A/N Why hello there, readers! Please don't kill me! I'm sorry about the wait but I kinda lost inspiration for a while. Meh. Oh well.
I don't feel like doing mental-hour todayy so NO I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. GAH. STOP RUBBING IT IN MY FACE JK ROWLING AND YOUR LAWYERS! ;(
Harry: It's alright.
WBTL: GO AWAY I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW.
Ron: Sorry mate, but you don't have a choice. We're in your mind.
WBTL: MAKE IT STOP!
*Draco hits WBTL in the back of her head and makes her go unconscious*
Draco: *rolls eyes* So overdramatic. Here's Chapter 4, but I don't rlly like it...
Audrey: ...fine then.
Draco: :|
Audrey: :\
Chapter 4: Oh, Bloody Hell.
Daffodil's POV:
It was mid-June, and all three children were bored out of their minds.
But, why? It was Summer! They should have been running around outside and laughing to their heart's content.
Instead, they were locked up inside under strict orders from their guardians.
Though the three children had very diverse personalities, they seemed to get along quite well.
One was a witty, young, blond boy. From a rich, pure-blood family and destined for greatness.
Another, the son of a beautiful witch that married seven times, with each husband mysteriously disappearing. And though he pretended to be cool and indifferent, he had a great heart and cared for his loved ones dearly.
And lastly, a stunning black-haired girl with a stubborn and quirky personality that extremely differed from that of her mother and father.
No POV:
Audrey huffed out a big huff of air.
"I'm BORED." She was walking in circles inside the library of Malfoy Manor, while balancing quite a thick book on her head.
Blaise was sitting on a luxurious, green armchair nearby and reading what seemed to be an interesting book, seeing as he wouldn't talk his eyes off of it.
Blaise looked up.
"Audrey, we're in a library. Read a book, you dimbo!" He intended it to be an insult, but couldn't help but chuckling at the girl's odd behavior.
Audrey pouted.
"But books are boring! Can't we play tag outside?" She whined as she added another book on top of her head.
"No. We could play wizard's chess." He replied without looking up from the book.
"But I'll-"
"Lose? Most likely, yes." He laughed as he flipped a page. Audrey rolled her eyes before snatching the book out of Blaise's hands.
"Hey! Mind you, I was reading that!" He exclaimed as he tried to get the book back from her.
But it was hopeless. Once your possession's had found their way into Audrey's hands, they were gone for good.
Audrey placed Blaise's book on top of the other two on her head and began waltzing around the room.
Blaise raised an eyebrow.
"What're you doing?"
"Practicing the dance Aunt Narcissa taught me." Audrey lifted the edge of her black, frilly skirt and began humming.
"Are you...humming?"
"Why, yes, I am."
"God, you must really be bored."
"Mock me all you want but I'm not the one who doesn't have a teaspoon of curiosity of where his best friend is." Audrey sang as she continued waltzing.
Blaise perked up as he suddenly remembered.
Draco!
"Where's Draco?" He questioned as he followed her further into the library. Audrey continued waltzing.
"How should I know?"
"Because he's your cousin?"
"Well, mind you, he isn't a very good one. Do you remember what he got me for my ninth birthday?" Audrey snapped but quickly composed herself and continued her graceful dance.
Blaise laughed. He remembered the look on Audrey's face when she opened the box and found a train ticket. To Azkaban.
Draco had gotten smacked in the back of the head for it, and was forced to apologize, though.
"Hahaha! Just you wait mister until the day we both get tickets to Azkaban on our birthdays! He'll get tired of you too!"
"Whatever you say, Audrey. But where is Draco? If he went outside we'll all get into trouble."
Audrey rolled her eyes and stopped waltzing. She took in a big breath of air.
"DRAAACOOOOOOOOOOO!" She screamed. Blaise covered his ears.
"MERLIN'S BEARD AUDREY WILL YOU KEEP IT DOWN I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" Blaise and Audrey looked up and saw a drowsy Draco coming down the stairs from the second story of the library.
"Found him." Audrey rolled her eyes and put another book on her head and began walking around. Blaise looked at Draco.
"You were sleeping?"
"I wish. But I couldn't sleep a wink with all the noise you lot were making." He grumbled. Blaise smiled a half-smile.
"What do you want to do?" He asked. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Wizard's chess?"
"That's for two people."
"Fine then. Read?"
