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A/N: Ok everyone, I have nothing interesting to say here so I won't waste any more space. Oh and yes, I do love Linkin Park and Chester is HOTT! Lol, ok, onward!
Chapter 6
Kirsten was lying on her bed, with absolutely nothing to do. It was seven thirty, and she wouldn't have to go to detention until nine. She frowned and lifted up her shirt a little bit, about an inch above her hip was a large bruise she got when she and Draco were fighting. It didn't hurt that bad, unless she rolled over onto it. She looked up at the ceiling.
'I always thought he was a cool guy…what made him act so maliciously toward me? Is it because I'm related to his enemy? How come all the cute ones are either taken or complete jerks?' She thought.
She sighed and got off her bed. She wasn't going to waste her time just sitting there. She walked down to the common room that was moslty deserted. She wasn't surprised. It was a warm evening and everyone was probably outside enjoying it while it lasted. She sighed and looked around at her surroundings. Her birthday was in a week, and she was going to be alone. She didn't get along well with anyone in Slytherin house, except for Marcus Flint and the other Quidditch players, who frequently walked with her through the hallways to classes. She exited the common room and walked down the hallway where she ran into Peeves. He seemed delighted to find a student alone without any teachers around, and took full advantage of it. He laughed maliciously as he squirted her with a water gun. She covered her head with her hands and yelled at him.
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU STUPID GHOST!"
That didn't work, and he didn't fly away until Kirsten was thoroughly soaked. Kirsten glared as the poltergeist flew away. "Even the GHOSTS don't get along with me!" She took out her wand and used a drying charm. She walked outside mumbling to herself and sat beneath a tree. She watched everyone walk by, happily talking with their friends. "Why couldn't I be a Gryffindor? Nobody in Slytherin likes me."
"Why the hell would you want to be a Gryffindor?" Came a voice from above her. She looked up, startled, and saw Marcus Flint sitting on a branch and leaning against the trunk. "Gryffindors are pansies, you don't want to be one of them. Besides, everyone on the quidditch team likes you. You have to be nice to yourself, or you'll ruin your performance on the quidditch field. Then nobody would like you." He laughed.
Kirsten shook her head, smiling. "What are you doing up there?" She asked.
"I don't know. I didn't want to sit inside, and I really don't want to watch all of those lovesick hormone-ridden teens climbing all over each other." He said with disgust.
"Don't you have a girlfriend?" She asked.
"No, why aren't you out with your boyfriend?" He asked with the same tone she used.
"Are you mocking me?" She smiled.
"No, I just thought you had a boyfriend. I've seen the way guys on the Quidditch team look at you. Ever since our keeper, Marie, graduated, you are the only girl on the team. Don't think no one's noticed that."
"Well, no, I don't have a boyfriend. I'm the reject." She laughed. "I always have been. I did have a boyfriend once, his name was Chuck, but I heard him talking to his friend once. He told him he only asked me out as a joke. He dumped me the next day. It wasn't a fun time."
"Ouch…" He said. "I've had a few girlfriends, I've always dumped them though. They were all the same."
Kirsten, having nothing to say, absent mindedly began pulling the grass out of the ground. Marcus looked down at her after about a minute and said, "My leg's falling asleep. Want to walk around or something?"
"Sure" she smiled and stood up as he jumped down next to her.
They began walking in random directions, not really paying attention to where they were going. "So, how old are you anyway?" Marcus asked.
"I'm turning 15 on Saturday. You?"
"Seventeen."
"Sooo…Damn, I've ran out of conversation topics already!" Kirsten sighed.
Marcus laughed. "Oh well, I'm bored with walking anyway, let's sit down."
They sat down beside the lake and watched as the purple-orange sky became dark blue and black. "Filch will have our heads for being out of the castle at night." Marcus smiled.
"Shit!!!" Kirsten exclaimed, jumping up.
"What?" Marcus asked, sounding alarmed as he stood up.
"What time is it?" Kirsten asked.
"Uhmmmm…9:10"
"AHHHHHHH I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN DETENTION!!!" Kirsten yelled as she ran toward the castle, with Marcus at her heels. Kirsten and Marcus ran down to Filch's office and skid to a halt outside the doorway.
"See you later!" Marcus said, leaving Kirsten outside of Filch's office. Kirsten slowly walked into his office and looked around. Filch wasn't there, but draco was on his hands and knees, scrubbing the floor.
"It's about time!" Draco said, not looking up. "You're lucky Filch isn't here, he'd have you mopping the whole school!"
Kirsten sighed and got on her hands and knees, helping Draco scrub the floor. "Where were you anyway?" Draco asked.
"None of your business."
"I saw you outside of this door. You were with Marcus Flint. Snogging him were you?" He smirked.
"Shut up Draco I did no such thing. At least he has brains. Your girlfriend is like the ditz convention from hell all in one person!"
"Pansy is NOT my girlfriend. She's just some girl who thinks I care about her because our parents are friends."
