A/n- I own the Dratens.
Chapter 13: The Truth is Out and the Prediction
Dinner time came for the students of Hogwarts. Kiara was still determined to ask Draco what had happened. But he wasnt at dinner.
The four of them ate dinner quickly, and relaxed. After, they went to sleep. The night passed away quickly for everyone but Kiara. She had another dream.
"I cant live without you." Malfoy said to her.
"Ditto." Kiara said, smiling.
"We must end it here." He said. But then he dissappeared. Kiara screamed for him repeatedly, but he never came back. Then her Mum appeared.
"Mum!" Kiara exclaimed.
"My darling daughter." Makenzie said, smiling. It was the first time Makenzie acknowledged her presence.
"....where did Draco go?" Kiara asked.
".....he is ignoring you. Its the way he will be after Christmas, after you both take the antidote. Lucius was the same to me, but worse, for he got all of his evil ways back." Makenzie said, sighing.
".....didnt you turn evil?" Kiara asked.
"Yes." Makenzie answered.
"Why havent I turned evil?" Kiara asked.
"I dont know." Makenzie said.
"It feels awful, with him not around. I feel a great emptiness. Like Ive lost something treasured." Kiara said.
"Yes. I know.......a treasure." Makenzie repeated.
"Will Draco and I die?" Kiara asked frantically.
"It is what you wish." Makenzie said.
"I dont wish to die, nor does he." Kiara said, near tears.
"Oh. I see. Search deep down within you. You know in your heart what you want to do. You said yourselves....you cant live without each other." Makenzie said.
"This is fake. This is a dream. Its not like I really think that. I just like him, I mean, we dont even love each other!" Kiara said, glaring. She didnt want to continue dreaming this. Luckily enough, she was awoken by another girl in her year.
"Today is Monday, remember?" The girl said, smiling. Kiara nodded, and slowly got up. She rubbed her eyes, then remembered her dream. It was awful. It made her think about the pain she would feel after Christmas. Or the way it may be. Kiara pushed the dream away. It was only a dream. She most likely dreamt that because she was worrying about those things.
**
She met the others in the common room. Harry came down the stairs, his untamed hair sticking up all over, Ron came down behind him, bags under his eyes. And Hermione came down, her hair just as frizzy as normal.
"Its a good thing we have shortenend classes today, or we might not have enough time getting ready for the ball." Ron said. The others nodded in agreement. They walked down to the Great Hall for Breakfast.
Within ten minutes, the rest of the school joined the Great Hall, seated, waiting for the food to appear.
"I have an announcement. As you all know, tonight is the Yule Ball. And, today is the last day before break. And, the Quidditch game is this afternoon against Slytherin. I expect there to be no brawls this game, usually I let a few pass, but we cant have any of our students injured for the ball! The ball begins at 7 PM. All classes will end by 2 PM. You will come down, eat lunch, then attend the game, and then get ready. Wear your dress clothes. The ball will end at 11 PM. Then, tomarrow morning, those of you staying may eat Breakfast, and those of you leaving will be gone by 10 AM. Well, Happy Christmas, and enjoy your Breakfast!" Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.
**
Everyone ate, and the crew headed towards Potions. They took their normal seats. Kiara glanced across from her table, and saw Malfoy. He seemed to be busying himself on a piece of parchment. Crabbe was seated next to him, and Goyle in front of him.
'Thats odd....normally he at least talks, or maybe even glances over here. We have 5 minutes until class begins, and Snape isnt even in here, so he would be twice as loud....' Kiara thought. Obviously the others thought the same thing, for Ron and Harry had confused expressions as they looked over at Malfoy, and Hermione leaned in, and whispered, "What his problem?" Kiara shrugged.
"I will find out." She whispered back. She stood up, and walked across the class. The other few students glanced at her.
"Hi Draco." She said.
"Hello." He mumbled. He glanced at her.
"Whats wrong? Where were you at dinner? And why are you avoiding me?" Kiara asked, glaring a bit.
"Nothings wrong. I wasnt hungry last night. And what impression have I given you to lead you to thinking Im avoiding you?" Malfoy said, answering the questions.
