"Krys and I are going out tonight." Hermione said, as she clipped her hair back. Ron looked at her.
"Where?" he asked.
"None of your business." Hermione teased.
"None of my business?" Ron asked.
"None of your business." Hermione confirmed.
"But- you're my fiancé." Ron whined.
"Krys and I are going to dinner together. Then she's taking me to a strip club." Hermione said, causing Ron's eyes to widen and his face to redden. "See… it'd have been better if you didn't know."
"Hermion-"
"We're leaving, because tonight Harry and the guys are taking you to a strip club." Ron didn't say anything. "Oh- nothing to say now, huh? That's interesting."
"Its not that. You just seem really calm."
"I need to be calm. Krys and I now have a rush meeting with three excellent healers. Possible employees." Hermione said. "Listen… I trust you. And, I hope that you trust me. So… I can look past half naked women dancing and gyrating in your face for money. And I won't talk about strip- dancers as if its something low and disgusting, because they're people too. But I will say that you'd better not enjoy it too much." Ron laughed. "And you'd better be thinking of me."
"Of course, darling." Ron said, kissing Hermione's cheek.
"How do I look?" Hermione asked, twirling around slightly. Ron smiled.
"Beautiful." he said. Hermione was wearing an all black pantsuit, with black round toe pumps with a yellow gold rim around the heel. Her earrings were yellow gold strips, and her gold choker and bracelet were also yellow gold. She smiled.
"Thank you." she said, before she picked up her briefcase and walked out of the room. Krys was sitting on the couch with black slacks and a white dress jacket. She looked at Hermione and gave a thumbs up. She stood up and Hermione smiled. Krys was wearing a white dress jacket, with nice roomy black slacks. On her feet were the perfect white leather pumps. Her hair was in a tight bun, with no hair out of place… and she looked strict and beautiful with her reading glasses on. Hermione raised a questioning brow, making Krys laugh.
"Are we ready?" Krys asked, as she looked down at herself. "I'm scared as hell, and I probably need a nap." Hermione laughed.
"We're ready." she said. "Are you sure that they didn't have a problem with this, Krys? It's the 21st. Its three days before Christmas."
"Hermione, that's four days to Christmas, but whatever. And we're working around their schedule. We're accommodating them." Krys said. She looked up and smiled. "Okay… I'm calm, confident, collected." Krys inhaled deeply, then liked like she was about to have a panic attack. She tried to breathe deeply, but her breath hitched and she looked like she was choking on her own breaths. Hermione looked at her, before walking up to her and pointing her wand to her throat. Krys started to gasp for air, then she pulled her inhaler out of thin air before pumping twice. A second later, she nodded. "I'm okay." she said in a falsetto voice.
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked. Krys nodded.
"Yeah." she said. "I just need a couple of Granola bars. I don't know why, but they calm me down." The two walked into the kitchen, where Ares had the box of chocolate chip granola bars out already. Krys looked at him.
"I'm debating on whether or not you want Oreo granola bars also. I said maybe, so there are a few in the box, too." Ares said.
"You think you know me so well." Krys teased. Ares looked at her.
"I know you like the back of my hand." he said.
"You know all the deep shit. You don't know the superficial things." Ares laughed and nodded.
"Yes I do." he said.
"Okay, you probably do. But guess what?"
"You don't have anything to say." Ares said. Krys laughed and said,
"I always have something to say." at the same time that Ares did. He got everything down to the stress on 'always'. Krys huffed playfully, then blew him a kiss. Hermione just sat back and watched the two.
"You guys are weird." she said.
"I'm leaving." Krys said. "Come on, Bon-bon." Krys looked at Ares and puckered her lips slightly, before taking Hermione's hand and the Granola bars, and then disapparating. When they got to the magical restaurant, the two walked to the host. As soon as he saw Hermione and Krys, he pointed to a table outside. The two walked to the table and smiled. There was a woman sitting there. She was in her early twenties, and she had blonde hair and dark brown eyes. She looked professional, but the two could tell that once she was off the clock, she was a party girl. She looked up and smiled.
"Hello, Madam Rodriguez, Madam Granger." she said, shaking Krys' hand then Hermione's.
"Um… no- just Krys." Krys said, sitting down.
"And Hermione is fine." Hermione said, sitting down next to Krys.
"So, Brenda Carrie- Madam Carrie-" Krys started.
"No, Brenda is fine." Brenda said.
"Okay." Hermione said.
"Yeah, after the introductions its awkward." Krys said, making the two laugh. She opened her briefcase and pulled out Brenda's résumé. "Well- I think that we should be frank. I'm not gonna B.S. with you, because there is no time for that. Your résumé looks amazing. But… a lot of things look wonderful on paper. Why should we hire you? That is my main question."
"We want to know what makes you the person for this job. What is it that you can bring to the table, as head healer of your department? Why should you be Head Madam of the Spell Damage Department?" Hermione asked.
"I have four years of training, after staring off with a regular healers stamp. I have done volunteer work in four different hospitals, from which I've received commendations. But more simply- most simply, because I care about what I do. I just- I love the feeling that I get when I save an auror's life from a spell gone wrong. And, of course I could say that the pay doesn't matter, but I'd slightly be lying. But… that feeling almost does it all." Brenda said.
"Well- you don't have any references here." Hermione said, looking over the résumé.
"As soon as you ask." Brenda said. Krys nodded.
"Well, can you get them to me? By the end of the week?" she asked.
"Absolutely." Brenda said.
"Would you be okay with a regular healing job?" Hermione asked.
"Yes. Being the head of the department- I just want to help people." Brenda said. "And, if I were you, I'd think I was B.Sing too, but… I chose to be a healer, because of what I've had to see. And… I love what I do, no matter what people want to call it."
"It says here that you specialize in damage by Harsh magic spells." Hermione said. "What treatments have you done?"
"Well… I've done very few. I won't lie, because I've only done three. I did a full body draining with the Blood Clotting curse. I did a full mend for the Bone Shattering curse. And I've had to spike someone after the Heart Blowing Curse." Brenda said.
"Full recovery?" Krys asked.
"For two of the three. The Heart Blowing Curse… after I spiked him, his heart couldn't pump the blood, so it didn't work."
"It was a mix?"
"First stages of the blood clotting, but he rapidly started to show affects with the Heart Blower. For the Heart Blower, he was already in the fifth stage and his pulse was weakening."
"So you didn't see it, and you fixed one without the other?"
"Yes."
"Okay."
"Its common. But not common that someone can fix one of the two. They're all risky procedures." Hermione said.
"I agree. I hope I didn't offend you." Krys said, looking over the résumé again.
"Oh no, you didn't." Brenda said.
"I just- I wanted to know what went on."
"Totally understandable."
"Now, I know this seems unusual, but what about Brenda, the person? I mean, I have no doubts that you're an excellent healer, but we need dedication, and- hell, I'll just come out and say it, we need love. You say that you love what you do. And I believe that a mediocre healer becomes magnificent just by having that. We're looking for a good atmosphere along with quality health care. Because I remember that I was scared shitless of my healer during school." Brenda and Hermione laughed.
"I can't just answer that. Because, of course I'll act a certain way in front of you two. I want this job." Brenda said. "And, I believe that I'm a good person. And although I'm dedicated, I demand my personal time when I'm not being paged or on the clock."
"Oh- no, Brenda, we all understand that." Krys said. "I mean, if I'm not on the clock or being paged, I don't want any of you guys bothering me." Brenda and Hermione laughed again. "Oh- are you hungry?"
"Oh… no. I had a really big dinner last night, and I'm still trying to get over that."
"Okay." Hermione said. "Well- Krys, are there any more questions?"
"No." Krys said.
"Well- we'll write to you." Hermione said. Brenda smiled and stood before shaking both of their hands. Then she disapparated. Hermione looked at Krys. "What did you think?"
"Well… either way she's good. She's either a good liar, or she cares about her job." Krys said. "What about you?"
"I think she should make it anyway." Hermione said.
"Yeah. I think she'll definitely get a job. Mostly because we have a hospital, and about two healers." Hermione laughed, and smiled. Krys looked up and smiled also. Handsome man, good build, nice teeth, slight beard and five o'clock shadow. He wore a nice cloak and carried a briefcase. His hair was dark brown and looked freshly cut, and his eyes were a deep brown. He looked twenty seven at the oldest.
"Madam Granger." he said, shaking Hermione's hand. "Madam Rodriguez." He shook Krys'. "I'm Roger Wells. Its very nice to finally match the face and the letter."
"Well, Mister Wells. Please sit." Krys said. Roger sat and smiled.
"No, no… its Roger." he said.
