A.N./ Ok so the Nicole wishes on each star in the sky that she could own Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black, and James Potter but each night the stars either ignore her or laugh because that has yet to happen… Maybe the Nicole needs connections…
The Nicole doesn't own the HP series, but she did the plot almost all by herself, with a little input from her besties Mana-chi and Ryn-berry! My muses of sorts… though they probably haven't even looked at this yet… maybe the Nicole should do something about that…
Oh and the war just ended towards the middle of the summer, the Nicole hasn't mentioned that but it's kinda implied? So yeah… Just an FYI!
Chapter 3
Draco
I closed the door, the last thing I saw in the room was Granger leaning back putting two little white things into her ears and closing her eyes before she had lain down completely. I closed the door and wondered why she didn't go running back to her friends as soon as the meeting had ended like all the other people. Maybe they had a fight, and all wised up to how horrid they all are? Probably not but that would brighten my mood considerably, then again just about anything could do that right about now.
I see Blaise duck as a shoe comes sailing out of a compartment not that far from me, he ducks easily and steps out of sight of the compartment, and sees me. He smiles brightly and waves his arms way over his head like I'm hundreds of meters away rather than just a few short steps. He even started jumping up and down until a group of first years opened the door beside him and asked him what he was doing. He just smiled and said that whatever he was doing was contagious, making them close the door quickly. Smiling again he looked at me.
"Dude, you look like you had fun, what was that? Head business or something? Don't tell me she ripped you a new one! You didn't do anything yet!" Blaise said leaning towards me as I walked to him. He was a good guy, but really I don't know why he acts like an inquisitive six year old sometimes. I wonder if it's from that fall he had when he was six… Quidditch was never really his game. Actually flying wasn't… Anyway you put it he was doomed if his feet weren't touching the ground.
"I know I haven't done anything yet, I would have known if I did. I had to read the whole bloody rule book. It was just a peace treaty, until she does something to upset me," I said shrugging it off like I wasn't really thinking about it. When really it was the only think taking up my mind, why do I have to paired with Granger? I can get along with most girls, and they are more than happy to get along with me, but I get the bookworm/goody two shoes girl who hates me guts. I don't really know why we are even enemies anymore, I thought the 'good guys' were supposed to accept anyone who joins their cause, that's how it always is. Apparently that's the only book she hasn't read four times, if at all.
I look over at Blaise who is now scanning the hallway over my shoulder then over his own and held his finger over his lips and walked backwards slowly. He kept looking over his shoulder then forward over mine, when he saw I wasn't following him he squatted slightly and waved in a circle to come closer and then he snapped his fingers a few times smiling like he was trying to tell me to hurry up. Sometimes I think he fell from a lot higher than ten feet in the air, maybe a number of times. I can't keep the smile off my face as I finally begin to follow him, and he starts to walk normally and flings a door aside, what I believed to be randomly. Until I heard a surprised gasp of a girl, who soon laughed at Blaise's 'Spy face'.
"What are you doing?" Pansy laughed. She was leaning against the wall opposite the door her legs crossed on the seat beside her. Her short skirt betrayed nothing as she swung her legs around to sit normally, she also tucked her nail file into her small purse that was beside her. She stood and came over to give me a hug. She held me close and laughed as Blaise wrapped his arms around both of us. I groaned and smiled, as they finally let me go. She grabbed my face between her hands and turned my face left and right. "You need food, like seriously, if you turn out to be lighter than me I will kick your scrawny butt into the middle of the lake…" she said, in other words she's worried about me. In Pansy's house all feelings are expressed this way. Right now she's being motherly, and almost no one gets that about her, they just think she's evil, though I'm not saying she isn't. She's just a strange mixture of the two, in the most sisterly way she could she grabbed my cheek and pulled.
"Ow! I'm still using that! And I have no intention of taking it off, or having it taken off," I try to say rubbing my cheek, I hope that sounded ok, it probably came out as a garbled mess but that's not really the concern right now.
