Project fiction
There were Five
Fan fiction by: Chryszm
This is solely a fan fiction made due to addictiveness to the Harry potter Series book, I of course do not own the series, but simple a fan who loves to write and have been inspired by J.K. Rowling's story.
Verse Four
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I felt a lot of mixed feelings, everything now all being mixed in my now hazy mind.
I twitched
I felt nausea overpowering my stomach
I wanted to vomit
And also
I wanted to evaporate into nothing…
"What? That's not a very good reaction" he continued to whisper in my ear.
I felt paralyzed for a moment. I could smell his lingering scent that was undeniably provocative; it had this seductive smell in it, it was overpowering everything since he came about to close to me. He then slowly moved his head and intentionally faced mine.
I could see why girls have these barbarous reactions every time they came near Malfoy: his eyes are even more beautiful and dazzling up close.
His deep aquamarine eyes, I found them gorgeous like a stone stuck on his eyes purposely for adding to his heavenly features. He even blinks gracefully, fluttering his eyelashes like an enthusiastic girl flirting; I guess that's why his hormones are found all over the place.
I guess if I was as stupid or as 'abnormal' as the other fidgety girls I would've collapsed like they usually do, but thank god I wasn't like them.
I started to murmur a special spell I've learned when my mother got angry with my dad: a spell that can reduce paper into ashes.
As soon as I got up I immediately chanted the lethal spell to reduce the horrible papers I once took and reduce them more into nothing but ash
The papers slowly rose up and in an instant were covered by violet unsightly flames reducing them piece by piece, this made Malfoy flash a mischievous grin.
"Burning evidences, I see" I heard him mutter to himself. He then decided to leave me alone and savor my defeat knowing that he misunderstood things, he kind of left things behind hanging I suppose. He didn't even wait for any explanation from me, like any normal and sane person would.
I guess now, like a normal loathsome person that he is, he's going to reveal it to his friends which I think would be such a worthless piece of information, and maybe would give me the honor of adding me to his long list of desperate girls who've fallen madly in love with him
Which definitely would be a nightmare coming true for me
This thought scared me until I reached today's evening class: Transfiguration with the Slytherins again.
How come I always end up attending the possible classes which included the malevolent Malfoy?
I'm beginning to consider myself as having an ominous bad luck
I sat silently on the back of the room hoping that I was invisible enough for the other students who also started pouring from the entrance door and filled the vacant empty seats of the Transfiguration classroom.
Once I got myself seated comfortably at the back row with a fellow Gryffindor boy who seemed the kind of guy of my genre: Intellectual Type
I got a glimpse of Malfoy and Alain seated at their usual places in every classroom in where I always have 3 classes with them, and that was in the first row. This has always bothered me, but I just don't get why Malfoy sits in front row when I know that he couldn't possibly be listening to what the teachers always boorishly discuss. With his defective brain alongside Alain, they couldn't possibly be enthusiastic about learning things, it doesn't seem…like them at all.
Class started like any other animated class in Hogwarts do, credible, delightful and entertaining, or at least I considered them to be one. They all taught us many things the teacher of Hogwarts did and they still excellently provide us with such nifty information to prepare ourselves in the real magical world since we just have 2 more years to go before we are equipped with the essentials on tackling the world outside Hogwarts.
"We'll then I'll be discussing the special project for today. That would be transfigurating Solid things into something else. The process would be as followed:
5 objects (Non-living) into 5 Living things (Animals or insects)
5 living creatures (A choice between insects is highly recommended) into immobile subjects
They must also transfigure to themselves after 5 minutes in order to know that they really were transfigurated. I also know that not everyone can transfigurate well that is why I will allow you to pair up with someone." Professor Morgan discussed.
Pair up
That was an unconventional word found in my dictionary
I wasn't always a perfect pair or partner material, maybe it's because I'm so highly opinionated that everyone takes it as something I am boasting about which I do not believe that I have anything particular of myself to boast about. Even Marie dislikes having me as a partner for the sheer fact that she does not let me 'function' the way I'm supposed to be which I find utterly absurd.
"But, I won't let you pair up that easily. Everyone's name is found in this little green wooden box (Which he held out in front of class, it looked old and battered) it may seem to look like something so faded and ancient but you seem to forget that this is a magical school and so this box contains a wonderful spell that I love using the most. There are 44 students in this class am I not correct? Only 22 will be able to specially pick out a specific name for their designated partners" Professor Morgan continued.
Everyone sounded excited for some reason, I guess it was because of the chilling sensation of not knowing who you're partner might be and relying on fate or luck for it. I felt dreadful for lately I have been having such bad luck that I don't even know if I have any luck left for the day.
