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Chapter 5: Letters
Draco walked to the Owlery to send a letter. As he walked he scribbled on a piece of parchment and reached his destination when he saw a flash of white in the corner of his eye. Turning around, Draco thought it was Mrs. Norris, Filch's partner in torturing children. Filch is probably the only person who sees it fit to torment a young one's life, besides Volemort and Lucius Malfoy.
Draco then heard a mew and faced where the sound was coming from. Out of the shadows comes forth Luna with a mouse in hand, or rather, in mouth. Another mew comes from her and she puts the mouse in front of Draco. Draco smiled, thinking how thoughtful the cat was to share with him it's dinner. He picked Luna up and petted it while looking for a suitable owl to send the letter with.
Another mew from Luna made Draco stop and think. What if he uses Luna to send the letter? He put the cat down, knelt before it and said, "I don't think you could understand me, but could you do me a favor? I need you to give a letter to someone…"
***
Hermione walked out of the girl's bathroom in the Gryffindor tower and sat on her bed, waiting for Luna to come in with a mouse and then she would begin their daily diary session.
Just as she was getting impatient, in from the door stepped Luna, not with the usual mouse, but instead a letter. Luna jumped onto Hermione's bed, stretched and curled up for their daily diary session. Hermione just took the letter from Luna and petted her while looking for a name or any clue to whom this letter came from. Opening it, she read:
Hermione,
Please meet me tomorrow at the prefect's bathroom after dinner.
P.S.
If you like, bring a swimsuit.
Hermione looked at the letter thoughtfully. The person who sent this must be a prefect, because the person wants her to meet them at the prefect's bathroom. They are also probably perverted, since they want her to bring a swimsuit. Hermione looked at Luna, who was watching her. "Hey, Luna. This letter you gave me, who gave it to you?" she asked, hoping the kitty would give her at least a clue. All Luna did was scratch her collar. Sighing, Hermione leaned against the post on her bed.
Aha!! Hermione knew what to do. Running towards her desk where a stack of books lay, she searched for a spell. Finding it, she ran towards Luna, pointed her wand at the cat, and muttered a spell. A swirl of light came out of her wand and surrounded the cat who looked at the light curiously.
"Can you talk?" Hermione asked the cat.
Yep. a voice said clearly in her head.
"Is that you, Luna?"
uh-hum! Didn't think you'd be able to do that. the voice had a mischievous tone to it, much like Fred and George when they are up to something. Scratch that, they're always up to something!
"Can you tell me who gave you this letter?"
That cut blonde boy I saw at that place full of owls.
"Draco Malfoy?"
Um, yeah, if that's his name.
the first thought that went through her head was if he was alone and where he gave Luna the letter, because a small tinge of suspicion that his friendship was a joke kept creeping into her mind.
"Was he alone? Where was he?"
He was alone at the Owlery. He was actually happy to see me.
"Really? Okay… you think I should go?"
Your asking the wrong person, hon. Ask yourself! It's you who will decide, not the 'Fates' and all that nonsense!
"Ya know, I wish I found this spell when I first got you! At least you speak sense, not like Lavender or Parvati!"
lets do the 'Getting to know you and your background' thing! Okay… I was the only white kitten in a set of six kittens. Three of them were black and two were spotted. When I was weaned I was separated and then put into this room full of other creatures then that Draco boy found me, then he mumbled something and you know the rest.
"Mumbled something?"
Yep. But I wasn't able to catch it.
"Oh, okay."
Your turn!
"Hmm… well, I was born on December 15, I was always curious about the world around me. Ever since I could remember I knew I was different from the world around me. I remember even pretending to be a witch with my best friend, Kevin.
I miss him! We used to spend time together swinging from ropes pretending to be Tarzan and Jane, then grew up to pirates, then to witches. There was never a day without him, until I got a letter from Hogwarts. My parents knew that Kevin was my best friend and confidante. They told me not to tell me and I was confused, wanting to tell my best friend in the world that I really was what I always wanted to be.
When I left for Hogwarts I was so lonely, wishing I was home with Kevin. That was until I met Harry and Ron. Of course people would say that Harry, Ron and me were the 'Dream Team' or the 'Inseparable Trio'. But I miss Kevin. I try to fight the urge to owl him, or to Apparate into his room, or do something stupid that would show I was a witch."
Ohh… you got a long story, I see. So your just friends with this Kevin guy, right?
"I think so… actually I don't know what I feel for Kevin. It's really weird what I feel for him."
do you like him?
"Yes! Of course! But I don't know how much… probably more than Harry or Ron…"
Is that what you think or feel?
" that's what I think, actually. Everytime I think of him I want to be with him. Everytime I'm alone I think of him. Everytime I have a problem I think of our memories together."
You love him.
