A Beautiful Morning
By Starbo
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! I'm poor! You want to sue me?! Fine, here! *chucks an empty soda can, some lint, and a paper cilp* That's all I got!
Author Note: Yes, yes, I realize I have not written in forever. Does anyone really care? Well, at my friend, whom I make this for, does. So, there, here's the next number-less part, just for you, Socks/Mara/Cat/Silverkitten.
The lazy afternoon passes into a soft twilight that soon gave way to the night - cold, black, and so many little white lights twinkling, offering a New World, a new adventure. Gazing from a garden with no lights around, Cat found such a delight in looking up at the stars, recalling the day and once again, humming "Freak On A Leash." She was in some spare robes that Snape's house elf quickly explained that they were Snape's sister's robes. Hn, who knew Snape had a sister? There were many paintings and moving pictures in his manor (Snape never called it a mansion) but he wouldn't tell her who's who. The freakier part was that she resembled them! Not just in hair color or eye color, but in her body freatures - like her nose, heighth, figure, and stuff like that! It was really creepy. . . .
And that's why she was out here. Cat found it a little too freaky and therefore got out as soon as possable. Of course, Draco kept making her stay inside, afraid that she wasn't healthy enough, despite the potoins that Snape gave her to heal her. Finally, when he went to the bathroom, she snuck out. What was with Draco being all protective? Maybe he was just scared of something.
"So, let's see . . . My dad is in a comma state that I hope he never awakes from, I'm an out cast at Hogwarts and the top student there, I'm at my professor's manor, and I just surrived a tramatizing experiance that could have sent me to the nut house. . . .Oh yeah, I'm live is good!" Cat smirked into the sky before getting up and walking back to the manor, probably to find Draco pissed off.
"Hey, girl!" a voice rang from behind a flower bed. Cat turned towards the sweet sounding voice, and caught site of . . . she didn't know. It looked like it was human, but it had wings and a tail. Covered in shadows, the only thing Cat could say for sure was that it was a female. "Good job. I mean, this morning."
"What are you talking about? Who are you?" Cat questioned.
"I know you used your magic without a wand; very impressive."
"Who are you?!"
"Ah-ha, the most used questioned of them all! Well, that is for me to know, and you to wonder."
And with a little run and a leap, the creature was off into the night, soring right above Cat's head. Catching a glismp of deep colored scales, Cat wondered what that was all about and who - or what - the fuck was that thing! She'd probably stand there all night trying to figure that out if Draco hadn't made his way over to the garden.
"Cat!" Draco called. "Cat, are you out here?"
"Yeah," Cat answered, and continued to walk back to the house. She met Draco half way and he that worried/pissed look, so she answered his unspoken protest, "I don't cage well."
"No, of course not," Draco spoke low as he followed Cat back to the house. "You'd rather run around at betwitching hour and scare off ravens."
"What?" she gave a perplexing look at him. "Where did ravens come from?"
"I saw one fly off before I found you," Draco looked down and then to side and mumbled, "That was kind of rude, you know. I like ravens."
"Why, Draco Malfoy!" Cat smirked, and pretend to be shock. "This is a side of you I have never seen before!"
"Shut up!" Draco hissed.
"Draco Malfoy, the Bad Ass of Hogwarts, as a soft side for animals," she giggled.
"Shut up!" A little louder this time.
"NEVERMORE!!" Cat shouted before disvolving into a giggle-fit.
He couldn't take it any more and he pounced on Cat! They fell to the ground, tumbling onto the soft, rich grass. Cat pushed him off, laughing hard enough to bring tears to her eyes. Draco launch at her again and Cat just barely rolled out of his grasp, and then tried to attack back by flinging herself on top of him. Once he was succefully pinned to the ground, she smirked and said between giggles;
"Funny. . . .I always imagioned *you* on top, Drackie!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!!" Draco snapped and kicked his leg smack her back.
"E-ow!" she shrieked.
He twisted and got one arm free, to that he pushed her off and was able to get up. . . .if she hadn't been death-gripping his arm. He went for a punch, but she blocked it. Then he swung his leg to her side and managed a decent blow to her kidney. And on the fight went, punch after kick, kick after insult, and laughter before it all. A while passes, and Draco forgot why he attacked Cat; he just knew that they were in a battle and enjoying it. It wasn't until a house elf came out to tell them that Snape wanted them in the house, did the fight become a draw.
As the two went inside the house, Cat looked up to see Snape watching them from a poorly lit window. She smiled and waved before going inside. She did not see, however, the small smile that appeared on Snape's face and the small hand movement he gave before sighing and truning back to his deep, serect thoughts.
//Tomorrow she leaves for Hogwarts, back to the life of a student with all that easily none-sense being thrown at her. She is such a bright student; she could go very far, with the right training. Of course, she won't let anyone get close enough to train her in the magic she can go so far in. Should I tell her how - no, she'll fing out in due time. Then I can tell her everything and she'll see the truth and . . . . maybe except me into her life. . . .//
~ End ~
A/N: Well? What does one think? I know it's short, a little fluffly, and basically pointless, but I had to put something up! And besides, the next part is going to come along really, really soon! ;-)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! I'm poor! You want to sue me?! Fine, here! *chucks an empty soda can, some lint, and a paper cilp* That's all I got!
