Thanks Yous Section: Susie(*ahem* where would our pictures be? ^__^)
AlynniaMcKinnon, RainShadow(I agree with you ^_^ Golden Boy *is* great huh?
*dramatic sigh*) Star(Mind? Of course we don't! And thank you in advance.
Denial, ah, what a wretched state of mind.) ClarKeRaVen(Indeed. *blushes*
Thank you SO much. Draw Kaleb? Just draw a blonde cackling blur ^_~ Good
Luck to you, drawer's block or something, I'm sure. But you can do it. I
know you can) Prongs(I've been sitting down all day. But ironic enough I'm
sitting down, again. Hmm.)
SideNote: Guess where I got the title. *Coughs and points at ClarKeRaVen*
With a start, Star realized that she'd been spending the last twenty minutes staring at the same page of her Transfiguration book.
Sighing, she rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling of her four- poster bed. After she ran angrily away from Harry, the Slytherin girl had gone to her dorm room and started her homework. Or had least *tried* to.
Her vision was blocked as a black furry face with emerald eyes looked down at her, a questioning meow escaping the small mouth. Star reached up and stroked the cat's soft fur.
"Sometimes, Wizard," she murmured, "I think you're the only one who understands me."
The cat purred, leaning against her touch. As she watched him, Star remembered when Kaleb had caught her crying in that old classroom, Wizard on her lap. By hissing at the Gryffindor, Wizard had alerted Star to her presence, which had been the idea. Wizard never tolerated anyone who Star showed any hostility towards. That's why they were the perfect pair. After all, it was the pet that chose the wizard, much like wands. And Wizard had chosen Star; from the first time they met.
Sitting up, Star eased herself off her bed and over to the only window in the dorm. It wasn't a real window to the outside; it was more like a mirror that was enchanted to look like it. However the weather was that day or night was displayed in the mirror. Almost like the ceiling in the Great Hall.
As Star stared at the grounds of Hogwarts, her mind drifted back onto what Harry had said. That nonsense about love. Star Pellerin did *not* fall in love, and never would. Such a feeling brought nothing but unhappiness and misery.
Wizard jumped up into her arms, purring in content as he rubbed his head against Star's chin. She stroked his fur, closing her gray eyes briefly.
"But Draco's happy with Harry," she told Wizard, holding him up to her face with her hands under his front legs.
"Meow?" he replied.
Star smiled at him, hugging the cat to her chest, "I wish that sometimes, *I* was a cat. You have it so easy, Wiz." Her eyes once again focused on the window in front of her. "The only thing to do," she realized, "is to prove everyone wrong. I'll be decent to Kaleb for once, and let myself be at ease around her. Then I'll show them that I don't feel anything for her, and I'll show myself as well. What do you think, Wizard?"
Purring was the only response she got.
Star nodded, "I take that as a yes."
SideNote: Guess where I got the title. *Coughs and points at ClarKeRaVen*
With a start, Star realized that she'd been spending the last twenty minutes staring at the same page of her Transfiguration book.
Sighing, she rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling of her four- poster bed. After she ran angrily away from Harry, the Slytherin girl had gone to her dorm room and started her homework. Or had least *tried* to.
Her vision was blocked as a black furry face with emerald eyes looked down at her, a questioning meow escaping the small mouth. Star reached up and stroked the cat's soft fur.
"Sometimes, Wizard," she murmured, "I think you're the only one who understands me."
The cat purred, leaning against her touch. As she watched him, Star remembered when Kaleb had caught her crying in that old classroom, Wizard on her lap. By hissing at the Gryffindor, Wizard had alerted Star to her presence, which had been the idea. Wizard never tolerated anyone who Star showed any hostility towards. That's why they were the perfect pair. After all, it was the pet that chose the wizard, much like wands. And Wizard had chosen Star; from the first time they met.
Sitting up, Star eased herself off her bed and over to the only window in the dorm. It wasn't a real window to the outside; it was more like a mirror that was enchanted to look like it. However the weather was that day or night was displayed in the mirror. Almost like the ceiling in the Great Hall.
As Star stared at the grounds of Hogwarts, her mind drifted back onto what Harry had said. That nonsense about love. Star Pellerin did *not* fall in love, and never would. Such a feeling brought nothing but unhappiness and misery.
Wizard jumped up into her arms, purring in content as he rubbed his head against Star's chin. She stroked his fur, closing her gray eyes briefly.
"But Draco's happy with Harry," she told Wizard, holding him up to her face with her hands under his front legs.
"Meow?" he replied.
Star smiled at him, hugging the cat to her chest, "I wish that sometimes, *I* was a cat. You have it so easy, Wiz." Her eyes once again focused on the window in front of her. "The only thing to do," she realized, "is to prove everyone wrong. I'll be decent to Kaleb for once, and let myself be at ease around her. Then I'll show them that I don't feel anything for her, and I'll show myself as well. What do you think, Wizard?"
Purring was the only response she got.
Star nodded, "I take that as a yes."
