As Keira woke the next morning, she felt majorly refreshed; she hadn't slept so well in a long time. She snuggled into the warmth next to her and opened her eyes. Icy blue eyes were starring back at her, giving her a harsh slap of reality. She was in Draco Malfoy's room, lying in his bed, next to him. "Morning..." Draco had also had a great night sleep, not haunted by the Death Eater raids he had been on.
"Good morning..." His chuckled at the cute whisper. His grin turned to a frown when he heard her stomach growl. Keira remembered that she didn't eat last night. She was very hungry.
"You know, if you would have eaten last night with the rest of us, you wouldn't be so hungry right now and I would be able to lay in bed longer." Draco explained making Keira blush.
"You can go back to sleep, I don't need to eat..." Her stomach growled in protest. She gave a sad sigh. Draco on the other hand stretched and hopped out of bed making his way to the bathroom. Keira continued to lie in bed looking around the room, that's when she noticed her uniform, she would have to change back into it. She got up and quickly changed into her uniform once done she noticed the door. She could make a run for it; he couldn't stop her while he was in the shower. But he would be very mad when he found her gone. And what of the people in the common room? She knew she couldn't face them without him. Before she could think on it anymore, Draco came out of the bathroom in a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. He walked over to her and his arm took its usual spot around her waist.
"Ready to go?" He looked her over for a moment then sighed." I guess you'll be needing a shower and a change of clothes too." He gave a slight groan. "We'll have to take you to the Gryffindor tower." Draco held onto Keira tightly as they entered the Slytherin common room, many heads turned to look at them, in Keira's eyes it looked like a wave, since the heads all seemed to turn at the same time. The wave came at them quickly, and harshly, hitting the rocks, or the kids who didn't look.
"Draco, mind telling us how the bird got in the common room, and don't expect me to believe that you woke up early and let her in." The boy paused and let out a disappointed sigh. "I told you not to give girls from different houses the-"
"Shut the bloody hell up, ranting on about things that don't even exist, she spent the night in my room..." Draco stood proud, but everyone else, it looked like he had said something unknown. Almost like it didn't click in their brains. Keira was interested, but Draco wasn't he quickly pushed her out of the door. Not wasting a second he started for the Gryffindor tower. They arrived in record time and he pushed her to the door. "Go change, I'll be down in the Great Hall." She turned to look at him, but only caught his retreating figure. She stared after him until he was out of site. When she turned to the fat lady's portrait she realized she had no clue what the password was. She leaned against the wall and sunk down, who would possibly come along that would give her the password?
"Hey Keira, you're alive!" Keira lifted her head to see at Neville had just come out of the Tower and was standing over her.
"Neville, will you tell me the password, I didn't get a chance to get it last night." She put her head down a waited for his disapproving glance.
"Ok, it feels good having someone else locked out of the common room." There were no disapproving glance only smiles as he helped her in and waited for her to get ready. They walked down together and she listened to his horrible night of worrying about her. As they entered the Great Hall Keira became nervous, would he come for her. She stood in the Doorway a statue; it wasn't until Neville grabbed her hand and gave it a slight tug she even noticed she had stopped moving. "Come on, Ron will be so happy to see you, he was grumbling all night of ways he could rescue you!"
"He was?" That's all she could say as she was tugged to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Ron.
"Hi Keira, I'm amazed to see you alive." Ron chuckled and he went into great detail of his rescue plans. She listened nodding here and there even giggling. Ron always made her giggle. She didn't seem to notice the icy eyes watching her. Draco was far more then upset the Longbottom had tugged her away before he could reach her, but then he thought she would probably eat better over there. He had also noticed how shocked she seemed from getting all that attention. He was happy they weren't being mean like Pothead and the Mud blood had been the other night. But then he notice she smiled, he had never seen that before. He wanted to know what Weasel had said to get her that way. On the group way out of the Great Hall they bumped into Harry and Hermione. "Harry look who's still alive."
"Keira your ok!" Harry didn't get a chance to say much else.
"So you think you can just come right back to Gryffindor like nothing happened?" Hermione shrieked.
"Honestly Mud blood shouldn't be studying?" Keira starred over at Draco, why was he here, what if he tries to take her? Keira didn't seem to notice in all her thoughts she had latched onto Ron's arm. Draco stepped forward with his group following close behind.
"Malfoy, shouldn't you be whining to your dad about something." Harry sneered, Keira watched both boys tense and she clutched Ron's arm harder. She knew she wouldn't be able to stand it if they fought.
The flames of Draco's temper Ignited. "You know Scar head, if I were you, I would shut the bloody hell up and not test me..." Draco's Voice was deadly, and he made his intentions clear by getting right into Harry's face.
"Why, are you going to tell your daddy-" Suddenly Harry flew to the ground, Draco Malfoy had just hit him. Harry seemed shocked at first, but so he sprang to his feet and swung back. Keira began shaking; she flinched with every hit, getting more nervous by the second. Keira finally couldn't take it; abruptly she screamed "Stop" and a force came from her body shoving Draco and Harry away from each other. Each boy slammed into a wall opposite from the other. Everyone glanced towards Keira, and gasped, Hermione was about to say something when all of the sudden.