"Well....you arent yourself." Kiara said.
"I .....found something out that frightens me a bit." He said.
"Like what?" Kiara asked.
"Like something that my father would not approove of. Something he would.....be very angry about." Malfoy said.
'Like you being a Half-blood.....even if he knows you are....but he does not know I....like..you as much as I do....' Draco thought.
"Screw what your father thinks!" Kiara said angrily. Draco raised his eyebrows.
"I dont care what he thinks of things, but he makes me care!" Draco said, now it was his turn to glare. Hermione, Ron, Harry, and the rest of the class was staring. The final bell rang, and Snape was running late. Now the whole class were in the classroom, staring at the two of them arguing.
"He shouldnt though! But what does your father not approove of?" Kiara asked, impatient.
"He doesnt approove of you!" Draco said, standing up.
".....he knows Im Makenzie's daughter." Kiara said, understanding.
"He doesnt care much about that. He knows I know you....he is expecting it." Draco said, frowning.
"Well, let him expect it!" Kiara said, glaring again.
"Thats not the worst of it! He suspects I like you!" Draco said, again, glaring. A majority of the class gasped. But Kiara and Draco didnt notice they were fighting in front of everyone.
"SO?" Kiara said.
"He knows your a...a...." Draco said, trailing off.
"....A WHAT?" Kiara asked, glaring.
"A HALF-BLOOD!" Draco said angrily. He stormed out of the classroom. Kiara gasped. Sure, she knew she was a half-blood. No one else did. But now the whole Potions room did....
Thats about when Snape came in. Right when Malfoy pushed past him out the door.
"I see Im a bit late." Snape said.
And thats right about when Kiara realized the class knew about her and Draco.
"Miss Draten." Snape said, walking up to her. Her lip trembled. She didnt want Draco to find out she was a half-blood, because....well...then he wouldnt like her. Kiara burst into tears (for about the millionth time in this story!) and ran out of the classroom. The class all looked at the doorway.
"Ahem. The lesson is on the board. I will go fetch them. Do not talk. Just do the assignment." Snape said, glaring, and walking out.
**
Draco sighed angrily as he stormed through the tunnels. He finally stopped and took a seat in one of the tunnels that lead to the main hall.
"...What have I done?" He asked himself. He knew he upset her, but he had always been forced to hate anything that wasnt pure-blood. His father already hits him for messing up, and now his father suspects him liking Kiara....and he knows her being a half-blood....well....if his father found out how MUCH Draco liked Kiara...then it would be awful.
A few tunnels away, Kiara cried out heartfelt sobs. She slumped to the ground, much like she did the last time she was crying.
"I never wanted him to know..." Kiara mumbled to herself. She had hidden it the best she could. Before she cared less. But then she started to like Draco.....A LOT.....so then she knew he couldnt know. And if it was true his father was the one who hit him, it was most likely her fault.
"Mister Malfoy." Snape said, walking over to Draco. Draco looked up at him.
"Hello Professor." He said.
"So. Your father knows." Snape said.
"Yes...he knows I know her..and he knows she is a half-blood, and he suspects I like her. If he finds out I DO like her alot, he will be angrier than I have ever seen him." Draco said.
"Well, just dont worry. Your father is a bit thick-headed, and its not like he is spying on you, to find out if you like her." Snape said. Draco got up.
"Where did she go?" Draco asked, meaning Kiara.
"I think I heard her crying a few tunnels over." Snape said.
"I really hurt her feelings.....but I am kind of scared...I never liked anyone like this.....and I have never really took the time to even think of liking a half-blood." Draco said. Snape let Draco go find Kiara, while Snape waited by the classroom.
Kiara heard footsteps drawing nearer, and she looked up to see Draco.
".....Im sorry I didnt tell you!" She said, crying harder. He knelt down and hugged her.
"It freaks me out a bit, yes, and it scares me senseless, thinking about what my father will do when he finds out, but....he went through the same thing. But I.....like you a lot...." Draco said, as he rubbed her back. She sniffled a bit, and calmed down, wiping her face.