"She doesn't seem to think so"
"Well, like you said, she's a ditz"
The rest of the time passed in silence. When they finished scrubbing the floor and dusting the many cabinets and drawers, they headed toward the common room, covered in dust and who knows what else. They entered the common room where everyone was doing their own little thing with their friends. Marcus looked up from his chess game with Blaise and smiled at Kirsten. She smiled back and began walking toward the girls dormitories when Draco walked in front of her. He began batting his eyelashes and swooning.
"Shove it Draco!" Kirsten smiled and pushed him out of the way.
Draco watched her disappear up the staircase and sighed. 'I wonder about her sometimes…'
**********
The days went by, and finally, Kirsten woke up on the day she dreaded, her birthday. She always enjoyed spending her birthday with her family. Instead, she was going to sit alone again throughout the day. The worst thing about it, was it was a Hogsmeade weekend, and she wasn't able to go because obviously she didn't have a permission form. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking around. Apparently, everyone else had already left for Hogsmeade. She looked up at her clock and realized she slept in, later than she probably should have. She looked at the foot of her bed where some wrapped packages lie. Curious, she crawled to the edge of her bed and pulled them to her. There were 3 boxes, one from Harry, Ron, and Hermione, one from Marcus, and one that had no name. Of course, it was wrapped in Slytherin colors so she guessed it was from Draco but then she remembered how they fought and shook that thought away.
She opened the one from Marcus first. It was a box of her favorite candy, Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans. 'I wonder how he knew that was my favorite candy?' she asked herself, smiling. She opened the one from Harry, Ron, and Hermione, which had a book about Quidditch techniques and some chocolate frogs. "A Quidditch book! Wicked!" he said to herself happily. She then opened the smallest, anonymous one, which had a black box inside. She gasped as she looked inside, where a tiny emerald green snake with ruby eyes was slithering around. She reached down to touch it and it jumped on her finger, coiling around and stopped moving, except for its tongue flicking and its glowing eyes glancing around. She picked up the note inside that read-
"Kirsten-
This is a good luck ring for you for the Quidditch match. It's supposed to bring good luck to whoever wears it. The best thing is, if someone besides the owner tries to put it on, it bites their finger. It's quite funny actually. Happy Birthday."
She looked at the snake coiled around her finger and smiled. It was so beautiful yet sinister looking at the same time. The snake looked at her with it's foreboding red eyes and flicked its tongue. "You're going to bring me good luck aren't you?" She asked the snake, even though she knew it wouldn't respond. She couldn't wait for the Quidditch match against Gryffindor…
A/N: OK, I promise the quidditch match will be in next chapter. I've been wanting to put it in this chapter but I'm having trouble writing it so its going in the next one. Ok, PLEASE REVIEW!!!! Bbye for now!
A/N: Ok everyone, I have nothing interesting to say here so I won't waste any more space. Oh and yes, I do love Linkin Park and Chester is HOTT! Lol, ok, onward!
Chapter 6
Kirsten was lying on her bed, with absolutely nothing to do. It was seven thirty, and she wouldn't have to go to detention until nine. She frowned and lifted up her shirt a little bit, about an inch above her hip was a large bruise she got when she and Draco were fighting. It didn't hurt that bad, unless she rolled over onto it. She looked up at the ceiling.
'I always thought he was a cool guy…what made him act so maliciously toward me? Is it because I'm related to his enemy? How come all the cute ones are either taken or complete jerks?' She thought.
She sighed and got off her bed. She wasn't going to waste her time just sitting there. She walked down to the common room that was moslty deserted. She wasn't surprised. It was a warm evening and everyone was probably outside enjoying it while it lasted. She sighed and looked around at her surroundings. Her birthday was in a week, and she was going to be alone. She didn't get along well with anyone in Slytherin house, except for Marcus Flint and the other Quidditch players, who frequently walked with her through the hallways to classes. She exited the common room and walked down the hallway where she ran into Peeves. He seemed delighted to find a student alone without any teachers around, and took full advantage of it. He laughed maliciously as he squirted her with a water gun. She covered her head with her hands and yelled at him.
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU STUPID GHOST!"
That didn't work, and he didn't fly away until Kirsten was thoroughly soaked. Kirsten glared as the poltergeist flew away. "Even the GHOSTS don't get along with me!" She took out her wand and used a drying charm. She walked outside mumbling to herself and sat beneath a tree. She watched everyone walk by, happily talking with their friends. "Why couldn't I be a Gryffindor? Nobody in Slytherin likes me."
"Why the hell would you want to be a Gryffindor?" Came a voice from above her. She looked up, startled, and saw Marcus Flint sitting on a branch and leaning against the trunk. "Gryffindors are pansies, you don't want to be one of them. Besides, everyone on the quidditch team likes you. You have to be nice to yourself, or you'll ruin your performance on the quidditch field. Then nobody would like you." He laughed.
Kirsten shook her head, smiling. "What are you doing up there?" She asked.
"I don't know. I didn't want to sit inside, and I really don't want to watch all of those lovesick hormone-ridden teens climbing all over each other." He said with disgust.
"Don't you have a girlfriend?" She asked.
"No, why aren't you out with your boyfriend?" He asked with the same tone she used.
"Are you mocking me?" She smiled.
