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Disclaimer: Everything is JK Rowling's except for the character Skia
RECAP
"What was that? Why did she kiss you?" Blaise smirked as Malfoy continue to scowl.
A faint pink appeared on Malfoy's pale cheeks as he recalled the incident. Blaise laughed as Malfoy huffed and stalked off, also to the direction of the carriages.
"Wait up, man" Blaise called and ran after him. "You still haven't answer the question?"
Chapter 8
Hermione and Skia got on to the last carriage. Just before the carriage door closed, Draco Malfoy and Blaise climbed in. I thought that I'm done with him today. I'm fed up with his ferret face Hermione groaned.
"Hello Blaise. Hello ferret" Skia squeaked
"Hello" Blaise replied. "This was the last carriage to Hogsmeade so…yeah. What are you going to do in Hogsmeade Skia? Shopping for your ball gown?" he continued as he sat opposite to the little girl. Scowling, Draco sat on the only seat available which was opposite to Granger. Blaise and Skia continue to chat merrily as Hermione look away, trying to avoid Malfoy's gaze. She was still embarrassed about the kiss before.
"Granger, you know that—" he drawled
She didn't want to hear anything that incident so she pulled out her black headphones with turqiose patterns and turned on the music. The song that was playing was "La La Latch" by her favorite acapella group, Pentatonix.
*La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la*
"Granger? Are you even listening to me?" Draco called, trying to get attention from Hermione.
*La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la*
"Granger? I'm talking to you."
*You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down
You, you enchant me even when you're not around
If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down
I'm latching on, babe, now I know what I have found*
"Granger, this is important" Malfoy called again. But Hermione continue to stare on the floor. Her head bobbing up and down to the beat of the music, she gestured Malfoy to stop talking..
*Hush, don't speak
When you spit your venom,
Keep it shut, I hate it
When you hiss and preach
About your new messiah
'Cause your theories catch fire*
Scowling, Malfoy leaned back with his arms crossed and glared angrily at Hermione.
*I can't find your silver lining
I don't mean to judge
But when you read your speech, it's tiring
Enough is enough*
"Granger. You know it is rude to ignore others." He hissed again, eyes flashing angrily. What the heck does she have on her ears. Those are cool ear muffs. Why would you even wear it. There aren't any mandrakes here and it is not even cold, he grumbled.
*Covering my ears like a kid
When your words mean nothing I go la la la
I'm turning up the volume when you speak
If my heart can't stop it, I find a way to block it, I go*
Hermione was at peace. It was good to ignore Malfoy from his insults and sly remarks. I should do this more often, she smiled.
*La la, la la la la la la la la la la,…..*
Sitting beside the battling duo, Skia was happily chatting with Blaise. She was recounting her life story as Blaise listen intently while Malfoy eaves dropped.
"Well the first thing I remember was waking up in the orphanage. I was always the odd- one out in the orphanage because for some reason everyone is afraid of me. Like one time, there was these few older kids that try to threaten me to give them my candy, but something happened and they got hurt…a lot. Karma, I call it. Well of course they didn't try to bother me again. Many more of these incidents happened so everyone stayed away from me. So I usually stay in the shadows and watch others play. But one day, Hermy came in the orphanage and she played with me. She quickly became somewhat like a mother-figure to me. She tucked me in bed, sang to me when I am sad, hugged me… She was the only one that was not scared of me. One night, I was snooping around the orphanage office when I saw something" Skia paused dramatically. "I saw a picture of Hermy on a sheet of paper. It was the adoption forms of Hermy."
"Wait, Granger is adopted?" Blaise asked.
"I think so.."
"Does she know that she is adopted?"
"No. I didn't tell her."
"Who is her parents?"
" I dunno."
"That's odd."
"Don't tell her okay?" Skia said, glancing at Hermione who was still bobing her head to the music.
"Okay…" Blaise replied, sounding unsure.
"You both have to promise me." Skia said nodding her head to Draco.
"Okay.. okay. We promised that we won't tell you secret to anyone." Blaise sighed.
And that was their 10 minute journey on the carriage going to Hogsmeade.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Hermione jumped off the carriage dragging Skia towards the direction of Honeydukes, without glancing at the Slytherin duo.
"See you Blaise and Mr Ferret." Skia waved. Draco ignored the little girl and continued to observe Hermione. Wait I mean Granger. How come I never notice how beautiful her does eyes..wait stop right there. I mean ugly mudblood eyes..Oh screw this
Releasing herself from Hermione's grip, Skia ran back and patted the head of the black horses that drove the carriage. The horse nuzzled its head and snorted."Bye bye horsey" Skia whispered and hugged the thestral (A/N: sp?) Giving one last pat on its head, she squealed "Hermy, look at all the candy" and rushed off.
"Well, that's surprising." Malfoy drawled, his face still in a scowl. "Didn't know that Granger was adopted" he continued.
"Yeah…"
"That kid though. She seems odd."
"What do you mean by odd, Draco?" Blaise asked
"Well, how many seven year old kids go to Hogwarts?"
"Um, none except for this Skia."
"And how many seven year old kids skipped all the six years and jump to Year 7?"
"Also none except for this Skia."
"Also, how many young kids can see thestrals?"
"Just get to the point." Blaise sighed
"Well, that girl seems very fishy. You should be more careful around her."
Author's Note: Haha…Its amazing how I post one chapter and the views goes up :D Thanks to all who favorited and followed this story. I hope I can update sooner but maybe not because holiday is ending and school is starting :( anyway PLEASE REVIEW….Luv you all :DDDDD See you next time.
PS: For those who dun't know what a thestral is here are some back ground info.
They are black winged horses that can only be seen by people that have seen death. They are also attracted to the smell of blood.