"Okay, Roger, its nice to meet you." Hermione said, looking over his résumé. "It says here that you're an alumnus of the Meriwether School of Medical Health."
"That's true." Roger said. Krys looked at the résumé and then pulled out an Oreo Granola bar. She opened it, then started to eat it, making Roger and Hermione look at her. She looked up at them with the deer in the headlights look and pulled another two out of her bag before holding them out, and making the two laugh. "No thank you, Madam Rodriguez."
"Um- its Krys." Krys said after she finished chewing and swallowing.
"And Hermione." Hermione said.
"But- okay, Roger. I think that its more important for you to be a good person with a good nature, rather than just being an excellent Medi-wizard. It doesn't matter whether I'm a good Medi-witch or not. It matters what I bring to the table. The fact that I care about this, and the fact that I don't care where I am when I answer a page- that's what makes me ready for this job. And it can make me sound like a bitch, and it can make me sound vain and egocentric, but its what I'm ready for, and that's just the way that it is. Of course I expect you to have your own personal life. Of course I expect you to put your family first… but we have to know that you're dedicated. Are you dedicated?" Krys asked.
"Yes I am." Roger said. "When I'm off the clock, I'm a family man, but once I get that page, and I have to help a patient, that's what I'm all about."
"Okay." Hermione said. "It says here that you specialize in cumulative magical damage."
"Yes, Mad- Hermione." Roger said. "Four years in St. Mungo's. The head of my department."
"Impressive. And why didn't you continue?" Krys asked.
"Sexual harassment."
"Did you sexually harass or did someone sexually harass you?" Hermione asked.
"I was sexually harassed."
"Okay." Krys said awkwardly. "So, the job that we're offering doesn't pay as well as your job at St. Mungo's. Granted, its only a 1 pay cut, but… it still doesn't pay as well."
"Actually, I believe in what you said about dedication and who I am as a person being the most important things. But- if I'm reading my son his bedtime story and he's still not tired and he doesn't want me to leave, I will not answer the page. My family comes first." Roger said. Krys looked at him and smiled.
"You're so good at this." she said. Roger laughed. Krys looked at him and Roger nodded.
"Truth be told, my son knows the deal. And he's told me that he's fine with it, and I always make up for lost time." he said.
"Okay. What remedy do you believe is best for Dragon Pox?" Hermione asked.
"Close watching and testing different potions over different amounts of time. Because everyone has a different reaction to the different potions for that ailment." Roger said.
"Okay. What types of potions?" Krys asked.
"Well, calming potions."
"Why?"
"Because Dragon Pox come mostly from stress. And skin rejuvenation, because the pox are just a reaction from what's going on inside and- the pox are usually symptoms."
"Okay. Why should we give you this job? Aside from your commendations and your career history, why should we give you this job?" Krys asked. Roger looked thoughtful.
"Because I love what I do, and I'm good at it." he said.
"Okay." Krys said, as she looked at Hermione. "Any more questions?" Hermione looked at Roger and shook her head.
"We'll call you." she said. Roger smiled, then shook both of their hands before disapparating. Krys looked at Hermione.
"We don't have good questions." she said. "Maybe we should have an audition type of thing. A demonstration, like in Nemonora. They used to set up little stations."
"Yeah. But, we'd have to do a bunch of things to get that."
"No, not really. I do have a house. Then again, I don't want them to know where I live. Just in case they end up striking." Hermione laughed. "But, we do have the hospital."
"Very true."
"And we could set up the stations." Krys said. Krys and Hermione looked up when someone cleared their throat. Standing in front of them was a fully cloaked and suited Nic. "Hello, Madam Nieves. If you'll please have a seat." Nic smiled and sat down. "So, what's going on, Nic? You writing to me and asking for a job… that's nothing but suspicious, considering your best friend hates me."
"Gem had sex with Mike." Nic said, as she looked through the menu. "Do you guys have time to eat and talk?"
"Well… considering you're our last interview, why don't we just go back to the cabin?" Krys said.
"Okay." Nic squeaked. Krys looked at her and almost groaned. Nic was crying and wiping her eyes.
"Come on, Nikki." Hermione said, slinging her arm over her shoulder and disapparating. Krys left some money on the table then disapparated also. Nic and Hermione were sitting at the kitchen table, and Nic was sniffing.
"Okay." Krys said, sitting on one of the stools. She looked at Nic. "Look at me." Nic looked up and sniffled. "Listen to me. Hear me?" Nic nodded. "What happened?"
"Well… for the past three weeks, she's been giving me the nightshift and she's been taking the dayshift. Well- two nights ago, I left one of my patient cases in my bedroom, because I was studying it. When I got there, Mike and Gem were… they were… they were." Nic sniffled and looked down. "And I don't know what to do, because I have nowhere else to go… and I swear, I'm not going back there. Krys, why would she do this to me?"
"Shit."
"I mean, she's- I thought she was my best friend."
"Nic, some people just do fucked up shit." Krys said.
"You don't." Nic said.
"No, that's not true." Krys said. "Nic… maybe this is a good thing. Mike is a piece of shit, and he's a dick- choosing Gem over you. Gemini- happy pants Gemini." Nic and Hermione laughed.
"Krys, I don't know what I would do without you." Nic said.
"Well… you'd be homeless and unemployed." Krys said. "And you wouldn't have anything to do tonight." Krys stood up. "But… this house without magic has about ten bedrooms. But… the house with magic has twenty-five bedrooms. So… you can have a room. And tonight… we're going out to dinner, then to see naked men… so you have a full schedule." Nic laughed.
"Krys, thank you." she said.
"Whatev, babe."
"So, what're you doing for Christmas?" Hermione asked Nic.
"Nothing really. Mike and I we-… we were gonna go to the Bahamas." Nic said.
"What happened to your parents, Nic?" Hermione asked.
"My mom kicked me out when I was sixteen, because she got remarried and her new husband tried something with me. And my dad… he died when I was ten." Nic said.
"Come on, lets get to the room." Krys said, as she hopped up. They walked through the house, and Krys pointed Nic to a room. "Clothes in the closet, babe."
"Thanks, Krys." Nic said, before Krys and Hermione walked away.
"Shit." Hermione said. "I cannot believe Gem did that to her."
"The worst part is that Gem did it because Nic still talks to me. Who the fuck can be that cruel?" Krys said.
"I don't know. I'm gonna go talk to Ron." Hermione said.
"He left. He had to go do something." Krys said, making Hermione look at her.
"Oh… then I'm gonna go take a nap before out girls night out." Hermione said. Krys smiled and nodded.
"See you, baby." she said. Hermione laughed, and walked to her room. For a minute, Krys stood in the hallway, then she walked to Ares' room. When she got to his room, she heard the shower running. Krys knocked on the bathroom door, and heard a muffled,
"Come in." When she pushed the door open, her eyes widened and she smiled involuntarily. Ares taking a bath in the glass shower… a sight to see. As her eyes traveled down, Ares turned to her, resulting in Krys' immediate blush.
"Sorry." Krys squeaked. Ares turned off the water, and wrapped his towel around his waist. Oh my God, it had to be the sexiest thing in the world. The guy had water running down his chest- oh God. And his hair was plastered to his head, while a droplet of water hung off his eyelash.
"Its okay. I did say to come in." he said.
"You could've warned me that you were naked."
"Krys, did you not hear the water running?"
"I figured that you'd be behind a shower curtain." Ares shook his head.
"Nope." he said. "So, how were your interviews?"
"They were good." Krys looked at him again, and again, the eyes traveled down the partially naked body. Ares looked at her, and Krys looked away hurriedly.
"You know, you can look." he teased, making Krys throw a pillow at him. "What, you like the sexy body. Its okay. I look too." Krys looked at him.
"You know what? Its not sexy. I was looking and… okay, the body is sexy. I'm lying. So what? Its sexy, I admitted it. There." Ares grinned.
"Well… when you catch me looking at you, what do I do?"
"You don't stop. You're a pervert." Krys said, with a full smile and laughter in her voice. Ares laughed, and sat down next to her. "Stop, you're making me nervous." Ares looked at her questioningly.
"Why?" he asked, in genuine confusion and concern.
"Just…" Krys looked at him and touched his chest. "Three days before Christmas. What do you want?" She asked this while looking at his chest, and tracing a little pattern in water.
"Krys, I love you."
"I know."
"And don't take this to offence."
"Oh God." Krys said, as she started to rub her hands with hand sanitizer.
"No, its just… do you think I'll like or love you more if you buy me things?" Ares asked, making Krys snort with laughter. When she stopped laughing, she looked at him and held her palm to his cheek. She lightly stroked it with her thumb, making Ares close his eyes. Sensitive and emotional Kodak moment.
