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The end of October was drawing to a close and the situation at Hogwarts hadn't gotten any better over the last month.
The DA had been relatively quiet in the last month, considering that Neville, Ginny and Luna's plan to steal the Sword of Gryffindor didn't go over exactly the way they had planned. Though they had successfully gotten into Snape's office and broken the Sword out of its case, it was there own escape from the office that did them in. On their way out it was none other than Snape himself they ran into on the stairwell leaving the office.
With all that said, their detention was more of treat than anything. The three of them ended up with detention with Hagrid. No one could ask for a better one detention than that.
Since that night and Snape's strange decision in punishment, Neville declared that they weren't to take any chances for the time being, as he didn't want any of them hurt. Though it didn't stop certain members of Dumbledore's Army to land themselves in detention. Their argument being that someone needed to keep the Slytherin's from complete control. Of course they'd throw in a 'no offense' for good measure in Angeline and Gisele's direction. Though neither girl really cared.
To bide their time however, Angeline had taken to reading up on healing type spells and potions for the group. Not that she had any interest to join the healer field upon her graduation from Hogwarts—assuming she made it that far—she just realized that they wouldn't always be able to rely on the Hospital Wing to give them the assistance that they'd all most definitely need at some point. It was better to be stocked up and ready than to be bleeding or in pain.
Apart from that, Angeline tended to do her extra reading and spells when she was in the company of Draco Malfoy, much to his annoyance. She knew he was annoyed because of the last conversation they had had a few nights prior.
"Jensen," he had said. "What is the point in me sitting here with you if all you ever do is read that bloody book?"
"I like the company," she responded without much thought.
"Am I supposed to be flattered?"
She told him he didn't have to stay that he could leave at any point he wanted to, he hadn't said anything on the matter after that, but he did start to bug her until she slammed the book shut and talked to him. He was oddly satisfied after that.
As for Gisele, Angeline found that her cousin was starting to act a little strange as the weeks dragged on. When asked about it, she'd smile and wave it off. Though, Angeline knew it wasn't nothing. Gisele was usually holed up in the library and if not in the library Angeline was sure to find her somewhere with Blaise. However, that didn't narrow it down much considering Angeline was never quite sure where Blaise liked to dwell if he wasn't in the common room or the library.
So before both cousins departed due to different schedules, Angeline made sure to take the long way as she walked her cousin to her Ancient Runes class.
"Gisele," Angeline said. "You seem a little down...are you alright?"
"Of course I'm alright," Gisele said quickly. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Stop trying to tell me it's nothing," Angeline responded. "You've got this air about you. I've noticed it for weeks now," she said.
Gisele didn't say anything at first and it got to the point with her classroom drawing near that Angeline thought she wasn't going to say anything at all.
"It's my parents," Gisele said finally. "I've never been away like this and with your father's threat...what if you know..."
Angeline nearly smacked herself on the forehead. Two months and not once had she asked about how Gisele was feeling about her parents. Mainly because in Angeline's mind...they were always fine. They had to be.
"Oh," Angeline mustered to say. "I'm sure they're fine."
"How do you know though?" she said. "It's not like they can owl me here now can they? How can you be for sure?"
"Because for one they're both fully trained wizards. This isn't the first war they've been through, yeah? Plus uncle Xander and my father grew up together...if anyone can play his game it's him."
Gisele seemed to mull it over but Angeline didn't think she was convinced. Not that she blamed her, Angeline felt as though she was saying they were fine more for her own benefit.
"Yeah...that's kind of the same thing Blaise had said..." she trailed off. She flashed Angeline a smile. "Don't worry about it, cousin. I'm just a little homesick is all. I'll see you at dinner, yeah? Or will you be working on your healing potions and spells?"
"I have a free period right now to work on it," Angeline said absently. "But, um...yeah...dinner. I'll be there."
"Fantastic," she said a little too brightly. "Later, the bells going to ring."
Angeline watched as her cousin hurried forward and ducked into a classroom up ahead just as the bell rang.
Feeling bad about never asking how Gisele was feeling about her parents, Angeline turned and started to head back to the Slytherin common room.
