Disclaimer: i don't own Harry Potter and it's character's, only J.K Rowling does.
Classes go on and take forever. It is a pointless and waste of time when you already know basically everything all these teachers have to tell. Apparently when I was created, I was given the majority of the knowledge I would need for school. So flying through all my classes was as effortless as riding a broomstick, but sitting through them all day was like training a goldfish to steer the broomstick while you make a sandwich. Again, pointless and a waste of time.
Besides the classes, Hogwarts wouldn't be so bad if it were full of people that at least tried to be polite. Besides everyone in Slytherin, students will scurry away when I walk down the hall or talk quieter then necessary. Worse is when they stop talking completely to stop and stare like I have an owl sitting on my head. The only ones who are descent to me are the others of my house. I honestly can't stand them. That girl, Pansy, is always asking me if I want anything, acting as if she was my server. Then Blaise will let me have the first for everything including entering the common room before the others or giving up the arm chair by the fire place. It all makes no sense.
Draco was the only one I could actually speak to, but he wasn't in a social mood whenever I was around, or anyone for that matter. Sometimes he would plain out yell at me for saying hello to him in the morning. Others, he would give me a look of confusion and seek my face for an answer but become disappoint.
The conversations have been improving. I don't wish to complain, not when he seems to be my on link to being sane.
The Transfiguration's class room was kept slightly warm and creating a terrible start of the day. It was one of the classes Slytherins shared with the Gryffindors. People were snickering at one another and glares were thrown across the room as everyone's maturity was melted away in the classroom. Ms. McGonagall only sat at her desk, not paying even the slightest attention to the room as everyone was to work on their essays. I kick up my feet and slide down in my chair. After loosening the tie that hung around my neck did I cross my arms and let a sigh escape out of my mouth. No one noticed, but it's not like I wanted them too.
After getting uninterested with my essay and seeing the window becoming less and less amusing, I turn my consideration to listening in on the near by Gryffindors' debate.
"…I bet he finally got thrown out for some stupid adventure of his." said the one of the wizards.
"They would never allow him to be so unprotected at a time like this. The Minister probably has him on lock down," announced by the other that had blond hair.
"That's true, but that's the thing, no one knows where he is. The last time he was seen was at a Weasley wedding over the summer!" the first wizard explained.
"How can no one know where the famous Harry Potter is?"
The bottoms of my feet hit the stone floor with a silent thud as I sit up right in my chair once again. Secretly hoping to listen in on the two's conversation, and learn more.
"He and his two companions slipped out just after the Minister was killed. No one knows where they are." the wizard whispered, glancing around and stop when he noticed my gaze on the two. I quickly stare down at my paper wishing I could look convincing and seem intrigued with my essay, but apparently they weren't fooled. The two Gryffindors stopped their conversation and went back to writing the assignment.
That was the first time I have heard of that named mentioned since day one. So my creator had been right, he wasn't at school this year. at this instant, I had a ton of questions.
"You all may go." The teacher announced. In mere seconds, the whole class had their things gathered and filing out of the room in groups and clicks people created amongst each other. I slowly collect my papers and neatly place them in my bag. I place the carrier on my shoulder while I quicken my pace to catch up with the others of my house and accidentally knocked a red head over, spilling her things around us.
I bent down gather her papers and place them in a careful pile in my hands before offering my free hand, "I'm so sorry." The red head looked angry for a fraction of a second till she noticed my out stretched hand. She stared at it with a confused expression for a few seconds before she took it with hers. When she was steady on both feet, she caught my attention, "You are?" she asked.
I replied with a certain sounding 'yes' and added a quick nod just incase she didn't hear me. I handed her the papers and she took them with a small thanks before looping around me and headed off down the hall.
With an hour left till curfew, I sat in front of the common room's fire place staring into the fire, waiting for everyone to slip away to their bed rooms. Once it was only Draco and his two friends Goyle and Crabbe, I stood from the arm chair and turn to face the three. Stopping their conversation completely in its tracks as my interest turn to theirs, they stood uncomfortably as I took my time and walked towards their area. As I got a few feet away, Crabbe fixed his posture and straightens his facial expression.
