The next age of Misfits
Disclaimer: All of it belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling, apart from the characters that I've made up.
Summary: On one side you have the intelligent and bubbly Valentina Weasley, the youngest daughter of Fleur and Bill Weasley; on the other side you have the intelligent and sullen Derry Malfoy, the eldest son of Draco and Luna Malfoy. They have been best friends for life, what will happen when you throw the popular Viktor Krum Jr into the mix?
Chapter Nine
I sat at breakfast the next Saturday, being congratulated over a dozen times by passers by. The Hall was buzzing; having had the official announcement for the Yule Ball last night at dinner, the amount of people worried about date was amazing. I had also had three guys ask me out, all of them from Durmstrang, obviously hadn't learnt yet that I don't do dates. Unfortunately McGonagall told me that I had to have a date so I could walk in with him and have the first dance with him.
I heard Jess gasp from beside me and turned to her, half expecting for her to have broken a nail.
"What?" I asked, looking up at her.
"Nothing," she told me, quickly looked away from where she had been looking, and refused to look back, intriguing. I have to look now, I up where Jess had been looking saw Derry kissing my sister Mae.
"Bastard!" I said as I stood up and walked out of the Great Hall, I did not want to eat while being forced to look at the disgusting display of betrayal.
I stormed out of the Great Hall and knew I was being followed; I turned to find I was being followed by Emily, Jess, Alanna and Mary, while Corey and Cedric weren't far behind carrying some of their lunch in their hands. My stomach grumbled and I realised how hungry I was. I turned and headed for the kitchens, and started talking before the first step hit the ground.
"How could he do that? He knows how much I hate her! He knows that I'd hate for him to…to…well do that with her!" I told them furiously as we walked to the kitchens. "Why would he do it? He hates her as much as I do, he even said he'd never date her, or whatever it is they're doing!" I told them as we rounded a corner.
The six of them just nodded and stayed quiet as I complained and yelled on our way to the kitchens, well, Corey and Cedric at times looked like they would say something, but then someone else would hit them and they'd reconsider their decision.
When we arrived at the kitchen a few minutes later, me having complained the whole way, I told the house elves that I wanted mashed potatoes, boiled potatoes, potato chips, fries, any kind of potato combination you can think of I asked for, and some butter, salt and ketchup, my comfort food.
"Anything else you will be wanting Miss Weazly?" a small house elf asked me.
"You wouldn't happen to have some cookies and cream ice cream, hot chocolate fudge and some whipped cream would you? Because if you did could you make it into a huge sundae?" I asked, tears falling down my face as I looked at my food.
Don't cry Tina; don't cry about this… crap! I was crying.
"Don't worry about it Tina, Derry is acting like an asshole," Emily told me, rubbing my back and hugging me, trying to make me feel better.
"Yeah sweety, don't give him a second thought," Jess added and hugged me too.
"Tina they're right, men are scum, you can't trust them," Alanna told me, hugging me too.
"Hey!" Corey and Cedric yelled offended.
"You guys better leave if you don't want to hear anymore comments like that," Emily warned them, kissing my forehead and hugging me too as the boys dejectedly left the kitchens.
We stayed like this for a few minutes until an elf brought my sundae over.
"Thanks, but could you guys bring four of those, popcorn, some butter beer, fries some salt and ketchup up to our dorm, and could you keep it all coming until at least dinner tonight, if we want more we'll come back down later," Jess told the group of house elves that had congregated around us.
Emily pulled out her wand and performed a simple cleaning spell on my face with its puffy eyes and red nose.
"Come on sweety, tomorrow when we find out the next Quidditch game you won't care about Derry," Mary assured me. I'm sure she was right, but at that moment, Derry seemed like the biggest issue in the world to me at the moment, I was a teenager after all.
Luckily everyone was outside so the hallways were clear as we walked quickly up to Gryffindor tower. There were a few people in the common room either talking in groups or doing homework by themselves at the tables or couches.
I was rushed upstairs by my four friends and then placed on my bed with Missy in my lap. When we got up there we noticed our food had already arrived, I'm telling you there's great service in this castle. The house elves had given us all the food we'd asked for, which was never a bad thing.
We sat there eating our third sundae each and collapsed on Jess' bed.
"Why won't you just admit it?" Jess asked out of the blue, throwing her arm up in the air, the arm that held the fork.
"Pardon?" I asked rather shocked at her sudden eruption.
"You like Derry, you always have, just admit it," she added, a bit more quietly this time.
I looked at her in shock, how dare she say that! "I'm going for a walk," I told them, placing the bowl on the bed next to a sleeping Missy, grabbing my coat and walking out of the room, they all thought it wise not to follow.
When I got down to the common room I noticed people crowded around the notice board, the game couldn't be up already. Please say they are, that would make me feel a whole lot better. I got to the board and didn't see the Quidditch games announced on a piece of paper, but instead a beautifully designed poster announcing the Yule ball on Christmas Eve night, great, another thing to worry about.
Derry would probably now go with Mae and I would have to watch them snog all night, then I would have to go with some guy who would look at my chest all night or something along those lines and have to dance the first dance with said male, unbelievable, how could they do this to me.
This was my last thought as I walked out of the Gryffindor common room, grabbing my jacket on the way, walking into the hallway and down next to the lake to walk, it was so nice this time of year, even if it was frozen. I walked out the entrance hall door and saw Derry with Shane; I guess the library will do.
I walked into the nice, warm and peaceful library, walked over to the Herbology bookcase and grabbed the first book I could find, went to the nearest desk, sat down and started reading away. The silence ended when I heard someone walk passed the bookshelf near me, and a group of giggling girls a few bookshelves away. Thankfully Madam Pince kicked them out after only few minutes of torture.
