Lure of Song
Chapter 7
"Good morning my fellow Hufflepuffs!" the jade eyed bubbly girl greeted as she sat on their table. It was a beautiful morning for her since Eriol couldn't use powerful magic at the moment, having been drained by Syaoran's attack. It meant that she would be able to oversleep for the next few days.
"Good morning Sakura," Draco greeted. Syaoran mumbled his greeting and told Draco to hurry up with what he wanted to tell the card mistress. The Li clan leader wanted to talk to Sakura about something confidential. "Since my cousin," Draco gave Syaoran a look, "wants me to bother someone else," his eye wandered to where Eriol and Tomoyo were bickering, "I'll make this short." Draco suddenly went down on his knees and tried his best to look like a lost little puppy. "Watch the Quidditch game, please!"
"Hoe!" Sakura said and looked at her boyfriend in confusion. She didn't know what Quidditch was and why Draco wanted her to watch it. Syaoran rolled his eyes and forced Draco to stand up.
"I'll take that as a yes," Draco said happily as he literally skipped towards the Ravenclaw table, leaving a confused Sakura and an irritated Syaoran.
"Hoe . . ."
"I don't understand what's wrong with it," Tomoyo said haughtily. She fiercely bit her bun and glared at her mentor. "So I kiss you to get you into trouble. It's not as if you don't try to kill me everyday."
Eriol sighed but retained his neutral mask. He couldn't even make the girl feel guilty. "It was embarrassing, Tomoyo-chan."
Tomoyo's face puffed up in the same way Sakura's face does when her brother teases her. "Oh! So now getting kissed by me is an embarrassment!"
Eriol winced, knowing that he just made the situation worse. "Tomoyo . . ."
"Oh! So now getting kissed by me is an embarrassment!"
Those few words had just excited Draco as he heard it from his dear childhood friend. He always loved the romantic and was extremely pleased with the fact that Tomoyo and Eriol might just become a new couple if he plays matchmaker. Stars twinkled in his eyes.
"Malfoy," a familiar voice drew him out of his fantasy. "What are you doing here?"
Draco recognized the voice as Terry Boot's, a roommate of Eriol. The boy might know something about what Eriol and Tomoyo was talking about. "I was going to talk to Tomoyo before you stopped me," Draco informed the boy. Although Draco thought the boy might be able to help, he didn't have to treat him civilly.
Terry's face broke into a smirk as he drew into the only possible conclusion. "Don't bother trying to get Daidouji, Malfoy. She's too occupied with Hiiragizawa to notice you."
Draco blinked once, twice, and then three times. The very idea of falling in love with Tomoyo was preposterous. It was unthinkable. "I have no intention to get Tomoyo," Draco assured Terry. "What's going on between Tomoyo and Hiiragizawa?"
Terry Boot smirked and told Draco all about the incident in the dorm before taking off to prepare to watch the Quidditch match. An enlightened Draco happily went towards the still bickering couple. Or soon would be couple, Draco amended.
"Tomoyo my darling sister!" Draco called out, his face radiant. He was going to have great fun. Great fun! "I have positively delightful news! Very very fantastic!"
Tomoyo looked at him, still frowning because of her argument with Eriol. She lifted an eyebrow at her so-called brother. He was acting rather odd and much too happy. Something's going on, she concluded then glared. There's nothing worse than a person being cheerful when you're in a foul mood.
The Slytherin boy ignored her suspicious glare and squeezed himself right in between Eriol and her. He liked annoying Tomoyo as much as he did Potter. The only difference was that he actually liked Tomoyo and extremely disliked the scar boy.
"Tomoyo, please please please watch the Quidditch game of Slytherin and root for me!" Draco said grabbing a bun from her plate and taking a bite. This just irritated the Asian a bit more.
Tomoyo gritted her teeth and tried to stop herself from strangling the happy blonde. Dumb blonde, she told him mentally besides the fact that he can't hear her.
"Will you watch Quidditch?"
There's that word again which tempted Tomoyo want to kill all the male species. Eriol refused to tell her, Syaoran merely pointed at a bunch of broomsticks then walked away silently like he always did, and now Draco wants her to go and watch it. Whatever it may be.
Eriol looked at the girl and cringed at her menacing look. He knew the reason for this. "I don't think that she knows what Quidditch is," Eriol whispered to Draco. The Slytherin boy looked enlightened all of a sudden and turned to Tomoyo happily.