"So...we are still going to the ball?" She asked.
"I wouldnt want to go with anyone else." Draco said, smiling. They walked back to class, holding hands. By the time they returned, much like last time, it was at the bell. Kiara waved bye to Draco, and ran to catch up with her friends. (a/n- remember, it was a much shorter class period. Most the class got the notes off the board, so they still were taught their lesson, even without Snape in there.)
**
The four of them ran to get their books for their next class. Hermione was heading to Arithmacy, while Harry, Ron, and Kiara went to Divination.
Once they got in class, they took seats at the desks they normally took.
"Today...I will read your palms, and you will learn how to read each others palms. You may pair up with your desks groups." Prof. Trelawny said. So that meant, Harry, Ron, and Kiara were partners. The Professor started with Lavender, Parvati and Susan's desk unit. She felt their hands for about 5 minutes each, and told them all their destineys. They giggled, and tried it on each other. While waiting for their turn, the rest of the class acted like they knew what they were doing. She walked over to Harry's unit.
"Ah. Mr. Potter." She said, smiling. She felt his hand for a bit, traced the lines, and said, "Oh dear Mr. Potter. I am so sorry that you will suffer. You shall not die. But you will suffer tragic loss." She said. Ron snorted, trying not to laugh, while Kiara giggled silently. Of course Harry was predicted to suffer. Usually, he is predicted to die. She walked over to Ron. Usually, Ron's predictions were he wouldnt become a prefect, or Head Boy, but would still make his family happy. Kiara's were usually dealing with her finding love.
"Ah....hmmm..." Prof. Trelawny sighed to herself as she traced Ron's palm. "Well...this is a first, I believe, Mr. Weasley. I see death. Sad death. Its probably the best way to die. I see you are to die defending others you love." She said, looking sad.
"Others I love? Like family?" Ron asked.
"Perhaps. All I see is it is your death by defending loved ones." She said, then moved onto Kiara. Well, usually Ron never takes the predictions seriously. But....well....he never got a death prediction before.
"Oh dear!" Prof. Trelawny said, crying out, after reading Kiara's palm. The class stopped talking and looked over.
"Whats wrong? What have you seen?" Lavender asked.
"Kiara Draten will die very soon! An awful way to die! Her most treasured valueable will also see her fate. And to think Christmas time is near!" Prof. Trelawny said, looking sad. She moved to the next group, and people stared talking again.
"......Christmas." Harry mumbled.
".....6 days." Ron mumbled.
"....but....the antidote!" Kiara exclaimed.
".....dont worry....." Harry mumbled. They were all shocked. They never recieved any predictions like it.
"She is just an old bat....she doesnt know anything. Lets not worry about it." Ron said, snapping back into it. Lavender and Parvati casually walked over.
"So....Kiara....when you screamed in Potion that you would die on Christmas.....well....how did you know?" Lavender asked.
"Professor Trelawny doesnt know anything. Kiara was just worried about something, and well, she will be fine." Ron snapped.
"Well, Ron, we overheard your death predicted as well. Usually you dont get predictions like that. I would be worried if I were you." Lavender retorted.
"Bugger off." Harry said, glaring.
".......lets forget about it." Kiara said.
**
But of course, the thought of death still tugged at the back of their minds. Once class ended, they ran up to meet Hermione. They told her.
"Well, you guys all know she doesnt ever make a real prediction. Dont worry. I know about everything with the curse and Christmas might frighten you, but dont worry. Its all a hoax." Hermione said. With that, they forgot of it all.
A/n- I hate this chapter. I also hate chapter 12. I feel I have lost my touch with them, since they are mainly explaining ones. But the real plot is coming the next chapter, I swear! The next chapter will definantly be the Quidditch game, and maybe the Yule Ball! Its still Monday in the story...its going to be about 3 chapters for one long day! But I truely do hate this chapter. But I cant make it any better, without destroying it. I need to show the readers how much Lucius does frighten Draco, and how much it scares him to like Kiara, and how much she likes him. I also put the prediction part in to show possible outcomes of the story. Who knows what I will do? MUAHAHAHHA!
