A Snake's Charm

Dead, breathing, and more competition

by

Numanife ( Kat )

IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You see, I got grounded because I started flunking science for not doing work *.* Apparently, now homework is essential.I didn't know that..... HERE I GO~! Dramatic scene time!!

"Father," I stood up straight and furrowed my eyebrows together, "Aren't you supposed to be... you know.... Dead?" He started laughing. I clenched my teeth and rolled my hands into fists.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" I choked out as my mother gave him a worried look.

"I turns out, I was just in a heart failure... It started pumping again after you're mother left. I wanted to surprise you both, so had them not call before I came home!" He scratched the back of his head and laughed.

"OH! BECAUSE THAT'S TOTALLY NOT INSANE AND PSYCHOTIC AT ALL! EVERY FATHER'S HEART STOPPED BEATING TO TEASE THEIR FAMILY!" I growled as Draco laugh at my frustration. I shoved him into the mud and stuck my tongue out. My dad laughed and motioned us inside as Trevor left for lunch.

He took a deep breathe and sat us down on the couch. "Listen, Arminell. We have to tell you something."

My mom sat down in the chair in front of me. Flint and Draco sat on either side of me while Blaise stood behind it, leaning over me.

"Well," My dad sucked in one last breathe, "You're not a mudblood. Or a half-blood, for that matter. Both, your mother and I, are magic. That's how Amaya is how she is. That's how you got the letter, and the books. How you happened to find those magic spell books last year."

The rest seemed to drown in the back ground. I looked up at Draco. He rubbed my back with a sincere smile.

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After our long chat on how I'm a pure-blood, I went upstairs and crashed on my bed. The boys fell onto the floor and we slept for a while.

What? We were tired! I ran around too much!

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We woke up to my mother's luxurious shouting at 7 in the morning. I groaned and threw a pillow at the door.

"Arminell! Get down here! Someone's here to see you! Some one IMPORTANT!" I rolled my eyes on her emphasis. I got up and messed with my hair, then stepped downstairs to see this man of 'importance'. Pssh. It's probably just some kid who my mom figured was my close friend.

"Wha--" Turns out I was wrong. It was just 'some random kid'.

"Nelly!" I twitched a little...

No, he was much worse then that...

"Nelly! Where were you last night?" I scoffed and lite a cigarette.

"Get lost Will. I didn't want to go, alright!" He laughed as he lite own. Patting my head, he smirked.

"Why should I leave? You're the little kitten who ran from home!" I rolled my eyes and began to walk off.

"If you don't leave, I will"

He stepped forward and hugged me."Come on, babe, cool it."

I scoffed again and swatted his hand, "Whatever"

"Hey, kid, how goes it?"

I twitched, "I thought you were tired of me"

He laughed, "I wasn't tired of you, I'm just not selfish. I'm not the only one who loves you!" By now, my mother stepped out onto the porch for air. "Let's walk" And with that, he dragged me out the back like I was in trouble or something. I shrugged his hand off and we walked to the lake.

"What do you want?" I spat coldly.

"Want a cig?" He held out a cigarette.

"I quit after I got home. They're filthy" I crossed my arms.

"Alright, grumpy!" He put it away and laughed, "You were only ten at the time. Too young!" He shook his head. I smacked him.

"You gave my first one to me!" I laughed, "You jerk!"

"Okay, okay!" He laughed, "It was peer pressure, I admit it!"

"Whatever!" I smirked, "Now, what do you want?"

His laughter died down and he turned to look at the lake. "Did you find someone?"

Heh.... What?

=Flint's P.O.V,=

Sometimes, I wish I were Draco. I wish I had Arminell beside me, or someone like Arminell. She's cocky and arrogant yet sweet and caring. She's the kind of person you can grow on, no matter who she is.

But, now is not one of those moments. We had followed Arminell and this man to the lake and as I stand here, I couldn't imagine the look on Draco's face. I wouldn't look at him either. He needs some pride.

Blaise began to turn his head towards Draco but I put my hand on his cheek and forced it back towards the scene. He understood right away. As Draco watched the happy scene, he grew weaker. Sooner or later, he'd break. He'd cry. That's just who Draco is. He's frightened easily. He doesn't do well under pressure. And sooner or later, he cries. He's the other half of Arminell. He's open to his feelings.

While Arminell tries to hide every sign of emotion. The weakest I've ever seen her, thinking back to the mud-blood incident and the father note, had to be the nightmare she had. She didn't cry, no, she begged to stay with us. She was scared, drained of life. Like she had lost someone to somebody. Somebody she hated more than the world. Somebody who scared her. That was the only time she openly let us know that she needed us. That's why we never leave her. She needs someone, and we can be that someones.

We heard sobbing behind us, but we kept watching, for Draco's sake. He couldn't watch it himself.