First: I don't own the Harry Potter universe or characters, I do own however any OC's.
Quote: Homer, the Iliad
The whims of youth break all the rules.
Chapter: Exploding Bonbons
5th November 1992
Lyrisadora walked down the hallway with three large books in her arms. The hallway was all but abandoned, aside from Cassondria , Cordula, and Lucretia. Lyrisadora tried to remember to breathe as she continued to walk down the corridor. The three girls stopped chatting once they caught sight of her. Lyrisadora avoided their gaze and tried to focus on the path straight ahead.
"Are you alright Lyrisadora?" Cassondria asked silkily.
"Fine," said Lyrisadora curtly as she continued to walk.
The other blonde smiled. "Really, because I heard a rumour, that you've been cheating on Cedric Diggory with George Weasley."
Lyrisadora stiffened, coming to a halt. "Excuse me?" She hesitantly took a step back when she faced them. Cassondria's smile grew.
Cassondria's smile grew. "I must say, it's a bit of a fall, even for Diggory—he may be a half-blood and a Hufflepuff—but a Weasley's a bit low for even your standards," she remarked scathingly.
Lucretia and Cordula giggled from behind Cassondria.
Lyrisadora bottled up her anger.
"I don't know what you're talking about — George is just a friend."
"Oh, come on, Malfoy, don't lie." Cassondria narrowed her eyes, taking a step closer. "We've all seen how close you are with him." She tilted her head to the side and smiled wickedly. "Or is it just a quick bit of action while Diggory isn't watching?"
A flash of rage entered Lyrisadora's eyes. "You're vile. I was helping George with my homework if you must know," she snarled.
"Still good enough for the rumour mill," said Cassondria, smirking. "Your father might even find it kind of funny," her voice lowered.
The books felt heavy in Lyrisadora's hands, as her discomfort grew. "My father doesn't concern himself with juvenile gossip," she sneered, forcing herself to be brave. "And... and he'd be very upset to find out the child of his friends was spreading slander."
Cassondria raised an eyebrow, watching her closely, a look of uncertainty flashed in her green eyes. "...Well, we'll just have to see what everyone else makes of it tomorrow," she replied snootily, stepping back.
Lyrisadora opened and closed her mouth, wanting to retort with a nasty name for Cassondria but couldn't bring herself to say it, even though she oh so wanted to. Instead, she just glared at Cassondria.
"Whatever," she sneered as she began to walk away. She turned away and stepped forward.
Lucretia stuck her foot out, causing her to trip.
Lyrisadora's books fell to the floor as she landed onto the cold stone floor. Cassondria and Co burst out laughing, Lyrisadora felt her cheeks burn red as she scrambled to her feet and ran off.
Lyrisadora sat on her bed, holding her knees to her chin as Sapphira nuzzled her. Oh, how she hated Cassondria with a passion, for some reason the girl had gotten meaner. It seemed she still had a permanent vendetta against her. The only thing Lyrisadora had ever done to Cassondria, had been when she accidently knocked her into a lake at a tea party when she was six, she had thought Cassondria would get over it, but apparently the girl could hold a grudge.
She sighed deeply before she snapped her head upwards at the sound of the dormitory door opening. She hoped it wasn't Lucretia, she was the last person she wanted to see right now. The door opened and to Lyrisadora's relief, it was just Elizabeth. Elizabeth walked into the room, not looking at Lyrisadora as she had her eyes fully locked onto a charms essay in her hand as she proofread it.
"Hey, Lyra," she drawled, not looking up as she sat on her bed.
"Hello, Liz," greeted Lyrisadora, forcing her voice to be cheerful. "Finished your charm essay?" she inquired, trying to make conversation. Elizabeth nodded dully as she made some corrections with her quill.
"Nearly finished, just some spelling errors," she replied plainly.
"That's good." Lyrisadora smiled brightly, causing Elizabeth to look up from her essay, arching an eyebrow at her.
"Very," she drawled, she stared at her for a second before putting down her work. "Are you okay Lyra?"
Lyrisadora kept her smile in place."Fine, never better, just a tad tired."
"Right..." Elizabeth frowned.
Lyrisadora squirmed uncomfortably. "Well, I best get ready for bed." She stood up.
"But, it's only 8pm."
"Oh, is it? Well, like I said, I'm tired," Lyrisadora insisted, as she started to walk towards the door before Elizabeth could further protest. But the door opened before her hand could turn the doorknob. She stepped back as Lucretia walked through the doorway.
