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~~Chapter Fourteen: Dragon and Serpent~~
A/N: This chapter might be considered a bit of a higher PG-13 then the rest. A bit of possibly-child-unsafe content. The story itself will be getting a bit rougher as time goes on, but I don't ever plan to go up to R.
As the entrance to the Slytherin common room closed behind her, Evelyn collapsed onto a large chair, leaning back and looking up at the ceiling, laughing. Laughing and crying.
Her emotions were so mixed she couldn't image where to start sorting them out. She was happy-- no, exuberant-- but scared and embarrassed. She wouldn't have been more embarrassed if she had been forced to kiss Draco Malfoy in front of the entire school, including the teachers. Well, maybe that was an overstatement, but still...
What had compelled her to kiss him, she didn't know. It was the same mysterious connection, she supposed, that had started it all. And while talking to Kevin had revealed many answers, the single question of what the connection, the bond was-- that had only grown in importance.
Of course, he had kissed her back. -Typically,- She thought to herself with a mental sigh. -He's a guy, what did you think he'd do? And you aren't even attracted to him. What a waste of your first kiss.-
Not even attracted to him... no, she wasn't. Not that she had been to many boys at all; the feeling of attraction to another person was a new one to her.
-It was still wonderful,- A rebel part of her mind whispered into her thoughts. And it had been. No; she was just being foolish.
Evelyn closed her eyes. She couldn't change what had happened, she had to cope with it. Pulling out her wand, she pointed the tip at herself, and said "Concinnus Coma!"
Her hair suddenly shot up straight on her head, and then just as suddenly fell back down, this time neat and clean.
-I swear I'll get to sleep as soon as dinner's over, if I can just make it through today without collapsing from exhaustion,- She thought to herself wryly. She wasn't feeling tired yet, but her limbs were beginning to ache from the final burst of energy her body had administered to keep her standing. Perhaps a little nap would be okay... it was only five in the morning, after all...
"Well, well," A cold voice drawled. Evelyn's eyes shot open, the dream she had just been having suddenly broken into a million pieces that not even her memory could recover. She didn't need to see the blond boy sprawled on the chair opposite hers to know who it was.
"Sleeping Beauty, eh?" Draco Malfoy continued. "What are we doing so early?"
Evelyn was still exhausted. She couldn't have possibly had even ten minutes of sleep; she had just closed her eyes...
"I could ask the same thing of you, Malfoy." Evelyn snapped back at him. "And where are your two clowns?"
"No clue." Draco yawned. "And as for why I'm down here, it's to talk to you." His tone took on a malicious quality as he continued. "Vesk is very angry with your lack of results..."
Evelyn expressed just what she thought Vesk should go do. Draco raised an eyebrow. "He won't be too glad to hear that, Sellina."
"Like I care," She muttered, closing her eyes. "I'm tired. I'll deal with him later." She was too lethargic to think about the consequences right now.
"You need to learn respect, girl!" Draco shouted, standing suddenly. "Respect to those better then you in every way imaginable. You are a pawn. You will follow the orders of--" He broke off there, looking around suspiciously. Evelyn risked a glance at the sun. It wasn't even fully risen. She had been right; she had barely closed her eyes!
"You go tell Vesk what I told you," Evelyn snapped. "I'll talk to him later. Right now, I have my own business to attend to. Like getting some rest."
She closed her eyes at that.
It was several minutes before Draco spoke again. A new dream had already been forming in her head; half-awake, his voice seemed to mingle with her dream. Strangely, his tone had changed; the anger was gone.
"You know Sellina-- Evelyn-- I've been thinking... you are getting... quite attractive, you know." Her insides seemed to turn to ice at that last statement. She forced herself to not open her eyes.
"And the more I think about it, the more I wonder..." He was right next to her chair, from the sound of his voice. Evelyn was mentally calculating the distance to the door to the girl's dormitories, wondering how fast she could run to it. Draco Malfoy was not someone she ever wanted to be alone with. Ever.
