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Claimer: The Marx family will not be apart of Universal Studios attraction. However I will own a Slytherin scarf because...well...I win.
I wanna get in trouble. I want to start a fight.
P!nk
-Draco-
I found myself waiting on Kendra again. And again, I was irritated with this fact. Several times I thought of barging into her room and dragging her into the school in nothing but her night clothes. After realizing Kendra would find some way to extract her revenge on me I ruled the thought out. While timed passed, more students seemed to flood the common room, all going down to the Great Hall to get their classes and eat some breakfast before heading off for these different studies.
Eventually Pansy walked into the common room, smiling seductively when catching my eye. "Good morning Draco." She purred, taking a very close seat next to me on the overstuffed couch.
"Morning Pansy." I said, my mind somewhere else. She seemed to notice.
"What's wrong Draco? Nothing a quick snog couldn't fix, am I right?" Ignoring the posed question all together I faced the dark-haired girl.
"Is Kendra in her room still?" A frown crossed Pansy's face before she could stop herself.
"I don't really know. But let's not dwell on her. I'm sure she can take care of herself."
"Thanks for the help." I muttered sarcastically, standing in one smooth motion, and walking towards the girl's hall. Without turning around I knew Pansy was pouting angrily at my back. All of the years I've known her one of her worst traits is her narcissism. She'd have to wait until later though, because if we didn't get down to the Great Hall soon we'd be missing not only breakfast but classes as well. "Kendra." I spoke calmly, my fist gently tapping on the door.
When no response came, I started to knock a little harder. "Come on Kendra, wake up." Again nothing but silence greeted me. "Stupid wench." I growled under my breath, pushing the door open and striding into the room. There on the full sized bed, a lump laid underneath dark green quilts. I smirked and decided to teach Kendra a very valuable lesson she wouldn't forget anytime soon. "Aguamenti!" I pointed my wand that was now shooting out water at the lump that was Kendra.
Immediately she awoke, screaming and thrashing, trying to figure out what was happening. I muttered a few more words to make the incantation stop, and stared at Kendra with a smirk rising on my face. Eventually those wide green eyes landed on me, and just as I had expected they lowered into fiery slits. A big amount of hurt was coming my way.
"What. The. Hell." Her words left her mouth slowly, and I could tell by her tense jaw she was gritting her teeth.
"Seems I've killed two birds with one stone. I've woken you up and you don't need a shower now. You should thank me." In one motion the blankets that were covering Kendra's body were a heap of heavy cloth on the floor. She swung her pale legs over the side of the bed, gingerly rising to her full height. Wet pieces of hair fell into her face as her vexed eyes stayed trained on me as she slowly made her way towards the door.
"Draco Malfoy, I'm going to kill you. No! Actually I'm going to do far worse than kill you. I'm going to embarrass the hell out of you in front of everyone and then-" I cut Kendra's acrimonious speech off.
"That's all fine and dandy Kendra, really, it is." A small smirk formed at the corner of my mouth, only to fuel fire to Kendra's livid attitude. "But, you need to get dressed and we need to get down to the Great Hall. You and I both know that you won't be happy if you miss breakfast." She opened her mouth before closing it, obviously having no retort. With a prominent scowl clouding her features, Kendra stormed through the room, grabbing bits and pieces of her uniform before heading into the bathroom.
While she managed herself I put together her bag, throwing in the different books she'd need for today's first lessons. Also throwing in different academic accessories, that fell to the bottom underneath the heavy textbooks.
"Alright. Happy? I'm dressed." Kendra was nothing but a blur of green and black as she rushed out of the room.
"Damn woman." I growled, glaring at the doorway, picking up both of our bags and following her out. It was when I stepped into the hallway of the school Kendra actually took her bag. "About damn time." My voice still held a tone of agitation. Kendra just sniggered at me, throwing the strap of her bag on her shoulder, and started walking away. In a few strides I found myself walking next to Kendra, who was barking orders at a first year who was lingering in the halls.
"I'm hoping for a few free periods." Kendra said in an almost dreamy voice.
"As am I." I nodded, thinking I could use the free periods to figure out a plan to finish the Dark Lord's request. It was only the first day back, and I did have all year to complete the mission, but a lot was riding on my success, so the faster I got the job done, the faster my family would be out of danger.
Our walk to the Great Hall was a brisk one, since the dungeons weren't far. Bustling students created a very soft yet hectic atmosphere as everyone ate and got word of their classes from their house's head. Kendra and I took seats not too far from where Snape was cutting into a student with his calm, demeaning tone.
While we waited our turn for permission for our designated courses we dug into the plates before us. I had learned skipping meals wasn't a good idea when you only had three chances to get them. Kendra slowly pulled a fork up to her mouth, and began chewing just as slow, her green eyes half lidded. The site was amusing.