Chapter 13: The Truth is Out and the Prediction
Dinner time came for the students of Hogwarts. Kiara was still determined to ask Draco what had happened. But he wasnt at dinner.
The four of them ate dinner quickly, and relaxed. After, they went to sleep. The night passed away quickly for everyone but Kiara. She had another dream.
"I cant live without you." Malfoy said to her.
"Ditto." Kiara said, smiling.
"We must end it here." He said. But then he dissappeared. Kiara screamed for him repeatedly, but he never came back. Then her Mum appeared.
"Mum!" Kiara exclaimed.
"My darling daughter." Makenzie said, smiling. It was the first time Makenzie acknowledged her presence.
"....where did Draco go?" Kiara asked.
".....he is ignoring you. Its the way he will be after Christmas, after you both take the antidote. Lucius was the same to me, but worse, for he got all of his evil ways back." Makenzie said, sighing.
".....didnt you turn evil?" Kiara asked.
"Yes." Makenzie answered.
"Why havent I turned evil?" Kiara asked.
"I dont know." Makenzie said.
"It feels awful, with him not around. I feel a great emptiness. Like Ive lost something treasured." Kiara said.
"Yes. I know.......a treasure." Makenzie repeated.
"Will Draco and I die?" Kiara asked frantically.
"It is what you wish." Makenzie said.
"I dont wish to die, nor does he." Kiara said, near tears.
"Oh. I see. Search deep down within you. You know in your heart what you want to do. You said yourselves....you cant live without each other." Makenzie said.
"This is fake. This is a dream. Its not like I really think that. I just like him, I mean, we dont even love each other!" Kiara said, glaring. She didnt want to continue dreaming this. Luckily enough, she was awoken by another girl in her year.
"Today is Monday, remember?" The girl said, smiling. Kiara nodded, and slowly got up. She rubbed her eyes, then remembered her dream. It was awful. It made her think about the pain she would feel after Christmas. Or the way it may be. Kiara pushed the dream away. It was only a dream. She most likely dreamt that because she was worrying about those things.
**
She met the others in the common room. Harry came down the stairs, his untamed hair sticking up all over, Ron came down behind him, bags under his eyes. And Hermione came down, her hair just as frizzy as normal.
"Its a good thing we have shortenend classes today, or we might not have enough time getting ready for the ball." Ron said. The others nodded in agreement. They walked down to the Great Hall for Breakfast.
Within ten minutes, the rest of the school joined the Great Hall, seated, waiting for the food to appear.
"I have an announcement. As you all know, tonight is the Yule Ball. And, today is the last day before break. And, the Quidditch game is this afternoon against Slytherin. I expect there to be no brawls this game, usually I let a few pass, but we cant have any of our students injured for the ball! The ball begins at 7 PM. All classes will end by 2 PM. You will come down, eat lunch, then attend the game, and then get ready. Wear your dress clothes. The ball will end at 11 PM. Then, tomarrow morning, those of you staying may eat Breakfast, and those of you leaving will be gone by 10 AM. Well, Happy Christmas, and enjoy your Breakfast!" Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.
**
Everyone ate, and the crew headed towards Potions. They took their normal seats. Kiara glanced across from her table, and saw Malfoy. He seemed to be busying himself on a piece of parchment. Crabbe was seated next to him, and Goyle in front of him.
'Thats odd....normally he at least talks, or maybe even glances over here. We have 5 minutes until class begins, and Snape isnt even in here, so he would be twice as loud....' Kiara thought. Obviously the others thought the same thing, for Ron and Harry had confused expressions as they looked over at Malfoy, and Hermione leaned in, and whispered, "What his problem?" Kiara shrugged.
"I will find out." She whispered back. She stood up, and walked across the class. The other few students glanced at her.
"Hi Draco." She said.
"Hello." He mumbled. He glanced at her.
"Whats wrong? Where were you at dinner? And why are you avoiding me?" Kiara asked, glaring a bit.
"Nothings wrong. I wasnt hungry last night. And what impression have I given you to lead you to thinking Im avoiding you?" Malfoy said, answering the questions.