Lyrisadora kept her expression blank as Lucretia smirked but said nothing as she let her pass. Elizabeth looked between the two warily, but Lyrisadora hastily walked through the door before she could bombard her with questions.
6th November 1992
Lyrisadora sat down next to her brother at the Slytherin table during breakfast. She played with her porridge, stirring it until it started to become watery, her head rested on her knuckle. She didn't look up as the owls came swooping into the hall, dropping letters in front of them all. She heard Draco next to her rip open his.
"Apparently, Mother and father are to be away this Christmas," he said aloud. Lyrisadora looked up and turned to him, he was looking directly at her, the letter in his hand.
"Why?" she asked, their parents never went away at Christmas without them. Draco scanned the rest of the letter.
"It appears they're going away to Paris, to spend quality time together," drawled Draco, grimacing at the last sentence.
Lyrisadora was confused, but after a second of ignorance, she gagged and dropped her spoon.
"Ewww, but they're old."
Draco's grimace deepened. "Uh, I know,"
"So it looks like we're here for Christmas," stated Lyrisadora, her spirits slightly more lifted after the funny yet disgusting realization what their parents would be doing over Christmas.
"Great, I'll be stuck here with Potter," sneered Draco. Lyrisadora rolled her eyes at him.
"It isn't that bad... you know, I don't see why you're complaining, it's your fault that Potter's your enemy — if you were only civil..." lectured Lyrisadora lightly.
"Civil," spat Draco. "He doesn't deserve it — he's a goody two-shoes who thinks he owns the place."
Lyrisadora looked at him skeptically, he was being a tad hypocritical, if anyone thought they owned the place it was Draco.
"If you say so." She sighed as she began to eat her porridge.
Lyrisadora waved goodbye to her brother as she exited the Great Hall. She walked in silence before screaming as Fred and George jumped out from behind the corner.
"You!" she snapped, she hated it when they did that. The twins just laughed.
"Works every time," laughed Fred, Lyrisadora huffed and folded her arms, as the two calmed down.
"What do you want anyway?" she questioned in frustration.
"Just wondering if you wanted to come to Hogsmeade with us; we're heading off to Honeydukes," invited George.
"Honeydukes," said Lyrisadora brightly, she had been craving one of their Cauldron Cakes lately. But then she remembered her plans. "Oh, but I already promised to meet Cedric at the three Broomsticks already," she said slightly gloomily. Fred moaned.
"Uh, pretty boy Diggory," sighed Fred.
"He's all looks and no brains," retorted George.
"And that's saying something, saying he's more handsome than us two," said Fred in mocked outrage.
"I know - as if he could compare," huffed George, slicking back his hair. Lyrisadora fought back a snort and swallowed her laugh as she tried to look serious.
"Oh stop it,I'll have you know that Cedric is very smart —I don't what your problem with him is," said Lyrisadora.
"Our Problem? He's the one who has a problem with us, barely says a word to us," scoffed George. Fred nodded strongly in agreement.
Lyrisadora waved a dismissive hand.
"Oh don't be silly, he likes you, you just don't know him like I do."
"Wouldn't want to," whispered Fred in George's ear, causing him to chuckle.
Lyrisadora scowled at them. "Oh, stop it. Cedric is a great guy, so I'll meet you at Honeydukes later on, with Cedric."
The twins exchanged a look.
"Right, because that'll work out great," said Fred sarcastically.
"It will," Lyrisadora said firmly. "And you will be civil and friendly to him," added Lyrisadora, her tone indicating that it was an order, not a request. "Understood?" she inquired coolly.
"Uh, understood," said George, raising an eyebrow. Lyrisadora smiled.
"Good, then I shall see you then," she said pleasantly before walking off. Once she was gone Fred turned to his brother.
"Definitely inherited the psycho gene," said Fred, gesturing his thumb behind him to where Lyrisadora had disappeared down the corridor.
Lyrisadora walked down Hogsmeade path in hand with Cedric, as the rest of the Hogwarts groups spread out.
"So, where are we going again?" he asked.
"I told you, it's a surprise," said Lyrisadora brightly, playfully punching him in the arm anxiously.
His brow furrowed. "Right...ok."
They soon neared Honeydukes, the Weasley's flaming hair standing out in the crowd. Lyrisadora glanced at their direction in confusion, Lyrisadora looked away and ignored his questioning look. She let go of his hand and smiled at her friends.