"Oh, baby. Ares, you're my best friend. What I buy you, I buy because I think you'll like it. Or because I want you to have it. And Ares, I don't think its possible for you to love me any more than you already do. If you did, our friendship would be slightly disturbing." Krys teased. Ares raised his eyebrows awkwardly.
"So, what do you want for Christmas?" he asked. Krys looked at him.
"Ares, do you buy me thing hoping that I'll love you more?" she teased.
"You're horrible." Ares said, as he gazed at her. Krys looked in his eyes and smiled cutely.
"Did you know that your eye color is almost indefinable when you're not wearing anything but a towel?" she asked. Ares just stared at her.
"Did you know that when its snowing, your eyes turn into a navy and gray blue. I think its slate blue. Like a sapphire, electric, navy and slate blue, then a smoky brown. And when its sunny, your eyes are sapphire blue, and sparkling brown. But at night… your eyes turn shades darker, but both colors are definable." he said. Krys started to wiggle her eyebrows, making Ares laugh. "And, when you do that… I can see how the brown and blue mix in the first section of this eye." Ares pointed to her left eye, the one on his right side. "Where the blue sort of mixes in with the brown around the edges."
"Thank you for pointing out the flaws in the creepy eyes." Krys teased. Ares shook his head.
"They're not creepy." he said. "And the other day… I was wrong. I kept calling them sexy. In reality-"
"I know. They're kinda disg-" Ares held Krys' lips together, and shook his head.
"They're beautiful." he said softly. Krys' eyebrows furrowed and Ares let her lips go, before he gently placed his palm to her cheek. "Say something." Krys' furrowed eyebrows went back to normal, and she looked at him.
"Do you have any more chocolate?" she asked. Ares smiled.
"You mean besides the chocolate that you inhaled like a vacuum cleaner?" he teased. Krys laughed, and pinched his cheek after rubbing her hands with hand sanitizer.
"Stop." she said. Ares laughed and pulled a box out from under his bed. He handed her the big box of chocolates and watched her smile sweetly. She sat up and started to eat them with him. After five gigantic chocolate squares, they both stopped eating. "We should stop."
"You're right." Ares said, as he held his stomach. Krys looked at him. She pointed to his top lip.
"You have chocolate there." she said. Ares started to wipe it away, when Krys started to wipe it away for him. "Are you going to the strip club tonight?"
"I don't think so." Ares said. "Why?"
"I don't know. I'm supposed to be taking Hermione to a strip club, because I don't want to go to BU. But, I…"
"Krys, when you were on the radio… what tabloid did Tip show you?" Ares asked.
"Um… there's this magazine. And I'm in the club on the cover. And there's the picture of me and you dancing. Then there's a picture of me and Josephs kissing. Then there's a question mark… and they want to know who I'm with." Krys said. Ares raised his eyebrows.
"People think we're together?"
"Actually, there's a poll online. Voting to say who they think I'm with."
"Oh." Krys looked at him.
"I hope you don't mind. I'm sorry… I mean, I'm putting you in the spotlight, and I don- why would you want people to think we're together. I'm sorry."
"No. I don't mind. But you know what would make this easier?"
"What?"
"Us actually being together." Krys laughed and punched his shoulder.
"Stop being stupid." she said. "Will you do something for me, though?"
"Anything." Ares said softly, looking at her with slight concern.
"Don't tell Josephs about the articles. Its bad enough that people think that way." Krys said. Ares nodded slightly.
"Yeah, sure." he said. Krys looked at him and smiled.
"You know, Mr. Delgado, I don't know what I would do without you." she said. Ares looked at her and smiled.
"You'd probably be amazing, and beautiful, and sweet, and brilliant." he said, making Krys laugh.
"Are you saying that I'm none of those things?"
"No, I'm saying that you're all of those things by yourself." Krys looked at him and shook her head.
"No." she said. "I know how my life would be without you, and trust me… you're the best thing that I have." Ares stared at her for a minutes, before he wrapped his arms around her. "Ares, stop being so sweet and emotional, you're giving me lady wood." Ares burst out laughing, and Krys laughed with him.
"You need help." Ares said.
"No, I don't. I really don't." The two were still hugging, when Krys bit his shoulder. "You know that you're only wearing a towel right?" Ares laughed.
"You like it." he said, before he pulled back. Krys stared at him and nodded.
"You know it." Ares laughed. "Oh baby. Ooh baby, yeah." she said monotonously. Ares laughed, then started putting boxers on under his towel. "Don't guys lotion? I mean, at all?" Ares laughed, then put on his jeans, before sitting back down. "Okay, baby." Krys leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I'm gonna go get dressed- undressed, then dressed, before I come back… and spend the day with you." Ares sat up a little too eagerly, and his eyes lit up.
"Really?" he asked, just as eagerly. Krys looked at him and smiled, before Ares cooled down and gave a laid-back grin. "Really?" Krys laughed, after trying to contain it.
"Yes, really. And we're gonna watch movies, and you're gonna dance for me. And I'm gonna put money in your boxers." she said making Ares laugh. "I love you, Ares. A lot. I want you to know that."
"So tell me again."
"I love you."
"Again."
"No."
"Please."
"No." Krys smiled and blew a kiss to him. "I love you, Ares Delgado." she said, before she skipped out of the room.
When Krys got back to the room, Ares was lying on the bed. As soon as Krys sat down, Ares' pager went off. He groaned and looked at it.
"Shit." he said. "I have to go in."
"Okay." Krys said, nodding.
"You wanna come?" Krys looked at him.
"W-"
"Paperwork." Krys nodded.
"Sure. Of course." she said, as Ares took her hand and disapparated. After getting into the ministry and to Ares' office, Krys sat down on his couch.
"Are you thirsty? Do you want anything?" Ares asked, from behind his desk.
"No, I'm good." Krys said, as she looked around his office. He didn't have any pictures up, or anything in particular except for a dartboard, a ficus, and one picture on his desk. Krys stared at it wondering who the hell the picture could be of. After an hour of an extremely comfortable silence, Ares stopped writing and looked up at Krys.
"Are you bored?" he asked.
"No." Krys said. "I'm watching you work, how can I be bored?" Ares looked at her and smiled.
"Is that sarcasm?" he asked. Krys shook her head.
"Nope. I'm completely sincere." she said, looking up at him and smiling. Ares laughed.
"Okay." he said. "Well, I'm don-" Ares stopped because his office door was being knocked on. He looked at Krys, who nodded offhandedly. "Come in." The door opened, and there stood a pretty dark-haired woman. She was wearing her auror robe open to reveal a skirt. A skirt that revealed legs. Long legs.
"Oh- hey, Ares." she said.
"Hey, Crystal." Ares said. "What do you need?"
"Oh- I just wanted to discuss something with you." Crystal then looked at Ares and walked to his desk, before sitting on it. She crossed her legs and smiled at him. Ares cleared his throat and looked at her.
"So, what'd you want to talk about?" he asked.
"You know, I wanted to talk to you about a pay raise." Crystal said, as she scooted closer to the left to sit in front of him. Ares looked at Krys, who was looking at him with her eyebrow raised and an expression on the verge of laughter. Ares slightly blushed and Crystal looked behind herself. Her face showed a look of surprise. "Oh. Hello."
"Hey." Krys said.
"Um…" Ares said. "Sorry, Crystal, but I have to go."
"Oh. Okay." Crystal said, before she hopped off Ares' desk and closed up her robes. "Um- Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas." Ares replied.
"Happy Hanukkah." Krys said.
"Um- I'll just be leaving." Crystal said, rushing out of Ares' office. As soon as the door close, Krys looked at him.
"If that is Ms. What's Her Booty-"
"Stop calling her that."
"Okay, crazy. What're you gonna do? Tackle me?" Ares looked at her. "Whatever. If that's her, then what the hell are you waiting for? She wants it." Krys said. Ares shook his head and rolled his eyes.
"That's not her."
"Well aren't you slightly interested?"
"Not my type."
"The girl is sexy." Ares shook his head.
"Not my type." he said.
"So what are you looking for?" Ares looked at her.
"Stop asking me questions." he said, nudging her arm gently. "We leaving?"
"Sure." Krys said, as she walked out of the office before him. As she walked out, people looked- blatantly stared at her. "Okay." Ares walked out and grabbed her hand, before he dragged her out.
"Merry Christmas, Ares." a group of women chorused as they made their way out. Ares turned around and smiled.
"Merry Christmas." he said, before he turned around and continued to drag Krys out. Krys looked at him.
"So, who is it?" she asked.
"Who do you think it is?"
"Oh- you're back to blondies?" Krys asked, looking at a woman with shoulder length blonde spikes.
