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Chapter 9: Hunting Down
It was monday. Breakfast was done and classes were about to start. Even after all the lying around Draco got, he was still so tired. He walked into Herbology with a hidden face. Not really, but he tried to keep himself unknown. Even Blaise knew that he wanted to be left alone and that was what he did. Blaise was over on the other side of the slytherin's, where they stood all in line with the table. Him, Blaise and Theodore were in the same classes with the seventh years. There weren't that many that had returned for school to redo their seventh year.
Just a few slytherins and Gryffindors. The other houses unsurprisingly didn't have anybody who returned. They never really had reason too, they weren't that involved in the war and they were able to finish. Ravenclaws didn't miss school.
Draco found his place between two unknown seventh years. Placing his books onto the table. A green cover that had the engraving of a simple leaf. There wouldn't of been person who didn't know the page number because Madam Sprout had been shouting it for the past few minutes within everybody's ears.
Late as always the Gryffindors entered the class and that made Draco sulk even more. He caught a glimpse of red hair before his head shot down to look again at that ugly green book. That even him, a Slytherin, didn't like.
On the other side of the table Hermione, Ron and slowly Hayzel found their spots next to the other Gryffindors. They occupied the whole side and the Slytherin's were on the other. Madam Sprout stood at the head of the table rummaging threw pages that had obviously been used. By their crumpled yellow appearance and the dirt smudged into the parchment.
The trio all stood a bit down the table from Draco. Ron eyed him with anger, Hermione glanced up every few seconds, and Hayzel refused to even look. Hermione tried to explain that it would all get better. Except Ron thought otherwise.
Trudging through Herbology, Hayzel found that it was really hard to learn when every time she looked to the teacher, that blonde hair always caught her eye. The class went on, listening to Professor Sprout go on and on about next week's big in class project. But first there were lectures to be done and nobody was too fond of it.
By the end Hayzel swiped her books from the desk in a quick hast. She left her two friends in the dust, she couldn't take it any longer. Being so close in range to Malfoy.
Though she only wished she knew that she wasn't the only one who wanted to escape. Draco as well wanted to get out of the classroom that held so much tension. Together both trying to ignore found looking at their feet the best way in doing so. A race it could be called; to get to the door the fastest.
With the rush of student behind her she ran into the one next to her. Shyly she brought her eyes to meet, to apologize. She hopped it wasn't a top dog slytherin, but what she found was a whole lot worse.
More than once in the past twenty four hours she again was looking into grey, melting silver eyes. Her own widened and instinctively tried to distance herself from who she knew was the"enemy". Her arm brushed the doors frame as she exited the herbology greenhouse. Hayzle rounded the corner so she was still outside and continued walking.
She twisted slightly around to still find Draco Malfoy following right behind her. A squeak left her mouth and tried to shield herself with her own body, turning to give the boy a shoulder. She stood still; her breathing shallow.
"Hayzel," said the calm voice. His shadow loomed next to her but a decent space was held in between. "Please… let me talk to you."
The sudden change in the Malfoy demeanor almost took her by surprise. She couldn't let a simple act of kindness make her believe that this wasn't a trick. An undisclosed noise was heard from her but nothing else.
"Let me say sorry, okay? I really am, I really mean it…" He tried to reach out to touch that shoulder that was closest to him but instead Hayzel shied away.
Draco didn't like this.
She moved away from him and a low demanding growl left his throat. The air paused and so did she. Harry closed her eyes and held on to that green book with as much force that she held in her arms. That sound from Draco almost made her turn around and take his words but she refused.
Draco did what he knew how to do best. Be his old Malfoy self.
"Fine. Be that way Potter. Just know that you can't just hide yourself from me. You know where that got you. And I very well don't want that to happen again. I have the sensibility that it was incredibly wrong. Why can't you stop being so stubborn and actually try to talk to me. You know work things out! And… Why can't you bloody except that! I am apologizing! And I never say that I'm sorry, you got that. I don't care for anybody, but now maybe I have too. Because I feel that need to. And I hate it….. So You know what," said Draco, his lips snarled. "…. I don't need you. And I will never need you. We can forget about everything!" with that Draco turned to leave his shoulders huffing as he walked.
Hayzel broke, she didn't know why but she felt that his words hurt. She didn't really remember last night but she knew that he had hurt her. From what Hermione said, and that was all she wanted to hear. She knew what had happened, so why did this feel so much worse?
Her mind turned, she now knew that he was suppose to be her mate. It scared her to know that it just so happens to be Draco Malfoy. They were enemies, that it would never work, but now it could? The earth placed him with her and Hayzel found it completely insane.
They could easily just leave it be, but she even knew that she didn't want to. Her mind rambled and thought quick and fast, and maybe not all that right but she did.
"Wait!" She whipped around yelling out to the Malfoy heir.