"What are you smirking at?" She asked, after finally swallowing the bite.
"The way you're eating your food." Kendra put her fork down, and smacker her lips a couple times before slowly turning to give me an agitated stare.
"Why are you torturing me today?" She folded her hands on the table, waiting patiently for an answer I didn't have.
"As to doing what any other day Miss Marx?" Both of us turned to see Snape standing behind us, looking bored as usual. Kendra's shoulders slumped as she sighed, and took another bite of food.
"As to doing nothing of importance Professor."
"I'm sure." Snape drawled, looking over two sets of parchment. "Miss Marx, I see you did not receive high marks on your Potions O.W.L.s. You always did lack talent in that class." Kendra's face fell and she glared at her breakfast on her plate. I sniggered and tried covering with a drink from my goblet. "Divinations is another story on the other hand. You're allowed to proceed onto N.E.W.T. level. In fact the only class you aren't allowed to proceed into N.E.W.T level is Potions." He thrusted the piece of parchment at her, and she glared up at him as he turned to me.
"Mr. Malfoy, it seems you did exceptional in all areas of your O.W.L. exams." Snape said nothing more and threw the parchment onto the table, before moving onto the next Slytherins.
"Well, you longer have to deal with the 'P' word." I said, turning to Kendra. Even that bit of news didn't bring a spark of happiness to her face.
"This is true, but I still have to deal with Snape. I'd rather have detention all year than have him as a teacher." After washing down another bite with some pumpkin juice she grabbed her bag from underneath the wooden bench and stood up.
"Where are you off to?" I asked, my brow furrowing.
"I'm heading off to Divinations early. The walk nearly takes ten minutes! I'll see you at later, and I take it we both have Charms after that. So, until then, okay?" Grudgingly, I waved her off, and went to finish off whatever was left on my plate. This was going to be the first year I didn't have all courses with Kendra. Interrupting any thoughts of the blond that left just a few minutes ago, Blaise sat loudly across from me, giving me a curious look all the while.
"What's wrong with you?" My eyes quickly scanned the doors of the Great Hall to make sure Kendra had actually left. Part of me wished she would come back in and say she forgot something, but another part of my mind told me I was going to walk down to the dungeons by myself this morning.
"My classes." I rolled my eyes, hoping that would cover any lingering emotion that swam in my eyes. Obviously my sarcastic demeanor wasn't enough because Blaise's dark eyes lit up and his lips curled into a smirk.
"Awww, what's wrong Malfoy? Sad you don't have classes with Kendra?"
"Oh shove off Zabini." I snapped at the dark colored boy. The last thing I needed was to be hounded before school began. Didn't people realize this was Kendra? The girl that'd spent more time with me than my own parents did. The girl that had never once made a move to get past a friendship with me. The girl that had watch me date and snog over half a dozen girls. "You know Kendra and I aren't like that." Not wanting to continue this conversation, I picked up my bag, shoved the bench back and stormed out of the Great Hall. With my fate looming overhead I didn't have time to worry about romantic rumors.
Slughorn's new takeover of the dungeon was quite a change from Snape's dismal setting. Curtains were open and smoke from different cauldrons rose into the air, swirling up to the stone ceiling. for. Several other Slytherins sat around me, across from Granger. I was a little intrigued that Potter and Weasley weren't here as well. Though, from Snape's cruel remarks both of them were as bad in Potions as Kendra was. The one tiny thought of my blond mate brought all of my thoughts back to her. Currently, I wondered how she was doing in her morning Divinations.
-Kendra-
"Look beyond to see the distant black voyage!" Trelawney was shouting, throwing her arms into the air. I sighed and closed my eyes tightly, trying to get the black behind my eyes shift into something else. After several minutes of having my eyes squinted shut I sighed again and opened them. Trelawney was glancing over her students looking for some prospect of success into seeing a sign of the future through their eyes.
Others, like me, were having no such luck. I could see the future, but I couldn't force myself to see it. How were people able to make such predictions happen? Reading tea leaves? Quite easy. Reading a crystal ball? Another easy task. Forcing myself to look into my eyelids to find a glimpse into the future? Way too bloody hard! And the fact Trelawney was all riled up about the other Divinations teacher Firenze.
Usually, Divinations was an easy class for me, but by the way things were going, this year was going to be a lot rockier than my other years. Which made me grumble and ignore Trelawney's cries at other students who didn't have their eyes closed. I had this class in a doubled block, but apparently that was going to make my mood worse. Divinations for two hours now seemed like a very horrible idea.
Eventually the bell chimed and all of us made our way down the tower and to our next classes. Luckily I had mine with people I could stand being around. Draco being one of them. The walk from the North Tower to Professor Flitwick's classroom over by the West Tower seemed to be taking longer, as if my yearning feelings to be around people I was comfortable with slowed time down.