Of course her cousin would tell her not to worry...but Angeline couldn't help it, she had this feeling that Gisele was either crossed with her or just not telling her something. Either way she didn't like it.
Please, the inner voice in Angeline's head drawled. Don't act like you're some saint and that you're telling here very little thing you do. Because we both know you've got more than a few things in your trunk that you wouldn't want her to know...
Angeline cursed the voice that oddly sounded so much like Blaise's that she was very tempted to kick the said boy the next time she saw him. Alas, she'd have to wait for that as he was in class with her beloved cousin.
Upon reaching the common room she was satisfied to find that it was littered with only a few students. All of them younger than her and knew better than to bother her. Not that she was anything to be feared...
Sitting in her favorite little corner, she pulled out her notes, wand, and the large book that labeled out healing spells and potion. It had been tedious work, but she thought it would pay off in the end. Plus she needed to do something that would take her mind off of her cousin's well-being.
She was just looking over a spell, she thought she was ready to perform. The only problem was she would need someone injured to practice it on.
"Do you even have plans to be a Healer after you leave here?" Angeline looked up in time to see Draco sit down across from her.
"Assuming I make it out alive you mean?" she joked. From the look on Draco's face she didn't think he found her all that funny. "Um, no," she tried. "I have no plans to be a Healer..."
"Then why have you been reading up on all that healing magic?" Draco asked. Angeline shrugged hoping he'd understand why she was doing it. He did. "For them. I see."
"No need to say it like that," she replied defensively. "What do you want anyway? It's the middle of the day. What if your minions and the girl—" Draco threw her a sharp look. "Well?" she finished lamely.
"I'll think of something when the time permits," he said pulling out a textbook along with a quill and some parchment. "Until then, I'm bored," he looked up at her as he dipped his quill in some ink.
"Don't know how you expect me to entertain you," she mumbled looking back down at her notes. She'd much rather he leave her be for the time being. They for the most part had a great system going. As long as the sun was up they did not speak to one another unless it was necessary. This was not a situation that she thought necessary. She'd just have to ignore him.
"Accipere dolorem sanem," she mumbled to herself as she practiced the movement of the spell without the use of her wand. Angeline did this a few times and each time she did it Draco would sigh so audible she nearly picked up her wand to do something about it. Perhaps she could get practice with this spell after all. "Malfoy," she said warningly after the umpteenth sigh happened. "I'm trying to work here," she said.
"So am I," he replied. Angeline looked up at him only to roll her eyes at the smirk on his face.
"Have you nothing better to do?" she asked. "I'm sort of trying to clear my mind of guilt and you sitting there is not helping."
"Tell me more."
"I will not."
"Eventually you will," he countered. Angeline shook her head and crossed her arms. "You will..."
"Draco," she said rubbing the bridge of her nose and closing her eyes. Why did he have to come to her now? Of course she figured she deserved it for all the times she had made herself his unwanted company.
When Draco got too quiet she opened her eyes to find him staring at her as if trying to figure something out. Lately his stare had been making her feel...
Angeline tore her own eyes away from his and looked back down at her notes. It made her feel nothing, it didn't mean anything.
Or so she liked to tell herself because she knew she couldn't afford to allow it to be anything else. She didn't want it to be anything else. This was Draco Malfoy after all.
It stayed quiet between them for a while longer. For so long in fact that Angeline was almost sure that in her determination not to look at him, Draco had grown even more bored and left without her noticing.
Not the case.
"What exactly do you want to do then?" Angeline looked up at him not surprised to see him still there but by the question. "With your life, I mean. If not healing?"
"Oh..." she said. "Um, I want to work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement," she said. "I don't want to be an Auror to be exact, I want to work in the division related to it, in the Investigation Department. I can typically find anything and anyone I want..."
Draco made a noncommittal sound.
"Thanks to your parents you know who most of the Death Eaters are," Draco said after a moment. Angeline nodded some.
"Doesn't quite matter though what I want to do with my life if You-Know-Who isn't stopped. He does have control of the ministry," she said. "Let's say he is stopped though, who's to say I won't dabble in a few other things." Draco looked away from her and across the room. "Why'd you want to know?" she asked trying to get his attention back.