"I guess…"
Go to sleep! You need it! Your getting bags under you eyes! eewww!!
"Hey! No tuna tomorrow! Ha!"
just kidding!!
*****
The next day at the Great Hall people were chattering about what happened to them over the summer, or what they plan to do while in Hogwarts, or the like. Draco struggled to stay awake as Pansy ranted on how her summer in Hawaii was so great and how fast she got a tan.
He glanced at the Gryffindor table and scanned it for chocolate hair and eyes.
No sooner had he looked he found them staring into space, deep in thought. He would have looked into them for forever, but like all good things, it had to end. The schedules were being handed out and he looked at his.
Double Potions with Gryffindor…
Herbology with Hufflepuff…
Lunch…
Care of Magical Creatures with Gryffindor…
Arithmancy…
He did a double take. Three times he would be in class with Hermione!! That's great!
******
Hermione looked at her schedule, frowning since they always had classes with Slytherins. Why can't they have classed with Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw?
Looking up she saw that the owls were coming in. There was the usual letter from her parents, saying how proud they were with her and that she should do her best, but rest once in a while.
Another owl dropped a letter for Hermione. The owl who sent it was a big tawny owl, one she hasn't seen before. It was waiting of her to take the note off of it's leg patiently. She took the note and gave it a piece if bacon before it flew off.
Hermione,
Would you please come to the prefect's bathroom later? Please? You probably know who I an already, but still, please come.
Hermione did know. She looked toward the Slytherin table and met silver with chocolate. Draco Malfoy asked with his eyes. Hermione, wondering how he knew that she knew he was asking her to go, just nodded.
A smile spread over Draco's face. This was a bit of a surprise for Hermione because the usual smile he gave her, other than their encounter on the train, was a cruel sneer that came along with that word.
She shrugged it off and went off for her first subject, trying to listen to Ron and Harry as they babbled on about that God-forsaken sport, Quidditch. Then she remembered that Double Potions with Slytherins was her first subject. Damn.
*****
"Today we will be making a Thought Speaking Potion. This potion makes a telepathical connection between the two people who drink this potion. This potion, however, needs a bit of the person you want to make a connection with." Snape's greasy voice drawled on, looking at the worried expressions of his students.
"This potion takes a lot of skill to make, so please try to concentrate," Snape said as he stared at Neville, who was shaking in his seat. "Oh, and you will need partners for this one. I think the person beside you will do, as you will have little time left for your potion if I have to assign you partners."
Harry and Ron let out a sigh as they were partners. Looking at Hermione, they wondered who her partner was. They were shocked to begin with. "Malfoy?!"
Draco wiped his happy smile with a sneer. "Yep. Got a problem with that?"
Harry and Ron struggled not to punch him right then and there. Draco's grin grew wider at the fact that he could sit beside Hermione and still be at the Slytherin's side of the classroom. Hermione groaned at the thought of being paired up with a Slytherin, but thought that it was easier if she just dealt with it.
"The ingredients are on page 54 of your textbooks, so start immediately." Snape said. As Hermione was crushing the beetle eyes, she said to Draco," separate the wings of the lacewings then brew them for 5 minutes." Draco did as he was told quietly, without a remark. Hermione then said, "Why do you want me to meet you, and why there at the prefect's bath?" "I just wanted to talk with you and take a swim at the same time. Is it a crime?" he said simply, not stopping to look at her. This sort of annoyed Hermione and she put down her mortar.
"No, it's not. Why would you want to talk to me?" Hermione asked him.
Draco then looked up from what he was doing. "Didn't I tell you on the train that I wanted to get to know you better?" "Umm… yeah. But why all of a sudden?" Hermione asked again. She wanted a lot of answers.
"Can't you take a change of attitude? I happened to go through a life- changing experience." Draco said, looking at his work. "And what would that be?" Hermione asked, searching for his eyes under his golden locks. Taking a deep breath, he faced her again and said, "My father died during the summer." "I'm so sorry." Hermione said.
At this line, Draco jerked away, anger in his eyes. "I don't need your pity."
Hermione sighed and finished their potion.
*****
As the last pairs were finishing their potion, Snape told the finished pairs to sample their potions. If they did it correctly, they would tingle then feel slightly cold before they could hear the other's thoughts.
Hermione put a lock of her hair into Draco's part of the potion while Draco did the same with Hermione's. "Cheers," Hermione said softly before drinking it in one gulp. It tasted like caramel. Hermione was starting to tingle when an explosion was heard and then she blacked out.
A/N: Ha! How was that?! Please R&R!! I need inspiration! Um.. no I am not Italian and it's up to me if I want to name the cat Luna (although I also think Sailormoon stinks!) hehe. again, thanks for the reviews, but I need 50 more to put up the next chapter! I'm so greedy!!
