. "My name's Janet, by the way."

He looked to her, then spoke quietly, reluctantly. "Draco Malfoy." Janet hummed in recognition as she leaned back into the soft grass and relaxed further. As he watched, yet without his notice, she began humming a beautiful tune. "What is that?" He asked.

It was magical, and left an almost trance-like feeling in the air. She paused, halting the trance. Oddly enough, an almost anxious feeling replaced it. "I don't remember. Maybe a lullaby."

"You don't remember?" He made a face. "How do you not know?"

She sighed and sat back up. "I don't remember anything really. Some things come back to me at times, but it's confusing. A faceless woman rocking me to sleep in her arms, a faceless man handing me a broom. It's all rather blurry."

"Wait, are you saying you don't even know your parents?" He looked at her in an accusing way, as if she was lying.

"Yes." She looked at her feet. "I didn't even remember my name until someone told me. Janet," She laughed. "It still sounds funny to me, after all these months." She turned to see something odd in his eyes. "It doesn't matter. What I can't remember doesn't effect me. Anyway," She smiled, standing. "I have a castle to explore. Pleasure meeting you." She curtseyed and pranced off towards the main gate. That was the last they spoke until the Quidditch tryouts.