Yes! Finally, all you've been waiting for! The make-out scene! LOL. Well, my faithful friends, read and review!
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I was touched. Truly touched. My big brown eyes filled with tears. "You mean that?" I asked, laughing a little. "I do." We kissed again. This time, it was much more passionate. I felt his tongue against mine, and I leaned in. We both knew when to stop, though. We stopped kissing and just held each other until long after the dance was over.
Finally, about midnight, we regretfully went back to our common rooms to go to bed. Hermione was awake, waiting for me. "Well, well, well, missy. You're out late." Hermione teased. I blushed a little. "He kissed me!" I squealed. She hugged me laughing. "Dean kissed me, too."
"Was it your first?"
"Yeah."
"Me too."
We walked back to our dorm, giggling like crazy.
The next morning, the sun was out, the birds were singing, and we had a lot of easy classes. Hermione and I both had all the same classes, except she had Arithmancy and I took Ancient Runes.
School was great. Everything was great. I got my homework done, so I had lots of time to do other things. One day, Hermione and Harry took me to see someone special.
"Cynthia, meet Hagrid."
My mouth dropped. "Rubeus Hagrid?" I almost yelled. He showed signs of recognition on his face as well. "Little Cynthia Baxter! Now I remember ye!" he said. "You two know each other?" Harry asked in amazement. "Yep," Hagrid answered. "I was a good friend of 'er mom until..." Hagrid suddenly stopped talking. I frowned. "Guys, I'll tell you some other time."
We had a jolly time with Hagrid. He was just like I remembered him
"So, Cynthia. I heard ye won the little contest. I thought to meself, nah, it couldn't be. And here ye are! I also heard you got yerself a little boyfriend," he added in a teasing voice. I laughed, trying to ignore the red that was creeping up my neck and practically igniting my face.
"Oh, yeah. Um, I'm sure you know him, Hagrid. But you may not necessarily like him."
"Well, for gosh sakes, girl, tell ole Hagrid his name!"
"Uh, Draco Malfoy."
It made me feel bad to see Hagrid's face fall, even though I was expecting it. I put my head down.
"Listen, young Cynthia. Malfoy, there, e's not one of my favourites-"
"That's just what we told her!" Harry agreed with Hagrid. I got angry.
"Whatever! For the billionth time, you guys know him differently than I do!" I shouted.
Luckily, they didn't press the subject.
The rest of our visit with Hagrid was a bit uncomfortable. I was glad to leave.
While we were walking the grounds, I saw Draco. He put his arm around me. Suddenly, Harry and him turned to each other. "What do you want, Potter?" Draco said at the same time as Harry said, "What are you doing here, Malfoy?" I screamed at them.
"WHY CAN'T YOU TWO JUST GET ALONG? Do you REALLY want to know what happened to my mom?" They both looked at each other, then back at me.
"She was MURDERED! By Voldemort!" I shrieked. Then I had to bite my lip to keep from crying. I ran towards the Gryffindor tower in anger. "See what you two did?" Hermione exclaimed, and then she followed after me.
I was silent for hours trying not to cry. I did anyway. It had been a long time since I told anyone about my mom." Just thinking about it was hard.
"Cynthia?" Hermione said gingerly. "There's someone downstairs to see you."
I didn't really want to see anyone, and I wasn't presentable, but I put that aside and made my was to the common room.
Downstairs, Draco and Harry were waiting for me. They both had forget-me-nots in their hands. I laughed weakly. I decided to tell them what really happened in my life.
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I was touched. Truly touched. My big brown eyes filled with tears. "You mean that?" I asked, laughing a little. "I do." We kissed again. This time, it was much more passionate. I felt his tongue against mine, and I leaned in. We both knew when to stop, though. We stopped kissing and just held each other until long after the dance was over.
Finally, about midnight, we regretfully went back to our common rooms to go to bed. Hermione was awake, waiting for me. "Well, well, well, missy. You're out late." Hermione teased. I blushed a little. "He kissed me!" I squealed. She hugged me laughing. "Dean kissed me, too."
"Was it your first?"
"Yeah."
"Me too."
We walked back to our dorm, giggling like crazy.
The next morning, the sun was out, the birds were singing, and we had a lot of easy classes. Hermione and I both had all the same classes, except she had Arithmancy and I took Ancient Runes.
School was great. Everything was great. I got my homework done, so I had lots of time to do other things. One day, Hermione and Harry took me to see someone special.
"Cynthia, meet Hagrid."
My mouth dropped. "Rubeus Hagrid?" I almost yelled. He showed signs of recognition on his face as well. "Little Cynthia Baxter! Now I remember ye!" he said. "You two know each other?" Harry asked in amazement. "Yep," Hagrid answered. "I was a good friend of 'er mom until..." Hagrid suddenly stopped talking. I frowned. "Guys, I'll tell you some other time."
We had a jolly time with Hagrid. He was just like I remembered him
"So, Cynthia. I heard ye won the little contest. I thought to meself, nah, it couldn't be. And here ye are! I also heard you got yerself a little boyfriend," he added in a teasing voice. I laughed, trying to ignore the red that was creeping up my neck and practically igniting my face.
"Oh, yeah. Um, I'm sure you know him, Hagrid. But you may not necessarily like him."
"Well, for gosh sakes, girl, tell ole Hagrid his name!"
"Uh, Draco Malfoy."
It made me feel bad to see Hagrid's face fall, even though I was expecting it. I put my head down.
"Listen, young Cynthia. Malfoy, there, e's not one of my favourites-"
"That's just what we told her!" Harry agreed with Hagrid. I got angry.
"Whatever! For the billionth time, you guys know him differently than I do!" I shouted.
Luckily, they didn't press the subject.
The rest of our visit with Hagrid was a bit uncomfortable. I was glad to leave.
While we were walking the grounds, I saw Draco. He put his arm around me. Suddenly, Harry and him turned to each other. "What do you want, Potter?" Draco said at the same time as Harry said, "What are you doing here, Malfoy?" I screamed at them.
"WHY CAN'T YOU TWO JUST GET ALONG? Do you REALLY want to know what happened to my mom?" They both looked at each other, then back at me.
"She was MURDERED! By Voldemort!" I shrieked. Then I had to bite my lip to keep from crying. I ran towards the Gryffindor tower in anger. "See what you two did?" Hermione exclaimed, and then she followed after me.
I was silent for hours trying not to cry. I did anyway. It had been a long time since I told anyone about my mom." Just thinking about it was hard.
"Cynthia?" Hermione said gingerly. "There's someone downstairs to see you."
I didn't really want to see anyone, and I wasn't presentable, but I put that aside and made my was to the common room.
Downstairs, Draco and Harry were waiting for me. They both had forget-me-nots in their hands. I laughed weakly. I decided to tell them what really happened in my life.