"No!" Audrey replied from the other side of the library. Draco sighed.
"Well we can't go outside. There's not much to do."
"We could play hide and seek." Audrey offered as she continued balancing books on her head.
"What are you, four?"
"It was only a suggestion."
"Not a very good one. Do you have any others?"
"Mmm...Truth or Dare?" Audrey walked over to them. Draco and Blaise raised an eyebrow and looked at each other before bursting out laughing. Audrey gave them both a dark glare.
"That's even worse."
"Why not? It could be fun!"
"No, Audrey."
"Oh, come on. Blaise?" She looked at him for help. Draco shot him a glare. Blaise gulped.
"I...guess...we could play a round or two." Audrey smirked in triumph as she sat down on an armchair.
"Alright...Draco. Truth or Dare?" She questioned.
"Why do you get to go first? And why me?"
"Stop complaining. Truth or Dare."
"Fine...dare." No way was he spilling any secrets.
"I dare you...to steal Uncle Luscious's staff." She had a mischievous look on her face. Draco went pale.
"I refuse. Pick another dare."
"It doesn't work that way."
"Too bad. Pick another one. Never mind then, it's my turn." Draco grumbled. Audrey sat back in her armchair with a look of disappointment on her face.
"Audrey...Truth or Dare." Draco asked with his signature smirk. Audrey raised an eyebrow.
"..Truth." She replied. I smiled.
"True or False: Your mother has recommended you for Azkaban." Audrey's eyes grew wide in horror.
"WHAT KIND OF A STATEMENT IS THAT? OF COURSE FALSE, YOU TWAT." She huffed.
"Why so defensive?"
"DRACO-"
"Enough!" Audrey and Draco turned to look at a frustrated Blaise.
"It's my turn. Truth or Dare, Draco." Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Dare...but don't you even think about-"
"You won't back out of it?" Blaise interrupted him. Draco squinted his eyes.
"It depends what it is."
"You can't. You backed out of the last one. Swear your won't."
"OKAY, okay. I swear I won't back out of this dare. Merlin's Beard, Blaise!" Draco stared at him with a bewildered look on his face.
"I dare you to kiss Audrey."
A few moments of silence passed. Draco stood with his mouth hanging wide open, Blaise stood with a smirk, and Audrey had a shocked expression on her face.
Draco and Audrey then began to protest.
"No backing out! You swore on it, Draco!"
"Maybe he did, but I didn't!" Audrey whined. Blaise waved it away.
"The sooner you get it over with, the better, Draco." Draco gulped.
Audrey had a facial expression that read you aren't honestly going to do it, are you?
And at that moment with both Draco and Audrey's hearts pounding at a hundred miles per hour, Draco leaned in to kiss Audrey.
Their soft lips brushed each other ever so slightly-
The three children were then ripped out of the scene with a new event to take its place.
A man with an inhuman face stood, with a snake slithering at his feet. He turned slowly and faced the other person in the room with him.
They were standing in the middle of Professor Dumbledore's Office.
The inhuman man had turned to face Professor Dumbledore, and shot the third and deadliest unforgivable curse at him.
Except the spell caster was now a 16 year-old Draco Malfoy with an inhuman face that matched that of the other man-Tom Riddle.
Albus Dumbledore fell to floor with an uncharacteristic screech.
Draco Malfoy walked over to the fallen body of Albus Dumbledore.
Except it wasn't Albus Dumbledore anymore. It was a petrified Audrey Wright.
Then, it less than a heartbeat, a snake slithered out of the girl's robes and jumped towards Draco Malfoy's face, with its venomous fangs ready for att-
Draco's POV:
I woke up with my heart pounding in my chest and my bed sheets twisted in a mess around my body. I sat there for a couple of moments and just processed what I had just re-lived.
That memory was from nearly six years ago, but it had never crossed my mind once since the day it happened. Audrey had been completely wiped from my mind.
And yet, there I was, my heart pounding just as fast as it had six years ago.
I swung my feet off the bed and recalled the second dream. Nightmare.
I'd had dreams like that before, but this time...it was different. They were getting worse.
Which brought me to another topic I had forgotten...Audrey's mysterious locket.
I stood up and dressed, before taking the apple I had placed on my suitcase and heading out of Slytherin Dungeon.
The Room of Requirement hadn't changed at all. It was still cluttered with junk and useless things that wanderers had stored when they stumbled upon this interesting place.