"No. I don't like light hair. I like dark hair. Like this." Ares said, gently tugging on one of Krys' curls.
"You're too damn picky. You should test the waters and get some, before you go into a long term relationship where you might not get any for months."
"Krys… why are we talking about my sex life?"
"Because I put it on the map." Krys said. "You know what you should do? You should go and asked Ms. Wha-" Ares put his hand over Krys' mouth.
"Krys." he said. Krys looked up at him.
"What?" she mumbled, through his hand.
"No. What would you like? How would you want a guy to get your attention?" Krys looked thoughtful, then started to walk again. This time, she dragged Ares along. When the two got back to the house, Krys didn't say anything to him.
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"Krys, where are Thai and Angel going to be? They're only seventeen." Hermione said, as she looked through Krys' closet.
"Um- who's Thai?" Nic asked. "Is she that kid that was always with you?"
"Yup." Krys said, as she read through her bed full of letters. "Thai and Angel are staying here. By themselves." They all looked at her. "Can't tell you. If you wanna know, ask her yourself." Krys stamped something. "I don't know- Hermione, do you mind if I stay here tonight?"
"Thai's not gonna do anything." Hermione said.
"No, I have some more letters to answer. And interviews to set up. And I have to furnish the hospital and orphanage." Krys said, before looking up to find Ginny, A.J, Hermione and Nic glaring at her.
"Krys, number one; you're gonna give yourself a heart attack. Number two; are you f-ing kidding? Bachelorette-" Hermione started, before Krys put her hand up.
"Okay. Jesus." Krys said, as she started to clean up the letters. "Nic, maybe you should talk to Gem." They all looked at her. "Maybe she wants to come."
"No." Nic said.
"I never liked that girl." A.J said.
"Well- I don't know what to say." Krys said.
"About what?" Hermione asked. Krys shook her head.
"I don't know. I'm just talking shit right now." she said, before she got up. "Alright, I'm going in the shower."
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"Krys, come on!" Hermione yelled. "I wanna leave already." Ron came up behind her and hugged her waist.
"You'd better not get any lap dances." he said. Hermione laughed.
"Huh. Now I'll have one, on you." she said, taking some money from his wallet. "All pound sterling? Forget it." Ron laughed.
"Are you serious?" he asked.
"Yes. Simply because I haven't been with anyone but you. And if I get to see a naked man dancing, then I won't stray when we're in our old age. You were a bed hopping slut."
"Hey, hey, hey. I was not." Ron said indignantly. Hermione looked at him, then smiled.
"Yes you were." she said, as she nodded. "But its okay. Because, I gave you a blood test the first day that we saw each other." Ron looked at her. "What?"
"Are you serious?"
"Yes."
"You're crazy." Hermione nodded. "I like it."
"Okay, can you guys break this up?" Ginny asked. "I'm feeling very uncomfortable." Hermione looked at her.
"Sorry." she said.
"Okay- we're ready." Jason said. "Lets go." Ron kissed Hermione's cheek.
"Now remember what I told you." Hermione said. "You'd better not enjoy it."
"I promise." Ron said, making Hermione laugh. "Can I get a kiss?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Why turn you on then send you to a stripper?" Ron laughed, and Hermione kissed his cheek. "I love you."
"I love you too." Ron said, before Harry dragged him away. They all stopped when Krys hopped down the stairs. "What the bloody hell is she wearing?" Ron whispered to Harry. Krys hopped down the stairs in nice and sleek, yet Catwoman-like black leather pants. On her top was a top that was black opaque material on top of the black transparent flyaway bottom. Layman's terms, she was wearing a spaghetti strap top that tied in the front and opened in the bottom, only covering the bosom area, and accentuating it magnificently. On her feet were black leather Chanel boots with a small heel. Krys' hair was pinned up, and she looked gorgeous and mysterious. She picked put on her leather jacket and looked at them all staring at her.
"You're wearing a thong. I see no underwear line." A.J said. Krys looked at her.
"You need help." she said. "Lets go." Krys tossed a set of keys to Harry, then caught the set that he was throwing to her. She threw him keys to the Bentley, and he threw her keys to the Ferrari.
"Hold on, where are those cars?" Jason asked.
"Mind yours." Krys said.
"How many cars does that make this?"
"They're investments. Don't have to buy the kids any." Jason laughed.
"You know I want that car, right?" he said.
"Which one? We can take one back to Cali." Jason looked at her. "I'm serious."
"I couldn't."
"Whatever." Krys said. "Lets go."
"No, I want the car."
"No. Okay, lets get the hell out of here." Krys said.
"Where's Ares?" Ron asked.
"Where's Josephs?" Harry asked, before he and Krys looked at each other and ran up the stairs. When they got to the room, Ares and Josephs were in a heated fistfight. Ares was bleeding, Josephs was bleeding more. Neither Harry or Krys did anything for a while. Finally Krys walked up to them- hold on. Imagine this. Two grown men. Both at least 6 feet, over 150 pounds. Krys is 5- 5'1, 122 pounds at the heaviest. Krys walks up to Ares and Josephs, her clothes and hair changing as she does. She walks up to them in this heated brawl, and tries to pull one off the other, before she gets hit in the face by Josephs. When he and Ares realized what was going on, they both dropped the other to run to her aid. Of course, Harry was there already, but it's the thought that counts. When Josephs and Ares held their hands out, Krys looked at both of them, before getting up by herself.
"What in the blue hell is going on?" Krys asked, as they all stared at her. Her eye was puffy and turning black.
"Yo, why is it that my man Mike is telling me that you two were in this bitch's office-?" Josephs asked Krys.
"Hold on, hold on, hold on. Are you talking to me?" Krys asked him.
"Yeah, I'm tal-"
Krys scoffed. "Really?" she asked. Josephs exhaled and his facial expression softened. "Number one; fuck Mike! Yeah, I said it. Fuck him. I don't like him. He keeps tryna talk to me. And I'm not telling you to drop your friend, I'm just telling you to keep him the fuck away from me. Number two; do not ever, in your goddamn life- ever- don't yell at me. I will kill you. And I don't give a shit of you're an auror or not. I will fucking kill you. Its simple." Krys looked at Ares. "What happened?"
"You're asking this bi-" Josephs started, making Krys look at him.
"Josephs, what did I just tell you? You're pissing me off, and this is the only way that I can keep my cool. So just sit back and shut the fuck up. And I'm so serious right now. I'm so serious right now, that I can't even laugh bout this sit later." Krys said. "Just stop." She turned to Ares. "What happened?" Ares rolled his eyes and sat on his bed.
"I'm not going anywhere with this punk bitch." Ares said.
"Who you call-" Josephs started.
"I'm calling you a punk bitch, bitch." Ares said, as he and Josephs started to get in each other's faces again. Josephs pushed Ares, who punched him in the face, before Krys stomped on the floor and both of them pushed hard into the walls, before being hung up and pinned. By then, they were all upstairs and watching.
"Look. Both of you." Krys said. "I don't care if you two don't like each other. I don't care if you talked about each others girls, mommas, sisters, aunts, uncles- I don't give a shit. No- really. I don't give a shit. You will get the fuck out of this house, into that car, and to that strip club."
"I'm not going anywhere with him." Josephs said. Krys looked at him and laughed.
"I love how you think this is negotiable." she said. "You're going."
"No-"
"You're going." Krys repeated in the most normal yet scary voice in the world. Then she looked at Ares. "You too." Ares scoffed.
"No, I'm not." he said. Krys laughed.
"What did I say?"
"But, Kr-" Ares argued.
"What did I say? No. You're going. This is not about you guys. This is about him and her." Krys said, pointing to Ron, then Hermione. "Now, apologize."
"I'm not apologizing to hi-" Josephs said.
"I didn't say him. Apologize to Hermione and Ron." Krys said. Ares and Josephs hung their heads and apologized to the couple. Krys looked around and stomped again, dropping them to the floor. "Let's go." Nobody moved. "Let's go." Her voice had normal volume, but the tone alone sent shivers running up and down spines. Ares and Josephs got up and followed out after as her clothes and hair changed back to her previous outfit. When they all got downstairs and were all staring at each other, Krys looked at Ares and Josephs. Both who looked mad as hell. "Smile." They both looked at her. "You heard me. Smile." Josephs gave a devious smile and Krys shook her head. "No. Smile."
"What happened to your eye?" Hermione asked. Krys felt around her eye and rubbed around it, making it go back to normal. She then looked at Ares, who was looking at his hands.
"Are there any problems?" Krys asked. No one said anything. "I'm talking to Josephs and Delgado, so I should get some response."
