Out of the Darkness
By Trephinia Cealyn
Chapter 9 | How Doth the Little Crocodile Improve His Shining Scales…?
Christmas Break
Flute and Seymour had an on-off relationship. At this point in time is was on but Seymour had just threatened Schmoo with a ribbon and Flute was seriously considering dumping him.
"Let Melinda deal with him," Flute said testily to Schmoo. "I don't think that it's in my best interest to have my cute little kitten whom I love and adore and cherish above all things to be threatened. And worst of all with a ribbon! He might as well have threatened her with a poisoned bobby pin!"
"Flute, look I'm sorry," Seymour said sitting down next to Flute, "He ate my homework, and I got a teensy bit mad."
"You tried to hang him!" Flute yelled back. "You tried to hang Schmoo! I can't believe you anymore Seymour you tried to hang my cat! For eating a tiny corner of your homework!"
"I was not going to hang him," Seymour muttered, "Look Flute I don't think this is working-"
"You-you-you broke up with me last time!" Flute screamed, "It's my turn!!"
Seymour groaned, "Let's just be friends."
"I don't want to be friends with you!" Flute grabbed Schmoo stuck out her tongue and stalked off to her dormitory.
"Women!" Seymour yelled throwing up his hands in disgust.
Spring Break
Flute and Seymour were currently in an off point in their relationship but Seymour was seriously considering asking Flute out again. She had been particularly nice to him and he was getting a little bored of Melinda.
"Where is Flute?" Seymour asked Talon who had fallen asleep in the Common Room whilst doing his homework.
"I dunno," Talon said yawning, "Where am I?"
"You my dear brother are in the Common Room. Sleeping!" Flute exclaimed and dumped water on his head, "You wanted to talk to me?" She asked Seymour.
"Yes," Seymour said nodding and trying not to laugh at Talon.
"Let's go," Flute said before Talon could protest, in fact he had already fallen back to sleep.
So they continued that way in that manner in which was pleasing to them together until a few weeks later when that which was pronounced before was ruined by a one Seymour Malfoy because he couldn't keep his mouth shut.
Summer Vacation
Flute sat in an empty, with Talon, Tom and Seymour, compartment on the Hogwarts Express nervously petting Schmoo. She glanced to the window every 5.3 seconds. Talon was also acting rather odd for at this moment he was lying on the floor curled up in a little ball and not moving.
"Are they going to be okay?" Seymour asked leaning over to whisper into Tom's ear.
"Yah, they'll be fine," Tom, replied he moved away from Flute, "She might throw a fit in a second though."
"If he's not there," Flute said banging her head against the window dramatically.
"If who's not where?" Seymour asked her laying his hand lightly on her arm.
"Don't touch me." She said pulling away and rubbing her eyes. "If my father isn't at the platform, I will hurt someone."
"Oh," Seymour said not really understanding what she meant at all but coming to the conclusion it would be better to not say anything at all.
Talon sat up and pushed Flute out of the way. "He's there!" Talon ran out the door of the compartment. Flute tightened her grip on Schmoo picked up her bag and took off at a run after Talon. Tom glanced at Seymour and shrugged. Seymour left and Tom followed soon after.
"Father!" Flute yelled. She ran up to Draco and stopped a few inches in front of him, looking indecisive. Draco smiled at her and patted her head. Flute frowned for a second and then smiled back.
"Where's your brother?" Draco asked. At that moment Talon burst out of the train compartment and ran towards Draco and Flute.
"Hello Father," Talon said curtly before turning to Flute, "That wasn't fair Flute, you knocked me over!" Flute narrowed her eyes and resumed the petting of Schmoo.
"Draco! Nice to see you," Hermione said sweetly standing next to Harry. Tom jumped off the train and sauntered over to them, "we haven't heard from you in a while."
Draco nodded tersely. "I had things to take care of," he turned and walked through the barrier.
"Hermione," Flute said tugging on her robes, "would it be okay if I came over to talk to you? Later in the summer…"
"Of course dear," Hermione said smiling, "you are always welcome."
"Thanks!" Flute said and ran after Talon and Draco.
Draco opened the door of a Ministry car, Talon and Flute climbed in with Draco climbing in after them, "So children did you have a nice time at Hogwarts?"
"I dueled with Snape, went to a ball with a fourth year, and had a concussion." Flute said smiling at him.
"Who is this fourth year?" Draco asked suspiciously.
"Seth Zabini," Flute said quickly, "and I got in a fight with Tom and we are now not speaking to each other."
"Mm hm," Draco said turning to Talon, "And you boy? What did you do?"
"I ate, slept, and did my homework," Talon replied shifting under Draco's eyes.
"That's nice," Draco said a little absentmindedly, "When we get home you will go straight to your rooms unpack, get dressed in something mildly fashionable and report back to the dining room for further instructions."
"Why?" Flute asked without really thinking.
Draco sighed, "Because we are having a little dinner party."
"Who's coming?" Flute asked getting interested.
"The Potters, the Blacks, the Zabini's, your Grandfather." Draco replied counting them off on his fingers, "and… the… Weasley's.
"Granddaddy!" Flute exclaimed, "I need to talk to him about my Potions final, I only got a 100 on it I should have at least deserved a 102."
"What was the highest you could get?" Draco asked.
"A 100, but my essay's were at least 10 times longer than Melinda Zabini's and I had them in the correct format almost everyone didn't and I included extra information in the-"
"What did you get overall?" Draco said cutting her off.
"Perfect marks in every class," Flute said grinning at him.
Draco turned to Talon who looked away, "And you?"
"Perfect marks," Talon mumbled, "Except in Potions, I missed a point on the final and it threw my WHOLE grade off."
"I'll have to talk to Snape about this." Draco said.
"No! It was my fault I messed up one of the multiple-choice questions. I said there were 13 uses for Dragon's blood and there's only 12!" Talon yelled.
"Father next year Seth's going to be team captain and I was wondering if you could buy me n' Talon-"
"Already taken care of," Draco said. They arrived at the Mansion. Talon and Flute jumped out of the car and took off for a run at the Mansion. "Don't forget to unpack your bags!" Draco yelled after them.
