DISCLAIMER: Lemon drops are copyright to whoever made them. The only things that belong to me in this is my made up characters.
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"I am positively famished." I say as I sit down at Slytherin table. Beside me, Leah flashes a weary grin. "Everyone appears to be, I wonder they will be serving tonight."
"Perhaps....left over Potion formula's. You ever wonder where those go?" Chelsa remarks as she joins us.
I shake my head. "Chelsa, you must be homework free tonight or else you would not have come up with something so ridiculous."
"Actually, I don't. Except where potions, where someone ~cough~ Natasha~cough~ so cleverly decided it was funny to yell you-know-who's name, my classes went fine. William even offered to take me for a stroll tonight."
"Really? William is very handsome. Smart to. He completed the wart removal potion within 10 minutes today."
Listening to them gush over a boy, I look around the room. Looking to the head table, I see all but Professor McGonagall there. At the Ravenclaw table, there seems to be an argument of sorts going on. Hufflepuff table is still filling in. My brow rises as I notice the Gryfinndor table empty. I shrug it off and turn my gaze to the starry ceiling. Then I bring it back to my house table.
"-Says "Would the lady fair care to take a stroll this fine evening?" I felt myself blushing when he did that. He can be very romantic, for a Slytherin. Don't you think?"
"He said that? WOW, he IS romantic. I think his family is from Europe or perhaps he is just trained in manners."
"Yes, he told me all about his background over the weekend. His father and mother are the owners of a sign maker's shop in California. There is a magical town there ,called "Aurora Dawn". It's bewitched to withstand earthquakes and the entrance is in a tourist village, I believe."
"I've heard of it. My mother goes there all the time for her magical needs. It's a nice town. Placed in a good location as well."
"All wizard towns have to be in good locations, Leah. Or else Muggles would see them." I comment.
Leah looks over to me. "I KNOW Natasha. I was just pointing it out. When is the food going to appear?"
"Perhaps when Gryfinndor finally come."
"What do you mean "finally come", Nat?"
"I mean, Chelsa, that they are not here. Look." I answer her, pointing to the Gryfinndor table while I speak.
She turns and looks. "Wow...you're right. I wonder what happened."
" Here they come, Nat. I bet they had a lecture about some upcoming event." Leah points over to the door.
I follow her gaze and watch as Gryfinndor comes in through the doors. The students move to the table as Professor McGonagall separates and goes to the head table. They sit down like nothing is wrong and I look away. Facing Leah, I nod. "Professor Snape made some people remain in the common room just last night. My brother said he couldn't tell anyone that wasn't there, even me. "
"That's because it's a secret." A voice to my right says.
Turning my head, I open my mouth to snap out at him and see the boy from before. I hide a smile and reply as harsh as possible "I know and for your information, I have no interest of knowing."
The boy, Draken, I think, shrugs lightly and starts to pile the just arrived food, onto his plate. Looking to my plate, I start to fill it up as well. Tonight, we have mashed potatoes, sprouts, a French dish of sorts and some other things that I cannot see, until they are passed to me. My plate full, a few minutes later, I begin to eat.
As soon as dinner is done, our table and plates are cleared. A few seconds later, right on schedule, I inhale the wonderful smells of the many desserts. There are pumpkin pastries, Peach cobblers and my favorite desert, Chocolate mousse pies. Along with the ones we receive nearly every night. I select two slices of the chocolate mousse and a small serving of cobbler.
Leah and Chelsa are still eating when I get up from the table. "I'll be at the common room, I want to start on my homework before the common room gets loud."
"All right, bye." Leah responds, then turns back to her plate.
"As soon as dinner is over, William is going to take me for that stroll. Have fun, both of you." Chelsa flashes me a grin.
I nod and walk out of the hall. Moving through the doors, I pass a few Gryfinndors who look to me, then mumble something. Unfazed by this, I continue on until I see a statue moving. "Peeves, if you throw that at me, I'll tell the Bloody Baron." I snap out. The statue swings to the side, light spilling out of it. Raising a brow lightly, I step forward slowly. The light parts in the middle and I move back a step. I grip my wand as a blue robe comes out, a long beard spilling onto the floor. Slowly the tall figure rises and speaks the voice light and humorous. "Young malfoy, You wouldn't cripple an old man, would you?"
The figure finally looking down at me, I feel my pale cheeks go pink with embarrassment and put my wand away. "No Sir....I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you." My voice soft.
Dumbledore chuckles lightly and kneels down, so he is eye level with me. "There's no need to be sorry. Tell me, what would you be doing out here? Not looking to cause trouble I hope."
I lift my head, the blush gone. "No sir, I was heading back to Slytherin house. I want to get started on my homework before it gets to noisy."
He smiles at me, his eyes, a blue tone, which I had not noticed before, sparkling, with a child likeness in them. "That is the spirit indeed. Would you mind stepping into my office for a moment? I promise I will not keep you from your studies for long."
"I guess I could sir."
"Good child, come."