Draco paused and peered back at the black haired girl. She walked up to him with gapes in her steps.
"What?" He asked, his voice rough and unusual.
"I-I don't really remember. I was told, but I know what you're meant to be to me. I don't think we are suppose to fight, instead I think opposite," whispered Hayzel.
"You don't remember any of it?..."
"No. Just little things like you, and that it was dark and that it hurt, a lot," she told him; her eyes drifting to the ground.
Behind them, the students had left only leaving Ron and Hermione to stand on the edge of the grass. Ron looked like he was to bolt at any second but was held back by Hermione's arms. Hayzel just ignored them, looking back up to Draco who stood a few inches taller than her.
"I guess that's good. I feel so guilty and absolutely sick. And I'm not suppose to let things like that get to me. Your Harry Potter I can't care about you."
"Yeah, thats right, I am Harry Potter. It might be a situation where I could never forgive you, but it's going to be okay," she said. A fat pause filled the air.
"Okay," Draco said simply.
"Okay," she repeated.
"Later, I guess?" He asked, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Yeah, but please can we go slow with all this. I'm not that used to being a girl, I need time to think through all this. But maybe we can hangout in the woods sometime this week. I kind of was wanting to test out this wings I have."
"Yes, slow, I agree. And I could have a go with the wings," Draco gave the famous Harry Potter a rare smile. Something he never thought he would be doing. The flames that had been stored up between her and him had always been too high. But maybe, it could work.
Hayzel sidestepped and walked past him, the fabrics of their robes touching. Draco turned and watched her go to her friends that were still waiting. When she got to them, the mud-blood released weasel and latched onto Hayzel. Hermione pushed her into the school, Ron following in pursuit. But the boys blue eyes pierced his, never taking them off till he disappeared into the school.
The glare hard and cold. Draco tried to return the same look and succeeded to. His rude mumbling about the redhead passed his lips, but were too quiet for anyone to hear, even himself.
When the comtion had left, Draco was alone in the Autumn breeze. The sun still shining and birds chirped loudly among the trees. The air in the day was still gave a gentle warmth. Soon most trees will be bare and the evergreens will look sad and wilted to prepare for the harsh winter of Scotland.
A loud beeping signaled his attention. Pulling from a pocket in his robes was his times table. The second class for monday was a deep red with and long tilde saying the words LATE in big bold letters.
Ancient Runes had just started. But Draco had no desire to go, instead he found outside the place he wanted to be.
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~Hours later~
"Tell me again, why are we walking through the woods?" Jensen asked openly.
"Because.. If we were to fly in then that wouldn't do us much help. We could get captured, questioned or worse; be killed," Kyle replied.
The four of them walked through forest. Surprisingly it wasn't that dense, but large roots intertwined with the ground's surface. A bright setting sun casted through the trees bringing blotchy shadows to dance with the wind. Kyle leading, Chase and Alyssa following close behind.
"Ow! Son of a gun. I really do hate this…" A voice rung out.
Chase turned his head to glance behind him as chuckle ruptured from his throat. Jensen looked up from the root he had tripped over giving a short growl. Pushing himself up, the brown haired boy brushed his stubbled toe. He winced but continued his way to catch up with the other three.
Jensen jogged to fall in place next to Chase. The boy elbowed him effortlessly into the ribs.
"Nice fall eh, hope the ground was nice. You say hello?" Chase said to Jensen.
"Not funny, and no I did not for you information," He said back in retaliation. A smug smile lit Chase' face but a frown laid across Jensen's.
"Well from what I saw.. I think you did!" Chase laughed.
"Knock it off you two. We still have an hour left and I want to get there before the sun sets," Kyle told the boys behind him.
"Agree, you are all just idiots, we barely have any time," Alyssa spoke shaking her head slightly. Her straight, light brown hair swinging out to the side. A double "Hey" came from the two male's next to her.
Alyssa broke from Chase and Jensen and got besides Kyle, she smiled up at him.
"So, what's the plan when we get there?" She asked calmly.
"Well first set up a camp, hopefully while it's still light. And strike tomorrow, collect the new Adze's, and then be off as quick as we can," His strict voice said.
"Okay, sounds good," Alyssa replied.
"Great," Kyle said amiably. He stepped closer together to the girl. Her bare short sleeved arm brushing his. They both stopped and Kyle rounded Alyssa before he grabbed both her shoulders with his hands.
Kyle leaned in and kissed her, her hands clasping around his neck.
Chase's eyes widened before his hand swooped up to cover. They were going rough. Jensen tuned his back and dry heaved over the ground, the sounds audible through the woods.
"Hate it when they do this," Jensen mumbled.
"Eh same thought.." Chase replied.
They broke the kiss and she rested her head against his chest, inhaling deeply.
"Why you always have to do this?" Jensen asked, not really caring for an answer.
Kyle laughed short. "Because she is my mate," he said easily.