But I was looking for something specific. Something that I needed. Something-
I stopped walking and noticed a giant sheet draped over an oddly-shaped object. I went up and pulled the sheet off.
Ahah.
The Vanishing Cabinet.
Audrey POV:
Professor Dumbledore hadn't bothered me since our last meeting when one of his books almost "accidentally" smacked me in the head.
I didn't mind at all. It was a lot easier to remain in the shadows and be unnoticed-considering my situation. Still, that was also quite impractical considering the fact that first years almost ate me alive while asking for autographs and pictures in the corridors.
I chuckled a bit as I entered my next class. Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Making my way through the slim rows and finding a desk, I noticed how dull and depressing the room looked.
Right...Sniffles is teaching this class. I thought.
A few moments went by without the appearance of our professor so I used this to my advantage and whipped out my song writing book.
I spent the next few minutes tapping my foot and scribbling notes down on the sheet.
I was so absorbed I didn't realize that someone was hovering over me.
"Miss Wright..." I nearly jumped out of my seat. Merlin's beard! Snape stood with his arms crossed and a raised eyebrow. "Your lack of participation is not appreciated in this class. If I catch you doing...extra-curricular activities again, ten points will be taken from Slytherin. Do I make myself clear?" He said in a monotone voice. I nodded slowly and slipped the notebook back into my backpack.
"Good...As you all know I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor." He began as he crossed his arms behind his back and made his way towards the front of the room. "My methods of teaching this matter differ from that of your previous instructors but I ensure you will make your transition quickly and without hesitation." Snape continued. I raised an eyebrow.
Well, isn't he a ray of sunshine...
"This class is a double-class so it includes students of Slytherin..." He looked towards one side of the class.. "And Gryffindor." He looked coldly at the other half.
"For this reason, Professor Dumbledore has decided to try a new method of teaching this year." He made a pause as if to prepare us for what he was going to say next.
"All students will have a partner they will do all activities with from the other house-" Before Sniffles even had a chance to finish shouts of protest filled the room. They were all very nice and pleasant things such as:
I don't want to be paired with a bloody SLYTHERIN! They're all assholes!
Wait till my Father hears about this! A high-blooded Slytherin being paired with a FILTHY Gryffindor.
Oh, there where much meaner things said of course. But I believe those were the ones closest to being rated...teen.
"Enough." Sniffles snapped. The yelling soon began to die out. "These are the rules and they won't be changed. Your partners have already been picked. When I call your name, find your partner and SIT. DOWN." Snape rolled his eyes and walked over to the first row of desks.
"Zabini. Patil." He began. Blaise groaned and I snorted and tried my hardest not to laugh.
Oh, this was going to be good...
"Crabbe. Thomas." The boy who seemed to be Thomas (A/N: That's Dean!) cursed rather loudly and walking sluggishly to his seat.
"Parkinson. Weasley." Ginger mumbled something along the lines of bloody hell... before falling into a chair.
"Longbottom. Greengrass."
The professor continued for a while: calling out more names while students cursed and yelled and even...prayed.
"Malfoy-"
I immediately perked up. I noticed that Potter had eyes the size of golf balls and he appeared to be mumbling something...a prayer?
"Finnigan." Finnigan, also known as the boy who had almost blown my cover, mind you, yelled out a curse so loud he was rewarded with a smack on the back of the head by our Professor.
"Wright..."
I looked up at the Professor.
"Potter."
My eyes wandered the room and stopped at Potter and our eyes locked for an instant before we both got up and strode over to our assigned table.
Sniffles called out a few other names before walking up to the pedestal near his desk.
"These will be your permanent partners for the rest of the year. There will be no changes under any circumstances. Do I make myself clear?" He questioned, his eyes darting across the room.
"Good. Open up your books to page-"
"Sir?" A voice ran out. I turned and looked at the mud-blood genius from my potions class. She was a bit annoying. Sniffles sighed dramatically.
"Yes...Miss Granger?" He seemed to be forcing the words out of his mouth.
"What exactly will we be doing with our...partners?" She wrinkled her nose in disgust and she turned to face Goyle, who smirked at her.
"Your inquisitiveness and curiosity never seem to come to an end, do they? If you must ask, all your assignments shall be down together. This includes daily assignments, projects, along with all the other things we do in class. Does that answer your question, Miss Granger?" Snape replied, grimly. Granger lowered her head and nodded curtly.