"Well....you arent yourself." Kiara said.
"I .....found something out that frightens me a bit." He said.
"Like what?" Kiara asked.
"Like something that my father would not approove of. Something he would.....be very angry about." Malfoy said.
'Like you being a Half-blood.....even if he knows you are....but he does not know I....like..you as much as I do....' Draco thought.
"Screw what your father thinks!" Kiara said angrily. Draco raised his eyebrows.
"I dont care what he thinks of things, but he makes me care!" Draco said, now it was his turn to glare. Hermione, Ron, Harry, and the rest of the class was staring. The final bell rang, and Snape was running late. Now the whole class were in the classroom, staring at the two of them arguing.
"He shouldnt though! But what does your father not approove of?" Kiara asked, impatient.
"He doesnt approove of you!" Draco said, standing up.
".....he knows Im Makenzie's daughter." Kiara said, understanding.
"He doesnt care much about that. He knows I know you....he is expecting it." Draco said, frowning.
"Well, let him expect it!" Kiara said, glaring again.
"Thats not the worst of it! He suspects I like you!" Draco said, again, glaring. A majority of the class gasped. But Kiara and Draco didnt notice they were fighting in front of everyone.
"SO?" Kiara said.
"He knows your a...a...." Draco said, trailing off.
"....A WHAT?" Kiara asked, glaring.
"A HALF-BLOOD!" Draco said angrily. He stormed out of the classroom. Kiara gasped. Sure, she knew she was a half-blood. No one else did. But now the whole Potions room did....
Thats about when Snape came in. Right when Malfoy pushed past him out the door.
"I see Im a bit late." Snape said.
And thats right about when Kiara realized the class knew about her and Draco.
"Miss Draten." Snape said, walking up to her. Her lip trembled. She didnt want Draco to find out she was a half-blood, because....well...then he wouldnt like her. Kiara burst into tears (for about the millionth time in this story!) and ran out of the classroom. The class all looked at the doorway.
"Ahem. The lesson is on the board. I will go fetch them. Do not talk. Just do the assignment." Snape said, glaring, and walking out.
**
Draco sighed angrily as he stormed through the tunnels. He finally stopped and took a seat in one of the tunnels that lead to the main hall.
"...What have I done?" He asked himself. He knew he upset her, but he had always been forced to hate anything that wasnt pure-blood. His father already hits him for messing up, and now his father suspects him liking Kiara....and he knows her being a half-blood....well....if his father found out how MUCH Draco liked Kiara...then it would be awful.
A few tunnels away, Kiara cried out heartfelt sobs. She slumped to the ground, much like she did the last time she was crying.
"I never wanted him to know..." Kiara mumbled to herself. She had hidden it the best she could. Before she cared less. But then she started to like Draco.....A LOT.....so then she knew he couldnt know. And if it was true his father was the one who hit him, it was most likely her fault.
"Mister Malfoy." Snape said, walking over to Draco. Draco looked up at him.
"Hello Professor." He said.
"So. Your father knows." Snape said.
"Yes...he knows I know her..and he knows she is a half-blood, and he suspects I like her. If he finds out I DO like her alot, he will be angrier than I have ever seen him." Draco said.
"Well, just dont worry. Your father is a bit thick-headed, and its not like he is spying on you, to find out if you like her." Snape said. Draco got up.
"Where did she go?" Draco asked, meaning Kiara.
"I think I heard her crying a few tunnels over." Snape said.
"I really hurt her feelings.....but I am kind of scared...I never liked anyone like this.....and I have never really took the time to even think of liking a half-blood." Draco said. Snape let Draco go find Kiara, while Snape waited by the classroom.
Kiara heard footsteps drawing nearer, and she looked up to see Draco.
".....Im sorry I didnt tell you!" She said, crying harder. He knelt down and hugged her.
"It freaks me out a bit, yes, and it scares me senseless, thinking about what my father will do when he finds out, but....he went through the same thing. But I.....like you a lot...." Draco said, as he rubbed her back. She sniffled a bit, and calmed down, wiping her face.