"Just curious," he said looking at her again. "But—I've got to go..."
Before Angeline could react he had already scooped his things up and walked away from her. No one in the common room seemed to notice his sudden departure or rather seemed to care.
She on the other hand she was quite concerned to why he left so suddenly. Though she also figured she shouldn't have been. Angeline shook her body out some, she knew all this concern for other people no matter who they were would probably be the death of her. Or at the very least something as equally unpleasant.
It was late in the evening when Angeline and Gisele Jensen entered the Room of Requirements in the middle of what seemed like a very serious conversation. Though it was safe to say all conversations in that room were usually to be taken seriously.
"Sorry we're late," Gisele said to Neville, Ginny and Luna as they walked by them and joined the other DA members. "Had to wait for certain Death Eaters in training to disappear..."
"It's alright," Neville responded. "We were just talking about what's been happening in detentions lately and around the castle. It's about time we've done something about it." Neville turned and addressed everyone. "The Carrows think we're scared, it's very evident in their taunts in our classes. Pointing out how quiet we've been. Saying we're nothing but children trying to play a grownups' game and failing. But we're not. It's only the beginning"
Angeline nodded along with the rest of the DA, some even went as far a cheered at Neville's words. It still amazed Angeline how Neville Longbottom had changed. It was a good look on him, the confidence, the passion for what he talked about. He had a good heart, he had the makings of a hero, and if she had a chance one day, she'd make sure Harry Potter's name wasn't the only one to go down in wizard history.
"So what's the plan, Neville?" Seamus asked.
"Friday is Halloween and unlike previous years there won't be a feast or any type of celebration. Instead there's a detention and we're all going to be expected to sit in silence and obey the rules." Neville said. "This Friday, we're going to be causing a little chaos in the corridors. We know the detention will most likely be ran by the student guards that Carrows have set up, leaving the Carrows to scout the halls looking for the likes of us. And we'll be there. Stationed in different parts of the school causing all types of mischief...Leaving the mark of the DA where possible."
"What about the ones in detention?" Sue Li asked.
"Yeah," Ginny said speaking up. "We've got a plan for that," she said. "We're not going to release them ourselves, but we're going to get the ones conducting the detention to leave. Being that they've got the brains of a troll, it shouldn't be too much a problem. Once they're taken care of hopefully the one in detention have enough sense to leave."
"But what about the quills?" Lavender Brown asked. "The moment they start writing they can't stop until the end of detention," she pointed out.
"Timing is everything," Luna said.
"It is," Neville agreed. "Detention starts at eight," he said. "And that is precisely when we begin." Neville paused and no one said anything. No one moved. "If anyone here doesn't want anything to do with this, that's fine. Just let me know because I understand this putting yourselves in danger. Putting yourselves higher on the Carrow's list if caught."
Again no one said anything, they were all determined to do whatever it took. They weren't going to be taking the school back now, that was evident. They were showing that they weren't going to be treated like rubbish, they had a voice and they were going to be heard whether the Carrows liked it or not.
"Alright," Neville said with a small nod. "We're going to be passing around a sheet of stations. You lot decide where you want to go but remember that you should be aware of your own escape from where you'll be. I don't want any of you caught. Remember this is just a mission to show them that we're still here and we're not going anywhere. Also don't do anything too risky, you should always be cautious."
"What constitutes as risky?" Gisele asked as she was handing Angeline the parchment and quill.
"I assume it's whatever thought you've got in that pretty little head of yours," Angeline answered as she placed her name next to Gisele's on the line labeled Second Floor Corridor. Passing the parchment on she looked at Gisele fully. "So tell me cousin, what exactly do you have in that head of yours?"
"Hm," Gisele said tapping her chin as though in thought. "I was thinking sheer destruction...think that may be pushing it?"
"No, not at all. I think you can a bit more with that," Angeline laughed and she was happy to hear Gisele laughed with her.
"But seriously," Gisele said. "I'm going to do what I do best," she said.
"So pretty much like you said before, sheer destruction?" Angeline joked.
"Of course!" Gisele agreed with a laugh. "So how did the healing spell come along today?"