Author Note: Yes, yes, I realize I have not written in forever. Does anyone really care? Well, at my friend, whom I make this for, does. So, there, here's the next number-less part, just for you, Socks/Mara/Cat/Silverkitten.
The lazy afternoon passes into a soft twilight that soon gave way to the night - cold, black, and so many little white lights twinkling, offering a New World, a new adventure. Gazing from a garden with no lights around, Cat found such a delight in looking up at the stars, recalling the day and once again, humming "Freak On A Leash." She was in some spare robes that Snape's house elf quickly explained that they were Snape's sister's robes. Hn, who knew Snape had a sister? There were many paintings and moving pictures in his manor (Snape never called it a mansion) but he wouldn't tell her who's who. The freakier part was that she resembled them! Not just in hair color or eye color, but in her body freatures - like her nose, heighth, figure, and stuff like that! It was really creepy. . . .
And that's why she was out here. Cat found it a little too freaky and therefore got out as soon as possable. Of course, Draco kept making her stay inside, afraid that she wasn't healthy enough, despite the potoins that Snape gave her to heal her. Finally, when he went to the bathroom, she snuck out. What was with Draco being all protective? Maybe he was just scared of something.
"So, let's see . . . My dad is in a comma state that I hope he never awakes from, I'm an out cast at Hogwarts and the top student there, I'm at my professor's manor, and I just surrived a tramatizing experiance that could have sent me to the nut house. . . .Oh yeah, I'm live is good!" Cat smirked into the sky before getting up and walking back to the manor, probably to find Draco pissed off.
"Hey, girl!" a voice rang from behind a flower bed. Cat turned towards the sweet sounding voice, and caught site of . . . she didn't know. It looked like it was human, but it had wings and a tail. Covered in shadows, the only thing Cat could say for sure was that it was a female. "Good job. I mean, this morning."
"What are you talking about? Who are you?" Cat questioned.
"I know you used your magic without a wand; very impressive."
"Who are you?!"
"Ah-ha, the most used questioned of them all! Well, that is for me to know, and you to wonder."
And with a little run and a leap, the creature was off into the night, soring right above Cat's head. Catching a glismp of deep colored scales, Cat wondered what that was all about and who - or what - the fuck was that thing! She'd probably stand there all night trying to figure that out if Draco hadn't made his way over to the garden.
"Cat!" Draco called. "Cat, are you out here?"
"Yeah," Cat answered, and continued to walk back to the house. She met Draco half way and he that worried/pissed look, so she answered his unspoken protest, "I don't cage well."
"No, of course not," Draco spoke low as he followed Cat back to the house. "You'd rather run around at betwitching hour and scare off ravens."
"What?" she gave a perplexing look at him. "Where did ravens come from?"
"I saw one fly off before I found you," Draco looked down and then to side and mumbled, "That was kind of rude, you know. I like ravens."
"Why, Draco Malfoy!" Cat smirked, and pretend to be shock. "This is a side of you I have never seen before!"
"Shut up!" Draco hissed.
"Draco Malfoy, the Bad Ass of Hogwarts, as a soft side for animals," she giggled.
"Shut up!" A little louder this time.
"NEVERMORE!!" Cat shouted before disvolving into a giggle-fit.
He couldn't take it any more and he pounced on Cat! They fell to the ground, tumbling onto the soft, rich grass. Cat pushed him off, laughing hard enough to bring tears to her eyes. Draco launch at her again and Cat just barely rolled out of his grasp, and then tried to attack back by flinging herself on top of him. Once he was succefully pinned to the ground, she smirked and said between giggles;
"Funny. . . .I always imagioned *you* on top, Drackie!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!!" Draco snapped and kicked his leg smack her back.
"E-ow!" she shrieked.
He twisted and got one arm free, to that he pushed her off and was able to get up. . . .if she hadn't been death-gripping his arm. He went for a punch, but she blocked it. Then he swung his leg to her side and managed a decent blow to her kidney. And on the fight went, punch after kick, kick after insult, and laughter before it all. A while passes, and Draco forgot why he attacked Cat; he just knew that they were in a battle and enjoying it. It wasn't until a house elf came out to tell them that Snape wanted them in the house, did the fight become a draw.
As the two went inside the house, Cat looked up to see Snape watching them from a poorly lit window. She smiled and waved before going inside. She did not see, however, the small smile that appeared on Snape's face and the small hand movement he gave before sighing and truning back to his deep, serect thoughts.
//Tomorrow she leaves for Hogwarts, back to the life of a student with all that easily none-sense being thrown at her. She is such a bright student; she could go very far, with the right training. Of course, she won't let anyone get close enough to train her in the magic she can go so far in. Should I tell her how - no, she'll fing out in due time. Then I can tell her everything and she'll see the truth and . . . . maybe except me into her life. . . .//
~ End ~
A/N: Well? What does one think? I know it's short, a little fluffly, and basically pointless, but I had to put something up! And besides, the next part is going to come along really, really soon! ;-)