"So...we are still going to the ball?" She asked.
"I wouldnt want to go with anyone else." Draco said, smiling. They walked back to class, holding hands. By the time they returned, much like last time, it was at the bell. Kiara waved bye to Draco, and ran to catch up with her friends. (a/n- remember, it was a much shorter class period. Most the class got the notes off the board, so they still were taught their lesson, even without Snape in there.)
**
The four of them ran to get their books for their next class. Hermione was heading to Arithmacy, while Harry, Ron, and Kiara went to Divination.
Once they got in class, they took seats at the desks they normally took.
"Today...I will read your palms, and you will learn how to read each others palms. You may pair up with your desks groups." Prof. Trelawny said. So that meant, Harry, Ron, and Kiara were partners. The Professor started with Lavender, Parvati and Susan's desk unit. She felt their hands for about 5 minutes each, and told them all their destineys. They giggled, and tried it on each other. While waiting for their turn, the rest of the class acted like they knew what they were doing. She walked over to Harry's unit.
"Ah. Mr. Potter." She said, smiling. She felt his hand for a bit, traced the lines, and said, "Oh dear Mr. Potter. I am so sorry that you will suffer. You shall not die. But you will suffer tragic loss." She said. Ron snorted, trying not to laugh, while Kiara giggled silently. Of course Harry was predicted to suffer. Usually, he is predicted to die. She walked over to Ron. Usually, Ron's predictions were he wouldnt become a prefect, or Head Boy, but would still make his family happy. Kiara's were usually dealing with her finding love.
"Ah....hmmm..." Prof. Trelawny sighed to herself as she traced Ron's palm. "Well...this is a first, I believe, Mr. Weasley. I see death. Sad death. Its probably the best way to die. I see you are to die defending others you love." She said, looking sad.
"Others I love? Like family?" Ron asked.
"Perhaps. All I see is it is your death by defending loved ones." She said, then moved onto Kiara. Well, usually Ron never takes the predictions seriously. But....well....he never got a death prediction before.
"Oh dear!" Prof. Trelawny said, crying out, after reading Kiara's palm. The class stopped talking and looked over.
"Whats wrong? What have you seen?" Lavender asked.
"Kiara Draten will die very soon! An awful way to die! Her most treasured valueable will also see her fate. And to think Christmas time is near!" Prof. Trelawny said, looking sad. She moved to the next group, and people stared talking again.
"......Christmas." Harry mumbled.
".....6 days." Ron mumbled.
"....but....the antidote!" Kiara exclaimed.
".....dont worry....." Harry mumbled. They were all shocked. They never recieved any predictions like it.
"She is just an old bat....she doesnt know anything. Lets not worry about it." Ron said, snapping back into it. Lavender and Parvati casually walked over.
"So....Kiara....when you screamed in Potion that you would die on Christmas.....well....how did you know?" Lavender asked.
"Professor Trelawny doesnt know anything. Kiara was just worried about something, and well, she will be fine." Ron snapped.
"Well, Ron, we overheard your death predicted as well. Usually you dont get predictions like that. I would be worried if I were you." Lavender retorted.
"Bugger off." Harry said, glaring.
".......lets forget about it." Kiara said.
**
But of course, the thought of death still tugged at the back of their minds. Once class ended, they ran up to meet Hermione. They told her.
"Well, you guys all know she doesnt ever make a real prediction. Dont worry. I know about everything with the curse and Christmas might frighten you, but dont worry. Its all a hoax." Hermione said. With that, they forgot of it all.
A/n- I hate this chapter. I also hate chapter 12. I feel I have lost my touch with them, since they are mainly explaining ones. But the real plot is coming the next chapter, I swear! The next chapter will definantly be the Quidditch game, and maybe the Yule Ball! Its still Monday in the story...its going to be about 3 chapters for one long day! But I truely do hate this chapter. But I cant make it any better, without destroying it. I need to show the readers how much Lucius does frighten Draco, and how much it scares him to like Kiara, and how much she likes him. I also put the prediction part in to show possible outcomes of the story. Who knows what I will do? MUAHAHAHHA!