Chapter 5: Letters
Draco walked to the Owlery to send a letter. As he walked he scribbled on a piece of parchment and reached his destination when he saw a flash of white in the corner of his eye. Turning around, Draco thought it was Mrs. Norris, Filch's partner in torturing children. Filch is probably the only person who sees it fit to torment a young one's life, besides Volemort and Lucius Malfoy.
Draco then heard a mew and faced where the sound was coming from. Out of the shadows comes forth Luna with a mouse in hand, or rather, in mouth. Another mew comes from her and she puts the mouse in front of Draco. Draco smiled, thinking how thoughtful the cat was to share with him it's dinner. He picked Luna up and petted it while looking for a suitable owl to send the letter with.
Another mew from Luna made Draco stop and think. What if he uses Luna to send the letter? He put the cat down, knelt before it and said, "I don't think you could understand me, but could you do me a favor? I need you to give a letter to someone…"
***
Hermione walked out of the girl's bathroom in the Gryffindor tower and sat on her bed, waiting for Luna to come in with a mouse and then she would begin their daily diary session.
Just as she was getting impatient, in from the door stepped Luna, not with the usual mouse, but instead a letter. Luna jumped onto Hermione's bed, stretched and curled up for their daily diary session. Hermione just took the letter from Luna and petted her while looking for a name or any clue to whom this letter came from. Opening it, she read:
Hermione,
Please meet me tomorrow at the prefect's bathroom after dinner.
P.S.
If you like, bring a swimsuit.
Hermione looked at the letter thoughtfully. The person who sent this must be a prefect, because the person wants her to meet them at the prefect's bathroom. They are also probably perverted, since they want her to bring a swimsuit. Hermione looked at Luna, who was watching her. "Hey, Luna. This letter you gave me, who gave it to you?" she asked, hoping the kitty would give her at least a clue. All Luna did was scratch her collar. Sighing, Hermione leaned against the post on her bed.
Aha!! Hermione knew what to do. Running towards her desk where a stack of books lay, she searched for a spell. Finding it, she ran towards Luna, pointed her wand at the cat, and muttered a spell. A swirl of light came out of her wand and surrounded the cat who looked at the light curiously.
"Can you talk?" Hermione asked the cat.
Yep. a voice said clearly in her head.
"Is that you, Luna?"
uh-hum! Didn't think you'd be able to do that. the voice had a mischievous tone to it, much like Fred and George when they are up to something. Scratch that, they're always up to something!
"Can you tell me who gave you this letter?"
That cut blonde boy I saw at that place full of owls.
"Draco Malfoy?"
Um, yeah, if that's his name.
the first thought that went through her head was if he was alone and where he gave Luna the letter, because a small tinge of suspicion that his friendship was a joke kept creeping into her mind.
"Was he alone? Where was he?"
He was alone at the Owlery. He was actually happy to see me.
"Really? Okay… you think I should go?"
Your asking the wrong person, hon. Ask yourself! It's you who will decide, not the 'Fates' and all that nonsense!
"Ya know, I wish I found this spell when I first got you! At least you speak sense, not like Lavender or Parvati!"
lets do the 'Getting to know you and your background' thing! Okay… I was the only white kitten in a set of six kittens. Three of them were black and two were spotted. When I was weaned I was separated and then put into this room full of other creatures then that Draco boy found me, then he mumbled something and you know the rest.
"Mumbled something?"
Yep. But I wasn't able to catch it.
"Oh, okay."
Your turn!
"Hmm… well, I was born on December 15, I was always curious about the world around me. Ever since I could remember I knew I was different from the world around me. I remember even pretending to be a witch with my best friend, Kevin.
I miss him! We used to spend time together swinging from ropes pretending to be Tarzan and Jane, then grew up to pirates, then to witches. There was never a day without him, until I got a letter from Hogwarts. My parents knew that Kevin was my best friend and confidante. They told me not to tell me and I was confused, wanting to tell my best friend in the world that I really was what I always wanted to be.
When I left for Hogwarts I was so lonely, wishing I was home with Kevin. That was until I met Harry and Ron. Of course people would say that Harry, Ron and me were the 'Dream Team' or the 'Inseparable Trio'. But I miss Kevin. I try to fight the urge to owl him, or to Apparate into his room, or do something stupid that would show I was a witch."
Ohh… you got a long story, I see. So your just friends with this Kevin guy, right?
"I think so… actually I don't know what I feel for Kevin. It's really weird what I feel for him."
do you like him?
"Yes! Of course! But I don't know how much… probably more than Harry or Ron…"
Is that what you think or feel?
" that's what I think, actually. Everytime I think of him I want to be with him. Everytime I'm alone I think of him. Everytime I have a problem I think of our memories together."
You love him.