"George, Fred, Lee. Sorry, we're late," she apologized.
"It's fine, Lyra," said George warmly.
"S'up, Malfoy." Lee smiled friendly.
"Lyra, my girl," greeted Fred brightly. She smiled then turned to Cedric, whose brow was raised high as he stared at the four.
"You all know Cedric," she said cheerfully —there was a pause.
Cedric cleared his throat.
"Hey."
"S'up," greeted Lee.
"Hiya."
"...Hey."
Lyrisadora laughed nervously.
"Well, let's go, I can't wait to try the Charm choc," said Lyrisadora.
"But didn't you say you had a diet to stick to or something?" questioned Cedric. Lyrisadora's smile drooped. She had forgotten, she hadn't had sweets in a while, though, her mother had almost nearly forbidden her to eat cake during the summer and had questioned her sugar intake of tea.
"Oh, who cares," groaned Fred in irritation. "Lyra, your parents aren't here, you can do what you like, relax already."
"Yeah, Malfoy takes a chill pill," pushed Lee.
"Be a rebel," joked George.
Lyrisadora bit the bottom of her lip, conflicted. "Well... alright." She grinned. "Let's eat jelly slugs until we turn green!" She dragged Cedric into the shop.
Lyrisadora eyed the sweets excitedly and wondered how many Chocolate Cauldrons she could eat before her teeth started to hurt, or how many packets of Bertie Bott's Every Flavoured Beans she could devour before throwing up and how muck Salt Water Taffy she could eat before her mouth went numb.
"What are you going to buy, Cedric?" she questioned.
"Hm? Oh, well I'm not really hungry, so I'm just gonna buy a chocolate frog," he replied, Lyrisadora nodded.
"Hey, Lyra, come over here!" called Fred from the far corner of the brightly coloured shop.
"Come on," said Lyrisadora as she led Cedric towards them.
When she walked over, Lee was chewing on a jelly slug watching Fred and George hold up a packet of sweets that read Exploding bonbons.
"Check it," said George, holding the packet up for closure view. "Awesome aren't they? Fresh and new — let's test them."
"Are you sure?" Cedric frowned.
"Course we're sure," protested Fred.
"Yeah, what's the worse that could happen?" said Lee ominously.
"Is it safe?" Her brow furrowed, exchanging a look with her boyfriend.
"It wouldn't be fun if it was," chimed George.
"To the counter!" cried Lee dramatically, the twins soon followed him.
"Do they ever listen?" questioned Cedric, who was shaking his head in disbelief at them.
"No, they don't," sighed Lyrisadora. "Come on, let's watch the plot unfold," she groaned as she walked towards them.
Once they had all paid, the group huddled around the packet of Exploding Bonbons.
"Who wants to go first?" asked Lee, everyone's eyes shifted around the group.
"Diggory?" offered George.
Cedric arched an eyebrow at him. "Uh, no thanks."
"Oh come on, it's just a bit of fun." Fred smiled slyly.
Cedric shook his head.
"Don't be a wet blanket," Lee teased.
"Oh, will you three stop it already," snapped Lyrisadora.
"Malfoy, it's only a bit of fun," moaned Lee.
"Yeah, besides it isn't our fault he's a chicken," added George.
Cedric's eyes narrowed at the two. "Chicken huh? Well if you're so brave you try them."
George hesitated, his eyes flickered to Lyrisadora, then at the bonbons.
"Alright," he replied defiantly as he began to unwrap the smirked at the look of surprise on Cedric's face. "I will."
"Me too," piped up Fred, stepping forward, showing that is his brother was going to look like an idiot, then he would too.
Fred and George took out a BonBon each,chewing it, then they stopped, both looking troubled, Lyrisadora watched eagerly. Her eyes widened as she saw the twins cheeks start to puff out. Fred frantically felt his as he started to moan as his mouth was glued shut, until finally...
"Ahhh!" screamed Fred, his mouth appeared to be having a seizure, he slapped his cheeks as he gritted his teeth, George did the same as he started to run around in circles. Cedric burst out laughing as Lee tried to stop the two.
"What should we do?" questioned Lyrisadora shrilly.
"Who cares?" Cedric laughed.
Lyrisadora groaned.
"I knew this was a bad idea." She sighed, and then smirked —George was an idiot, but he had guts.
7th November 1992
"Oh, Liz I'm sure the swelling will go down...just give it time," Lyrisadora tried to reassure as she sat at her friend's bedside.