I heard someone walk around over to my table and sit down across from me, I chose to ignore them, not in the mood for being social. I looked up to find the great Viktor Krum Junior.
"How is you injury?" he asked me.
"Hurts like hell, thanks for asking," I answered flatly.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes, me reading my book, hoping Krum would get the hint and leave. Of course he didn't leave; he sat there and watched me study the whole time.
"Would you go to the ball with me?" he asked suddenly and I looked up in surprise.
"Uh…" I was speechless; I had not been expecting that. Do I want to go to the ball with him? Do I like Viktor Krum? That would explain the feelings I've been getting whenever he looks at me. "Sure."
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For the next week I walked around with a huge smile on my face, no matter what I did I couldn't wipe it off. I couldn't tell anyone about the date because we weren't going to tell anyone, and I wanted to see the surprise on Derry's face when I walked in with Krum, well the surprise on everyone's face.
This Sunday was a Hogsmeade weekend, and I wasn't sure whether I'd go or not. My friends would probably be going, but I didn't want to stand there while they all tried on different dresses.
Every day after school I would go to the library to study, and every day after being there for a few minutes Krum would come and sit opposite me, breaking out his school books too. We wouldn't really talk, just study.
On Saturday Durmstrang had practice, followed by Slytherin; James told us we all had to watch both practices. To do so we had to wake up at 8.30 to watch the Durmstrang training at 9, have I mentioned that I hate early mornings? I walked sleepily down to the common room at ten to nine to find five awake boys and one annoyed boy.
"Your late," James told me angrily, he was really getting annoying being captain.
"Shut up James, carry me," I told them and Cedric stepped up and started to carry me, before we gave up laughing and walked slowly with the others, even though James tried to get us to hurry up on several occasions, honestly most of us could not be bothered to go any faster.
When we arrived we found the Slytherin team already there taking notes before practice. As we walked passed I could feel Derry's eyes on me, but frankly I didn't care. I hadn't spoken to him since last week and didn't want to break the roll I was on.
I felt someone grab my arm, as we all walked up the stairs, and I was dragged down the stairs and next to the stands away from ear shot.
"What Derry?" I asked annoyed, no longer that tired.
"You've been avoiding me," he told me, looking slightly put out.
"You've noticed," I said and went to go sit with my team but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him. "How's Mae these days? Or don't you get much out of her when you have your tongue stuck down her throat?" I asked sarcastically. He looked at me shocked. "Please Derry, you were in the middle of the Great Hall, how could I miss it?" I asked angrily.
"It was just a kiss. She kissed me, I had no part in and I didn't want to kiss her," he explained desperately trying to get the point across to me.
"Yeah it looked like you really hated it," I retorted.
"I got caught in the moment, it wasn't my fault," he told me.
"Oh, so that makes it all better?" I asked sarcastically.
"I'm sorry Tina; if I'd known it would upset you I wouldn't have done it. If I could take it back I would, but I can't," he pleaded, he really did look desperate.
I really needed to change the subject. "You got a date for the dance?" wrong subject Tina.
"Everyone seems to be taken," he told me bowing his head, and then looked up as if he had a brilliant idea. "You wanna go with me?" he asked smiling, as if I didn't need to answer.
I looked at him annoyed. "For your information someone asked me," I told him angrily.
"Yeah Tina, all of Durmstrang plus 20 other guys have asked you already," he said smiling.
I turned and started to walk away. "Well I said yes to one of them," I told him and walked up the stairs to my team who were enthralled by the practice and didn't even notice me gone. We sat there for the next hour and a half watching the practice, and every so often Krum would look over and smile at me, I'd smile back and I'd get that feeling in my stomach again. As the Durmstrang team walked off the pitch and the Slytherins went on Krum looked at me and motioned behind the stands, I nodded in response.
I got up and none of the guys even noticed, typical boys, they were too enthralled in the Quidditch before them. I quickly ran down the stairs, my side having cured a week ago, and around the stands until I found Krum a few metres in leaning against a wooden post.
"Have I mentioned I hate my cousin," I said as I walked over to him then stopped right in front of him. "He made me wake up early so that our team could watch yours and the Slytherins practice," I told him frowning and he just laughed.
"I'll try not to make training so early so you can get some sleep," he told me with a smirk. I glared at him and he reached out and stroked my cheek with his thumb. He started to lean forward and I knew what was coming next. What if I'm a bad kisser? Will he hate me? Will he dump me and find someone else to go to the ball with?
Before I could think anymore his lips were on mine, and God it felt good. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
We both pulled back for need of air, both panting like at the end of a Quidditch game. "Are you going Hogsmeade tomorrow?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm going to be dragged around by my friends who are looking for the perfect dress until noon when we will have lunch then I will sneak off and meet Corey and Cedric, leaving them to continue to fuss over what they are going to wear because by then I will be sick of them," I told him smirking. "Are you going?" I asked him smiling.
"Yes, we have been told about the shrieking shack and my friends must see it," he told me and I almost laughed.
"It shrieked because of someone who went to Hogwarts," I told him smiling and he raised an eyebrow. "There was a boy who was a werewolf and there is a passage made for him from Hogwarts to the shack where he would go every full moon, the shrieking was him," I told him smiling, of course not wanting to mentions that it had been Lupin.
"Maybe I'll see you there," he said, sounding kind of hopeful.
"Yeah, maybe," I said and leaned up to kiss him, God he was good at that.