"Oh, yeah..." Angeline trailed off. "It was fine, I think I'm ready to perform one of them...the only problem is I need someone to be injured. I mean I could have easily pricked my finger or something, but I sort of got distracted."
"By what?"
"My own thoughts," Angeline lied. "You know how I get sometimes."
Gisele nodded, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure it'll be fine." There was a pause, "Listen I'm sorry I didn't come to you sooner about how I was feeling about being away from home. You always seem so occupied."
Angeline shook her head quickly and the guilt she had felt earlier had come back, "Don't be sorry. I'm sorry for never asking. I guess I was just so used to being on my own and not caring that I was away from home that I didn't even consider you were homesick."
"It's fine," Gisele said. "We've both got to adapt to things right? We've live two very different lives for so long. It's hard to break from that."
"Yeah," Angeline said. She felt bad that her cousin hadn't a clue just how different their lives had gotten, and just how many secrets she was keeping from her. How often she lied to her. Angeline wondered how long she'd keep it up. "But that's part of growing right?"
"I suppose so," Gisele said. "But as long as we're together it doesn't matter. We're family. You're stuck with me."
"Couldn't think of a better person to be stuck to," Angeline replied.
The two girls chatted a little longer until Neville has stood before them again. He had given them a few more warnings before he gave them all the okay to leave. Slowly everyone trickled knowing it better than leave all at once for fear of being caught.
"Sort of a shame that we won't actually be celebrating on Friday," Gisele said once they were safe in their own common room. Angeline nodded.
"I think you would have loved the Halloween feast," she said. "But hey, as long as we're together, right?"
"You and me?" Gisele asked holding out her pinky. Angeline smiled back.
"You and me," Angeline repeated taking her cousin's outstretched pinky.
It was the night before Halloween and the atmosphere couldn't have been any farther from the usual upbeat one that lead to Halloween festivities.
Though he wouldn't say it outloud, Draco Malfoy actually missed it. It used to be that everything associated with Halloween irritated him, but he supposed it was true that one didn't appreciate things until they were gone.
"How very sentimental of me," Draco mumbled as he paced the semi-dark classroom. He honestly didn't know what was wrong with him. Over the last few days—weeks—he had been feeling a bit off...It was in reminisce to how he felt just the year prior while working on the Vanishing Cabinet.
Genuinely, he didn't know what he was doing anymore. If he had ever been confused at any point in his life, he was confused now. Who exactly was Draco Malfoy in this world he belonged to? He didn't quite identify with the Death Eater despite the mark on his arm nor did he identify with someone fighting on the other side. He thought it senseless to say he fell somewhere in the middle because he didn't think he fit there either. Where was his place? All his life that had never been a problem. He was at the top. At least that's what he had always been told.
The only time he wasn't questioning his place lately was when he was with Angeline, but recently he was questioning why she did anything. Where she wanted to be...why she bothered to befriend him when it was so blatantly obvious that he wasn't any good to her. That doesn't stop him from wanting to be around her because for some bloody reason she made him feel—
"Figured you be in here," Draco turned to find Angeline just closing the door behind her. She studied him as she got closer and when she was close enough she cocked her head to the side in concern. He hated that she did that...that she cared. "You okay?" she asked.
"Why wouldn't I be, Jensen?" Draco asked.
"Don't know," she said as she pulled herself up onto the table. "Forget I asked."
"I tend to," Draco replied. It was Draco's turn to study her as she sat on that table with her legs crossed one over the other. Draco met her eyes and he could see the stress laced throughout them. He could tell there was something she was going to say to him. "What is it?"
She looked almost surprised that he had asked.
"It's written all over you face," he said.
"It might be best if you stay in the common room tomorrow night," she answered. "I would have told you earlier but I couldn't find the time; the DA is going to be causing a bit of ruckus tomorrow and I'm not sure how insane it's going to get...but if you don't want to get in the way I suggest you don't come out. They won't be very kind of Slytherins..."
"Specifically me right?" Draco asked crossing his arms. Angeline looked away from him. "So where are you posted?"
"Second floor corridor," she answered.
"You do realize what's going to happen if you're caught right?"