I was sure that I was the only one who looked so sour and grumpy. The Garrulous girls, or should I say the fans club of the five-some looked all desperate into catching the royal Malfoy's foolish attention.
Malfoy looked like he was blissfully dreaming, staring at the ceiling with his heavenly eyes, his feet on the provided wooden desk of the room and Alain fidgeting every now and then like a bouncy grasshopper.
What a pair of morons
Professor Morgan started to call out Names to start and pick their 'Destined' partner as my fellow classmates murmured about. Numerous students who did not matter to me nor did I wanted to recognize them started going on and about on picking and calling out their partners name aloud. Some laughed, some cheered whilst some even cried. I guess not everyone wanted to be paired with someone since then I noticed that almost everyone was pairing a Gryffindor if not a Slytherin.
What I wonderful spell
Slyly pairing us with the different house, I guess it's his way of saying 'suffer the consequences' or such since I don't think that his special project at all was convincingly such a difficult task to complete.
"Alain Peterson" Professor Morgan suddenly called out.
Everyone and almost every un-chosen giddy girl in class had their eyes fixed upon Alain like he was something scrumptious to devour, I almost though that the girls would start praying or rushing forward to attack him like they normally would do but I guess it was our fretful Professor that made the impossible possible.
Alain gracefully got out of his chair, his bird's nest of a hair standing out as usual and walked sluggishly in front to grab a piece of paper in the ancient box. When he pulled out a ghastly looking paper in his hands he looked mortified and stood there for a moment when he finally whispered the name of his partner.
"Marie Antoinette Stokes" Professor Morgan repeated.
I was surprised of the outcome…
Definitely surprised…Marie and Alain… what a hellish pair
Alain was lost for words; he got back to his seat next to Malfoy without a word, just surrounded with complete silence. I took the chance to glance at Marie who sat at the third row beside her cousin, she also looked stunned.
She never liked Alain as much as the other godly four, she always complained about how insignificant Alain's presence was in the five-some. I guess she didn't like the fact that Alain's such a mischief or considered as the black sheep of the five.
The process continued again with the same obnoxious people taking out a forever changing paper, I guess the paper depended on how the person's name it would look. Marie's paper look tattered whilst the other's that were pulled out looked more presentable, some paper contained different colors, some plain and some excessively overloaded with ample designs.
"Scorpious Malfoy" Professor Morgan finally cried out.
I guess it was his time
Everyone fell silent, some of the now paired up girls looked like they were about to sob
Absurd
Who would practically want Malfoy as a potential partner in dealing with serious academic plights?
That would undeniably be not me
He gracefully sprang out of his seat, more graceful than Alain did. He took his left hand out of his pocket and pulled a rather clean white paper out of the box.
He then revealed his mischievous grin, the one I saw a few hours ago before class even started. His grin then adjusted to a very different facial expression: an uneven smile that made the whole female population, except me, present in the classroom fall down to their knees.
He never did show such a kind expression, though I don't know if I should consider it a 'kind' notion on his behalf. For a moment I thought that he really did deserved to be named as one of god's greatest creation but then again shook myself acknowledging the fact that I was just blinded by aesthetic pleasure and nothing more.
He called the name of the lamentable person's name. I didn't quite hear the name as I was strangled with Goosebumps all over my skin. The tone of his voice was so musical it was like he sang something in a wonderful tune.
Everyone seemed to be paralyzed, and no soon that everyone started to stare at the back row. Poor fellow, I guess it was my Gryffindor companion next to me.
I feel so sorry for him
"Rose Weasley" Professor Morgan shouted.
"Is it time for me to pick?" I asked and started getting up.
"No"
"What do you mean sir?" I asked. I stop dead In the middle of the stairs.
And then it hit me…
This isn't happening
It seems that I am forever cursed
"What a surprise" Malfoy playfully said. I saw something twinkle in his eye, I didn't know if that was such a good sign or not but I know one thing for sure: it's going to be as hellish as the Alain and Marie pairing, or even worse.
"Well Mr. Malfoy was last so this concludes our classes for today; I am expecting the project to be considered a task completed for next week"
And with that we were abruptly dismissed in class. I gathered my things as fast as possible and escape the wild stares and gossips that I know will eventually spread within a few far minutes away in this tedious school.
"Not as pleased like the other girls are now" Someone said.
There was no way one could follow my amazing speed at vanishing impeccably out of the room and in the lifeless corridor. I turned my head and found Alain Peterson looking as mischievous as always with his malevolent grin and stupid stick out hair.
"What is it that you want?" I asked him with a tone of annoyance traced in my voice.
"I guess you seem, disappointed. That's the first for Malfoy" he replied eager to make my miserable life a bit more miserable than before.