"I guess…"
Go to sleep! You need it! Your getting bags under you eyes! eewww!!
"Hey! No tuna tomorrow! Ha!"
just kidding!!
*****
The next day at the Great Hall people were chattering about what happened to them over the summer, or what they plan to do while in Hogwarts, or the like. Draco struggled to stay awake as Pansy ranted on how her summer in Hawaii was so great and how fast she got a tan.
He glanced at the Gryffindor table and scanned it for chocolate hair and eyes.
No sooner had he looked he found them staring into space, deep in thought. He would have looked into them for forever, but like all good things, it had to end. The schedules were being handed out and he looked at his.
Double Potions with Gryffindor…
Herbology with Hufflepuff…
Lunch…
Care of Magical Creatures with Gryffindor…
Arithmancy…
He did a double take. Three times he would be in class with Hermione!! That's great!
******
Hermione looked at her schedule, frowning since they always had classes with Slytherins. Why can't they have classed with Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw?
Looking up she saw that the owls were coming in. There was the usual letter from her parents, saying how proud they were with her and that she should do her best, but rest once in a while.
Another owl dropped a letter for Hermione. The owl who sent it was a big tawny owl, one she hasn't seen before. It was waiting of her to take the note off of it's leg patiently. She took the note and gave it a piece if bacon before it flew off.
Hermione,
Would you please come to the prefect's bathroom later? Please? You probably know who I an already, but still, please come.
Hermione did know. She looked toward the Slytherin table and met silver with chocolate. Draco Malfoy asked with his eyes. Hermione, wondering how he knew that she knew he was asking her to go, just nodded.
A smile spread over Draco's face. This was a bit of a surprise for Hermione because the usual smile he gave her, other than their encounter on the train, was a cruel sneer that came along with that word.
She shrugged it off and went off for her first subject, trying to listen to Ron and Harry as they babbled on about that God-forsaken sport, Quidditch. Then she remembered that Double Potions with Slytherins was her first subject. Damn.
*****
"Today we will be making a Thought Speaking Potion. This potion makes a telepathical connection between the two people who drink this potion. This potion, however, needs a bit of the person you want to make a connection with." Snape's greasy voice drawled on, looking at the worried expressions of his students.
"This potion takes a lot of skill to make, so please try to concentrate," Snape said as he stared at Neville, who was shaking in his seat. "Oh, and you will need partners for this one. I think the person beside you will do, as you will have little time left for your potion if I have to assign you partners."
Harry and Ron let out a sigh as they were partners. Looking at Hermione, they wondered who her partner was. They were shocked to begin with. "Malfoy?!"
Draco wiped his happy smile with a sneer. "Yep. Got a problem with that?"
Harry and Ron struggled not to punch him right then and there. Draco's grin grew wider at the fact that he could sit beside Hermione and still be at the Slytherin's side of the classroom. Hermione groaned at the thought of being paired up with a Slytherin, but thought that it was easier if she just dealt with it.
"The ingredients are on page 54 of your textbooks, so start immediately." Snape said. As Hermione was crushing the beetle eyes, she said to Draco," separate the wings of the lacewings then brew them for 5 minutes." Draco did as he was told quietly, without a remark. Hermione then said, "Why do you want me to meet you, and why there at the prefect's bath?" "I just wanted to talk with you and take a swim at the same time. Is it a crime?" he said simply, not stopping to look at her. This sort of annoyed Hermione and she put down her mortar.
"No, it's not. Why would you want to talk to me?" Hermione asked him.
Draco then looked up from what he was doing. "Didn't I tell you on the train that I wanted to get to know you better?" "Umm… yeah. But why all of a sudden?" Hermione asked again. She wanted a lot of answers.
"Can't you take a change of attitude? I happened to go through a life- changing experience." Draco said, looking at his work. "And what would that be?" Hermione asked, searching for his eyes under his golden locks. Taking a deep breath, he faced her again and said, "My father died during the summer." "I'm so sorry." Hermione said.
At this line, Draco jerked away, anger in his eyes. "I don't need your pity."
Hermione sighed and finished their potion.
*****
As the last pairs were finishing their potion, Snape told the finished pairs to sample their potions. If they did it correctly, they would tingle then feel slightly cold before they could hear the other's thoughts.
Hermione put a lock of her hair into Draco's part of the potion while Draco did the same with Hermione's. "Cheers," Hermione said softly before drinking it in one gulp. It tasted like caramel. Hermione was starting to tingle when an explosion was heard and then she blacked out.
A/N: Ha! How was that?! Please R&R!! I need inspiration! Um.. no I am not Italian and it's up to me if I want to name the cat Luna (although I also think Sailormoon stinks!) hehe. again, thanks for the reviews, but I need 50 more to put up the next chapter! I'm so greedy!!