"I know the risks, Draco," Angeline said. "I'm not going to let that stop me..."
Draco scoffed and resumed his pacing from earlier. "You're not going to be happy until you're hurt," Draco said. "Why couldn't you be normal and just stay out of it?"
It was Angeline's turn to scoff, "Why does it bother you so much what I do?" she asked.
"It doesn't bother me," he said. It wasn't that it bothered him, it was that she could have easily skirted through the next few months by just staying quiet. There were times he missed the Angeline that only spoke up after days of trying to get under her skin... "Just don't expect to be saved."
"Oh I'm not," she said. "I'm never expecting to be saved. You just make sure you don't do something stupid like save me, yeah?"
"Wasn't planning to," he said.
"Good," she said. "We've got that settled."
"I guess we do."
Angeline shook her head at him but she didn't speak right away so Draco went back to his pacing. It did nothing to clear his head, but he did it anyway because there was the off chance that maybe this go around would do the job. That was never the case.
"Are you positive that you're fine, Draco?" she asked cutting through his train of thought.
"Yeah. Now stop asking," Draco said. Angeline rolled her eyes before jumping off the table. She moved into his path, her arms crossed.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me you're fine," she said.
First Draco looked up at the ceiling, cursing whatever deity may be looking down on them. Then with a sigh he met her light green eyes without so much as blinking, "I'm fine," he said.
She considered him for a moment before she smiled and shook her head, "Seems to be the motto these days," she commented her smile faltering. Angeline brought her hand up to the side of his face. "I'm going to bed...I suggest you do the same." Dropping her hand back to her side, she turned on her heel and started for the door.
"You think I'm lying," Draco said just as her hand touched the doorknob.
"Oh yes," she said over her shoulder. "But I leave you to your thoughts...Goodnight."
With that said she opened the door and slipped out before he could say much else.
She had been right though, he probably should go to bed. It was just very rare that he actually slept well and as of late, he almost wish his lack of sleep was coming from the stress of the vanishing cabinet...Because he was entirely certain his lack of sleep was her fault.
As were most things...
"What are you doing to me Angeline Jensen?" he muttered to himself angrily.
Draco decided that tonight he'd try something different to ease his mind to sleep. He'd try his hand at sitting front of the common room fire, reading until he grew tired. His choice of literature written by Theron Christiansen seemed appropriate for Halloween. He appreciated the gory yet sophisticated tale of a man trapped in the deadly dealings of his own hands.
It was practically Draco's life story packed into three-hundred pages.
Though he found that reading wasn't making him tired he found it was a great excuse to watch those that came and went from the common room. At quarter to eight, Pansy Parkinson and company left the common room to await the unfortunate souls in detention. Only a few minutes after that did he see, Angeline and Gisele Jensen leave as well.
Angeline had given him a meaningful look on her pass by and he nodded to his book and given her his best innocent look. After all he had no intention of leaving the common room tonight. It would be just him, himself, and this book.
He was very content with his plans for this Halloween. He was going to stay put all night.
Draco wasn't sure how long he sat in the quiet of the common room when Blaise Zabini of all people sat in the armchair near him.
"Go away," Draco muttered as he turned a page.
"You don't own the common room, Malfoy," Blaise responded. "I sit where I please."
"So you decide to sit here?" Draco questioned. "The common room is big enough where you can, I don't know, sit over there."
"No thanks," Blaise said as he pulled out a piece of parchment, quill and book of his own. "I'm perfectly fine here."
Draco sat up to retort properly but he was stopped when his attention was dragged to the common room door opening and in ran the screaming likes of Pansy Parkinson covered in Merlin knows what.
He and Blaise shared a look before Draco rolled his eyes and looked back at Pansy.
"What the hell happened to you?" he asked the still fuming girl. Everyone in the common room was watching while Daphne Greengrass tried to calm her.
"That bloody DA!" Pansy shrieked. "They attacked us! The other have gone to get the Carrows—No I will not calm down, Daphne!"
"Do tell why you're first thought was to come back here?" Blaise asked. One glance would tell anyone that he was completely entertained by the on goings here. Draco would have agreed to say that he was somewhat amused himself.