Before another word could come from his mouth, Evelyn grabbed from her wand, got up from her chair, and turned with her wand pointed at him.
There was one problem.
He was holding her wand.
-Queathil!- She thought desperately. The serpent woke up instantly, slithering up her skin to her shoulder, where he perched, staring menacingly at the white-haired boy in front of Evelyn. Draco didn't look impressed.
"If I were to acquire a snake bite," He mused, "I think I'd be angry enough to tell people where it came from..."
"You're not scaring me, Draco. I have Queathil cleared with Dumbledore himself."
"Not scared?" He asked. He was moving towards her; she was backing up, towards the dormitory wall. She hadn't moved when she had had the chance; he was blocking her path to the dormitory door. "Too bad."
Suddenly, he raised his wand and pointed it at Queathil. "Impedimenta!"
Queathil toppled off her shoulder, suddenly as solid as stone, hitting the floor with a muffled 'thud' sound. Through their mental connection, Evelyn could sense Queathil's anger thoughts at being disgraced in such a manner.
"Give me my wand, Malfoy," Evelyn hissed. "Or you'll regret it."
"I don't think so," He smirked. Evelyn was backed all the way against the dormitory wall; Draco continued slowly coming closer. Her thoughts were frantic; she had to escape somehow...
Suddenly, he leaned forward, pinning her against the wall with his arms. Evelyn closed her eyes. -Please, gods, please help me...-
"Malfoy!"
Evelyn opened her eyes and looked at the speaker; Malfoy quickly removed his right hand and turned to see who it was.
Gary stood there, staring without blinking at Malfoy. He held his wand out in his hand, pointing it straight at Malfoy's face.
"Skarl." Draco snapped. He looked annoyed, staring defiantly back at Gary, but Evelyn could tell he was nervous. "Sellina and I were just having a little chat."
Evelyn, suddenly feeling much braver, shoved Draco back with a punch to the chest and quickly stepped out of his reach.
"Get out of here, before I curse you to hell and back," Gary said quietly. "And if I have my way, you'll be serving detentions for eternity."
"Well," Draco said, trying to sound nonchalant. "That's fine, then. I'll just go get Crabbe and Goyle." He began taking quick steps back to the boy's dormitory, but Evelyn called after him.
"You're still holding my wand, scumbag."
Draco looked at Evelyn, then at the two wands in his hand, then back at her. He seemed about to keep walking, but a glance at Gary changed his mind. "We'll talk later, Sellina," He hissed, and hurled her wand up in the air. Evelyn caught it.
When Draco was finally out of her sight, Evelyn let out a long sigh and collapsed onto a nearby chair, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "Gods above," She whispered. "Gary... thank you so much..."
A loud crashing sound make her open her eyes again. The large man had taken a chair and hurled it across the room into the fireplace. His face was livid.
"Gary!" Evelyn shouted. "Gary-- sit down. I'm okay!"
He did, slowly. "I'll be speaking to the Headmaster about this... that boy should be expelled..."
"His father has too much influence," Evelyn spat bitterly. "He'll always be around, he can always do whatever he wants."
"Not if I can help it," Gary replied quickly. "Evelyn, did he--"
"No. You came... just in the nick of time. Thank you."
Queathil, finally recovering from Draco's spell, picked himself up with dignity. He slithered over to Gary, gave him a thankful lick, and then slid quickly back to Evelyn, to nestle around the back of her neck. A snake like him slept a lot.
"Gary, what if he tries to..." Evelyn shuddered. "I mean, in the library, or somewhere..."
"Then you curse him. Badly." Gary was looking at her sternly. "I think you and I should practice some good, dangerous hexes and curses, Evelyn."
Evelyn smiled at him gratefully. "Thanks, Gary. There's time left before class, we could try a few now."
