An: I'm back and the inspiration bug hit me.
Disclaimer: I'm American so I'm obviously not Ms. Rowling and I'm 20 so I'm obviously not Ms. Myers. Now that that is cleared up on with the show.
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Chapter 3
As we pulled into the school parking lot we caught a look from every student present. My father ever the Malfoy had purchased silver Evora Lotus before we left England. I was pleased to see that Ms. Clearwater was waiting for me by the front office; if I was being honest with myself I was afraid of what would happen if I was left to wonder the school without link to the loud world that I had left behind.
"Good morning, Ms. Clearwater," I greeted with a smile, "I need to go to the admissions office to gather my schedule, correct?"
She simply smiled back with a shake of her head before she answered me, "Draco what have I said about calling me Sue, or you could simple sign 'clear' then 'water' if you are uncomfortable with using my first name," I nodded at the idea my upbringing made me uncomfortable with addressing my elders in such a relaxed way, "And yes you need to get you schedule and sign sheet before you start your day."
With that we started towards the office. I was hard pressed to ignore the stares I was getting; I could have handled them better if I knew if they were staring at me for my skin or my aid. My schedule was straight forward:
1st Period - Chemistry
2nd Period - Art
3rd Period - Statistics
Lunch
4th Period - US Government/Economics
5th Period - English IV
6th Period - Physical Education
We walked in to my chemistry class were Ms. Clearwater introduced me to Mrs. Shoft. She was a woman in her mid-thirties about 5'6" with an athletic build and waist length hair she obviously had other roots than the Native American ones that surrounded me. He face had an air of kindness around he that reminded me of Professor Sprout. I was a sign a seat in the front next to a young woman named Kim; if you gave her a quick glance you would have thought that she was plain, but to Draco who had been raised to look for the beauty in a woman - mainly due to the fact that unlike his mother many pure-blooded girls were an unconventional beauty to put it nicely - she was a girl with beautiful skin and teeth as white at the cream he added to his morning tea.
I had a little time before class so thought it the polite thing to introduce myself to my new work partner. I turned to Kim, "Hello, I'm Draco Malfoy I hope we will have a fun and productive year," I signed with a smile.
Kim was a little awkward as she talked to sue about what would be polite. "I understand that this can be new, but I'm a person just talk to me like you would anyone and Ms. Clearwater will interpret and visa versa," I added trying to be helpful.
"Okay I guess that makes sense. Hi I'm Kim," she returned the greeting shyly. I was about to continue our conversation when Mrs. Shoft called the class to attention.
Chemistry went smoothly Mrs. Shoft didn't demand that I introduce myself; the only time I was mention was when she told the class that they need to be more careful when walking behind me with chemicals as their usual rule of saying behind you when passing wouldn't work with me. The bell rang 45 minutes later I bid Kim farewell and continued on to art.
My art teacher was a petite woman 5'2" at the max. Ms. Watson still dressed and acted like the American Hippies were still at large. Surprisingly she knew ASL, "Hello you must be Draco Malfoy," she greeted with a broad smile her cinnamon colored eyes wide and child-like, "I hope that you will be able to express any emotion that flits through your being while in my class. Also if you are ever in need of someone to confide in please come to me."
I enjoyed my art class it was easy and it helped me relax. All that was required of us was that we finish our project and that we use the new technique that Ms. Watson showed us. We also would have 4 medium sized projects that would come after each exam and 1 large project for our final. I didn't have a desk mate as Ms. Watson felt that sitting together altered our pieces due to peer pressure. I enjoyed the class so much that I waved good bye to Ms. Watson.
"I hope that your day gives you great strength young French Dragon," Ms. Watson bid.
As I trekked across the school to my Statistics class I was busy planning out my first art project when I noticed that one of my shoes had come untied, so I bent down to tie it. The next thing I know a giant sends me sprawling across the floor.
Ms. Clearwater helped me up as the giant continued to scream pointlessly at me, "Hey Albino, why don't you take your retarded ass home and get off of our land." From the little time that I knew Ms. Clearwater I was positive that she didn't edit what the giant was screaming so I did what I was best known for at Hogwarts… I retaliated verbally.
"Why doesn't your giant arse watch where you were going? If you had taken the time to slow down and look around you could have avoided me. And from the look on your face you are the retarded on not me!"
"Well only a retard would need an aid like Sue to follow you around," the giant screamed back.
Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, because before I could respond Ms. Clearwater did, "Paul that is enough! Draco did nothing wrong. Do you want me to talk to your father? I don't think he would appreciate the fact that his son, the protector, is bulling the new student at school."
After she got done two other giants came one who was about a foot and a half taller than me; he seemed to have gone into a trance after our eyes connected…which were the warmed color of brown I had ever seen.
That's when Ms. Clearwater tapped my shoulder, "Your almost late you should hurry." Signed with a smile that conveyed that she knew what had occurred between the warm giant and me.
I made it to Statistics with 5 minutes to spare. My teacher's name was Mr. Larson he was kind and liked to make the math fun; he also seemed to understand that his subject was one that many people had problems with so he was willing to break it down further until everyone understood what was being taught. I sat next to a guy named Norman; he would have been annoying to me like the rest of my classmates, but I couldn't hear the constant chitchat that was constantly coming from him.
Once class was out I made my way to the cafeteria and enjoyed the meal that our house elves had prepared - duck on rye with spinach and julienned pickled beets my favorite. Just as I was starting my meal the warm giant walked into the room and made his way towards me.
"Hello, my names Jacob. I'm sorry about Paul he has a lot of anger issues," said with a pause which told me how nervous and awkward he felt, "I was wondering if I could sit with you?"
"If that's what you want," I responded coolly.
"I noticed that when you were yelling at Paul that you had an English accent how long have you been in La Push?"
"Yes I'm from England I haven't been here for long around 3 weeks," I finished while I studied his face. He had a smile that warmed you through the bone and his eyes were really honest; like I could see his soul.
"Have you seen the sites yet? I could show you around," he suggested cheerfully.
"How would we communicate?"
"I've got a note book we could use," he offered as the bell rang.
"Okay, meet me at my house tomorrow at 10," I finished wrote down my address and gave it to and hurried to class.
The rest of my class flew by in a blur all I could think about was Jacob.