"Because Zabini, I know you're blood-traitor girlfriend and her bitch cousin Angeline had something do with this!" Pansy yelled. "Sneaking out every other night together! As if no one's noticed! I've bloody noticed! And I'm going to get my proof and they're as good as dead!" The last bit was screamed as she headed toward the common room.
Draco was no longer entertained by what was happening and looking at Blaise now he could see he too no longer found it funny because in a few moments Pansy was going to come back shouting triumphantly after finding the seventh year dorm room empty.
"Malfoy," Blaise said in a way that made Draco listen to him. "You can deny all you want later, but I know you and Angeline are friends, well I'm also friends with both her and cousin...they both know where I stand with these type of things dealing with the Carrows. I do not want to get involved, but I rather do hate Parkinson."
"What are you getting at?" Draco asked.
"Get those two back in this common room before Parkinson goes to find the Carrows," he answered looking toward the entrance to the dorms.
"How do you expect me to do that?" Draco wondered. Of course he could just send Angeline a quick message telling her to get back to the common room, but the odds of her and her cousin getting back without being noticed was most likely not going to happen. Besides it wasn't like he could just walk out of the common room himself.
"What happen to just staying put?" The voice in his head asked. Draco told it to shut up.
"I think you should do something," Blaise said quickly. "The Disillusionment Charm should do the trick."
"I see, you won't stick your neck on the line but I'm supposed to?"
"That's the plan, mate," Blaise replied. "I can easily distract Parkinson, no problem."
Draco pulled his pendant from his pocket and threw it to Blaise after a moments thought. "Since you know everything. I'm sure you know how it works," Draco said. "Use it." Draco was standing pretending he was heading toward the dorms himself. On his way he deliberately stopped Pansy in her happy tracks.
"She's not there then?" Draco asked.
"No," she said happily. "Neither of them! Excuse me Draco I have to turn in the blood-traitors!"
"Of course," Draco smirked until she disappeared before his sight. Making sure no one else was in the corridor, Draco pulled out his wand and rapt the top of his head. He had only used the charm once and even then it had only been on an inanimate object.
The feeling as though someone had cracked a raw egg over the top of his head and a cold sensation ran down his spine. Shaking it off a bit he looked down at himself he found that though he was 'invisible', no one would notice him as long as no one was really looking and he stuck to the shadows as much as possible.
"What the hell are you getting yourself into," he mumbled to himself as he snuck back out of the corridor and into the common room where as promised, Blaise was speaking to Parkinson. About what, Draco wasn't sure but from the look upon the look on Parkinson face she was growing annoyed.
Getting out of the common room had been tricky as someone would surely notice if it were to open and close with no one going in nor out. Draco threw caution to the wind and left either way, there was no time to worry about such things. After all he would be the last person anyone suspected of leaving the common room to help not one, but two people working for the DA.
Draco could hear the shouts and the blast echoing off the castle walls as he neared the Great Hall. Most of the shouts constituted of, "Get him!", "Retreat!" and "DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY!"
Draco managed to avoid colliding into two Hufflepuff boys as they ran past him and down toward the kitchens. Sticking to the shadows was a lot easier to do, it seemed that the castle had accommodated to what he needed and for that he supposed he was grateful.
He reached the second floor to see, Crabbe and Goyle running in his direction. Pressing himself against the wall, his once minions ran—if one could call it running—by him without so much a glance in his direction.
"Stupid girl!" Crabbe had yelled just as they turned the corner.
Draco looked up ahead to see, Angeline and Gisele running around the corner glancing over their shoulder. They came to stop a foot or so away from him, panting for breath.
"Do you think he saw us?" Gisele asked.
"Which one?" Angeline asked clutching at her side. "The twits or Carrow?"
"Carrow," Gisele panted. "Are you alright?" she asked. "Did they get you?" Gisele moved to remove Angeline's hand from her side but Angeline waved her back.
"I'll be fine," she said. "But we can't just stay here—"
"Yeah because you can get caught," Draco said dropping the charm.
Both girl's jumped and pointed their wands at him.
"Draco?" Angeline said at the same time Gisele said, "Malfoy?"