"I know, but why in front of us. It's awkward. Every time you do that we" He pointed to Chase. "Exchange this weird connection that we have the same thoughts and its completely, absolutely awkward.." Jensen breathed.
Chase gave him a weird look.
"What? Tell me you feel that too, I am right, right?"
"Sorry buddy, but no. You're the weird one here." Chase said.
"Am Not."
"Yeah, you are too."
The little fight continued. As they continued to walk. Alyssa grinned, "both," she stated.
"Yes, they both are the weird ones," Kyle said back.
Later on, on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, the four Adze, built camp. Not tents, but placed sticks and bark creating a large box. The roof and three sides, the other wall open. Blankets had been spread out on the ground from the large bag Kyle had strapped to his back.
The Adze worked well in the outdoors, but that didn't mean that they were restricted to life in the trees, or cooked on simple campfires. They lived in houses, and visited cities, just like others would. It was a world; their world that was divided into different parts. They were given the names of Fields.
They weren't territories or districts, but places where if one could leave if they wanted to. There were no drastic rivalries so if one were to cross a Field border, it would not be a problem. Each Field had a Prince that created an agreed set of rules, rules that had been passed and concluded over. Just like a government.
There were fifteen Fields,
Making that fifteen Princes,
all of them under one King, that watched over them all.
Kyle sat cross legged his eyes set on the glistening lights peaking out from the layers of trees. The school only half mile away… but now wasn't the time to retrieve the "new borns". Night had fallen and the slightly closing moon casted down through the dense trees.
A fire had been made that brought light as well as warmth to the four. Close to the fort it was made, so the two things the fire gave off was able to reach inside. All of them within the handmade, wooden building.
Alyssa laid on her back and her hair fanned out beneath her. Her eyes closed as she hummed a tune. Kyle next to her but not touching.
"When do you think we will get them?" Chase asked,"There are two right?"
"I expect us to have them sometime tomorrow, ease our way into that grand of a place slowly, and yes there is two," Spoke Kyle drawing his blank gaze from the darkness of trees.
"Do we even know who they are? This is a school and there's bound to be a lot of people," Popped in Jensen, peeking his head from behind Chase to look at their undecided leader.
"Yeah, I got an idea, one has blonde hair is what I've been told,"
"Well that's just great," Snapped Jensen, his slow green eyes narrowing. "There's probably a lot of blondes, and that doesn't even help us find the other one," He adjusted his body turning towards Kyle.
He sat with one leg straight while the other was bent upwards. His knee even with his chest, the right hand resting on the mountain. The light of the fire flickering against his face.
"You're right, but I think we will be able to tell. And the other, we shouldn't have a problem with, I assume. Probably the blondes mate, at least I hope so."
"You hope so!" yelled Chase and Jensen both.
"If they are mate's they we will have an overprotective male on our hands, Me and Chase might as well be dead," said Jensen.
"No you won't, because it won't be a problem, just don't give him a reason to hate you and everything will be fine. I don't feel that way with you guys so possibly the new Adze won't as well," Kyle told the younger boys.
"I guess," said Chase. Jensen shrugged his shoulders and nodded even if it was half-heartedly.
"You will see, everything's going to turn out alright."
By now Alyssa wasn't even listening but asleep. Her body turned away from the sound and her knees pulled up to her chest.
Kyle looked to her and smiled softly. Touching her hair as he got next to her and laid down.
"Bet he will rip your head off," said chase.
"Yeah? Really think so because I bet he will rip your dick off, and I'll just be there laughing through the whole thing," Jensen smirked.
"No, because you will already be dead-"
"Ha nope!..And what did you say about a bet?"
"Definitely…deal ten pounds, been dying for a Bacon Butty. Been so long.." Chase said, thinking about that sandwich.
"Okay, stop that! So yes it's a deal,"
"Yup no head for you Jensen," laughed Chase falling backwards to the ground.
"Really guys? This isn't something you make a deal over," said Kyle from over his shoulder.
"Naw probably not, but hey it could be fun," Jensen said as he too laid down.
Kyle said nothing about the bet but shook his head, his lips a faint smile. "Now go to sleep, we want to be up early, alright."
Chase mumbled a "yes" and Jensen kept quiet as he fumbled with the thin blanket.
Jensen pulled the blanket up to his chest but growled when his feet popped out at the bottom end. He pulled the fabric down but was no use as his toes were again uncovered.
The Adze just groaned and rolled over; giving up.
Chase chuckled then he too tried to fall asleep, doing as Kyle had asked. He didn't have a problem with it either, all the walking made him tired.
Late into the night the fire dimmed to smoldering smoke that rose in rolling streams into the air. Nothing would harm them because they two were creatures. Others knew well not to bother them.
They weren't bothered again till the morning sun touched the horizon and Kyle's good morning call to wake up. They couldn't wait.
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