Stepping into the lighted passageway, I see stairs leading up and walk behind Dumbledore. He stops at a door and opens it. Moving through it, my eyes go wide at all I see. In the corner is a golden Phoenix, to the right of that is a desk and all around the room are waving or chatting people in pictures with the names under them. My eyes go back to him as he sits down and mostions for me to sit. "Please, sit. The pictures aren't going to run off you know." His tone light.
A soft smile comes to my lips at his comment, dispite the worry of why I am here. "I know sir, I am surprised this office is not like my former head masters. His office was rather bleak and was usually a place only troublemakers would go. I'm not in trouble, am I?" My emerald eyes showing a hint of confusion as I come up with several reasons why I could have gotten in trouble.
"If you're old, why can you not have fun with it? That is my look on life, young malfoy. You should remember it, laughter can often be the most helpful answer."
I shrug my shoulders lightly and sit down. Sitting straight as possible, I look at him. My eyes lingering to the jars of candy on his desk. There are bright yellow hard candies coated in sugar, Solid red sticks, chocolate frogs and some small circles that have sugar on them. He must have see my eyes looking there. Because he says "Care for a lemon drop? They are quite good."
Looking back to him, I tilt in my head slightly. "What is a lemon drop?"
"A muggle candy. The muggles really are quite clever you know, to come up with all their tasty candy."
My eyes darken at the word "Muggle". I shake my head no.
"Very well, muggle candy is quite good, if you ever wish a taste, you may come to me. Muggles are not so bad as your father tells you of them, young Malfoy. I asked you here, because I admire the way you said "Voldemort" so freely and without fear. Most could not even do that. However...." His voice gets more serious as he continues. "You did not need to shout it out in front of your double potions class. Your spirit in encouraging the others to say it is welcome indeed. It just happened to be in the wrong place today. You do understand don't you?"
I think about what he has said, before responding. "Yes sir, I understand. Why does everyone fear a name though? Just because he killed people, like any other evil wizard, doesn't mean his name is going to make him come back just by saying it! Harry says his name and he was the only one to live even."
"People can never forget the fear he brought, young malfoy. Your family was alive when he was reigning and I am sure your parents will never forget."
"I know, sir."
"Then you understand? I do not mean to be harsh by this."
"I know sir, It will not happen again."
"Very well young malfoy. You may go now. But I warn you." His eyes gain that mischievous sparkle again. "Don't be shy when it comes to having fun. Many great adventures come from it."
I nod and get up from the seat. Before exiting, I glance back to the pictures one last time, one waves to me and winks. A light smile comes over my lips and I continue down the stairs and out of the passageway. Smacking into a surprised Peeves, I smirk at him and hurry to Slytherin.
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"I am positively famished." I say as I sit down at Slytherin table. Beside me, Leah flashes a weary grin. "Everyone appears to be, I wonder they will be serving tonight."
"Perhaps....left over Potion formula's. You ever wonder where those go?" Chelsa remarks as she joins us.
I shake my head. "Chelsa, you must be homework free tonight or else you would not have come up with something so ridiculous."
"Actually, I don't. Except where potions, where someone ~cough~ Natasha~cough~ so cleverly decided it was funny to yell you-know-who's name, my classes went fine. William even offered to take me for a stroll tonight."
"Really? William is very handsome. Smart to. He completed the wart removal potion within 10 minutes today."
Listening to them gush over a boy, I look around the room. Looking to the head table, I see all but Professor McGonagall there. At the Ravenclaw table, there seems to be an argument of sorts going on. Hufflepuff table is still filling in. My brow rises as I notice the Gryfinndor table empty. I shrug it off and turn my gaze to the starry ceiling. Then I bring it back to my house table.
"-Says "Would the lady fair care to take a stroll this fine evening?" I felt myself blushing when he did that. He can be very romantic, for a Slytherin. Don't you think?"
"He said that? WOW, he IS romantic. I think his family is from Europe or perhaps he is just trained in manners."
"Yes, he told me all about his background over the weekend. His father and mother are the owners of a sign maker's shop in California. There is a magical town there ,called "Aurora Dawn". It's bewitched to withstand earthquakes and the entrance is in a tourist village, I believe."
"I've heard of it. My mother goes there all the time for her magical needs. It's a nice town. Placed in a good location as well."
"All wizard towns have to be in good locations, Leah. Or else Muggles would see them." I comment.
Leah looks over to me. "I KNOW Natasha. I was just pointing it out. When is the food going to appear?"
"Perhaps when Gryfinndor finally come."
"What do you mean "finally come", Nat?"
"I mean, Chelsa, that they are not here. Look." I answer her, pointing to the Gryfinndor table while I speak.
She turns and looks. "Wow...you're right. I wonder what happened."
" Here they come, Nat. I bet they had a lecture about some upcoming event." Leah points over to the door.
I follow her gaze and watch as Gryfinndor comes in through the doors. The students move to the table as Professor McGonagall separates and goes to the head table. They sit down like nothing is wrong and I look away. Facing Leah, I nod. "Professor Snape made some people remain in the common room just last night. My brother said he couldn't tell anyone that wasn't there, even me. "
"That's because it's a secret." A voice to my right says.