"Oh Tomoyo you are just going to love watching Quidditch!" Draco squealed, reminding Eriol of Nakuru all of a sudden. Draco suddenly held a finger up and looked all knowing. Draco had a scheme in mind and couldn't wait to start it. "It's a game in the wizarding consisting of a golden bird, cannon balls, baseball bats, and other fun stuff! They first played it over the ocean so that whoever fell of their broomstick would die and get eaten by a bunch of sharks right beneath them but now . . ."
Eriol had decided to cease listening to Draco's own version of the history of Quidditch. He now knew what would happen if he combined the characters of Yamazaki and Nakuru. It would make a very hyper Draco Malfoy. He chuckled to himself and took a glance at the raven-haired girl beside the boy beside him. Tomoyo looked at her childhood friend in confusion apparently still deciding whether to believe him or not. Eriol continued merely staring at her until he heard Draco utter some words, which might just get him into trouble.
" . . . And you have to go with a boy from your House to the game. It's a tradition," Draco finished smugly as he looked at the two wide-eyed Ravenclaws in front of him.
"I'm not going then," Tomoyo proclaimed with finality. She was not going to some game with some guy she didn't know.
Draco pouted. "But it's required!"
"No."
Draco glared at the reincarnation of Clow, mentally ordering him to back him up. It would be a very simple task for Eriol since he had all the practice he needed back in Tomoeda with Yamazaki but at the moment he didn't think that he should risk the wrath of Tomoyo. Draco soon realized that Eriol would be of no help to him. He gave Eriol a Syaoran-like glare and looked at the raven-haired girl who had been silently musing for a while now.
"Well . . ." Tomoyo started as she looked at her brother, still deciding whether to believe him or not. "I suppose I'll go if I have to but I don't have anyone to go with." She took a look at Draco and gave a hopeful smile. "Can I go with you?"
Draco smirked and explained to her in a very complicated and exaggerated manner that she had to go with someone who's a member of her House. As Tomoyo looked at down at her food to think again, Draco turned to look at the boy beside him and chuckled rather maniacally.
Draco leaned closer to Eriol just so that the boy could hear his very soft whisper of "I'm giving you a chance here. Don't blow it."
Although he was unusually very perceptive about things, Eriol found out that he couldn't understand why Draco was giving him a "chance." He understood what the blonde boy was implying, of course, but why him?
"Eriol," the sweet voice of an angel interrupted his thoughts. Tomoyo looked at him hopefully, nervously, and bitterly. "Would you go with me?"
"I still don't see how the Snitch reminded you of me," Tomoyo pouted as she tried to position herself more comfortably on the bench. She had already found out all about Draco's lies when Draco gave an accidental slip of the tongue before Eriol could answer her. She understood what her so-called brother's intent was, of course, but it nonetheless confused her. At the moment though, she was being forced to watch flying blurs of green and maroon fight over a small golden ball. Eriol taught her all about Quidditch and she now knew that the small golden ball was called Snitch. She also learned that this Snitch was Eriol's inspiration for those flying things that Tomoyo had to defeat during their training. "I don't like being compared to a ball."
But that ball is beautiful and so are you, a part of the magician told him. Eriol brushed this thought away and continued smiling at the ranting lady. She looks beautiful when she's annoyed, his subconscious told him but he ignored it.
Tomoyo obviously didn't care for his answer because as soon as she finished complaining, she started cheering for her friend on the broomstick. Eriol noted that it was only she in their house who was rooting for the Slythernis. Almost everyone was for the other team: the Gryffindors.
"Eriol-kun! Look! Draco-kun's head to head with the other seeker!" she squealed in Japanese. She obviously realized that she was the only one cheering for her so-called brother's team as well.
Eriol watched as their friend raced against a jet-haired spectacled boy to reach the golden ball. The other boy, who he soon recognized as the famous Harry Potter, obviously had a much better broomstick compared to Draco but the blonde boy was valiantly trying to beat him. At the final second though, a bludger hit Draco on the arm. Harry reached out a hand and the game was over. Joyful cheers of triumph erupted from three sections of the four-sectioned coliseum.
"Draco-kun!" Tomoyo cried as she rudely shoved her way to her injured friend. Eriol ran off after her.
"Are you okay?" asked Draco's concerned cousin as he helped him stand up. Syaoran had run down from the stands as soon as he saw that the dark ball was about to hit Draco. He was too late though and now Draco had to suffer a broken arm.