"In the flesh," he said. "Now drop your wands if you please."
"I don't think so," Gisele said.
"Believe it or not, I'm trying to help you two morons," Draco said batting her wand away. He didn't have time for the usual threats. "Thank Zabini...Speaking of which, Angeline. Your necklace."
Angeline was still looking at him shocked but she pulled out her necklace either way and looked at it. "She's gone..." she read. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Mean you two need to get back to the common room or else you're as good as dead."
"Well great," Gisele stated starting to walk off. "We'll be going then."
"I wouldn't just walk right in there. Parkinson knows you're missing and she's probably going to find the Carrows now."
"Then how do we get back?" Angeline asked. Draco noticed she was still clutching her side but refrained from commenting.
"Lucky for you then that I'm here," Draco said. "Disillusionment charm," he said simply. "As much as I hate to say this will you both hold on to me so I can be sure you make it to common room without having thinking I've lost you. It would be such a waste of a trip."
Angeline held onto the sleeve of his robe while Gisele stood there looking unconvinced.
"Gisele," Angeline hissed.
"I'm not touching him," Gisele said.
"Then hold on to me for crying out loud," Angeline said. Gisele still didn't look very convinced as she linked arms with Angeline. "Okay do the charm," Angeline said after giving her cousin a look.
Draco rapt each girl on the head first, he may have hit one harder than the other, before he did himself.
Satisfied with the results, the three of them set off back toward the common room. It was much harder now than it had been when it was just him alone, but somehow they managed to make it to the Slytherin common room entrance.
"Just great," Gisele muttered. "We can't just walk in like this. Someone is bound to notice!"
"Would you shut up?" Draco snapped. "Someone's coming."
Sure enough, Millicent Bulstrode was walking toward the entrance covered in whatever Pansy had been covered. She muttered the password and without hesitating the three of them followed her within.
In the common room, Blaise sat in front of the fireplace and if Draco wasn't mistaken he was sure he was looking directly at him and the three girls. Blaise's gaze however went back to the entrance where it had just opened again.
Draco didn't stay to see whom entered as he moved forward quickly into the corridor leading to the girls dorm. He stopped just outside it knowing he couldn't get by the magic that prevented boys on that side. He tapped the top of his head followed by that of Angeline's and her cousins.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked go on. He could hear yelling coming from the common room. It sounded much like Blaise, which was odd considering the boy never yelled. He much preferred the silent treatment.
"Don't expect a thank you," Gisele said as she brushed by him and into the corridor. "In fact I should kick your arse for hitting me so hard on the head!" With that she rushed toward the seventh girls dorm room. Angeline however hesitated.
"What happened to not saving me?" she asked.
"Now's not the time," he replied.
Angeline nodded and she stood upon her tiptoes and pressed a soft and quick kiss to his cheek. "Thank you," she whispered before hurrying after her cousin. Draco touched the side of his face before shaking his head and heading back toward the common room. He'd need to stall for time.
Entering the common room he had been right to guess that Blaise was the one that had been one half of a yelling match.
"What the hell is going on?" Draco asked. "Can't a person rest in peace in this bloody place?"
Angeline closed the door behind her and rushed toward her trunk. Gisele was already half way through changing when Angeline had entered.
"What took you so long?" Gisele asked. "Don't you think it weird he helped us?"
"Of course I do all things considering," Angeline replied as she as quickly as she could slipped off her skirt and pulled on a pair of pajamas. She bent down and threw her shoes and skirt into her trunk. She removed her cloak and shirt only to stare down at a bright red mark on her side where a spell hit her. She was fine of course, she knew a sting spell when she saw one.
"Considering what?" Gisele asked. "And you lied! You are hurt!"
"I'll be fine!" Angeline answered as she pulled a new shirt over her head. Making sure all her things were in her trunk, Angeline threw her hair up quickly into a loose ponytail and jumped into her bed. "Hope you're good at pretending to sleep!" Angeline hissed as she closed her curtains tight.
Angeline snuggled into her sheets and calmed her breathing waiting for the inevitable to happen. Shutting her eyes she listened as on the other side of the door she could hear voices getting closer and closer.