"That's a fact, is it?" she said gently putting me in the seat across from her. She then swung her legs back up beside her, without showing anything thankfully, and went back to doing her nails. "So how was your summer, Draco?"
I looked to Blaise who just smiled at me and mouthed 'Your turn' which probably means he'd already gone through this and had no intention of saving me. That traitor.
"You know, hectic during the final battle," I said.
"You know that I have no interest in talking about that," she said looking at me flexing her hand in a way that made her nails look three times sharper. "Now how are you holding up? Do you want to talk about it?"
"No, thank you," I said politely leaning back in my seat and looking out the window. I watched the branches rush back, and also observed how the clouds and sky seemed to be at a standstill behind it. I could still see, out of the corner of my eye, that Pansy had turned her head towards Blaise who was sitting on the other end of my seat. Honestly, the act as though I have a pressing problem on my hands. The only problem I have is now long gone, and I need to get over it. I hope my mom's ok….
The trolley passes in the hallway as Blaise tries once again to explain to Pansy how Quidditch works. She seems to be dating someone on some team at Durmstrang, and she wants to praise him if she when she sees him next… but sadly she isn't being taught by a very good source…
"And the umm….. Keeper, he's the person who blocks the rings on the side? Yeah, he can call if he sees some beater about to nail one of the other player people," Blaise said, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. Pansy, was listening, while pulling out her make-up to do what she called a touch up. She began applying eyeliner, mascara, blush, some of that stuff that's the same color as her skin, and shadow.
"You know when you 'touch up' and end up looking like that I'm pretty sure clowns everywhere are insulted," I say smiling.
"Got a death wish?" she said as she smoothed her fingertips lightly over one cheek in the mirror before showing me the full effect. It really didn't look all that different that it had ten minutes ago, why did she bother?
"Actually I do believe that I'd like to keep alive for a few more days, you know how it is when the first years run in fear of that big oaf," I say leaning back smiling.
"You just don't like him because you were just as afraid of him and he found you hiding. Admit it, he picked you up and even put you in the boat next to his," Blaise said smiling.
"I was not afraid of him… just his size," I say off-handedly. "And I don't just dislike him because of that; do you remember that bloody hippogriff? That evil little bugger…"
"Of coarse Dracey, how could we forget that unprovoked, untamed, hippogriff named… oh what was it again?" Pansy asked mockingly.
"I do believe that it was… Buckbeak?" Blaise said putting his finger to his temple as if he really couldn't remember.
"And they let such a creature around children?!" Pansy said drawing back, with her hand over her heart. "How outrageous! I do think that we should alert the media! This could revolutionize the way school is taught around here!"
"No, it could affect the world!" Blaise said raising both his hands straight above his head.
"Bravo guys, truly you are a laugh a second here," I say clapping my hands slowly. If clapping could sound sarcastic I think I would be able to pull it off. "Though, I do believe that I will be leaving so that I am dressed by the time we get to school."
I stand up then step onto the seat so that I am eye level with my trunk; I look over and feel a smirk come onto my face as I see Blaise's two duffle bags that he uses. I could practically see the time that he set his trunk on fire last year.
He had been trying to cheer me up, so he said he would set off a Weasly Wizarding Firework off in the girls' dormitory, but when Snape had seen him going towards the dorms with a live firework he started to follow him, leading Blaise to throw it into his trunk to hide it. He had just talked Snape into believing that it wasn't in fact a firework but a toy when his trunk, which he had been sitting on, flew four feet in the air and burst promptly into flames. I pull out my clothes that I had left on top, for this reason and jumped down.
"Haven't found a replacement, have you?" I asked Blaise nodding my head toward the bags.
"No… but that's because the bags look cooler. Like I could pack up and leave any second. Chicks dig that," he said.
"No, it makes you look unreliable, and it's only going to be a hassle in the dorms" Pansy said as she pulled out her clothes from a bag next to her.