Draco smiled weakly and tried to ignore the pain from his arm. "I'm fine."
"Onii-chan!" a panicked Tomoyo cried. "Daijobu?"
"Daijobu."
Eriol soon reached them, panting slightly. He glanced at Tomoyo to see if she was okay and then at Draco to look at his fractured arm. "Madame Pomfrey is about to come," Eriol informed the injured boy. "I could heal it now if you want."
Draco shook his head, wincing a bit from the pain it caused. "I don't think the nurse is going to appreciate that very much." Draco turned to Syaoran. "Could you please tell Crabbe and Goyle that I'm in pain but if I catch them touching anything I own, even if my father ordered them to, I'd kill them?"
The soon to be leader of the Li clan looked at his cousin oddly but didn't question his orders. Syaoran lay Draco on the ground and walked away to look for two idiotic massive buffoons to relay Draco's message.
"You finally get to feel what Harry had suffered, eh Malfoy?" the red headed Ronald Weasley jeered, accompanied by the Potter boy and a bushy haired girl. "It's bloody time you did." They looked so much like hunters about to finish off a hurt prey that Eriol and Tomoyo went to either side of the boy to give him support. Draco looked saddened for a moment but returned Ron's comment with a glare.
The bushy-haired girl looked Tomoyo up and down and scowled. Eriol swore that he saw a hint of jealousy on the girl's face. Tomoyo's too beautiful for her own good, Eriol thought ruefully.
"Malfoy," the girl sneered at the blonde boy who was trying his best to show some dignity despite his current disposition. "You use girls as your guard now? What happened to Crabbe and Goyle?"
Tomoyo was so fed up that she couldn't maintain her calm façade. She remained polite though and said, "what would you call yourself then Granger-san? A male?"
Draco and Eriol laughed at her comeback but apparently Granger didn't find it as funny. She raised her hand and was about to strike Tomoyo when Eriol grabbed it and twisted it slightly making the girl wince. Eriol wore a very disturbing frown on his face as he let go of Granger's arm and stood protectively in front of Draco and Tomoyo.
"Hermione, are you okay?" the famous Harry Potter asked her as she winced in response. Hermione's wrist had a bad shade of black and blue.
Ron already seethed with anger and was about to lunge at the trio when the sight of a glaring Li Syaoran halted him. Syaoran was mentally called by Eriol to help them with their slight problem. For some reason, Syaoran's name was already on top of the "don't mess with me" list. Ron turned and started walking away, motioning his two companions to go with him as well.
"Good riddance," Syaoran murmured under his breath.
After the incident, Madame Pomfrey appeared with a stretcher. She was, as usual, all a flurry over her patient and shooed the others away. Draco bid them goodbye and told Syaoran to wait for him in the common room. He said that he had to talk to the young heir of the Li clan. Syaoran, of course, agreed without a word.
Sakura heard all about the incident from Tomoyo and was shocked that her new friends from the Gryffindor house could be that mean. She had been held back by their arithmancy professor concerning her grade and was not able to see what had happened. She told Tomoyo that she'd talk to Hermione-san, Harry-san, and Ronald-san about it.
"Anou . . . Eriol-kun . . . arigato," Tomoyo said meekly, interrupting Eriol's reading. It was already evening and most of the Ravenclaws were already asleep. It seemed that it was only the two of them who remained in the common room.
Eriol looked up and smiled at her warmly. It wasn't his usual smirk or pasted on smile. For once, it was genuine. "Whatever for, Tomoyo-san?"
Tomoyo looked flustered for a moment before answering. "For saving me from the wrath of Granger's slap," she grinned.
"Think nothing of it."
A/N: The plot is thickening . . . or not. I haven't started the trouble yet but I will when their Christmas break is over. That's when all the problems will arise. BIG problems.
Eriol's lesson for Tomoyo about Orpheus in the last chapter would be relevant.
Sorry to all the Harry, Ron, and Hermione fans out there. I made them very mean. Actually, I don't think that I made them very mean at all. In my point of view, they're as mean to Draco as Draco is to them. But if you have any problems with it, do tell me.
There's a lot of Eriol mush in here. *shivers in disgust* Eriol's attracted to his so called student already.
Draco as match maker . . . that would be interesting. How do you like Draco's character here? He's a Yamazaki/Nakuru crossover. Scary. Draco might be like that among close friends if he's hyper, right?