"Kendra, you do have this class." Pansy smiled slowly, when I dropped my book bag beside her.
"Yeah, it just took forever because I just came from Trelawney's class." The girl wrinkled her nose at the name.
"You're still taking that crazy bat's classes?" I shrugged, and pulled out a quill, parchment and my Charms book.
"Yeah, I actually enjoy it and it's something I'm very talented at."
"Pft. It doesn't take talent to be good at a fraud of a class." This little comment came from across the isle at a Gryffindor table.
"Weasley, so help me Merlin, I'm going to shove that quill so far up your arse you're going to be spewing ink from your mouth for months!" I pushed myself away from the table I just sat down at and made my way across the isle, forgetting my wand in the inside of my robes. An arm swiftly caught me around the waist and pulled me back towards the Slytherins in the room.
"Calm down Kendra. That filthy blood-traitor isn't worth detention or even talking to." Draco was glaring at the Golden Trio across from us. I huffed angrily, and took my seat again. Draco scooted Pansy over so he sat in the middle of us.
"I'm amazed you haven't killed them yet Kendra." Blaise said, smirking. I looked over my shoulder, glaring at the other side of the room.
"Oh trust me, when I get the chance their heads will be the first to hit the floor." Draco clamped a hand over my arm and gripped it tightly.
"Watch your words." He whispered close to my ear. I then noticed Harry had his wand drawn and was pointing it at my chest. How I missed that before I wasn't really sure. My shoulders rose and then dropped again as I inhaled and exhaled one deep breath.
"Bring it on Marx." Harry growled, taking a step forward.
"I'll gladly kill the Chosen One." I growled back, taking my wand from the insides of my robes and pointing it back. Before a spell could be muttered Flitwick walked through the doors, and I quickly placed my wand on the table, moving to my seat. "That stupid bastard. Who does he think he is?" All my dark mutterings were drowned out by Flitwick's loud introduction into N.E.W.T. level Charms class.
At some point he stopped lecturing and let us start on our assignment about moving rocks or something. I was a bit too busy conceiving nefarious thoughts about Potter the Boy Wonder across from me. "Do you plan on starting your work anytime soon?" Draco's chiding brought me out of my sinful scheming.
"Oh...er...right." I stared blankly at my pile of rocks for a moment, biting the corner of my lower lip. "What are we supposed to be doing?" I asked Draco, not looking at him.
"Oh for Merlin's sake Kendra Danielle." He murmured to himself before explaining the process in which I should have paid attention to the first time.
"Alright, I can do this." I kept murmuring little positive sentences to myself the entire time as my rocks shook with my effort. Next to me Draco had gotten his to dance like they were supposed to. "Horse dung." I hissed, focusing even harder on my pile. Draco chuckled next to me and started messing with me.
"Come on Kendra, you can do it. There's pudding in it for you." Snide little remarks kept getting thrown at me and they weren't helping my focus at all.
"Stupid sonofabitch, I'll show you-"
"Almost Miss Marx." Professor Flitwick's sudden appearance and praise stopped my sudden threat towards the blond boy next to me. Through my peripherals I could see him covering his laughter. He was dead after this class.
"Thank you Professor." I mechanically spat, turning my attention back to the quivering stones in front of me. "Okay, you little buggers." With a last effort I said the incantation once again, and finally the pile of stones started to dance to one another's movements. In fact the action was cute and amusing, which helped lighten my mood up substantially.
"About damn time." Draco sneered, though I could hear the playful tone underneath.
"Ah, shove off. It's not a good first day."
"Pft, when is it?" The blond's snorts made me roll my eyes.
"Um...how about every other year I've been here."
"Lunch is after this and then break, so you have nothing to worry about."
"Too true." For the rest of the time Pansy and I gossiped over little doodles we found ourselves making on scratch pieces of parchment. Several times I tried talking to Draco, but the git was stuck inside his own head. At this point I didn't want to know. He'd tell me when he told me because I had too much on my own plate to worry about his issues. "This class takes forever!"" I groaned, and felt stupid when the bell rang a few seconds later. Students began gathering up their items and were either heading down to the Great Hall or to their common rooms to relax until their next classes. Taking the smarter choice of the two, Draco and I headed down to the Great Hall to grab something to eat before heading down to the dungeons.
"So, why are you so quite today my dear Draco?" I asked, once we were sitting at the table. Draco looked up from his plate and it seemed like he had to snap himself out of some deep trance. I frowned, and cocked my head to the side. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah...I'm fine. Just tired is all."
"It's lunch time. On the first day nonetheless. And we haven't even gotten to Snape's class yet."
"I didn't sleep well last night." Draco mumbled, cradling his forehead with his hand, soothingly rubbing his fingertips over one temple.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked, more gently, placing one of my hands over the one making a fist on the table.