Later that day, Kevin found himself drifting towards the table he and Evelyn had been at last night. They had shared no words last night when they had parted; not even a single glance. He wondered if she would be here today. At least he could study a bit before his next class came up.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard voices not far away. That was defiantly Evelyn... he strained to hear closer.
"Or I'll..."
"You'll what? Hit me? Hah!" Kevin recognized that voice right away, too-- it was that stupid brute Goyle, one of Draco Malfoy's gang. Angrily, he got up and began walking over to where the voices were coming from. A loud argument was taking place... and then Evelyn's voice yelling something, a whooshing sound--
Kevin dodged just in time as Vincent Goyle's immobile form fell onto the ground where he had just been standing. He heard Evelyn laugh, and yell "Are you alright?"
"Yeah... just fine." Kevin stepped over Goyle's body with a confused look. "What did you do to him?"
"He'll wake up in a minute or so, but until then he'll be having some bad nightmares." Evelyn grinned. "A handy spell Gary showed me!"
"I guess so," Kevin comment, shrugging. "Er, Evelyn, I was looking for you."
"Ditto. I wanted to say--"
"Er, no, Evelyn-- just..."
"Look, Kevin. We were both tired, not thinking straight. I don't..."
"I know what you mean," Kevin said quickly. "So, for now... friends?" He held out his hand.
"Okay... friends." Evelyn shook his hand heartily.
A/N: Thank you again to all my nice reviewers! I'm sorry updating is going so slowly. But I promise the next two chapters are written already, so you'll certainly be seeing them at least... I just need to get past this writer's block.
~~Chapter Fourteen: Dragon and Serpent~~
A/N: This chapter might be considered a bit of a higher PG-13 then the rest. A bit of possibly-child-unsafe content. The story itself will be getting a bit rougher as time goes on, but I don't ever plan to go up to R.
As the entrance to the Slytherin common room closed behind her, Evelyn collapsed onto a large chair, leaning back and looking up at the ceiling, laughing. Laughing and crying.
Her emotions were so mixed she couldn't image where to start sorting them out. She was happy-- no, exuberant-- but scared and embarrassed. She wouldn't have been more embarrassed if she had been forced to kiss Draco Malfoy in front of the entire school, including the teachers. Well, maybe that was an overstatement, but still...
What had compelled her to kiss him, she didn't know. It was the same mysterious connection, she supposed, that had started it all. And while talking to Kevin had revealed many answers, the single question of what the connection, the bond was-- that had only grown in importance.
Of course, he had kissed her back. -Typically,- She thought to herself with a mental sigh. -He's a guy, what did you think he'd do? And you aren't even attracted to him. What a waste of your first kiss.-
Not even attracted to him... no, she wasn't. Not that she had been to many boys at all; the feeling of attraction to another person was a new one to her.
-It was still wonderful,- A rebel part of her mind whispered into her thoughts. And it had been. No; she was just being foolish.
Evelyn closed her eyes. She couldn't change what had happened, she had to cope with it. Pulling out her wand, she pointed the tip at herself, and said "Concinnus Coma!"
Her hair suddenly shot up straight on her head, and then just as suddenly fell back down, this time neat and clean.
-I swear I'll get to sleep as soon as dinner's over, if I can just make it through today without collapsing from exhaustion,- She thought to herself wryly. She wasn't feeling tired yet, but her limbs were beginning to ache from the final burst of energy her body had administered to keep her standing. Perhaps a little nap would be okay... it was only five in the morning, after all...
"Well, well," A cold voice drawled. Evelyn's eyes shot open, the dream she had just been having suddenly broken into a million pieces that not even her memory could recover. She didn't need to see the blond boy sprawled on the chair opposite hers to know who it was.
"Sleeping Beauty, eh?" Draco Malfoy continued. "What are we doing so early?"
Evelyn was still exhausted. She couldn't have possibly had even ten minutes of sleep; she had just closed her eyes...
"I could ask the same thing of you, Malfoy." Evelyn snapped back at him. "And where are your two clowns?"