The sound of the Slytherin Vs Gryffindor match could be heard. Lyrisadora sighed, she would have preferred to be outside cheering on her team, even though they were rotten cheaters at times. She had seen her father enter the Slytherin quidditch top box, which could only add more pressure to the game for her brother. Elizabeth moaned loudly. Lyrisadora turned back to her friend who was staring at her with pursed lips.
"Liz calm down, it's not that bad," reasoned Lyrisadora. Elizabeth's eyes widened.
"Gugrrrlaaa."
"Oh come on, you're making a mountain out of dragon dung."
"Mememuuuh!"
"Madame Pomfrey says you'll be cured by tomorrow morning."
"Maaaaaaaamuuueee!" screamed Elizabeth, sticking out her swollen blotchy orange tongue. Lyrisadora grimaced, she heard a roar, which was soon followed by a worried ew. Lyrisadora wondered what was going on out there. She was brought out of her musing, by the sound of Elizabeth's muffled screams. Lyrisadora was starting to get a headache.
"Calm down Liz, it's not like you're dead," said Lyrisadora brightly, earning a glare from Elizabeth. "Anyway, the teachers have allowed you a break until you're well enough to work, so you won't be behind in lessons," she added. Elizabeth merely groaned though it sounded like a choke against her tongue.
Just then, the door burst open, revealing two crowds of people, one group in emerald green, the other in bright red. She stood once she recognised her brother being carried by Crabbe and Goyle, moaning dramatically. Then she noticed Harry Potter and co with the entire Gryffindor team behind him. Oliver looked frantic as he started to moan about how on earth would they manage with Seeker with no bones.
Lyrisadora hesitated before walking towards her brother. She examined him and fought a smirk as she saw him holding his crotch for dear life. She sighed.
"What's happened Draco?" she asked.
"What hasn't happened!" screeched Pansy from Behind Crabbe, she rushed over to Draco's side, grabbing a chair as she stared at him with soppy mushy eyes. Lyrisadora felt sick.
"Okay, let me rephrase —Draco what has happened?" Lyrisadora inquired. Draco moaned.
"Potter...knocked...me off my broom," he gasped. Lyrisadora looked at him skeptically, she could tell when her brother was lying to her.
"Draco, seriously?" drawled Lyrisadora, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at him. He stopped moaning and glared at her.
"It was Potter's fault, him and that stupid bludger knocked be off my broom," hissed Draco. Lyrisadora shook her head at him, she glanced over at Harry.
"So what happened to him?" she asked, trying to see over the sea of red. Draco looked at her disgruntled at her lack of concern.
"Oh him, he just broke his arm, catching the snitch —stupid scar head-" he started to mutter darkly but Lyrisadora stopped him, she already had a headache from Elizabeth, she didn't need another.
"Yes, I know. Now, why is his arm like that?" she asked, grimacing once catching sight of his floppy arm.
"Lockheart, tried to head his arm —serves Potter right," spat Draco. Lyrisadora shook her head, Lockheart was an idiot. Just then Draco started moaning again as Madame Pomfrey briskly emerged, racing towards Potter with a potion. Lyrisadora recognised to be 'Skelogrow.' She glanced at Draco and rolled her eyes.
"Oh, Mr Malfoy you're fine, you can go," she snapped as she hastily ran to Potter's side. Draco scowled at her, Pansy looked like she was going to cry out in outrage, but Lyrisadora stopped her.
"It's best you go Draco, I'm sure you'll be fine, Pansy will dote on you I'm sure," said looked like he was going to protest, but Lyrisadora gave him a firm stare. "Now," she ordered.
Draco glared at her and muttered something darkly under his breath before grudgingly getting out of bed. Pansy quickly ran to his side as Draco tried to push her away. Lyrisadora had to admit, it was kinda cute, but sickening all the same. Once Draco's gang was gone, Lyrisadora walked back over to Elizabeth,who was watching the quidditch team with interest.
"Whahowemd?" she questioned.
"Lockheart made Potter's bones disappear," Lyrisadora elaborated. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes suddenly at the two red headed figures breaking away from the group. It was Fred and George, both wearing identical grins.
"Lizard!" they cheered.
"Gowabowaaay!" Elizabeth screeched, the twins burst out laughing.
"W-what happened?" questioned Fred in-between laughs. Elizabeth's face turned red in fury.
"She had an allergic reaction," drawled Lyrisadora.
