"Excuse me for disrupting this little peep show." Kaleb stood on the bottom
of the last dormitory stair grinning from ear to ear. She watched Harry and
Draco spring apart at the exact moment she started talking. Harry looked
embarrassed while Draco scowled.
"What do you want?" He snapped, clearly not at all pleased with being interrupted.
"I want a Firebolt 3000, good grades, my own sexy personal slave, Puddlemere United, Kennilworthy Whisp, Hogsmeade, The 5 nearest universes, Snape to go shove a broom handle up his arse and rotate it."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Forget I asked."
Harry straightened his glasses and hastily buttoned up his shirt. "Ah Kale, it's nice to see you and all but-"
"WHAT THE HELL!" Draco said very pissed off. "Don't you have a life?"
"Nope." She stepped down and took a seat on the coach, making it clear that she wasn't intending to leave. With a loud groan from Draco, Harry dragged him onto an opposite chair, sitting him on his lap.
She smiled at them. They looked so cute. "So let's hear it."
"Hear what?"
"Your brilliant 'Get Kaleb and Star together' plan."
Draco looked at Harry disgruntled. "You told her?"
"No!" He shot back. "She just guessed, kinda."
She beamed at them. "Star might not know what your up to, but I do. I know all." She gave them a knowing wink.
Draco leaned backward and whispered in Harry's ear. "I bet she doesn't know what we did last ni-"
"Oh yes. I do. Rather loud that one was, wasn't it? But you sure did seem to enjoy it eh Harry?"
Harry's ears tinged a light pink.
"Anyway, back to business. What's your plan?"
Harry and Draco looked at each other.
"Well.. you see.."
"Er.."
"We were going to.."
"And then.."
"You haven't got one have you?"
The Gryffindor gave her a guilty smile. "Aha. Obviously you have never read 'Matchmaking for Dummies' or 'How to Make the Impossible Possible', or 'How to Cast the Perfect Silencing Charm' for that matter." She laughed at their blushing faces and embarrassed composures. "Step One: Have an objective. In this case it's to get a rather stubborn Slytherin girl hooked up with the most perfect angel of our time." Batting her lashes and sighing happily she continued, "Step Two: Have a PLAN! Any idiot knows that."
"Ok then Miss. I'm-so-much-better-then-you-because-I-earn-10-detentions-a- week', what's the plan?" Harry asked, leaning forward and resting his head on Draco's shoulder.
"Twelve actually."
"Whatever."
"I.. have no idea."
"What do you mean you have no idea!?" Draco exclaimed, "You're supposed to be Captain Jackass and Bestest Bitch aren't you?"
"What's that got to do with anything?"
He smirked. "Nothing. I've just wanted to say that for the longest time."
She rolled her eyes. "Well, as you know, Star hates me. So that's a bit of a problem.."
"I don't know," Harry started uncertainly, "She's acting like Draco did."
The other boy looked flattered and muttered, "That's my girl."
"Focus people!" Kaleb banged her fist on the table. "Look you don't even know if I like her right? So why do you want to waste your time?"
"Because we know you feel something," Harry answered simply.
"Yeah," Draco agreed, "Why else would you hug her so much?"
She shrugged. "If you hadn't noticed, I hug everyone."
A small smile spread on Harry's face. "But you go out of your way to hug her."
She quirked a brow. "What are you my stalker?"
"It's hard not to notice you when you're always making some kind of loud noise.."
"Or causing some kind of hell.."
"Or hearing a professor yell at you three corridors away.."
"You would have made a great Slytherin, you know."
She gagged. "Thank gods I'm not."
"There's nothing wrong with Slytherins!" Draco interjected.
"Except they're stubborn rich bastards who think the world revolves around them all day, everyday." Kaleb replied. "And," she added as an afterthought, "They suck at quidditch."
"No, I think that's just Draco."
Kaleb laughed as Draco glared at Harry from the corner of his eye. "Anyway, I'm off to bed. Cheers loves!" With that Kaleb ran up to her dorm, closing it with a loud thud.
"Do you really think Kaleb likes Star?" Draco asked, leaning back into Harry's warm embrace.
