Project fiction
There were Five
Fan fiction by: Chryszm
This is solely a fan fiction made due to addictiveness to the Harry potter Series book, I of course do not own the series, but simply a fan who loves to write and have been inspired by J.K. Rowling's story.
Verse Ten
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10
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I remember each and every day when I was forced to waste my valuable point in time to be an adjunct to the Five-some's reposing useless pleas of insignificant problems in their insinuated 'Flatulent' lives. Yes, I was being used as a kind of extra stimulation instilling more anticipation in their very perfect existence.
I learn by heart that Vince doesn't like noise and is pretty much annoyed all the time, I've discovered Leo's weakness which was that he was scared of butterflies when we were in the Hogwarts grounds trying to find Aaron's favorite Rose budding up somewhere within the vast grounds. To my surprise Aaron was allergic to Roses and ended up being hospitalized for a weak and Alain's pet owl liked eating mice which was utterly revolting. And who would not remember the majestic jerk that is Malfoy? Who knew that I'd be burying his books on the school grounds just because he wanted the plants to have subtle knowledge and make them more smart, as if that's going to enrich the poor vegetation life in the planet.
Such simple useless facts were very much something that I've recently observed and failed to write it in my little shabby notebook that I forgot in the hands of my faithful comrade Valeene in the noiseless Library.
I've also come to a conclusion that that was about as much information I could possibly get from the Five-some, not to mention the fact that I have a clouded view of Malfoy's chaotic life. I gain knowledge of the fact that I don't even really KNOW the Five-some at all, about their family, about their past, about almost every crucial detail of them yet I am in their disposition willingly awaiting their decisive explanation on the bizarre things they've insanely placed their lives on.
And now I've also risked my life with them… and inconsiderably Valeene's…
"Will she be alright?" I asked Vince for the seventh time.
He eyed me, lids slightly down looking hellishly annoyed, his brows aligning in the center and his stance looked like he was prepared to smack someone in the face, in this case my meager plain face. He was steadfastly packing a few things in the unpopulated common room.
"I told you… Aaron's following her" Vince replied.
"That's what I'm worried about" I was staring at him, sitting in one of the comfortable chairs in the Gryffindor Common room while he looked disconcerted and kept muttering to himself.
"Malfoy said he'd met us by the Old wizard's statue on the third floor" he glanced on me and deliberately threw his heavy bag on my lap.
"Could you be more careful?" I said as I straightened up and picked the hateful bag off my lap.
"Aaron's spotted the guy" Vince whispered.
"Let's go" I quickly added.
We went out of the Gryffindor common room as fast as we can and down the Gryffindor tower with no unconventional conversations or his repetitive haughtiness clearly engulfing us in a swift chase of time to meet Malfoy and the other's down stairs on the Third floor. Then both Vince and I were abruptly taken aback by some bleak voices we heard on the fourth floor.
We decided to stop by and hide ourselves on the strong solid pillars and get a glimpse of the holder of the voices having the very dreary conversation.
"You were going out with Lily potter? How stupid of me I should've known" said Valeene. I must admit, she didn't look wrecked and wasted like other girls look when they've known their boyfriends were cheating on them. Instead, Val didn't whimper in front of her boyfriend, she still looked the very brave and unwavering Val that I use to know.
"No, you've got it all wrong, they're just rumors" Michael explained but Val seemed to choose to ignore his uninspiring clarification and walked out of him. He was then left on the corridor silently reposing and cursing.
"If you're looking for a notebook, I don't have it" Michael said in his casual tone. Is he speaking to someone else? He couldn't possibly know that Vince and I are…
"I didn't imagine that you would pretty much be aware of us" Vince said as he emerged out of the pillar facing Michael who smirked.
"I guess I should give you more credit" Vince added and pushed his expensive glasses up on the bridge of his perfect nose.
"I know what you're thinking, but you've got it all wrong" Michael replied, he then took a step forward and walked pass Vince bumping his shoulder hard yet barely making Vince move out of his spot, Proving that Vince's body is as hard as his head, stubborn as his personality and stone cold as his heart.
"We're watching" I heard Michael mumble as he passed by me with an air of arrogance combined with a sort of disappointment mixed. I can't blame him for losing Val; he's probably lost something that can by no means pass by again in his meager dreadful life right now.
"C'mon" Said Vince and started brutally tugging me by the wrists. I guess I was deeply accustomed to Vince manhandling me that I didn't feel the pain of his brutish behaviors nor the fact that he always tugs me, pulls my arms and picks me up like I'm a sack of rice.
We both reached the third floor without any other nuisance akin to Ms. Norris purring and lounging about in the spacious corridors nor Peeves the poltergeist loitering on the hallways humming dirty jokes and crashing the armors and mismatching the suits.