"Well, what do we have here?" The student all turned to see professor Dumbledore standing behind them. The old wizard took a quick glance around then laid his half moon shaped glasses on Keira. "Miss Mc Cloud, some trouble?" Keira's eye grew wide with worry. She wondered if she was in trouble for what happened.
"But Professor Dumbledore it wasn't Keira fighting..." Ron trailed off, as he realized Dumbledore did not seem to care. He stepped forward to the girl and smiled.
"Come we'll have a lemon drop." Keira sadly nodded, knowing just having a lemon drop wasn't going to happen. She followed and soon they disappeared down the corridor. The two quarreling boys stood, and as they did so, they each noticed something strange. They were each covered in some sort of glittering, glowing dust.
"Well that was strange..." Draco muttered inspecting the dust.
"Hermione, I think we have another mystery to solve." 'Stupid Potter' Draco Thought, it wasn't that hard of a mystery. Whatever the dust is, it came from Keira. She was not normal and Dumbledore was trying to keep what she is under wraps. The answer would reveal it's self in time, pushing Keira for answers would only make her nervous. Draco felt the sting of his split lip and decided not to visit Madam Pomphery, after all the only wounds he had were a split lip and a bruise here or there.
Mean while in Dumbledore's office, Keira could not let things go very easily. She shook with the intensity of her own nervousness. Dumbledore sat behind his desk just starring at her, which didn't help her much. She thought it best to distract herself until he spoke. She began looking around the room, at the book beyond stacked together, the ancient smell to almost everything, and all of the old Headmaster's hanging on the wall. Keira started to recall the first time she was ever in this office.
(Flashback) "Dumbledore, I can not stress enough the importance of Keira's safety." Dumbledore glanced over at the girl of thirteen; she was clutching a boy's hand, and looking around the room. "This is her guardian Jason, if you should ever feel you need help keeping her safe, we will send Jason." The old man Known as Dumbledore held up his wrinkled hand.
"I'm sure that won't be a problem." Dumbledore then walked over to a shelf of books and reached for the top. He pulled down and very old looking hat. "Now shall we get you sorted?"
(End Flashback) Keira remembered that day well. "Strange that suddenly you have the interest you once did not…" Dumbledore mumble more to him self than Keira. "Due to this attention that you have gained, I feel that perhaps our guardian is needed." He explained with a kind smile. "I shall send an owl to your father tonight."
"No wait, it won't happen again, I lost control but only for a second." The nervous girl bumbled in haste.
"That is sorry to say for the best…" He ended the argument quickly. He than looked to her smiled a sympatric smile. "How about that lemon drop?" Keira took the candy with a heavy sigh. The last thing she needed was to hear from her father. Her first day back was not turning out to be a good one. She needed some peace; perhaps reading her book by the lake would help calm her nerves. Upon arriving at the lake with her book in hand she already felt better. She found a nice shady spot and laid down, opening her book and began to read. She read until there was almost no light left in the sky for her to see the wonderful words on the pages. She closed her book and gave a great relaxed sigh.
"Good book?" A voice suddenly asked. Keira gave out a frightened squeak and looked frantically around for the owner of the voice. The same voice chuckled in amusement. "Keira, up here…" The voice drawled and no sooner had the voice spoke again, did keira glance up. There, reclining back comfortably was Draco Malfoy, with a magazine in his hand. She moved away from the tree slowly, slightly afraid what he might do. Keira just couldn't understand it, how did he always seem to find her alone. Was he following her or something? Both Keira and Draco opened their mouths to speak, but were distracted by a horrifying sounds coming from the forest across the lake. "What the bloody hell was that?" Draco asked, but it wasn't directing it toward Keira, he didn't expect her to know the answer.
"It's a unicorn, the poor beast is either hurt or worried for another creature." Keira explained sadly. Draco observed her as look looked to the forest, the look on her face; it was like she could feel the unicorn's pain.
"How did you know that?" Draco asked breaking her from her trance.
"I read it in a book once." She explained.
"Your not just like that damn Mudblood are you?" Draco sneered looking slightly disgusted.
"Oh no, I just get good grades so my father won't be upset…" Keira tried to keep her voice strong, but talking about her father always made her lose strength. She just hoped Draco didn't notice, she hoped in vain. Draco did in fact notice, he myself had that same problem once upon a time. But now he held no fear of his father, he had seen far worse to be afraid of his father. The dark lord, was compared to 50 of his father, Draco was lucky to have never gotten on his lord's bad side. He was actually in great favors with Voldemort, given gifts and special training, almost viewed as his own son. Draco wondered why Keira held such fear of her father, and further wondered if that was the reason she was so shy.
"Come, I'll walk you back…" Draco dropped the subject, she was too shy to press for information, and she would just tense up and drift further away from him. No, he would gain his answer from somewhere else. But he would have them.