"Fine." Josephs said, as Ares continued to stare at his hands.
"And you?" Krys asked Ares. He looked up and nodded.
"Yeah." he said.
"Good. Wait here." Krys said, before she and Harry started to walk down to the garage. Krys hopped in the Ferrari as Harry nodded as he got into the Phantom Bentley.
"Padfoot, I love this car." Harry yelled out the window. Krys laughed, as Harry revved the engine. Krys laughed and opened the nice underground garage door, and pulled out first. When the pulled around to the front, everyone was already outside, including Angel and Thai. Hermione, Ginny, A.J and Nic got into the Ferrari, while the guys got into the Phantom.
"What was that all about?" Hermione asked, as soon as they drove off. Krys looked at her for a millisecond before she turned back to the road.
"Nothing. I don't-" she started.
"It was about Krys." A.J said.
"No, it wasn't." Krys said.
"Yes it was. Come on, Krys. You know that Josephs and Ares have never liked each other. Even when you were considering Josephs, they didn't like each other. When we were younger, remember that?" A.J asked.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Alright, well, because Josephs was three years older than me, Ares thought it was fishy that he wanted to go out with me back then." Krys said. "I thought so too."
Flashback
They sat in Transfiguration class. Krys sat across from Ares and next to Jason. Stacy James sat next to Ares and stared at Jason the entire time.
"Who can tell what determines a person's animagus form?" asked Professor Regal. She was a middle aged black woman, with short brown hair and a skinny face. She was witty and sarcastic, especially with her favorite students. Krys raised her hand. "Krystathaili?"
"Okay- so… the animal that you become- it depends."
"On what?" asked Professor Regal. Krys laughed.
"Okay- well, that also depends. It depends on parents, attitude, physical features, attitude, intelligence, attitude, common sense-"
"And let me guess," said Professor Regal. "Attitude?" Krys nodded.
"Twenty points to Professor Regal." she said. The class laughed, as did Professor Regal.
"I hope you're as funny in detention, Ms. Rodriguez. Though- actually, you're always funny." said Professor Regal. Krys laughed. "Continue answering."
"Well- it depends on a lot of things. But- it really depends on your reactions and reflexes. Say… you insulted me, and I had a wicked comeback. That would be really significant. Cunning, wit, how verbal you are- loquaciousness, speed, talent… everything that you are, goes into it. And- if one parent is an animagus and the other isn't, you'll most likely become the same animal that the parent was. And- if you're like both of the parents, there will be something that signifies the other parent, somewhere with your animal form." said Krys. Professor Regal smiled.
"I couldn't have said it better myself." she said. "I award forty points to Phoenixtear." All the Phoenixtears, excluding Array, clapped. Krys did the beauty queen wave, and Jason threw a paper ball at her. "Seems like you just accepted your invitation to my detention party, Mr. Eirson." Krys looked at Ares.
"You coming to the party?" she asked him. He shook his head as he smiled at her.
"Ms. Rodriguez, I'll ask you to refrain from sucking the good seed into your poisonous plant pot. Mr. Delgado, you also have detention. Next time you'll ignore her." said Professor Regal. Krys smiled at Ares, then turned to Professor Regal and laughed. "Can you give me an instance?"
"Okay- I hope to think that I'm loyal, or even somewhat of a decent human being with morals, ethics, and integrity. I also hope to think I'm somewhat intelligent and playful. I've also been called vicious, ruthless, vengeful, spiteful and facetious- none of which I'm proud of. But- these are all characteristics of a dog. Again- dogs have a million other things about them, so do I… so- no one can really predict their animagus form. They can only hope that their characteristics turn into something seemingly attractive and… cuddly." Professor Regal laughed. "But- if I had to pick an animagus form that pertains to me, it'd be dog." Array raised her hand.
"What does any of this mean? She just started talking about herself. How is this going to help me during O.W.L's?" asked Array. Krys raised her hand, while looking at Professor Regal.
"Allow me, Professor." said Krys, as she pointed her wand at the board. In big writing on the middle of the board, 'Animagus Form depends on Traits' appeared. "See Array, everything about you, every feeling that you have, every thought, every insecurity, every emotion, just everything- everything about you, meshes together and its like reincarnation, without the dying and changing of the souls. You can become a roach in your animagus form- its just like, your attitude decides what you are." Professor Regal started to clap.
"Krystathaili, that was incredible. That's why so many people try become animagi. In your animagus form, you can be how you feel. What makes it so wonderful- to me, is the sense of accomplishment. Its such hard work. And- it takes a lot. Jealous and promiscuous- or strict and complicated witches, can go around the place as an actual cat. Grungy people, can be scruffy bears- its like a way of expression." she said. A loud bell rang, and Professor Regal stood. "Ms. Rodriguez, Mr. Eirson, Mr. Delgado- come up to my desk please." Krys looked at Jason and Ares, then walked up to Professor Regal.
"Okay Professor, let's just note that I was only trying to answer your question." said Krys defensively. "Eirson was just trying to downsize my ego, and Delgado- he was just being the innocent loser that he's always been." Ares glared at her playfully, and Krys puckered her lips.
"You're not really in trouble." said Professor Regal, as she looked up.
"Oh- okay." said Krys, as she hopped up on a desk. "So- what happened?"
"You three are my top students for the class. This may seem weird to some fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh years, but- I don't care. You've already taken the programs, Krystathaili. You've been taking it for your entire time here. I need you three to run the after school study hall for the students." said Professor Regal.
"That sounds like fun." said Krys. Ares and Jason looked at her. "What?"
"If word gets out that I know things, my reputation will go down the drain." said Jason.
"Yes, God forbid anyone finds out that you have a smidgen of intellect." said Professor Regal sarcastically.
"Exactly. Now you know how I feel." said Jason. "Plus- I have a few- you knows, in that class. If they find out that this," he said, pointing at his body and face. "is more than just that, they might not love me." Ares and Krys laughed as Professor Regal looked up at Jason.
"Ms. Rodriguez, Mr. Delgado, Mr. Eirson- I've listed your strong points in the subject and highlighted what you should cover." she said, as she handed them the papers.
"Professor, all of the subjects and units are highlighted on mine." said Krys. Jason and Ares looked at Krys' paper.
"Well Krystathaili, can you assume what that means?" asked Professor Regal. Krys looked at her.
"Professor, you want me to help fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh years, in every unit for three subjects?" she asked. Professor Regal looked up.
"With some help of course." she said. Krys looked at her. "Your other Professors have agreed that you guys can do this."
"When?" she asked.
"Well- the study session is every night in the business week One session today. No session on Fridays. The next session is next week Monday. The first hour is reviewing Defense Against the Dark Arts. Then Charms, then Transfiguration." said Professor Regal. "It starts in an hour. Are you okay with all of the units and the subjects?" Krys looked through it.
"Yeah- I'm alright with them." she said.
"What about you guys?" asked Professor Regal. The guys nodded.
"We're good." said Jason. Ares nodded.
"Yeah." he said.
"Okay- well, it's in the Library, at 4pm. It ends at seven. This is a list of things that you should definitely know." said Professor Regal. "Make sure that at least one of you knows each question on the list. Now- get ready." Krys hopped off the desk, and they walked to the dorm room. Krys plopped on Ares' bed next to him.
"Okay- so… we have to cover N.E.W.T and O.W.L subjects, before any of us have covered them in our own classes." said Krys. The guys nodded. "Alright, I was just making sure." Ares laughed.
"Okay- so we have to make sure we know all of this. Um… this sounds like something they'll need to know. Dementor Control. How do you fight off a Dementor?" said Ares. "How do you fight off a Dementor?"
"Oh- with a Patronus." said Krys. Ares and Jason looked at her.
"And what is that?" asked Jason. Krys looked at him.
"Um… it's a shield. Well- it is a charm that casts a shield." she said.
"What's the incantation?" asked Ares.
"Expecto Patronum."said Krys.
"How about we let you cover that unit?"said Ares. Krys laughed. "How do you know that shit anyway?" She shrugged.
"I don't know. I just do."
"Well- what else do you just know?" asked Ares. Krys looked thoughtful for a minute.
"Someone's at the door." she said. That's when the door knocked, and A.J walked in. "Apolla Jade." greeted Krys.
"Krystathaili." greeted A.J. She looked at Jason and Ares. "Jason- Ares."
"Hey A.J." said Jason.
"Hey." said Ares. A.J sat on a chair next to Jason's bed.
"So… what're you guys doing?" she asked. Krys looked up.
"Running the study session for fourth year and up." she said.
"Oh- that's nice." said A.J. "A lot of older guys. You're gonna get asked out like a hundred times during these few weeks."