Malfoy was undeniably there seeing that the place kind of like shine brightly and you could feel his hormones all about in the place once you're near him. He was wearing his Slytherin scarf wrapped artfully on his very appealing neck and his striking blonde hair looked craftily brushed. Wearing his Slytherin uniform, the expensive customized tailored robe he stood there as godly and inhumane as possible.
Leo was also there standing next to him all bundled up in his brown sweater, I've started noticing that almost all of his garments are auburn colored I guess it's specifically his preference of color. As usual he wore a grin on his utterly child-like face with his hand tuck in both pockets of his black pricey slacks. Leaning on the wall with the notorious messed up hair and edgy fashion attire was unmistakably Alain. His torn up clothes, pants, his peevish uneven smile and his wild atmosphere he gives were all present in the room along with Malfoy's hormones and Leo's childish quality.
"You've met one haven't you?" Alain said.
"Yes, he was there having a break up tête-à-tête with his girlfriend" Vince replied and took the heavy load of bag he once threw at me and handed it to Leo who approached us as Alain conversed with Vince.
"They're members are growing rapidly aren't they? Don't know if I could handle them anymore" Malfoy commented.
"What about them? Are you implying that there's another mystery yet that I have to unravel? You're not going to tell me aren't you? Or why you're being pursued?" I added.
Everyone stared at me somehow, Vince looking annoyed as usual, Leo stopped grinning and smacked his mouth shut, Alain stared at the ceiling and Malfoy looked displeased.
"Were in a middle of a chase right now if you happen to know, and don't ask stupid questions c'mon lets run"
And with that Alain took my hand and started to run from the corridor and chanting a spell to make our shoes run soundless from the floor, Malfoy and the others followed shortly.
As I glanced from behind I noticed that Malfoy was still in his unusual state of bland boorish behavior. He doesn't seem revived after that incident on the Halloween party and it kept me wondering until we reached the outside of the Hogwarts castle and seemed to be the hedge maze Hagrid's been growing for some time now.
I heard he wanted to grow the maze because he liked the idea back then when a Tri-wizard tournament was held. Though he limited the height of the hedge and made sure he would not place any dangerous creatures inside, or we all hope he won't.
"We're going to be back up" Alain then grumbled and instantly disappeared leaving Malfoy and I alone in the dark murky place.
"Uhm… what are we suppose to do?" I asked Malfoy, he then walked closer and took out his wand. I followed.
"Remember, no noise" he whispered in my ear. It made me shiver.
We silently went in the 7th feet tall hedges, the bush seemed very much tamed yet some branches kept sticking out making Malfoy's robe caught. He then decided to take of his stupid luxurious robe and leave it on the soiled ground. What a waste.
"You know, you're robes might get caught to, why don't you leave them behind?" I heard Malfoy mumble.
I knew he was toying with me, purposely fooling around and criticizing my style of dressing which meant my school skirt tagged with a nice maroon sweater and an old hand me down robe not to mention my white knee length socks which was not a choice I've made in the first place seeing that it was the only sock left I found in my cabinet whereas the other socks completely 'vanished' thanks to Marie.
"Shhh be quiet" was all that I can say to make him reveal his widely recognized trademark smirk.
When Malfoy and I reached somehow the deepest part of the hedge we both halt to a stop to hear voices yet again speaking harshly to each other, but this time there were four other voices.
"We've confirmed about the infiltration that happened on Halloween" said a very young boyish voice.
Malfoy pressed one of his ears on a bush and stood there perfectly still like a Greek god statue, whilst the air played with his neatly brushed hair. His face seemed kind of flustered; I guess it must be the cold winds making his cheeks flush adding more sex appeal on his perfect face.
"They're after one of us in Hogwarts aren't they?" said a very low manly voice.
"Yes, but we neither yet to confirm if they're after one of the Five" replied another drab voice.
"But I know they're not harming the others so why bother? I mean we don't merely exist for this right?" I was surprised to hear a female voice join the conversation.
"Don't get involved in this, you know why were doing this, it's because of my sister-"
"-But that is all in the past, how many years has it been? Two? Don't tell me you're still not over that" replied the boyish voice.
I felt Malfoy tensing up, I didn't know why but he seemed uncomfortable in a way that he swiftly pulled his ear from the bush.
"As we were saying earlier, we don't need to fuss about the Five, we should let them be" said the manly voice.
"Let's talk about this another time, as of now my spy's sent me information about them, seems there's some who are unregistered Animagus from within the Five. I've confirmed Aaron Peterson to be an illegal unregistered chameleon Animagus" said the female voice that sounded like she burned with pride; if she did I wished she'd literally burn.