"Good. Now, open up your books to page 74 and begin taking notes." Other students in the class began to moan as they slowly began to take out their books and begin reading.
I began reading as well, but I slowly drifted off and began to stare at Potter.
Oh, don't give me that look. Not that way.
Just out of mere curiosity.
Being so up close to made me notice how tense he was, seeing as veins in his neck popped every once in a while.
Which also made me begin to think about his past. In some aspects, it matched mine.
For one thing, we both were born with something we didn't want.
Him...being the "Chosen One"
Me...
"Umm...Audrey, is it? Can I help you?" I blinked a couple of times before coming to back to the real world. My cheeks darkened a bit once I realized I had been staring at him.
"Oh..erm..no. I just...I was..ermm...I'm Audrey. Nice to meet you." I whispered and mentally slapped myself for stumbling on a reply. He smiled a crooked smile before returning the gesture.
"Nice to meet you, too. But this isn't the first time we ran into each other." He murmured back, looking up at the Professor to make sure he wasn't close enough to catch us. I smiled too.
"But that was quite an awkward account, if I do say so myself. You seem pretty close to the Headmaster." I raised an eyebrow before quickly darting my eyes back down towards my book when I noticed Sniffles looking our way.
"Erm...I guess." Was all he said, before clearing his throat and beginning to take notes.
Oh, bloody hell I forgot we had to do that...
I quickly began writing as well.
A few moments of silence passed. But I wasn't through. I needed to know more about Potter if I was going to have to trust him.
"Ermm..Harry, right?" I questioned, he nodded and continued to write down some notes. "So...I've heard you're the Chosen One?" I eased the topic into the conversation.
The veins in his neck popped again. I jerked away from him, wondering if I had said something wrong.
"Umm..yeah. That's what they're calling me, isn't it?" He said bitterly, but I knew it wasn't an attack targeted at me. It was targeted at...him.
I nodded slowly and went back to taking notes.
After a few moments, he nudged me and I looked up.
"Malfoy...is he a friend of yours?" He asked. I blinked a couple of times and furrowed my eyebrows.
Malfoy? As in Draco?
"Not really...why do you ask?"
"He's staring at you. I thought it was at me at first, but apparently not." He informed me, before returning to his note taking.
I slowly turned my head towards the other side of the classroom and found none other than Draco Malfoy staring right at me.
Time slowed down, seeing as neither one of us was breaking eye contact. My glare was a confused and curious one...
And his...as if he was trying to stare my information and secrets right out of me.
Then I realized something.
He wasn't staring right at me.
He was staring at my locket.
Draco's POV:
Millions of thoughts were running through my head that day. For instance, how was I going to mend that bloody vanishing cabinet? Or what can of magic was Audrey's locket?
Students around me groaned when Snape announced Dumbledore's idea. I snickered.
What a lovely way to get students to get along...
"Malfoy..." I slowly raised my head in a bored fashion. I honestly didn't care who my partner was. As long as it wasn't Mud-blood Granger. Or Weaselbee.
Or Potter. Especially Potter.
"Finnigan." I sighed and picked up my books. Finnigan, eh? I chuckled. He was a nitwit who didn't have a tablespoon of intelligence but I guess I couldn't complain when I could have had my ol' pal Potter as my partner.
"Wright. Potter." My eyes grew wide as I turned my head and stared across the room. Potter and she shared some could of telepathic "moment" before moving to sit next to each other.
"Good." Snape seemed to have been insulting Granger. I honestly wasn't paying attention. "Now, open up your books to page 74 and begin taking notes." Snape instructed, seeming to be bored out of his mind as well.
I flipped my book to page 74 and after reading the first sentence, I was too bored and uninterested to read the rest.
I slowly switched my gaze to Audrey, who was currently whispering something to Potter.
I don't know why I did it, but I continued staring at her.
Now that I really look at her, she looks a lot different then she did five years ago...
I furrowed my eyebrows and began taking her in detail.
How her curly hair flowed perfectly around the frame of her face, which had a perfect structure, I might add. She still had those piercing blue eyes that contrasted her entire appearance and that cute little nose that my mother used to squeal at for its adorableness.
That was about when I felt someone watching me and realized that Potter had begun staring at me with a confused look on his face.
I rolled my eyes and switched my gaze back onto Audrey.
