AN: i actually forgot that I hadn't updated today. I thought 8 was today's chapter lol
"I told you not to go out in the December cold without your robes." Aurum deadpanned.
Draco rose to give a hearty cough and laid back down gently. He turned onto his side, away from Aurum, Gregory, and Vincent.
"I feel like Macbeth on his last leg." Draco moaned.
"You don't have to be such a drama queen about it," Aurum said.
"Yeah, calm down, Malfoy, you'll be fine." Vincent added.
Aurum quickly turned her head to watch her crush, Harry Potter, walk out of the infirmary with his staring friend. He had been visiting Hermione who was recently frozen by the monster of the Chamber of Secrets.
"Harry is so dreamy." Aurum sighed, faint pink growing in her cheeks.
"In what way?" Gregory demanded to know.
"Well, he's so brave and heroic. And what's not to like about a man who's at least taller than me, dark, and handsome?" Aurum tittered.
"If you become his girlfriend, we can't be friends anymore." Draco quickly said. It sounded like his words were all one.
"And why not?"
"He's the Ralph to my Jack Merridew. I can't have my tribe surrendering to his side. It should be the opposite. Everyone knows I'm cooler than him." Draco explained.
"That's true. If it wasn't, I suppose I'd be hanging out with him. Where would you be without me though? Probably sick in bed longer because without me, you'd have probably jumped in the lake." Aurum noted.
"I was just proving my manhood to Potter." Draco crossed his arms. He coughed loudly.
"If you wanted to do that, you could've just had a duel in a deserted hallway. There's no way Potter would have won," Gregory said.
"Or maybe not, he might send his snake army after you." Vincent added.
Interrupting the three's bout of laughter was the nurse, Madam Pomfrey. She told Draco to raise up else he may aspirate.
"Ms. Creste," Madam Pomfrey addressed her, making her head snap up, "I need you to hurry down to Hagrid's and fetch me a dozen eggs for breakfast. I sent Ms. Ginevra Weasley and she hasn't yet returned."
Aurum nodded, her mission fully understood. She quickly departed for the gamekeeper's cottage.
Once there, she knocked on Hagrid's door lightly, unsure if he was sleeping. If that were the case, she didn't wish to disturb him, or anybody for that matter.
"Hallo there, Aurum? What brings you here?" Hagrid answered the door jovially.
"I've come to fetch some eggs for Madam Pomfrey. Have you gotten any from your hens in the back?"
"Yeh, I believe I do. Ron's sister came down a bit ago though. I'm not entirely sure if she got anythin' or not." Hagrid scratched his head. "Well, I hope ye find what yer lookin' fer."
Aurum skipped and hopped towards the chicken coop. Once she was in the vicinity, she heard endless squawking and crowing. It sounded like the chickens were in some kind of horrible pain. She rushed towards the front of the coop.
Ginny Weasley came out of the coop, a bloodied wand and clothes on hand. She sent a devilish smile Aurum's way. The setting sun left her silhouette completely in the dark, making for a creepy entrance.
"Hello there...?"
"Aurum Creste. You know me. We're the founders of the Harry Potter fan club." Aurum pressed her lips together. Something wasn't right. She couldn't tell Hagrid about this. He'd never believe her.
"Right, right, Aurum... Listen, you can't tell anyone about this meeting if you want to keep your head on your shoulders." Ginny smirked.
The redhead walked away with the stride of a businessman. She fixed her red and gold tie and slightly shoved Aurum on her way back to the castle.
Aurum had no choice but to stare at the girl who she shared, yes, a sort of rivalry, but a sort of friendship as well being in the fan club. She wondered if it would have been the same if she were Neville who was only in the club for the admiration of Harry rather than an outright crush. Or so he said.
She shook her head and tried to clear it of what had just happened and focused on getting the eggs. Inside the chicken coop which was smaller than she expected given Hagrid's almost giant height and wide berth. The coop was also stained with blood in every corner. It made Aurum so sick that she had to throw up right outside the coop onto the ground. It wasn't flattering, but what else could she have done?
Without a moment's hesitation, Aurum picked up a dead chicken and grabbed the egg beneath it, putting it into the basket Pomfrey had given her. She didn't want to think about her actions, so she did them as quickly as possible. At the end, she had recovered twelve eggs. That was all there was anyway.
Before she got off the gamekeeper's grounds, she threw up again, the smell of blood still lingering. Her heart ached when she thought about the hens and what Ginny must have put them through. She just didn't understand why. It wasn't like she was a werewolf who couldn't control herself. Even then, werewolves were friendlier towards animal than a human being could ever be. Perhaps that's why Aurum felt such passion for the death of the chickens.
On her way back to the castle, a fluffy yellow chick emerged from one of the eggs. Aurum put her basket down and cradled the chick. She decided to name it Dragon, after her dearly departed owl and carried it in her hand to Hogwarts. Surely, Hagrid wouldn't mind.
Back in the infirmary, Aurum sadly handed the eleven eggs to Madam Pomfrey whom she thought might be disappointed. The nurse waved away her suspicions, telling her that Ginny had gotten a dozen eggs for her anyway. Aurum didn't question this as she was simply happy to be out of punishment for one less egg.
Aurum took her seat next to Gregory who was sleeping on Vincent who was sleeping on him.
"Is that a chicken in your hands?" Draco asked with a yawn. He was nodding off too.
"Yes, I'm naming him Dragon. I used to have an owl named Dragon." Aurum grinned ear to ear at the prospect of this new pet.
"My name means dragon in Latin. Or so my mother told me. Our whole side of the family is named after constellations. It's a tradition." Draco smiled.
Aurum thought for a second. "So if we got married and had kids—"
"I thought you wanted Potter's?"
"I'm just thinking out loud, Draco. But yes, I do. If we had children, I'd like to name one Scorpius. After the constellation. That's my star sign," Aurum said.
"You didn't have to tell me that, I know your birthday's the twenty-fourth of October. We had a huge party for you. Course, I don't think I or the rest of the Slytherins would've done it considering your blood if they had known at the time." Draco groaned.
He gave out a sudden grunt of anger. He pulled his pillow out and buried his head in it.
"I just don't get it!" he screamed, muffled into the pillow.
"What?"
He removed his head from the muffler. "I don't understand why parents have such a problem with blood! It's not like we're vampires or something. I was only going along with my father over strictly hanging out with purebloods, but you're a better friend than anyone I've ever known."
Aurum turned a shade of pink. "Stop it, you're making me blush." she giggled.
"I'm serious, Creste. I really like you. More than anybody. Crabbe and Goyle are nice too, but before you came along, our real conversations were few and far in-between." Draco pouted. "I'm just glad you're here and that we have no more secrets." he smiled warmly at her.
"I am too." Aurum put her hand on Draco's. She did have one secret. She took her hand back rather fast when she realized this, alarming him. "I forgot, you're sick." she excused herself.
"Right, well, I better be off to sleep. It's getting to be ten o' clock. I need my beauty rest."
"Alright, Princess Aurora. Off to bed with you, then." Aurum mimicked Madam Pomfrey's haughty tone. She tapped on Gregory's shoulder, nodding for the three of them to head to their common room.
AN: endgame is so confusing
also Ginny and Aurum are the heads of the HPFC who really don't care who gets with him, they just want each other to be happy
and want to see if they can talk Harry into a threeway marriage