"No I'm not." said Krys.
"I'll bet that at least one of the seventh or sixth years asks you out. Throughout the entire program," said A.J. Krys looked at her.
"We'd like to be in on that too." said Jason. Ares glared at him.
"Yeah, whatever." he said bitterly. Krys looked at them.
"We bet that you'll get asked out at least once."
"So… you think that I'll go to this thing and get asked out at least once?" said Krys.
"You gonna do it?" asked A.J. Krys looked at her.
"Is Kryssie scared?" asked Jason. Krys looked at him.
"I'm not afraid of anything- and I never back down from a bet or a dare." she said. "What are the rules?"
"You let A.J dress you. And you have to act the way you usually do." said Jason. The two guys walked to A.J for a minute. They were whispering and nodding. When they came back, they were all smiling, except for Ares.
"If we win, you have to go out with every boy that asks you out, until you have a steady boyfriend-" started A.J.
"No. I'll go out with three a month. That's my final offer." said Krys. They all looked at each other.
"Three a month." said A.J. "Lets go get you ready."
"Nope. What do I get if I win?" asked Krys. They all looked at each other.
"What do you want?" asked Ares. Krys looked thoughtful.
"Cookies." she said. "Chocolate Chip- no nut products. Just good cookies. Only chocolate chip and chocolate, chocolate chip. For the rest of your natural born days- and no trying to poison me." They nodded.
"You ready?" asked A.J. Krys groaned, then hopped up. She walked with A.J to her room.
"A.J- I don't see why this is necessary." said Krys.
"Krys here- I won't make you too girly. I'll just make you wear… this." said A.J as she threw something at her. It was a black fitted t-shirt and light blue flare jeans.
"A.J- if these jeans are your size, then they'll be too tight." said Krys.
"Well- that's what we're aiming for." she said. Krys glared at her. "I'll leave while you change." A.J left and Krys put on the clothes. She looked at herself in the mirror and groaned. A.J walked in. "Wow- you look like a girl."
"That's not the word that comes to mind." said Krys. A.J laughed.
"Lets leave so that my brother can drool over you." she said. Krys looked at her.
"That's not how it is. You know it, I know it." she said. A.J nodded.
"Whatever." she said. They walked to Ailen and Array's dorm, and got Krys' sneakers. Krys put on her black uptowns. Then she put her hair into a low rippled and wavy side bun and wore a black hair band. She walked to Ares and Jason's dorm, and sat down.
"Don't you look like-" started Jason.
"The word 'slut' comes to mind." said Krys. Ares and Jason shook their heads.
"No- just… regular." said Ares. Krys looked at him. He looked weird, but a good weird.
"Are you insinuating that I didn't dress regularly before?" she asked. He nodded.
"That's what I'm saying."
"Oh-, okay." she said, before she looked at her watch. "Time to go." Ares and Jason hopped up. Krys reluctantly walked to the door. Ares dragged her out.
"Lets go."
"Dude- no pulling." she said. He laughed.
"I'll see you guys later." said A.J, as she ran to her dorm room. Ares, Jason and Krys walked to the library. There were over a hundred students in the library. They were all talking and hanging around. Krys walked to the front of the room, and whistled loudly. All of the students looked at her. That's when Professor Regal walked into the library.
"Good evening. This program will be run by these three." she said, pointing at Ares, Jason and Krys. A few students laughed, and a few raised their hands. "Yes Mr. Josephs." Eric Josephs was a seventh year Dolphintail and their Quidditch captain. He was black, with dark brown eyes and a toasty brown complexion. He was one of the most popular and best looking guys in school. He sat in the back, with a bunch of other Quidditch players and the popular girls.
"How old are they?" he asked.
"They're fourth years." said Professor Regal. Eric's eyebrow raised.
"Um- how can those fourth years teach me something that I don't know? I'm a seventh year, I've already passed classes that they haven't taken." he said. Professor Regal smiled.
"I know. Is that the question that you wanted to know also, Ms. Truman?" she asked. They all nodded. "Krystathaili, can you step up here?" Krys walked up to her. "Does anyone have a question? Anything that you don't know about a subject- a unit? Something that you're having trouble with?" A few hands raised. "Mr. Josephs- your question."
"Dementors. I forget how to fight against them." he said. Professor Regal looked at Krys. Krys was breathing deeply. There was a scattered, "yeah, me too." moving throughout the class.
"Well-well-. Huh." Krys took two panic pills from her necklace, and started to breathe regularly. She looked back at Ares and Jason. Ares puckered his lips, and made her laugh. She then turned back to the class. "Um- well the best way to fight against Dementors is the Patronus charm." said Krys. Eric rolled his eyes.
"That doesn't prove anything. I mean, can you do the charm?" he asked. Krys looked at him with her eyebrow raised and her arms folded across her chest.
"Actually yeah, I can." she said with an attitude. She didn't even notice when Professor Regal left.
"Then show us." he challenged.
"Um- not right now." said Krys. "Can everyone hear me?" They all nodded. "Okay- I'm Krystathaili Rodriguez. You may call me Rodriguez. I don't know you enough to let you call me Krystathaili. I don't like you enough to let you call me Krys. Understood?" Nobody said anything. "Wow- you guys don't understand. Sad." A few students laughed. Krys looked behind her, where Ares and Jason were lounging. She looked at them, and Ares winked. She raised her eyebrow, and he smiled and shooed her.
"Go teach." he whispered. Krys smiled her cheesy smile and he laughed. She turned and looked at Eric.
"You're the dude that wanted to see my Patronus, right?" she asked him. He nodded. She thought about meeting her parents then took out her wand. "Expecto Patronum!" The shaggy dog pounced out of her wand and the entire room filled with a silver light. "Was that good for you?" she asked mockingly. He laughed, and started to say something to his friends. They all looked at Krys and nodded. She caught his eye and raised her eyebrow. "Now- who can tell me why that wasn't the smartest thing to do?" No one raised their hand. She looked around. "Anyone?" Again, no one raised their hand. "Note taking time." she said. Some of the students pulled out paper, others kicked back and didn't do anything. Krys hopped on the big desk in the front of the room. "Is everyone ready?" There were a few students that nodded. "Okay- now." said Krys as she hopped off the desk. She started to walk through the rows of tables and desks. "When a Patronus hit's a person directly, it gives the same affect as when a Dementor goes near a person. A person that gets hit by a Patronus feels like all the happiness has been sucked out of them…" Twenty minutes later, she had all of the students hanging on her every word. They all listened to what she knew. Soon, she passed the subject of charms and, finally it was time to review transfiguration. "Read all of the highlighted stuff and when you're done-"
"How did you get all of this highlighted in our books?" asked Eric.
"Protean Charm."
"Should've known." he said, as he smiled at her. She nodded.
"Yeah, you should have." she said, before she hopped on the table again. A few students in the back raised their hands. Krys got up and walked over there. "What?" Eric smiled toothily and his friends chuckled.
"Do you offer extra tutoring?" he asked. Krys shook her head.
"No." she said. He smiled again.
"Well then, are you giving dates?" he asked. A bunch of girls scoffed and Krys groaned. "Wow- am I that repulsive?" Krys laughed.
"Yeah." she said, before she walked away. He stared after her. Krys hopped up on the table again and stood up. She whistled loudly and was given everyone's attention. "I'm sick of the silence. So- we're gonna do something else, and you're gonna read that on your own time. Are there any questions about Transfiguration?" A few hands raised. Krys pointed at Olivia. "Yeah, Ms…, sorry. I don't know your name." A bunch of them in the back laughed.
"You know my name." Olivia said though clenched teeth. Krys laughed.
"Okay, Jane- what's your question?" she asked. The same group laughed again. Olivia glared at her. "I'm sorry, I- my mind lets go of anything that's not important." None of the group could contain their laughter this time.
"What's the process for becoming an animagus?" asked Madison, making Olivia glare at her. "What, I wanna know." Krys hopped up on the table.
"Okay- so, has anyone ever seen DragonBall Z?" she asked. A few students raised their hands. Eric was included. "After Gohan and Trunks got the fusion earring, they had to do a dance perfectly, in order to be the perfect fusion, so- that they could beat Mahjan Boo." Ares, Jason and some of the boys in the back laughed, while some girls scowled. "Okay- so, what's complicated about becoming an animagus, is that it's a process. Its like a mind test." she said, as she hopped off of the desk. She started to walk around. "If its more than one person doing it, then each has to make a certain aspect of the potion. You can only become an animagus with three other friends at the most. Then you have to mix them and divide it amongst yourselves. Then, its something like making polyjuice potion. But this is only if you're doing it with more than one person. Becoming an animagus with a friend, is like a bond. When you get your share of the potion, you have to put some of each of the other in it. So- example, if its me, Ares and Jason becoming animagi- I have to get some of Jason and Ares. Ares has to get some of me and Jason. And Jason has to get some of me and Ares. Then- after the potion, you have to this complicated Old Welsh chant. If you mess up once, you have to start over again. Meaning you have to make the potions again, mix them again and start all the way from the beginning. It takes most people years." Krys looked at her watch. "Its time to leave. Yea." she said. All the students got up and started to file out. Krys sat on the desk and looked at Ares and Jason.