Now I know why the notebook was important, I recklessly wrote something that gave away Aaron, not to mention the fact that I always condemn the five boy's in my notebook. But they don't know that I wrote such ridiculous things… and I don't plan on telling them so.
"As I was saying, it seems that there were more to these boys than what they seem" added the manly voice.
"Meeting adjourned" said another unfamiliar voice that joined the others.
"Why-"
But before the female voice could argue the new voice argued
"I've spotted three pesky rats lurking around"
"Eww that's so gross" the female voice commented.
"Not literally you dimwit" said the drab voice.
No soon did Malfoy promptly took me in his arms and started hauling himself past the hedges running as fast as he could feeling the wind slap me feverishly, We both made out of the hedges safely without a bruise or a scratch on his lovely face, if I did get a scratch it wouldn't matter as much as it would if Malfoy's face get's badly scrapped.
"Are they practically… uhm do they are they?" was the only thing I could think of asking. I didn't really know what they were, except that the voices were young enough to sound like they were students in Hogwarts and that they're interested on what's happening between the five-some.
"They're just gossipmongers, they just love to mess with us" I heard Alain whisper to Malfoy.
"It's not their fault" I heard him whisper back.
"Yeah, We've manage to chase someone, but unfortunately it slipped Vince" Leo said.
"That's odd, Vince letting someone slip" Malfoy commented revealing a smirk.
"I guess you've heard it all, I should retire for now" continued. He then started walking away from us four leaving me in hands of the man handler Vince to drag me up in the Gryffindor tower to secure my safety while the other two waved at me frantically grinning enjoying the torturous view of my robe being pulled by the Ice prince.
While Vince and I walked slowly on the unfilled corridors of Hogwarts, I noticed that he was muttering to himself yet again. It's been strange, he has always been lackadaisical, yet right now he's been grumbling to himself with a tone of resentment and anger. I decided to ignore him, since he'd later on get pissed on me and pour all of his hatred on my paltry self.
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After hearing such conversations, eavesdropping two times, I decided to wake up early and go to the library to read a nice thick dusty book. I am In need of some academic nourishment since being with the Five has drained almost all of my patience and knowledge of the fact that I am still absolutely clueless on what it is that is happening to them.
They don't even care about how or what I feel, or anything that I mention. I hastily got out of my bed, combed by forever bushy red hair, put my glasses on and my garment and promptly went down on the girl's staircase. No soon did I find myself alone in the Library, I gazed up to look at the antique old clock hanged on the white painted wall, and it was just 6 o'clock in the morning.
I sat myself in the usual place, far from the round table of glory, and near Madam Pince's table who was now magically rearranging the books and giving me a warm infectious smile.
"You're up early" said a voice.
I was then joined by Valeene who simply look as pretty as usual with her dark hair and bright intelligent eyes beaming. She sat herself at my right while five thick books magically conjured landed in front of her table.
"You too, I guess we're really in need of books or else we can't live without them can't we?" I said and smiled at her, who smiled enthusiastically back.
"Michael and I broke up yesterday" She blatantly said.
"Oh"
"Yeah, He was going out with your cousin, and it was his time anyways, I just didn't feel right with him that's all" she added. I patted her back.
"So, how are you being with the Five? Are they treating you right?" she then asked.
If I were to tell her how much Vince has been brutally handling me, or Aaron intentionally flirting with me, Alain playing tricks on me, Leo making me his private tutor and the notorious Malfoy insignificantly crowning me as his own wretched personal maid… I'd rather not
"I guess" I replied.
"There have been rumors about you lately, you going out with one of them. Alain?" she then asked. I laughed.
"Yeah right, rumors are just going to be rumors" I weakly replied as I suppressed another laugh.
Alain and me? It's like joking and similar to pairing Malfoy and me now that's even more impossible!
"I guess" she said.
Then a Hufflepuff boy entered the library, Val and I both stared at the boy who was 6th feet tall with dusty mouse brown hair which looked uncombed. He wore glasses that were tapped in the middle and hand me down robes. He sat himself in front of our table pulled the chair noiselessly and took out his small black notebook.
"Who…is that?" I whispered to Val.
I've noticed that he also had a small black notebook, that similar of Vince's. I wanted to know if it was just a mere coincidence, something he stole, or something like a copy. If it was a book then I'd like to have a copy to myself as well.
"That's Laurence Parteger, he's known to be an ignorant, but smart" Val mumbled.
"His notebook, somehow it seems familiar"
"Oh that, well not all of the students in Hogwarts have that notebook. Rumor has it that it's some kind of dark arts notebook, I don't know I've just seen that notebook in his possession and Vince Beut's"
"Really, he looks kind of weird don't you think?" I added. He was now scratching his head while he turned a page.