"Hello Ms. Breea, may we help you with anything." Crabbe announced while Goyle copied his structure and nodded in agreement. My fist clenched at my sides as my anger try to break through the ball I had created in the back of my mind. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath as I continue my walk towards them. When I was a safe distance away, I paused and exhaled silently trying to calm my self before I spoke. I opened my eyes and faced Crabbe.
"That won't be necessary," I reply, "ever." I added sharply making Goyle flinch a bit. Crabbe's face fell for a short second, but he seem to have found his calm again and nodded in reply. I turned to face Draco and studied him. His face held no expression as he stared back at me. He clasped back onto the wall behind me and relaxed his features as he placed his hands in his pocket and looked towards the ground.
"You know, it is getting pretty late and you two look awfully tired. You should go to bed." I said looking back and forth between the two on either side of Draco. Their faces soften with understanding while both nodded and started for their rooms.
I stayed planted in the same spot looking at Draco while he continued to be interesting in his feet. Once the click of the two doors was heard he looked up at me.
"So you want something I assume." Draco said holding a straight face.
With that, I forgot the question I was meaning to ask and blurred out one I tried to ignore for so long.
"Why do you act like this?" my voice coming out slight sadden.
"What are you talking about?" as he added anger in his question.
"That. Why are you so moody towards me? Most times, you will have a blank face and be calm, others you are glaring at me and sounding angry like you did now. I just don't get it." I said, leaning on my right foot and crossing my arms.
He took a minute to breath in my question till he finally let out his reply with a calm voice. "Why do you care, why am I so important?" he said while shrugging his shoulders as if he was trying to answer his own question.
"It is because you are the only one that doesn't treat me like I am, I don't know. Royalty." I answered while taking a breath and peeked behind me at the empty common room.
"The others are like that because of who you are and who your father is." He said with a harsh-matter of fact voice.
I whipped my head around to face him and squinted my eyes. "He isn't my father and I am nothing like him. He is apparently using me for something other wise he probably won't have created me. Whatever it is, I could care less." I snapped back at him and tightened my arms so I was hugging them close. I didn't let my stare leave him as he loosened up at my mood change. He brought his hand up to run through his hair as he kicked off the wall and stood straight up right in front of me, causing me to have to look up to him.
I drop my arms to my sides and take a tiny step back, trying to keep that safe distance I created, but my stare stayed. Draco's eyes had softened up after a few seconds and he dropped his hand, placing it back in his pocket.
Time seem to pass slowly as we sat in the same position for minutes while I waited for his reply. The only movement made from either of us was Draco when his gaze would drift around the silent common room, deep in thought over something. I wasn't about to break his line of concentration.
Eventually the draft in room from the ice lake above started running a chill up my spine and caused me to shudder, wishing we could at least move to sit in front of the fire. Yet my action didn't go unnoticed.
"I'm sorry." Draco finally let out in a slow but steady breath.
Confusion washed over my face and my head cleared of all my anger. "W-what?" I stutter.
The blond wizard took in a deep breath and said, "I am apologizing for acting the way I have been. I was being judgmental towards you from day one, and you seem like you aren't anything like the character I had put together. I would like to start over." He took his hand out of his pocket yet again and extended it so I was in the middle of us.
"Hello, I am Draco Malfoy."
I smiled up at him but looked down curiously at his hand.
"You're suppose to shake it." He chuckled, letting a small smile form on his lips for the first time that I have witnessed.
I open my mouth in 'awe' for both realizing what I was suppose to do and seeing a smile for the first time from him.
"Oh." I said silently as I placed my hand with his in between us. But our hands stayed still as Draco leaned his head towards me and turn slightly so I could see his ear.
"Oh!" I exclaimed when the answer hit me, "I am Breea Kindle." I said and added a small smile on my face.
Draco tightened his grip on my hand they slowly moved up and down in front of us.
"It is very nice to finally meet you Breea." He said letting our hands stop their motion, "I hope we can have a good new start."
I took my hand back and placed in with my other in front of me, "I agree."
We both stood smiling at one another for a few short moments.
"Goodnight Draco."
I turned from him and let my smile spread from ear to ear as I walked across the common room and through my bedroom door. Only when I laid my head on my pillow did I remember the real reason of my intended encounter. Now it was to be saved for another day.
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