"I'm telling you, professor, neither of them are here," Pansy said the door was creaking open. "I've checked."
Angeline almost smiled but refrained from doing so, with good reason as the curtain of her bed was yanked open and a light filled her closed eyelids. She was yanked up and it was hard for Angeline to feign surprise.
"What?" she asked groggily. "What's going on?"
"No! She wasn't here!" Pansy screeched.
"She seems to be real to me, Parkinson," Alecto growled as Angeline hit the bed hard. "Those DA members must have hit you with something power to make you see things that aren't true."
"No! No! These blood-traitors were out of this common room! I know it!"
"I'd believe you, Parkinson, if your proof wasn't sleeping in their beds!" Alecto yelled back. "You've wasted my time on this goose chase! I could have very well have caught all those bloody DA if you hadn't told me you had two of them in your grasp! Sleeping girls are not proof!"
Alecto stormed out of the room and Angeline could hear her screaming at anyone that so happen to get into her way.
"What the hell was that about?" Angeline asked innocently. Gisele's curtain was open too and she looked at Pansy expectantly.
"Don't give me that!" Pansy yelled at her. "You weren't here! I know you weren't! I'm watching you two! I'll get you!"
"And my little dog too?" Gisele asked with a laugh. Pansy huffed and stormed out of the room herself. Angeline was sure if not careful Pansy would one day become the exact replica of Alecto Carrow...she pretty much had looks down so there wasn't much left to change.
"Little dog too?" Angeline asked after a moment. "Is that a reference to something?"
"This muggle film," Gisele replied. "Kind of funny how they think most witches look like hags..."
"So Pansy in a nutshell?" Angeline laughed. Gisele nodded laughing as well. Angeline sighed and fell back on her pillow. "That was close..." she said.
"Yeah I know..." Gisele replied. "Why'd he help us?"
"He mentioned Blaise," Angeline said. "Maybe that's why..."
"Why would Blaise help us?" Gisele asked. "Sure he's our friend...but it's not like he's actually willing to help us out...And to send Malfoy of all people, I don't get it!"
"I don't know," Angeline mumbled. Though she guess he used some sort of mind trick on Draco. Blaise was good with that sort of thing...but all the same, it didn't make much sense. "Let's just count our blessings...and we'll find out later."
Gisele shrugged, "I guess...but I hope Malfoy doesn't think we owe him something," she said. Angeline refrained from answering. "Well I'm going to actually go to sleep now...Night."
"Night," Angeline mumbled before she too closed her curtains and decided she'd actually try her hand at sleep.
It didn't come easy as she thought long and hard about why Draco had made it clear that he wouldn't come to her rescue...yet he had come to it anyway. Why would the words of Blaise Zabini be reason enough for him to help? Why was it that she just had to kiss him on the cheek to show her gratitude?
Those were question that she wasn't going to get answers for tonight...so she might as well get some sleep.
However, her night wasn't over quite yet when the pendant around her neck warmed.
Still alive I see. Angeline read off it with the light of her wand. She thought before replying.
Why'd you do it? She asked. It took awhile before she got a reply from the person on the other end.
Because I do stupid things, Angeline.
Angeline didn't bother to reply again as she let it slide back under her shirt. Turning over onto her side, she wondered what she did to get herself stuck in this giant ball of mess she called her life.
"By being nosy of course." That voice said in the back of her head.
"Yes, yes, I know..." she muttered into her pillow.
That night Angeline Jensen didn't sleep very well. If at all.
Alright that's the end of that chapter. I sort of punked out with that kiss huh? Oh well I hope you forgive me! Maybe next chapter!
Did you guys notice that this chapter coincides with the real world? End of October and all (as I post this that is).
Well I'm off to write my two papers for my class. How I wish writing scholar papers were as easy as writing fanfiction...
Questions:
1) How's school?
2) Do you have any request? With the holidays coming soon. I'd like to write some drabbles for you all. :)
3) What are some of your favorite Harry Potter book moments you wished appeared in the films?
-I have a few but one of them happens in OotP during the battle at the Ministry, in which our lovely Ron utters the words, "Accio brain."
Until next time! Take care and happy Halloween! Stay safe!
-TR