"Hey now, don't pick on the drifter, he has a tough life…" Blaise said swinging his arm out wide making them both look out the window. "He must travel the country side and city's with no place to call home, he will one day find a dame that will make him settle. Until then he shall roam free!" He then laid his hands flat against the windows and pretended to get chocked up at the thought. "Roam free…."
"You need a hobby," I said rolling my eyes trying to keep the smile off my face that I felt just under the surface.
"I think it will be raising you, little grump," he said as he touched his finger tip to my nose. He then made a spectical of himself as he tried to jump up onto the seat when the train gave a jerk, causing him instead to miss and land on the ground as if he hadn't moved. "Maybe I could be a magician…"
"You already know real magic, why would you want to entertain muggles with tricks?" Pansy asked, chocking it out between giggles.
"Because who else in the world can mean to jump two feet, do that, and end up in the same spot? A magician!" Blaise said spreading his hands out wide in front of him and making them pull to either side of him. He gave them a big cheesy grin, before becoming distracted with the clothes he was pulling them out. "Uh-oh…" he said.
"What?" Pansy asked.
"I do believe that I have a pink shirt…" he said. "Another… and another… and another," he began working faster throwing clothes all over the place, Pansy shrieked when a pair of pink boxers flew by her, only to have a pair of black briefs fall on her lap. She turned deadly as she snatched it off her lap grabbed one of Blaise's shirts off the ground pushing it into this chest hard and grabbed both of us by the back of our shirts to toss us out. She then slammed the door and said she was changing and that they were no longer welcome anywhere near her.
"So… what do you think happened?" I asked.
"My mother has been trying to… cook and clean lately," Blaise shuttered. "Again… but she only just started two weeks ago… I thought I was safe…" he grabbed my shoulders and shook me slightly," I thought I was free man! Free! I was so close! Now nothing…" he sank to his knees as he inspected the shirt in his hands. "I don't think I know a spell for this…"
"I know I don't so I guess you can just use one of mine…" I say handing him the extra shirt I had snagged before Pansy had attempted to kill us.
"You… are my god! A goddess even!" he said hugging my shirt to him.
"I'm not a chick dude… and I'm not your anything," I said walking only to see the size of the line for the changing rooms.
"You wound me oh wise one," Blaise said covering his heart. Until he saw a group of fourth years all giggling and looking at him. "Excuse me goddess…" he said nodding to me. "Ladies! How are we after such an eventfully brilliant summer?" he asked smiling, walking off towards them.
I feel a smile coming and turn away from the crowd. Instead looking for an empty compartment. I got through to the front of the train without finding one single compartment that wasn't almost filled. I look to the prefects cabin, wondering if anyone was using it already, with my luck no one would answer and it would be filled with girls all trained in karate… would that really be such a bad way to get hurt?
I knock on the door to find no response, maybe they won't hit my face. I opened the door slowly, ready to bolt just in case. Though when I looked in I didn't see anyone there. An empty compartment… if I were Blaise I think I would be having a victory dance.
I take off my black polo shirt with my house's crest on the pocket, and bend down to pull off my tennis shoes. I'm just starting to mess with my pants when I hear someone gasp behind me…
Now I'm facing the door so that means someone is in the room. Now if someone's in the room who gasps at the sight of a guy undressing… it's probably a girl, and she's probably going to be armed. I turn slowly to see a pair of brown eyes looking back at me. They were placed under soft brown hair that seemed to surround her. I think I remember it being bushy when she was younger but it seems to have tamed itself out. She still had those strange white things in her ears, and she was gapping at me. Oh yeah, this isn't going to be good.
This is bad, very very bad.
A.N. / Thankies people for reading! The Nicole is so happy that people are reading her story; the Nicole hopes to see you later too! The Nicole will make it her goal to lengthen the chappies k? Ummm….. Nothing else to add, now that the main intros are out of the way let's get to the more interesting part of the story shall we? The Nicole thinks we shall! Ummm please review if you have time or if you have anything to add say uhhhh anything else? Nicole will try to update soon, ok? Peace out everyone!