"That was a nice lesson. I missed that episode of DragonBall Z." said Jason. Krys laughed.
"I can't believe you bitches lounged the entire time." she said. They both shrugged.
"So… did you-"
"Rodriguez." she heard behind her. She turned around. Eric was standing at the desk. "So, you turned down my offer for a date. Then you called me repulsive. I'm starting to think you don't like me." he said, as he smiled at her. Krys shook her head.
"See, its not that I don't like you. Its more that; you're old." she said. He laughed. "And- even if I were to consider going on the date, I'd have to know you. Which I don't-"
"Then get to know me." he said. Krys looked at him.
"Which would also be considered a date. See what the problem is?" she asked. He laughed.
"Okay- tomorrow. Hang out with me and my friends at lunch." he said. Krys shook her head.
"No. Tomorrow, you hang out with me and my friends at lunch." she said.
"A bunch of fourth years?" he asked. Krys nodded.
"You're the one asking this fourth year for a date." she said. He nodded. "Here's how I see it. If they're too young to hang out with, then I'm too young to date."
"Nice. Throw it back in my face." he said jokingly.
"You know it." she said.
"Okay… tomorrow, you, your friends, your turf." he said, before he walked away.
"Whatever." she said. She turned around and Jason and Ares were staring at her. "What?"
"I leave you alone for one minute, and you're getting asked out by seventh years." said Ares. "That means- the bet." Krys groaned.
"I lost." she whined. She hopped off the desk. "Dude- lets go." she said, as she walked out of the library.
The next day at lunch, Krys sat with Ares, Jason and A.J.
"I can't believe he asked you out." A.J said. "I mean, I would've settled for Michael Williams."
"Can I sit here?" asked a voice. Krys turned around. Eric was looking at her. She shrugged.
"Sit where you want, guy." said Krys. She looked at the others. They were all staring at her. "Um- guy, this is Ares, Jason and A.J." Eric waved, and they all waved back at him. A.J stood up.
"Maybe we should give Krys some privacy." she said. Krys looked at her. "Ares- Jason lets go." Ares looked back at her, and so did Jason.
"We'll see you later?" asked Ares.
"Is my name Krys?" They looked at her. "Yeah- of course you'll see me later." she said. She watched them walk away, then she finally turned to Eric. "So- what do you want from me?"
"A date." he said. Krys nodded.
"I don't see that happening." she said. He laughed. "What? I don't see it happening because- you don't know me, and I don't know you."
"Okay- I know that your name is Krystathaili Rodriguez. You're cute. You're smart. You're on the Quidditch team. And you're very good at Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Transfiguration." he said. She looked at him with her eyebrow raised.
"And I know that, your name is Eric… something. You're three years older than me. You'll be able to vote as a muggle soon. You can do magic outside of school. You're the Quidditch Captain. And- you're not completely repulsive." she said.
"See- I've always thought that that was the basis of a relationship." he said. She laughed.
"I also know that you'll be gone in a few weeks." she said. He nodded.
"But that doesn't mean that I don't like you." he said. "Maybe I like you because I feel a connection."
"First you're a pedophile. Now you're Oprah." Eric laughed. "Plus, this would have to be a connection that we both feel. I don't feel shit."
"That was my reason for liking you. You're funny." he said.
"But you already know the truth." said Krys. Eric nodded.
"So- even though you've broken my heart, will you still hang out with me?" he asked.
"Now, why would you want to hang out with a lowly fourth year?" asked Krys. Eric looked at her.
"'Cause I like her."
"Ah. You're gonna make every other girl hate me, guy." said Krys.
"Why?"
"Well- Mr. Popularity wants to hang out with me. I mean… I have you telling me how wonderful I am, when the truth is; I already know. You're here, asking me questions about myself and everything. Plus- most of these girls already don't like me."
"And why is that?"
"Because of who I hang out with. Check it- I'm not popular, yet I hang out with the most popular fourth years. Its crazy."
"Well, now you have me to add to your list."
"Whoa." Krys said. "You want to be part of my entourage?"
"Slightly."
"Well… there aren't any openings. But, I can put you on the waiting list and I'll call you as soon as a position opens up?"
"So you're always a smartass."
"Better than being a dumb ass."
"I agree." Josephs said. "So, do you want to hang out with me next weekend?" Krys looked at him. "I'm not asking you out on a date. I'm asking you to hang out with me."
"Well… I don't think that that's harmful." Krys said. "But… people will talk."
"And do you mind?"
"No. And yes. But… you're old."
"Can you get past the age?" Josephs asked. Krys gave a thoughtful look.
"That could take some time. And possibly, by the time I'm done thinking about it- you'll be older." she said. "You see, I have this rule about dating. If I don't think that it'll be productive, I don't see the point in it. So… that's the problem."
"That you want to be serious?" Josephs said. Krys nodded.
"You're this older guy that goes out with the smuttiest and most popular girls in this school. And I know why it doesn't last. You have superficial relationships. You want sex. I'm not going to give sex. Therefore, you don't want me." she said. "So, I don't see it going anywhere."
"Well- what ever happened to the fun?"
"I don't believe in wasting time." Krys said. "We can all die at any minute, so everything that I do has to be worth something."
"So, you're saying that you don't want to go out with me."
"No. I'm saying that it would be pointless, because it won't make any difference. If we don't evolve into anything, then the date will have been for nothing. I don't see the point, when I can tell you from now that we won't work."
"Why do you say that though?"
"Because number one; if my father ever found out, he'd get you taken care of. And can you honestly tell me that you'd be okay with going from a guy that's getting some, to a guy that isn't really gonna? I mean, I won't do anything. I probably won't even kiss you." Krys said.
"Hmm. Well… how about I walk you back to your common room and call you when you're older?"
"That sounds a lot smarter." Krys said, as she hopped up. "Hey." She looked at him and laughed. "Today is Friday. Why aren't you asking me out for tonight or tomorrow?" Josephs laughed awkwardly. "You've made your booty calls for the weekend, huh?"
"You're a smartass." Josephs said.
"Have you?"
"Will it affect my chances?"
"Your chances have already been affected. Its okay, you know? I don't really care who you have sex with. I'll just advise you to use condoms, simply because one; you need protection from the happy pants girls here, two; you need to help keep the population growth at a normal rate." Josephs laughed and they walked along the hallways.
"So what's your favorite color?"
"Black is a shade, but I love it." Krys said.
"Mmm."
"What, are you making note of that?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Maybe I want to get you something."
"Please don't."
"I said maybe. And just so you know, I don't get anyone anything. So, if I do get you something, it'll be because you're special to me."
"Which I'm not."
"Says who?"
"I don't know. Me, for one." Krys said. She looked at him. "Look- I'm sure you're a great guy and all that other shit, but you have to admit that its weird that you want to go out with me. I'll bet that when you leave, you won't even remember my name. And who's to say that you won't break my itty-bitty heart?" Josephs looked at her and laughed.
"Who's to say that you won't break mine?" he asked. Krys looked up at him. "You make it seem like that's so impossible. Just because you're younger? That doesn't mean anything."
"It means a lot. Number one; I'm younger. Number two; I'm inexperienced. Number three; you're smarte-"
"Hold on. Okay, the other two may be true, but smarter?" Josephs asked. "Not even. I already knew about you. I didn't know what you looked like, but I do know about you. Do you know what Professors used to tell us when we couldn't get spells right? They used to always bring up this young chick that could do them all, exactly how they're supposed to be done. Anyway- why aren't you in Dolphintail?" Krys looked at him.
"Because as brilliant as I am, I am just that stupid. For everything that I know… I'm just that much dumber." she said, making Josephs stare at her.
"But you're in the house of bravery."
"What do you think stupidity is?"
"That's not stupid."
"Look- I'm not dissing the house or anything, but bravery is selective stupidity. And I'm an asshole."
"I don't understand." Josephs said.
"Is jumping off a building stupid or brave?"
"Stupid."
"What about standing up to a person that can seriously hurt you?"
"Brave."
"Why?"
"Because, you're standing up to someone who has the potential to hurt you."
