Chapter 7

"Angelic Realizations"

"Wow Jay-Lee! They look so real! Can I touch them?" Hermione gasped as she touched the realistic angel wings that adorned Jay-Lee's back.

"Does this dress look too simple?" Jay-Lee questioned as she smoothed it with her hands, not looking away from her reflection. It was sleeveless, white, and floor length. It flowed softly down and wasn't to tight or to loose. It reminded her of what Claire Danes had worn in the party scene of "Romeo and Juliet".

"It looks perfect. You want people looking at your wings more than your dress don't you?" Hermione had learned quickly when it came to fashion. Jay-Lee prided herself in knowing she had been the one who taught her.

"You're right. More emphasis on the wings and less on the dress."

~*~

When they reached the Christmas ball (another dance for 5th - 7th years) the decorations were once again breathtaking. The many tall Christmas trees that decorated the dining hall glowed warmly. There was "snow" falling from the enchanted ceiling and everything seemed to be adorned with silver, white, and gold.

She took note that Pansy wasn't there and thought it was rather odd. She was always eager to come to events where she could try to beat Jay-Lee's style. Realizing that she must have went home for Christmas, Jay-Lee sighed. "I hope she did. I am seriously tired of trying to fight her."

Once again, the few people who stayed for Christmas were starring but she didn't really notice. What she did notice on the other hand was an all too perfect looking Draco. "God he is so beautiful." She sat down at one of the tables.

After becoming tired of watching everyone having an awesome time she began to gaze at the beautiful ceiling which was now cloudy yet bright, with "snow" still falling lightly.

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Draco silently stood in a corner watching the few people that had stayed at Hogwarts for the Christmas holidays. He hadn't realized that Jay-Lee had stayed. Laying around his room and thinking were his only pastimes over the last week. He hadn't even went to Hogsmeade. Nothing appealed to him. "What is wrong with you Draco? Get this together! You don't fall apart, remember?"

Suddenly his eyes caught something beautiful. She was sitting on at one of the long tables with her legs turned sideways, one hand resting on the table and the other in her lap. The enchanted snow was lightly falling on her hair and her eyes were raised to the bright gray ceiling. " She is so beautiful. She is wearing wings." Forgetting he was Draco Malfoy, forgetting he was the son of Lucious Malfoy, and remembering that he was his own person; he got up and walked to where his angel was sitting.

"Angel." His lips kissed her earlobe as he whispered the simple word. He said more in that one word than he had said in his entire life. "No! What's wrong with you? You don't go down like this damn it! You're a Malfoy." He couldn't take it. Nothing was making sense and he had to get away. He began running and he didn't stop until he came to the place he had went so many times to get away from the world.

~*~

Jay-Lee was stunned. She felt numb from the brain down. It was as simple as that. She had no thoughts and no feelings. All she could do was stare blankly.

Suddenly it all came back to her in a huge rush. It was as though a dam had broken and feelings she had never felt before began flooding unstoppably. She watched him run and before she realized it she was running too. She wasn't even sure if she was chasing him or running away from things that she knew she couldn't hide from.

She lost track of which way he was going and soon slowed her pace. Not knowing quite what to do, she decided to go with her first guess of where he might be.

She came to a corridor, which seemed all too familiar. She remembered it as if some one had carved it in her brain. He had left her standing alone, naked, and cold in the very spot she was standing in now.

This doubt is screaming in my face

In this familiar place,

Sheltered and concealed.

And if this night won't let me rest

Don't let me second guess

What I know to be real.

Put away all I know for tonight

and maybe I just might

Learn to let it go.

Take my security from me

And maybe finally

I won't have to know everything.

I am falling into grace

To the unknown

To where you are and

Faith makes everybody scared

It's the unknown

The don't-know

That keeps me hanging on to you

I got nothing left to defend

I cannot pretend

That everything makes sense

But does it really matter now

If I do not know how

To figure this thing out.

I am falling into grace

To the unknown

To where you are and

Faith makes everybody scared

It's the unknown

The don't-know

That keeps me hanging on to you

I am against myself again

Trying to fit these pieces in

Walking on a cloud of dust to

Get to you.

"Unknown"-Lifehouse

Not wanting to stay in that particular place, she began to slowly walk down the long hall. She stopped when she came to a door that seemed to be slightly opened. As if she already knew what was inside, she walked in without thinking twice.