"No, he's just like that for now; you see his Twin sister died not too long ago, Laurice from RavenClaw?"
"I don't know her"
"I don't blame you, the poor thing was as transparent as wet toilet paper, and she was so introverted nobody seemed to care whether she died or not" Val said.
"That's awful" I replied. I'm awful for not having noticed her.
We suddenly decided to stop talking about Laurence and Laurice Parteger that we both read quietly after a healthy dose of intellectual conversation about the war between the goblins's and house elves on the 16th century. We were then focused on reading more about the giants and got us fascinated in the origins of the philosopher's stone when someone suddenly sat herself next to us.
"Hello Rose Weasley" said the voice. It sounded familiar.
The girl was a RavenClaw, seeing as she was wearing blue robes paired with a nice plain blue headband around her long brown curly hair. Her eyes were small, Asian-like yet somehow pretty and her mouth shaped in an irritating smirk, one that didn't suit her and made her look wicked.
"Y-yes?" I replied.
"I challenge you in a face off, a duel of course you DO know what is a wizarding duel right?" she said in a very mischievous tone.
"I do believe that I am no nincompoop to learn what a Wizarding duel is" I replied.
"Great then that means you accept my challenge, I really want to meet you later on the grounds, if that is, you're not scared?" she taunted. Her eyes flickered like candles burning relentlessly.
"But why do you want to duel with me?" I bothered to ask.
"It's because I simply can't stand you"
"If this is about the Five then please don't start such a pointless insignificant fight. I am not going out with one of them, or have been spending my very much important time with them because I want to, I was just forced to, blackmail if it is a must to explain" I argued. She didn't simply care.
"Amusing, but I just truly hate you" she said.
"Camille" said another female voice.
"It seems that my friend's are calling, see you later this evening" she then winked at both Valeene and I and rapidly went out of the room to join her other fine-looking friends.
"What was that all about?" Val asked but I failed to give a short reply.
Then the Hufflepuff boy went out of the Library to follow the footsteps of the irksome Camille.
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After having spent five hours in the library with Val I decided to go and have lunch in the great hall hoping to find food there when I get to the destination seeing as my stomach grumbling had to part with me because the Quidditch committee was looking for her, she played seeker in RavenClaw something that made me look up to her; I never liked flying that much but it's not that I'm scared to do so.
I walked down the desolate corridor of the third floor remembering the business we had yesterday night. Then I heard this wonderful music coming from a room nearby.
It was a piano, someone playing the piano. I remember playing the piano myself in our own little house. My mother brought me a nice upright piano and let me practice without cheating that meant using my powers. My father was always so proud of me when I was to play the piano, he didn't believe that I would get to learn fast and was thankful that I inherited my mother's brain, it's not as If Hugo didn't inherit it to.
But then our piano got accidentally over tuned somehow, broken most likely that we had to dispose of it. Hugo was the saddest of us to know it got broken in an unknown circumstance; he also liked playing the piano.
The music grew louder within each step I take. And when I turned around to look inside the room to my amazement I found a blonde hair playing the piano with a difficult piece that I can't even play.
"Surprised aren't you?" said a low whispering Voice. It was Alain who suddenly emerged from behind. This act startled me.
"Well yes who knew he could play the piano? Isn't that a muggle thing?" I asked him.
"Yeah, seems that he still can't get over it. Don't worry he's just like this when December's nearing. All goofy and spacey stupid jerk" Alain grumbled.
"Uhm, yes… he is quite like that"
Alain and I watched Malfoy play the piano, it was a grand piano, a black shiny new one that I've never seen before nor ever touched as well. He was playing some tune that I wasn't familiar with, I guess he composed it.
"He seems… sad" I commented.
"Well duh, who wouldn't be if… oh well you know guys get moody" Alain said. Just when he was about to say something else, he gradually changed the subject.
That was when I knew that they were all hiding yet another secret from me…
"Yeah guys moody, like you being moody all the time beaver boy" I said and gave him a smirk.
"Stop calling me that, I don't like being called like that four eyes" he retorted.
Alain then started walking away leaving me behind to pay attention to Malfoy playing the piano with the saddest tone. I gaped, there on the corner of the door looking at his devastated yet still stunning features, his hands gliding on the magnificent keyboard effortlessly plucking each note and he seemed focused, focused enough to ignore my wistful stare from the doorway…
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Verse ten is up! More mystery I guess, I made this chapter pretty much longer than the others since this was kind of a Christmas gift from me! Since New Year's approaching I just wanted to greet everyone HAPPY NEW YEAR. You're thoughts, criticisms and comments are pretty much well appreciated and yet again I am thankful to everyone for reading my story!