"To-to what?" questioned George, calming down.
"It's strange actually," began Lyrisadora, looking befuddled."It turns out she's allergic to cocoa, which is more strange because her tongue started swelling when she started eating some cake her mother sent her..." Lyrisadora trailed off and frowned, she glanced at the twins who were exchanging nervous looks.
"Errr, she's allergic to cocoa?" inquired George nervously.
"Yes, it's even more bizarre considering the cake was meant to be plain vanilla," replied Lyrisadora suspiciously. "Why do you ask?" she said sternly, folding her arms and looking at them with disapproval.
"Uh..." they both trailed off, having no idea what to say. Then it all became clear, Lyrisadora groaned.
"Oh tell me you didn't," moaned Lyrisadora, putting her forehead in between her thumb and index finger.
"Well..." began Fred.
"It wasn't intentional..." continued George.
"It was just a joke..."
"...we didn't know she had allergies..."
"...and she's so easy to wind up..."
"Fred, George," said Lyrisadora sternly, signalling them to get to the point.
"We put cut up bits of Exploding bonbons in that cake..." confessed Fred.
"...just to see if they would explode in her mouth!" George added quickly. Lyrisadora glared at them.
"You idiots!" she snapped harshly. George winced.
"It was Fred's idea!" he claimed.
"What! It was your idea to put it inside the cake," protested Fred.
"But it was you who forged her mother's handwriting," pointed out George.
"Why I-" started Fred, but stopped at the sound of growing growls. Lyrisadora looked behind her. Elizabeth was glowing red, her fist was turning white, her teeth were gritted and she was staring at the Weasley twins with utter loathing.
"Foo!" she spat, literally. George laughed nervously.
"Now now Liza-zie, let's not do anything rash," said George carefully, holding up his hands in surrender.
"It was only a joke," argued Fred, copying his twin's actions. Elizabeth growled.
"Would you two like some advice?" questioned Lyrisadora, the twins nodded. "Run," she said strongly. The twins nodded swiftly before bolting towards the door, Elizabeth screamed and threw off her covers as she jumped out of bed and ran after them in bear feet.
"Wamgowagwefoo!" she roared. Lyrisadora shook her head as she watched them run down the hall, she sighed and turned around as she felt someone's eyes on her. It was Potter, gaping at her with both confusion and awe. She laughed anxiously.
"Friends," she said playfully, waving a dismissive hand as if this happened all the time, she smiled weakly. "If you would excuse me," Lyrisadora said warmly before sprinting towards the door. The sound of her muffled yells echoing from down the corridor.
"Don't do anything rash Liz! Count to ten and remember what the Healer said!"
The common room was a little overcrowded, the cold weather causing students to cosy up by the fire after dinner. Lyrisadora drummed her fingers on the table, uneasily. A book was opened up in front of her.
There was a round of boisterous laughter from the table behind her.
Her stomach squirmed when she felt him staring at her again.
She shifted in her chair and forced herself not to glance over her shoulder.
Lyrisadora sighed quietly and pretended to read, the words on the paper barely registering. She should just finish reading in her room but... but that would show weakness, it would mean he'd won. The whole point of his staring was to make her feel uncomfortable, get under her skin. There was nothing serious about it, nothing that warranted Professor Snape's involvement.
Lyrisadora licked her lips and sat up straighter in her seat. The chairs behind her scraped loudly against the floor when a few of the boys stood up. She felt a small swell of relief when she saw them walk past her towards the boys dormitory. She briefly looked up to watch them leave and then tensed when she realised Adrian wasn't with them, feeling uncomfortable again.
Her hand moved under the table, curling around the wand on her lap.
Was she being over-paranoid?
She frowned. For all, she knew he wasn't even behind her and had slipped off without her noticing.
Her grip on her wand loosened as she sighed. Hesitantly, she glanced over her shoulder and stiffened when she met Adrian's blue eyes.
He was staring at her intently, the shadow of a smile on his lips as he leisurely leaned forward. "Everything alright?" he asked innocently.
She balled her hand into a fist and nodded curtly. Slowly, she turned away, focusing on her book.
Why was he even gawking at her in the first place, didn't he realise how creepy he was being?
She should just jinx him, maybe make his eyes sting... but what would he retaliate with? He might report her to the prefects and the last thing she needed was a detention, Father would be livid.
So, she should just ignore it, there was no harm in staring, as long as it stayed that way.