Sorry it took me so long to write this, I lost my momentum. Anyway here is the seventh installment of my story. This is chapter 6. Hope you like it. If you don't you can review it and tell me what you think, or give me suggestions or whatever. But please be kind… J
CHAPTER 6: Steely, Ice Cold Barriers
Chammy quietly descended from the spiral staircase and into the Slytherin Common Room. She woke up quite early that day; it was only 6:30 am. Breakfast wasn't till 7:00 and classes didn't start till 9:00. She wanted some alone time in the Common Room. But as she reached the final step and walked onto the landing, she noticed a person already seated on the loveseat. Or maybe still seated…
"Draco?" she whispered.
The blond-haired Slytherin turned around to face Chammy. "You're up early…"
"Yeah," she said. "Couldn't wait to start the lessons… Have you been here all night?"
"Of course not!" he quickly replied. "I just couldn't stand Goyle's snoring."
"Oh, I see."
Silence.
No one spoke.
There was dead air for about thirty seconds, but for Chammy ad Draco it seemed to endure for hours and hours.
Chammy looked down at her feet. Then up again and glanced out the window, and subsequently, she found the hem of her blouse to be rather fascinating as she delicately fumbled with it. Draco, on the other hand, was feeling just as uncomfortable as she was. He kept on playing and tracing the paisley patterns of the couch with the forefinger on is right hand as he drummed his fingers on the other hand on the arm rest.
Finally Draco coughed, on purpose, to break the steely, cold ice between them. "Why don't you take a seat?" he asked as he turned to look at her.
Chammy blushed crimson as she walked towards the chairs. Draco prayed that she wouldn't sit beside him. He watched as she got nearer and nearer. Then he heaved a sigh of relief as she chose the big pea green chair across from him.
"So, what's on your itinerary for today?" Draco asked casually.
"Huh?"
"Itinerary," he drawled slowly. "Or schedule, means a plan for performing work or achieving an objective, specifying the order and allotted time for each part."
"You idiot!" Chammy fumed. "I know what itinerary means! I was just not ready to answer your question!"
"How should I know that you know what it means?! You were brought up by muggles after all…" Draco riposted. "So now are you ready to answer the question?"
"Yes, but I won't!" she huffed as she stood up and turned towards the staircase.
"Hey, hey," he called out to her. "I was just joking."
"You know, they were right about you," she said turning to glower at him. Then in a slow menacing voice she said, "You are nothing but a huge pain in the arse. You are nothing but a stupid bloody git who loves to taunt people - people who, in your eyes, are below you. But you know what? Harry, Ron and Hermione are ten times more valuable and worthy of any praise than you could ever long for. They're human, with feelings and emotions, void of your blindness and prejudice against muggles, against the unfamiliar."
"You speak those words," Draco whispered in return. "But you do not see the other side. Just as I look upon Granger and the Weasel with hatred, they look upon me with abhorrence tantamount to my own. They judge me without knowing who I am, what I feel. Just as you stand there and judge me without discerning who I really am.
"Take away my reputation and image, eradicate my surname, and all your preconceived notions about me… do you think you would be able to tell me who I am?"
Chammy stared at Draco. She pondered on her harsh words, and then on the words he had thrown back at her. Before she could reply Draco turned his back to her and abruptly left the Common Room.
Chammy was left agape, staring at the large doorway through which Draco had exited.
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Chammy sat quietly all throughout breakfast. She noticed that Draco was oddly silent himself. She stared across the Great Hall and a pair of warm emerald eyes caught her hazel ones. Chammy smiled at her cousin. Harry motioned towards the door with his head. Then he along with Ron and Hermione got up and walked towards the Entrance Hall. Chammy understood what they meant. She quickly downed the goulash in her goblet and hastily followed the trio.
Draco saw Chammy exit the Hall in the trail of Harry, Ron and Hermione. He quickly bunched up his eyebrows and sneered at this. What right did she have to insult him like that? She was a nobody… But even as he thought these words, he knew deep inside him that there was more to her than what she wants people to believe. What exactly? He had no idea. But he put it upon himself to find out…
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Sorry this is so short. I haven't time to write more. But I promise to continue this chappie soon. J
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter so please don't sue me.