In less that a heartbeat she flipped her hair and turned to face me. We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity.
I couldn't stop staring at her, for some stupid reason.
Then, I noticed something shimmer around her neck. Remembrance hit me as I realized why Audrey had left me speechless and confused in the first place.
There it is. Her locket.
I guess she caught me staring at it because her eyes grew wide and then she immediately flipped her hair again and speedily began taking more notes.
I raised an eyebrow.
What was she afraid of? What was so important about that bloody locket?
Why did it stop Finnigan from falling?
"Mr. Malfoy, I'm terribly sorry to inform you that this is a class where you do school work. Your assignment is not plastered onto Miss Wright's face so I see no reason you should be staring over there." Snape spoke in his monotone voice, a few feet away from my desk.
He didn't say it loud enough for Audrey to hear, though. I only earned a few snickers from people sitting around me, including Blaise.
The hour seemed to take a lifetime to get by. I looked up at the clock every second to see if our class period was over.
"When you have finished the assignment you may give your parchments to me and leave." I scrambled out of my seat and threw my notebook into Snape's hands.
He cursed a couple of times and began scolding me but I ignored him. I was in too big of a rush to care about those kinds of things, anyways.
I then made my way out of the class and down the hall, searching for a certain blue-eyed girl.
Audrey POV:
Class was a bore, unfortunately. My private instructors had always made Defense Against the Dark Arts seem like a lot of fun so I had had high expectations for Hogwarts.
I sighed as I made my way down the hall and towards Slytherin Dungeon.
"Well, well, well. Look who decided to come to Hogwarts." I stopped in my tracks but didn't bother to turn around to identify the speaker. I already knew who it was.
I tried to hide the smile that was sneaking up on my face.
This was going to be an interesting conversation.
The corridor was nearly empty now, but some stragglers were still sluggishly on their way to their houses.
I composed myself and exchanged my current expression for an emotionless one. Then, I turned to face him.
"Well, if it isn't the infamous Draco Malfoy. I'm oh so pleased to make your acquaintance, fellow student." I replied, teasingly before lifting the edge of my robe and performing a playful curtsy.
He smirked his signature smirk.
"I'm sure we know each other too well for the formalities, don't you think...Audrey?" A shiver went up my spine when he said my name. It felt so foreign when it came from his lips. He casually straightened his robe and walked over to me.
"I guess you're right. But I'm still shocked you've taken time out of your stressed schedule to talk to me. What's the occasion?" I retorted, my voice dripping with sarcasm. Draco's current playful mask was swapped for a cold one. I resisted the temptation to roll my eyes.
"No occasion. But it may interest you to know that he knows you're here." Draco whispered, trying to ease that statement into the conversation.
My entire body went numb. It felt as if a black hole was swallowing me.
He knows...he knows...he knows...
I straightened my back. I was not going to let him think I had a weak point. Not so soon. We'd barely exchanged five sentences and I was already giving away information!
"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you Mr. Malfoy, but I have no interest in that matter what-so-ever. I've come to Hogwarts for a completely different reason." He winced at the mention of his surname.
I smirked and spun on my heel before beginning to make my way down the hall.
But before turning a corner, I stopped.
"Oh, and by the way, don't worry. My arrival has absolutely nothing to do with your task. Good day, Draco." I snickered before finally turning the corner, not bothering to look back and see the horrified look on his face.
After all, I knew him too well, didn't I?
Draco's POV:
I stood in the hallway in the same exact spot even after Audrey left. It took me a couple of moments to process everything. And a billion more questions popped in my head.
How did she know about my task?
Who told her?
Why is she being so formal?
Why does she hate me?
Why didn't I mention her locket?
And the question and baffled me the most:
Why is she here?
Discouraged, annoyed, and grim, I began making my way towards the Slytherin Dungeons, as well.
I wasn't through with her.
And secretly, I didn't want to be.
A/N: *Fanfare music* IT'S FINALLY DONE! CHAPTER 4 IS FINISHED! I apologize for the wait once again :\ . You know writers and their lazywriteritis, right?
Next chapter to be written and up ASAP! (PSST Voldi&Company are in it xD)
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Flames are accepted, as always. Because-
Entire Harry Potter Cast+ Audrey: HOW CAN YOU IMPROVE WITHOUT THEM. WE GET IT! WE GET IT! GOD!
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