"No, I just thought you had a boyfriend. I've seen the way guys on the Quidditch team look at you. Ever since our keeper, Marie, graduated, you are the only girl on the team. Don't think no one's noticed that."
"Well, no, I don't have a boyfriend. I'm the reject." She laughed. "I always have been. I did have a boyfriend once, his name was Chuck, but I heard him talking to his friend once. He told him he only asked me out as a joke. He dumped me the next day. It wasn't a fun time."
"Ouch…" He said. "I've had a few girlfriends, I've always dumped them though. They were all the same."
Kirsten, having nothing to say, absent mindedly began pulling the grass out of the ground. Marcus looked down at her after about a minute and said, "My leg's falling asleep. Want to walk around or something?"
"Sure" she smiled and stood up as he jumped down next to her.
They began walking in random directions, not really paying attention to where they were going. "So, how old are you anyway?" Marcus asked.
"I'm turning 15 on Saturday. You?"
"Seventeen."
"Sooo…Damn, I've ran out of conversation topics already!" Kirsten sighed.
Marcus laughed. "Oh well, I'm bored with walking anyway, let's sit down."
They sat down beside the lake and watched as the purple-orange sky became dark blue and black. "Filch will have our heads for being out of the castle at night." Marcus smiled.
"Shit!!!" Kirsten exclaimed, jumping up.
"What?" Marcus asked, sounding alarmed as he stood up.
"What time is it?" Kirsten asked.
"Uhmmmm…9:10"
"AHHHHHHH I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN DETENTION!!!" Kirsten yelled as she ran toward the castle, with Marcus at her heels. Kirsten and Marcus ran down to Filch's office and skid to a halt outside the doorway.
"See you later!" Marcus said, leaving Kirsten outside of Filch's office. Kirsten slowly walked into his office and looked around. Filch wasn't there, but draco was on his hands and knees, scrubbing the floor.
"It's about time!" Draco said, not looking up. "You're lucky Filch isn't here, he'd have you mopping the whole school!"
Kirsten sighed and got on her hands and knees, helping Draco scrub the floor. "Where were you anyway?" Draco asked.
"None of your business."
"I saw you outside of this door. You were with Marcus Flint. Snogging him were you?" He smirked.
"Shut up Draco I did no such thing. At least he has brains. Your girlfriend is like the ditz convention from hell all in one person!"
"Pansy is NOT my girlfriend. She's just some girl who thinks I care about her because our parents are friends."
"She doesn't seem to think so"
"Well, like you said, she's a ditz"
The rest of the time passed in silence. When they finished scrubbing the floor and dusting the many cabinets and drawers, they headed toward the common room, covered in dust and who knows what else. They entered the common room where everyone was doing their own little thing with their friends. Marcus looked up from his chess game with Blaise and smiled at Kirsten. She smiled back and began walking toward the girls dormitories when Draco walked in front of her. He began batting his eyelashes and swooning.
"Shove it Draco!" Kirsten smiled and pushed him out of the way.
Draco watched her disappear up the staircase and sighed. 'I wonder about her sometimes…'
**********
The days went by, and finally, Kirsten woke up on the day she dreaded, her birthday. She always enjoyed spending her birthday with her family. Instead, she was going to sit alone again throughout the day. The worst thing about it, was it was a Hogsmeade weekend, and she wasn't able to go because obviously she didn't have a permission form. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking around. Apparently, everyone else had already left for Hogsmeade. She looked up at her clock and realized she slept in, later than she probably should have. She looked at the foot of her bed where some wrapped packages lie. Curious, she crawled to the edge of her bed and pulled them to her. There were 3 boxes, one from Harry, Ron, and Hermione, one from Marcus, and one that had no name. Of course, it was wrapped in Slytherin colors so she guessed it was from Draco but then she remembered how they fought and shook that thought away.
She opened the one from Marcus first. It was a box of her favorite candy, Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans. 'I wonder how he knew that was my favorite candy?' she asked herself, smiling. She opened the one from Harry, Ron, and Hermione, which had a book about Quidditch techniques and some chocolate frogs. "A Quidditch book! Wicked!" he said to herself happily. She then opened the smallest, anonymous one, which had a black box inside. She gasped as she looked inside, where a tiny emerald green snake with ruby eyes was slithering around. She reached down to touch it and it jumped on her finger, coiling around and stopped moving, except for its tongue flicking and its glowing eyes glancing around. She picked up the note inside that read-
"Kirsten-
This is a good luck ring for you for the Quidditch match. It's supposed to bring good luck to whoever wears it. The best thing is, if someone besides the owner tries to put it on, it bites their finger. It's quite funny actually. Happy Birthday."
She looked at the snake coiled around her finger and smiled. It was so beautiful yet sinister looking at the same time. The snake looked at her with it's foreboding red eyes and flicked its tongue. "You're going to bring me good luck aren't you?" She asked the snake, even though she knew it wouldn't respond. She couldn't wait for the Quidditch match against Gryffindor…
A/N: OK, I promise the quidditch match will be in next chapter. I've been wanting to put it in this chapter but I'm having trouble writing it so its going in the next one. Ok, PLEASE REVIEW!!!! Bbye for now!
