Chapter 10 – Party Time

Abby POV

The party was also Albus's party as he didn't get one at the beginning of the holidays. The reason for that was because I had shown up, well at least he got one even if it was late. A lot of people had been invited, I didn't even know who the hell most of them were. I just skulked around in a corner somewhere for most of it. I would have hung with Tony but he was busy trying to chat up some of the girls. Although I was watching him very carefully so as to try and catch him out – we had a bet. He bet me that within half an hour he would have five numbers from girls without using his vamp powers, I bet that he would have zero numbers.

Well the half an hour was up so I walked over to him trying to score extra points with two very young and naive girls. "Hi there sorry to break up the conversation ladies but I'm going to have to steal this man away from you." I tried to say politely to the two girls.

"But we only started talking!" One of the girls retorted back

"It's alright ladies I'll be back in five minutes, once I have managed to shake off this little dog here." Tony said. I dragged him away then I punched him in the arm. Hard. "Owww! You didn't have to hit me that hard" He stage wispered at me.

"Soorraay!" I said scarcasticly "Your time is up. How many did you get?"

"Three!" he said in a very cocky voice.

"That means I win!" I said in a bright, upbeat voice "because you said five and you only got three!" I explained before he could retort back.

"Ahh, but you said zero so neither of us win!" he retorted getting cockier by the sentence.

"Fine, so who'd you get the numbers off?" I asked being nosey.

"From Edwina, Alex, and Flo." He pointed out the people as he said their names.

"Looks like I win then!" I said between giggles.

"Why?" Tony hadn't got the faintest clue so I just burst out laughing.

I decided to let him out of his misery and explain "Edwina is a he/she – he's in the middle of a transsexual operation, Alex is a boy – he's a gay transvestite (dresses up like a girl), and Flo is a lesbian! So only one of the numbers is from a girl – the bet was specifically for girls – and they're only interested in you as a mate, therefore you received no numbers from interested girls and thus I win!" I was starting to sound cocky by the end of that speech, but what difference did it make when you realised you had just taken the piss out of my brother Tony and his purvey ways?

"I've gotta go!" He suddenly said and turned on the spot and left very quickly. Probably to sulk somewhere while he contemplated on what had just happened.

The party suddenly became boring now that I couldn't mess with Tony anymore and it had that kinda dead feeling. It was good party, just not bumping like the kind I like to go to. I like to go to wild parties where the music is so loud you can't hear yourself think and where everyone is dancing and having a good time. "Hi" someone said quietly behind me.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed, almost jumping though the ceiling. "Don't you ever, ever do that again James or I will kill you and I mean it!" I yelled at him. The only reason he had caught me unawares was because I was so deep in thought but normaly I would have sensed something.

I was now glaring at him because he was laughing so hard at me jumping. He suddenly stopped laughing – my glare was very sharp. "What do you want?" I asked him irritably.

"I just wanted to see how you were enjoying the party! And I take it from your face that you are not enjoying this party at all." He said digging his grave all the deeper.

"Why don't you go find Tony since you seem to have so much in common with him, he'll give you something fun to do, so quit buggin' me." I sneered at him.

"All right, all right! Keep your knickers on! I was going to be nice and cover for you so that you could escape this drab place for a bit, but now I might not do that if that is what you think of me."

"Oh! I'm sorry. Although that is what I think of you, could you please cover for me now that you have suggested it that would be great. I would have to owe you one."

"You would owe me any favour of my choosing?" he asked me slyly

"Hugh, I am so going to regret this" I said under my breath but just loud enough for James to hear. "Yes I will owe you any favour of your choosing. Happy now?"

"Yes, very. I will cover for you now as long as you promise to keep your word!"

"I promise, I always keep my word" I then took off out of the room, trying not to be seen escaping my own joint "exams are over" party. When nobody was looking, I dashed through the front door quietly.

Once I was out of the door, I ran as quickly as I could (which is very quick I can assure you) to the nearest park. Just before I reached the park I heard a squeaking noise. I stopped and hid behind some trees. There was someone on the swing and she looked upset about something. I shifted my weight slightly to get a better look at her, making hardly any noise at all.

"Who's there?" A strong and confident voice asked. The girl had stopped swinging. Something was not normal with her. I decided to investigate her further. I stepped out from behind the trees. "Who are you? And why are you here?" she asked more questions but I was the one who was curious about her.

"I could ask the same about you!" I told her.

"You got me there." She started swinging again, but her body language was more guarded than before.

"May I sit next to you?" I asked pointing to the swing next to her. She nodded at me so I sat down and started to swing myself. "So why are you out here on this cold and windy night then?" I asked her trying to cease my curiosity.

"I asked first!" She said without satisfying my craving. I sighed.

"I suppose you've got me there." I said repeating her own words. "Well do you want the long story or the short?"

"I've got all night and I'm all ears." She said meaning that she wanted to give less time for her own story.

"Well I don't know if I want to share at the moment. Maybe if I get a taster of your story I might be happier with sharing." I said showing that I was a secretive person and that I was curious about her.

"Humm . . . It seems like we are at a mutual disagreement. Why don't we start with names?" She said, it seemed like she was as stubborn as me.

"My name is Abigail Dora Potter, but you can all me Abby. You are?" I said trying to get something out of her without giving away too much.

"I'm Zeeva Sappir Sela David, but you can call me Zeeva."