"Oh. I'm sure of it." He said firmly. "Why else would she run off without giving us a good night hug?"
"What do you want?" He snapped, clearly not at all pleased with being interrupted.
"I want a Firebolt 3000, good grades, my own sexy personal slave, Puddlemere United, Kennilworthy Whisp, Hogsmeade, The 5 nearest universes, Snape to go shove a broom handle up his arse and rotate it."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Forget I asked."
Harry straightened his glasses and hastily buttoned up his shirt. "Ah Kale, it's nice to see you and all but-"
"WHAT THE HELL!" Draco said very pissed off. "Don't you have a life?"
"Nope." She stepped down and took a seat on the coach, making it clear that she wasn't intending to leave. With a loud groan from Draco, Harry dragged him onto an opposite chair, sitting him on his lap.
She smiled at them. They looked so cute. "So let's hear it."
"Hear what?"
"Your brilliant 'Get Kaleb and Star together' plan."
Draco looked at Harry disgruntled. "You told her?"
"No!" He shot back. "She just guessed, kinda."
She beamed at them. "Star might not know what your up to, but I do. I know all." She gave them a knowing wink.
Draco leaned backward and whispered in Harry's ear. "I bet she doesn't know what we did last ni-"
"Oh yes. I do. Rather loud that one was, wasn't it? But you sure did seem to enjoy it eh Harry?"
Harry's ears tinged a light pink.
"Anyway, back to business. What's your plan?"
Harry and Draco looked at each other.
"Well.. you see.."
"Er.."
"We were going to.."
"And then.."
"You haven't got one have you?"
The Gryffindor gave her a guilty smile. "Aha. Obviously you have never read 'Matchmaking for Dummies' or 'How to Make the Impossible Possible', or 'How to Cast the Perfect Silencing Charm' for that matter." She laughed at their blushing faces and embarrassed composures. "Step One: Have an objective. In this case it's to get a rather stubborn Slytherin girl hooked up with the most perfect angel of our time." Batting her lashes and sighing happily she continued, "Step Two: Have a PLAN! Any idiot knows that."
"Ok then Miss. I'm-so-much-better-then-you-because-I-earn-10-detentions-a- week', what's the plan?" Harry asked, leaning forward and resting his head on Draco's shoulder.
"Twelve actually."
"Whatever."
"I.. have no idea."
"What do you mean you have no idea!?" Draco exclaimed, "You're supposed to be Captain Jackass and Bestest Bitch aren't you?"
"What's that got to do with anything?"
He smirked. "Nothing. I've just wanted to say that for the longest time."
She rolled her eyes. "Well, as you know, Star hates me. So that's a bit of a problem.."
"I don't know," Harry started uncertainly, "She's acting like Draco did."
The other boy looked flattered and muttered, "That's my girl."
"Focus people!" Kaleb banged her fist on the table. "Look you don't even know if I like her right? So why do you want to waste your time?"
"Because we know you feel something," Harry answered simply.
"Yeah," Draco agreed, "Why else would you hug her so much?"
She shrugged. "If you hadn't noticed, I hug everyone."
A small smile spread on Harry's face. "But you go out of your way to hug her."
She quirked a brow. "What are you my stalker?"
"It's hard not to notice you when you're always making some kind of loud noise.."
"Or causing some kind of hell.."
"Or hearing a professor yell at you three corridors away.."
"You would have made a great Slytherin, you know."
She gagged. "Thank gods I'm not."
"There's nothing wrong with Slytherins!" Draco interjected.
"Except they're stubborn rich bastards who think the world revolves around them all day, everyday." Kaleb replied. "And," she added as an afterthought, "They suck at quidditch."
"No, I think that's just Draco."
Kaleb laughed as Draco glared at Harry from the corner of his eye. "Anyway, I'm off to bed. Cheers loves!" With that Kaleb ran up to her dorm, closing it with a loud thud.
"Do you really think Kaleb likes Star?" Draco asked, leaning back into Harry's warm embrace.
"Oh. I'm sure of it." He said firmly. "Why else would she run off without giving us a good night hug?"