"I said, I'm fine!" He snapped, yanking his hand out from underneath mine. Shock replaced any calm demeanor I had, but the shock was quickly replaced by a cold, blank stare.
"Fine." I replied, in a very clipped tone, grabbing my book bag from my feet and storming off. If Draco wanted to keeps secrets I'd let him. My surroundings blurred around me, and all I saw was a couple of feet ahead of me, which would explain why I didn't see the person I ran into until it was too late. I opened my mouth to unleash my hell-bound fury, but stopped short when I saw it was Nott standing before me.
"What's the rush Kendra? Going to be late?" For a scrawny scrap of meat, he had as much arrogance and confidence as Victor Krum did.
"No." I snapped, shoving past him, trying to regain the few seconds I had just lost.
"Whoa," My ex took a step towards me, positioning his arms out in front of him as some sort of peace treaty. "Calm down a little Kendra. You act like your talking to a Gryffindor." I snorted before I could help myself. Of course he would use some kind of house comparison. Why the hell not?
"I'm not in the mood right now to deal with you Nott." Again, I turned to continue on to the Slytherin common room, but again, Nott was determined to stop me.
"Kendra, you know you can tell me. And you also know you can call me Theo." My shoulder rolled back just a tiny bit, and I found myself having a hard time looking Theod-Nott in the eyes. Old feelings would not resurface damnit! They just wouldn't!
"I know what I can call you, I just choose not to. As for keeping you in the loop about my life, let's just say that option sailed last year." This time I was dead-set on leaving. I'd physically have to hurt Nott if he tried to stop me this time. If my anger kept bubbling like this, then I'll be damned if it was going to be a problem he could escape without a quick trip to the hospital wing.
Instead of walking the opposite direction like I was very much hoping he'd do, Nott walked with me to the dungeons, where we both entered our common room. The tense silence was grating on my already frazzled nerves. I already had one problem with a guy on my hands, I sure as hell didn't need two! Finally I just snapped. Halting and turning on my heel I started yelling in the common room.
"Nott! For Merlin's sake just leave me alone! I don't want to talk to you! I don't want you to walk with me! You made your choice damnit, and now I'm making mine!" During my moment of pure annoyance, I failed too take in the other students currently residing all around the room. First years that were scattered in places looked at the two of us with wide eyes. They truly had no idea what was going on. The other years knew exactly what was going.
A boy was trying to rekindle an old flame with his ex-girlfriend and the girl was turning down these said advances.
Was that really the case? Maybe, but it sure as hell wasn't the entire story.
"Go back to your own work!" I snapped. Everyone was really pissing me off today, and it all started with one person. Draco fucking Malfoy. That boy was in for a world of hurt the next time I saw him.
-Draco's POV-
Annoyed, I tapped my fingers along the table, staring deeply into my food. Kendra was acting like some wounded girlfriend because I wouldn't open up. I scoffed at the woman in question. After she stalked off to go sulk in private I immediately went back to my thoughts. Of course I had to snap at some nearby students who had a burning curiosity as to why Kendra and I seemed to be in a fight.
Were we in a fight? I sure as hell wasn't mad at her. I knew she definitely couldn't say the same thing for me. Just by the last look she gave me before she left I knew she was extremely pissed at me. That cold, blank stare was reserved for the people she truly loathed, and found vile. Part of me was deeply hurt to receive such a look from one of the only people I consider close. Another part of me was ready to fight her back if need be. And the last part just didn't care. It seemed better for her to hate me than be close to me. Right now at least.
"Why did Kendra storm off?" Blaise asked, taking a seat across from me. How we were the only two eating amazed me. It seemed no one else that I wanted to be around wanted to eat at the same time.
"Shut it." There. I put that simply enough. Those two words said I didn't want to talk about. Blaise let an amused smile slip onto his face and at that moment I wanted to knock it right off his face. In his mind I knew he was taking joy from my and Kendra's problems. Sure, I knew that was Blaise and sure, I did it when it was other people. But Kendra and I weren't other people. We were best mates practically since birth. Stupid little tiffs didn't get in our way. And I didn't enjoy people taking pleasure in our downfall.
"So touchy Malfoy." This time a snicker escaped his parted lips. For a moment I contemplated whether I would get more satisfaction in harming him by my wand or by my hand. One would give a different effect, and I was feeling quite in the mood for a little blood to be drawn. Kendra's stormy exit seemed to bring forth this mood.
With one swift motion I cocked my arm back and brought it forward all within a few seconds. Blaise really didn't see it coming, but in the time he did have to react it was just mere thoughts. Then he was on the ground and I was picking up my book bag and exiting the Great Hall.
Kendra and I were going to sort this out now. Whether it end in a bigger fight or in a tighter bond. Either way we were going to talk.