"I'm not as gullible as any other female patriot of yours" I shot back.
He beamed
I don't get it
"You might as well be the first person not to like Malfoy, usually he's ALWAYS the first choice if you were to pick between the five of us"
"Well I think that what you're saying is preposterous and it is only applicable for those who have an absolutely abnormal state of thinking, irrationals I suppose"
"Maybe you do like Malfoy. I wouldn't know if you were disguising or posing as someone who hates him but truly likes him de-"
I didn't give him the chance to finish since I got instantly irritated to the fact that he thinks that I am posing as someone who doesn't like vulgar Malfoy and truly likes him.
Utterly absurd
"I do not think or even dream of having Malfoy as my partner to be forever committed in life"
"Hey slow down! I didn't say anything about marriage"
"Truly, what is it that you want?"
He was taken aback my sudden change of the becoming personal topic that he stopped walking. I also stopped dead on my tracks.
"I don't know" I heard him whisper to himself.
I guess this must be the side-effects on being to gorgeous and handsome that you begin to whisper to yourself. What a self-centered effect. I won't be too surprised if Malfoy was fond of doing the same thing.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to be intangible within your perspective" I interrupted him. He seemed too concentrated on whispering to himself that he was suddenly aware that I was present.
What stupidity
"I'm sorry about that, well we were both talking about Malfoy right?"
"Yes, of how such an unconceivable jerk, idio-"
"-Don't talk about Malfoy like that when you don't really know him" he hastily interrupted. He seemed upset that I talked trash about the wretched Malfoy.
This surprised me
"What a strong foreboding friendship" I recoiled.
"If you only knew the real Malfoy…"
A few awkward silences filled the empty corridor, only our footsteps on the cold marble floor were audible that it made me feel intensely uncomfortable.
What did he mean by the REAL Malfoy? Surely there isn't something behind that handsome face of his that is something worthwhile to unravel. I consider him as someone superficial… and I will not change that.
"Tomorrow's Friday" he muttered to himself. Or I think he did
After that he went inside the great hall surely ravenous. I decided that I wasn't in need of anything else but sleep that I went straight to the Gryffindor tower, ignored Marie and the other staring gaudy girls and to my four poster bed in the Girl's dormitory.
The night seemed to be so short that I was hastily awoken by Marie's loud and talkative nature. Here it goes again…
"Gooooooooooooooooood Mooooooooooooorning sleepy head!" Marie cheerfully said. As always was energetic and ready for school wearing her school robes her wide smile, her hair in a swift pony tail and her face full of makeup.
It was like déjà vu again, and it happens all the time
"Morning" I replied.
"OMG! I just can't believe you were paired with the sex Symbol! I just really really really want to be in your position now! Reaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllyyyyyyyyy!!! I'm so jealous, the other girls were also whining about how lucky you got! They also seemed pissed off since you looked like you didn't want to be paired with him."
And so she talked like there was no tomorrow. I shook myself up combed my forever curly hair and dressed in my jazzy uniform.
As usual we descended down the girls staircase and found a room full of Gryffindors now buried in Transfiguration books, some were already starting to finish their project as soon as possible which I find to be relevant and useful of them to do so. Nobody seemed eager to do the project with their designated partners which were all found in the Slytherin dungeons.
Unlike any other day Vince was not present in his usual corner reading a book. He was nowhere to be found in the warm common room.
"Why don't we go to the library? I wanted to try something for transfiguration and I know you already have the library memorized so it won't be difficult in finding the books I need can we go? Please?" Marie asked.
"Of course!" I instantly agreed. I was planning on doing so.
We both went inside the silent library of Hogwarts; as usual there weren't a lot of people around, only what I consider to be the 'intellectual types' were around to start a refreshing day inside the precious library.
I sat myself in the usual place, in the usual wooden chair that's supposed to break anytime soon and the long rectangular table. Marie went ahead and searched for the books she wanted to find.
I sat at the library chair thinking of how cursed my life had been because of one stupid detention that caused me a lifetime's worth of bad luck. I took a chance of taking a quick glance of the usual special seat were the five-some always sat.
I wish I shouldn't have done so, because if didn't I could've ignored eye contact with the most wretched people known to cause ominous bad omen.
With his uneven smile which emitted such certain malevolence, his statuesque god like body and his heavenly face there seated in the middle of the chair was none other than Scorpious Malfoy
Alone
Without his four-some idiotic companions
Early in the morning
He couldn't possibly come here to study
That I doubt…
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It's been a while since I've updated! I'm sorry; classes have recently started here so I'm trying my best to find some time to write! Don't worry I'll try and update as soon as I have the rightful time to do so! Thank you for reading and the reviews, truly appreciate them!!!
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