Turning my head, I open my mouth to snap out at him and see the boy from before. I hide a smile and reply as harsh as possible "I know and for your information, I have no interest of knowing."
The boy, Draken, I think, shrugs lightly and starts to pile the just arrived food, onto his plate. Looking to my plate, I start to fill it up as well. Tonight, we have mashed potatoes, sprouts, a French dish of sorts and some other things that I cannot see, until they are passed to me. My plate full, a few minutes later, I begin to eat.
As soon as dinner is done, our table and plates are cleared. A few seconds later, right on schedule, I inhale the wonderful smells of the many desserts. There are pumpkin pastries, Peach cobblers and my favorite desert, Chocolate mousse pies. Along with the ones we receive nearly every night. I select two slices of the chocolate mousse and a small serving of cobbler.
Leah and Chelsa are still eating when I get up from the table. "I'll be at the common room, I want to start on my homework before the common room gets loud."
"All right, bye." Leah responds, then turns back to her plate.
"As soon as dinner is over, William is going to take me for that stroll. Have fun, both of you." Chelsa flashes me a grin.
I nod and walk out of the hall. Moving through the doors, I pass a few Gryfinndors who look to me, then mumble something. Unfazed by this, I continue on until I see a statue moving. "Peeves, if you throw that at me, I'll tell the Bloody Baron." I snap out. The statue swings to the side, light spilling out of it. Raising a brow lightly, I step forward slowly. The light parts in the middle and I move back a step. I grip my wand as a blue robe comes out, a long beard spilling onto the floor. Slowly the tall figure rises and speaks the voice light and humorous. "Young malfoy, You wouldn't cripple an old man, would you?"
The figure finally looking down at me, I feel my pale cheeks go pink with embarrassment and put my wand away. "No Sir....I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you." My voice soft.
Dumbledore chuckles lightly and kneels down, so he is eye level with me. "There's no need to be sorry. Tell me, what would you be doing out here? Not looking to cause trouble I hope."
I lift my head, the blush gone. "No sir, I was heading back to Slytherin house. I want to get started on my homework before it gets to noisy."
He smiles at me, his eyes, a blue tone, which I had not noticed before, sparkling, with a child likeness in them. "That is the spirit indeed. Would you mind stepping into my office for a moment? I promise I will not keep you from your studies for long."
"I guess I could sir."
"Good child, come."
Stepping into the lighted passageway, I see stairs leading up and walk behind Dumbledore. He stops at a door and opens it. Moving through it, my eyes go wide at all I see. In the corner is a golden Phoenix, to the right of that is a desk and all around the room are waving or chatting people in pictures with the names under them. My eyes go back to him as he sits down and mostions for me to sit. "Please, sit. The pictures aren't going to run off you know." His tone light.
A soft smile comes to my lips at his comment, dispite the worry of why I am here. "I know sir, I am surprised this office is not like my former head masters. His office was rather bleak and was usually a place only troublemakers would go. I'm not in trouble, am I?" My emerald eyes showing a hint of confusion as I come up with several reasons why I could have gotten in trouble.
"If you're old, why can you not have fun with it? That is my look on life, young malfoy. You should remember it, laughter can often be the most helpful answer."
I shrug my shoulders lightly and sit down. Sitting straight as possible, I look at him. My eyes lingering to the jars of candy on his desk. There are bright yellow hard candies coated in sugar, Solid red sticks, chocolate frogs and some small circles that have sugar on them. He must have see my eyes looking there. Because he says "Care for a lemon drop? They are quite good."
Looking back to him, I tilt in my head slightly. "What is a lemon drop?"
"A muggle candy. The muggles really are quite clever you know, to come up with all their tasty candy."
My eyes darken at the word "Muggle". I shake my head no.
"Very well, muggle candy is quite good, if you ever wish a taste, you may come to me. Muggles are not so bad as your father tells you of them, young Malfoy. I asked you here, because I admire the way you said "Voldemort" so freely and without fear. Most could not even do that. However...." His voice gets more serious as he continues. "You did not need to shout it out in front of your double potions class. Your spirit in encouraging the others to say it is welcome indeed. It just happened to be in the wrong place today. You do understand don't you?"
I think about what he has said, before responding. "Yes sir, I understand. Why does everyone fear a name though? Just because he killed people, like any other evil wizard, doesn't mean his name is going to make him come back just by saying it! Harry says his name and he was the only one to live even."
"People can never forget the fear he brought, young malfoy. Your family was alive when he was reigning and I am sure your parents will never forget."
"I know, sir."
"Then you understand? I do not mean to be harsh by this."
"I know sir, It will not happen again."
"Very well young malfoy. You may go now. But I warn you." His eyes gain that mischievous sparkle again. "Don't be shy when it comes to having fun. Many great adventures come from it."
I nod and get up from the seat. Before exiting, I glance back to the pictures one last time, one waves to me and winks. A light smile comes over my lips and I continue down the stairs and out of the passageway. Smacking into a surprised Peeves, I smirk at him and hurry to Slytherin.