Chapter 6
Francis ran her hands down her robes and sighed. She felt the train jolt forwards and knew they had arrived at Hogsmede Station. As she was waiting for the gridlock to pass she sat down. You'd think Potter would be pleased for them, but him and Granger had this brief thing last year. He was still hung up on her but they were trying to be 'Friends.'
Francis grinned thinking how strained the pair had been recently. She sighed; she envied that Mudblood so much. Not because she was clever or pretty or anything Francis wasn't because Fran was everything she was.
She was clever, well after Granger and Draco. She laughed bitterly, hell they were nearly certified geniuses. And she was pretty, the looks boys gave her at school was enough to certify that. She had the best friend she could ever ask for in the form of Draco. She had more as well, though Granger couldn't stay on a broom if her life depended on it, Fran could. She was a damn good flyer, and one of the best beaters Slytherin house had ever seen. But yet she wanted more.
Yes boys looked at her, but they never asked her out. Don't get me wrong; she's not some sweet little virgin, quite the opposite. Though you wouldn't call her a slut. She snorted bitterly, who was she kidding; she knew exactly why boys never acted on their desires.
She knew the glare they received off Draco if they even glanced at her, in that way. The ones that would have done anything were all Slytherins, and if you were a Slytherin, you didn't cross Draco Malfoy. And all the others weren't in her house, and it wasn't done. Slytherins were with Slytherins and the other houses kept out of it.
Crabbe who muttered, 'You coming', knocked her out of her thoughts she looked up and sighed, 'Yeah!' and stood up. She stepped off the train and smirked. Stood in front of her were Potter, Weasley and Granger. She walked over to them, Draco followed. 'Hey you three how were your summers?' she asked, grinning at Weasley.
He glared at her, 'Well, it was all going fine until I laid eyes on you two!' It was Draco's turn to smirk at them, 'I thought you'd already seen Fran once today Weasley?' Francis nearly burst out laughing, but she bit her lip in time. 'Must have been mistaken, hey Fran!' all she could do was nod. She felt Draco get a hold on her arm, and steer her towards a carriage.
When they were safely on their way towards the school she burst out laughing. 'Did you see his face!?!' she smirked. 'I know, it was a classic moment, I'll never forget it!' Draco grinned, and tried to replicate the face, but failed due to his grin.
They pulled up and Francis sighed sadly, 'You know Draco that was the last time we're ever going to do that!' Draco smiled, 'You always were a sentimental fool!' he smirked, 'Come on I'm hungry!' he said as she swatted at his arm. 'Hey, I'm not a fly!' he grinned.
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A/N: Hey! So I wrote this chapter in like 20 minutes. I'm so pleased. I tried to verify why Harry's not to know. And also clear up a few things with Francis. Hope I didn't lay it on a bit thick! Anyway REVIEW PEOPLE!!!
At the minute I'm beginning to type up the next chapter, and I'm watching Anastasia (you know the Disney cartoon!) I'm 15 and I still love that film!!!
Anyway love and huggles Ginger xx
Francis ran her hands down her robes and sighed. She felt the train jolt forwards and knew they had arrived at Hogsmede Station. As she was waiting for the gridlock to pass she sat down. You'd think Potter would be pleased for them, but him and Granger had this brief thing last year. He was still hung up on her but they were trying to be 'Friends.'
Francis grinned thinking how strained the pair had been recently. She sighed; she envied that Mudblood so much. Not because she was clever or pretty or anything Francis wasn't because Fran was everything she was.
She was clever, well after Granger and Draco. She laughed bitterly, hell they were nearly certified geniuses. And she was pretty, the looks boys gave her at school was enough to certify that. She had the best friend she could ever ask for in the form of Draco. She had more as well, though Granger couldn't stay on a broom if her life depended on it, Fran could. She was a damn good flyer, and one of the best beaters Slytherin house had ever seen. But yet she wanted more.
Yes boys looked at her, but they never asked her out. Don't get me wrong; she's not some sweet little virgin, quite the opposite. Though you wouldn't call her a slut. She snorted bitterly, who was she kidding; she knew exactly why boys never acted on their desires.
She knew the glare they received off Draco if they even glanced at her, in that way. The ones that would have done anything were all Slytherins, and if you were a Slytherin, you didn't cross Draco Malfoy. And all the others weren't in her house, and it wasn't done. Slytherins were with Slytherins and the other houses kept out of it.
Crabbe who muttered, 'You coming', knocked her out of her thoughts she looked up and sighed, 'Yeah!' and stood up. She stepped off the train and smirked. Stood in front of her were Potter, Weasley and Granger. She walked over to them, Draco followed. 'Hey you three how were your summers?' she asked, grinning at Weasley.
He glared at her, 'Well, it was all going fine until I laid eyes on you two!' It was Draco's turn to smirk at them, 'I thought you'd already seen Fran once today Weasley?' Francis nearly burst out laughing, but she bit her lip in time. 'Must have been mistaken, hey Fran!' all she could do was nod. She felt Draco get a hold on her arm, and steer her towards a carriage.
When they were safely on their way towards the school she burst out laughing. 'Did you see his face!?!' she smirked. 'I know, it was a classic moment, I'll never forget it!' Draco grinned, and tried to replicate the face, but failed due to his grin.
They pulled up and Francis sighed sadly, 'You know Draco that was the last time we're ever going to do that!' Draco smiled, 'You always were a sentimental fool!' he smirked, 'Come on I'm hungry!' he said as she swatted at his arm. 'Hey, I'm not a fly!' he grinned.
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A/N: Hey! So I wrote this chapter in like 20 minutes. I'm so pleased. I tried to verify why Harry's not to know. And also clear up a few things with Francis. Hope I didn't lay it on a bit thick! Anyway REVIEW PEOPLE!!!
At the minute I'm beginning to type up the next chapter, and I'm watching Anastasia (you know the Disney cartoon!) I'm 15 and I still love that film!!!
Anyway love and huggles Ginger xx