"Yeah. But jumping off a building can kill you. You're standing up to the building that has the potential to kill you." Josephs looked at her. "I'm an asshole. What makes something brave? What makes something stupid? Someone?"
"Okay." Josephs said, as they approached the Phoenixtear recreation room. Josephs leaned down and kissed Krys' cheek, making her look at him.
"You're not quitting, huh?"
"Nope."
"Come talk to me when I'm legal in the muggle world." Krys said, before she lied back next to the door. "You gotta go."
"Are you always this rude?"
"Did you hear me and Olivia yesterday?"
"Yeah. You're always this rude."
"By-" Krys was almost hit by the door, as Ares stormed out of it. "Hey, where the hell are you going?" Ares turned around and looked at her.
"Oh-" he started.
"Where're you going?" Krys repeated.
"Somewhere." Ares said.
"You're safe now?" Josephs asked Krys. She nodded, then Josephs walked off. When he was out of sight, Krys looked at Ares.
"Where're you going?"
"I have to go pick something up."
"Am I coming?"
"If you want to." Krys nodded, then strolled along the hallways with Ares.
"You know, Mr. Delgado?" she started.
"What? What is it that I know, Krys?" Ares asked. It wasn't in a harsh way, it just wasn't in his perfectly masculine and gentle way. Krys looked at him.
"Okay. Hostility?" she said. Ares looked at her, then took her hand.
"Sorry." he said.
"Okay."
"Um… so what's- um… you and Josephs are… what'd you guys talk about?"
"Nothing in particular. Why?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to know."
"Ares, if you have something to say, spit it out."
"Its just that… its none of my business, so should I say something that'll piss you off?"
"Well… lets think of it this way. We sleep in the same bed. You have as much say in my life as I have in yours. I tell you when to go to bed, when to get ready for bed, when to shut up, and when to hold me." Krys teased, making Ares look at her.
"I don't… um- I don't trust Josephs." Ares said tentatively, after a minute of silence. Krys looked at him.
"Are you saying that you don't think I should go out with him?" she asked.
"I'm just saying that… I don't trust him with you. You're too good for him."
"Hmm. Okay." Krys said. Ares looked at her. "What?"
"So- if you're not going out with Josephs, why don't you go out with me?"
"Are you serious?"
"Of course. This is a date right now." Krys laughed, as Ares opened the doors to the kitchen. As soon as she stepped inside, the aroma of fresh baked cookies washed over her. A cute little house elf skipped over to Ares and handed him a big tin. "Thanks, Acreas." The house elf nodded and ran off. Ares turned around and started to walk out of the kitchen with Krys behind him. As soon as they were out the door, Ares turned to her. "Um… here."
"What is it?" Krys asked.
"Just open it, Krys." Ares said, making her smile.
"Okay." Krys opened the tin and smiled. Inside the gigantic tin was an abundance of double chocolate chip and chocolate chip cookies. Krys smiled and looked at him. "Why?"
"Because you love cookies. And… I love… the fact that you love cookies and gain no weight." Ares said, making Krys glare at him playfully.
"You know, Mr. Delgado, I swear, one day I'm gonna take all of these little witticisms to offence and we're never gonna speak again." Krys said. Ares smiled.
"You're my best friend, Krys."
"Same here, Delgado. No one in this world, except my dad, is above you. Then again, Jason and the others are exempt. But… I trust you above all." Krys said.
"Me too." Ares said, gently massaging her knuckles.
End Flashback
Krys told them all the story.
"Hold on… so you and Ares never got together?" Nic asked. "I mean, everyone knew how he felt about you back then." They all looked at Nic, then at Krys.
"You never told her?" Hermione asked.
"Told me what?" Nic asked.
"Ares and I… were practically living together after he graduated Levebons." Krys said.
"So, what happened?" Nic asked.
"We broke up."
"Why? Who would break up with Ares Delgado?"
"I wasn't ready to be Mrs. Ares Delgado." Krys lied.
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After dinner, the girls were prepared to have a nice little party in a strip club called 'Fantasy Palace'. Krys sat down along with the others and relaxed. After a minute Krys felt someone tugging on her shoulder.
"Krys, I'm scared." Hermione said, making Krys look at her. Krys looked around at the men in cutoff tuxedos with bikini briefs and nodded. One man was shaking it and gyrating in a woman's face.
"Yeah, me too." Krys said, as she looked around. They all looked uncomfortable. Even Nic looked uncomfortable. Krys looked around once more and stood up. "Okay, I'm not feeling this either. Lets go to the guys strip club." They all looked at her. "That way we can check up on them." The girls all hopped up and nodded.
"Yeah, lets go." Hermione said, as she led the pack. Krys and Gin looked at each other.
"Jealous much?" they said simultaneously, touching fingers. Krys caught up to Hermione and beeped the Ferrari.
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The guys sat around a table with girls dancing on poles in the center them. Krys had gotten them the private back room with their own private dancers, just like she'd done at Ares' bachelor party. The guys were all sitting, they weren't harmonious, but there weren't any fights. The problem is, the back room cost so much and was only for the elite. Meaning, it came along with everything, Free drinks, lap dances, food- you name it. All of the men started to get angry when the only one getting a lap dance was Josephs. Not because they were jealous, but because their homey, their family, their friend was his girlfriend. "You know what? I'm not about to sit here for anymore bullshit." Ares called the waitress and ordered a straight shot of Cuervo. "Not without alcohol." They all looked at him.
"You know, Ares mate, its been two years." Ron said. "Maybe you should just… leave it alone." Ares looked at him.
"Are you happy?" he asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you happy? With your life." Ron nodded. "Okay. You're getting married. The girl that you love, loves you. And you're happy. That's why you're not drinking." Ares looked at the waitress who was walking over with the drink on a platter. "I'm drinking because I'm not happy." When the waitress set the drink in front of Ares, he took it down in one gulp. "Another one, please." The waitress nodded. "As a matter of face, just bring the bottle. And… some vodka too, please." The waitress nodded, then walked away as they all stared at Ares. When she got back, she gave him the shot glass and the two bottles, before Ares started to take the Cuervo to his head.
"Ice, come on. What would Krys say?" Jason asked. That question alone drove Ares to bang his head on the table, before taking a gulp of vodka. When he was done, he looked up at them.
"What does it matter?" he asked. He looked over at Josephs, who was being escorted to the private room by two dancers. "She's gonna end up marrying that jackass because I was a jackass." He lied his head on the table. "Ron, why didn't you tell me to forgive her?"
"Mate, I think we all did." Ron said.
"But you and me were the ones who were hurt." Ares said, after he tried to drink the vodka with his head down. Ron nodded.
"Remember what Krys always sa-"
"I don't want to hear about Krys." Ares looked at his drink, then fell asleep. Ron looked at Harry and almost laughed. A second later, his head was being smacked, and he looked up to see who the hell had hit him. Krys.
"What is he doing?" she asked, as she looked at Ares. She walked over to his dormant body and lifted his head. "Ares." She turned to Harry and the others before placing his head gently on the table. "You let him drink?"
"Let him? He's a grown ma-" Jason started.
"You just let him drink." Krys repeated. "You motherfu-"
"Yo, Krys. Don't start on me, because you know that you're part of the problem, Sorry no- you are the problem." Jason said. Krys looked at him, and started to slowly walk to him. "Hold on, hold on. I'm sorry." Krys looked at Ares, then rolled her eyes.
"Fuck this- I'm leaving." she said, tossing the Ferrari keys to Jason and storming out of the club. Even when Harry tried to leave the private room, he couldn't. Krys' barrier was too strong. When they could finally leave, it was 3 am.
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"Where do you suppose she is?" Thai asked. "I mean… where do you think she is?"
"Well- I don't know." Harry said.
"Well- did you check the obvious places?" They looked at her. "We're in Massachusetts. How many places can Krys stay in this one state?" Thai quizzed. "Massachusetts."
"Little girl, just tell us." Josephs said, making them all look at him. Thai looked at Harry.
"Anyway." she said. "The condo." They all stared at her. "Oh- my God. Krys' condo. Its near Waverly Academy. The boarding school." They were all still looking at her. "That's also a possible place. They have a crazy field. And there's also the all night gym. You guys knew her three months before I did? You guys are so cracked out." Thai looked at Harry then shook her head. "Don't go to get her though. She's not in any trouble. She's good."
"Thai, she made us stay in the strip club until 3am. When she got there, it was only eleven." Harry said.
"Well- that's Krys." Thai said. "She's a nut job."
"She's out there by herself. She could be hurt." Josephs said.
"Like you fuckers care." they heard from the doorway. All of their heads whipped in that direction. Krys walked into the room with Robyn, and something big hidden under a sheet.