"No clue." Draco yawned. "And as for why I'm down here, it's to talk to you." His tone took on a malicious quality as he continued. "Vesk is very angry with your lack of results..."
Evelyn expressed just what she thought Vesk should go do. Draco raised an eyebrow. "He won't be too glad to hear that, Sellina."
"Like I care," She muttered, closing her eyes. "I'm tired. I'll deal with him later." She was too lethargic to think about the consequences right now.
"You need to learn respect, girl!" Draco shouted, standing suddenly. "Respect to those better then you in every way imaginable. You are a pawn. You will follow the orders of--" He broke off there, looking around suspiciously. Evelyn risked a glance at the sun. It wasn't even fully risen. She had been right; she had barely closed her eyes!
"You go tell Vesk what I told you," Evelyn snapped. "I'll talk to him later. Right now, I have my own business to attend to. Like getting some rest."
She closed her eyes at that.
It was several minutes before Draco spoke again. A new dream had already been forming in her head; half-awake, his voice seemed to mingle with her dream. Strangely, his tone had changed; the anger was gone.
"You know Sellina-- Evelyn-- I've been thinking... you are getting... quite attractive, you know." Her insides seemed to turn to ice at that last statement. She forced herself to not open her eyes.
"And the more I think about it, the more I wonder..." He was right next to her chair, from the sound of his voice. Evelyn was mentally calculating the distance to the door to the girl's dormitories, wondering how fast she could run to it. Draco Malfoy was not someone she ever wanted to be alone with. Ever.
Before another word could come from his mouth, Evelyn grabbed from her wand, got up from her chair, and turned with her wand pointed at him.
There was one problem.
He was holding her wand.
-Queathil!- She thought desperately. The serpent woke up instantly, slithering up her skin to her shoulder, where he perched, staring menacingly at the white-haired boy in front of Evelyn. Draco didn't look impressed.
"If I were to acquire a snake bite," He mused, "I think I'd be angry enough to tell people where it came from..."
"You're not scaring me, Draco. I have Queathil cleared with Dumbledore himself."
"Not scared?" He asked. He was moving towards her; she was backing up, towards the dormitory wall. She hadn't moved when she had had the chance; he was blocking her path to the dormitory door. "Too bad."
Suddenly, he raised his wand and pointed it at Queathil. "Impedimenta!"
Queathil toppled off her shoulder, suddenly as solid as stone, hitting the floor with a muffled 'thud' sound. Through their mental connection, Evelyn could sense Queathil's anger thoughts at being disgraced in such a manner.
"Give me my wand, Malfoy," Evelyn hissed. "Or you'll regret it."
"I don't think so," He smirked. Evelyn was backed all the way against the dormitory wall; Draco continued slowly coming closer. Her thoughts were frantic; she had to escape somehow...
Suddenly, he leaned forward, pinning her against the wall with his arms. Evelyn closed her eyes. -Please, gods, please help me...-
"Malfoy!"
Evelyn opened her eyes and looked at the speaker; Malfoy quickly removed his right hand and turned to see who it was.
Gary stood there, staring without blinking at Malfoy. He held his wand out in his hand, pointing it straight at Malfoy's face.
"Skarl." Draco snapped. He looked annoyed, staring defiantly back at Gary, but Evelyn could tell he was nervous. "Sellina and I were just having a little chat."
Evelyn, suddenly feeling much braver, shoved Draco back with a punch to the chest and quickly stepped out of his reach.
"Get out of here, before I curse you to hell and back," Gary said quietly. "And if I have my way, you'll be serving detentions for eternity."
"Well," Draco said, trying to sound nonchalant. "That's fine, then. I'll just go get Crabbe and Goyle." He began taking quick steps back to the boy's dormitory, but Evelyn called after him.
"You're still holding my wand, scumbag."
Draco looked at Evelyn, then at the two wands in his hand, then back at her. He seemed about to keep walking, but a glance at Gary changed his mind. "We'll talk later, Sellina," He hissed, and hurled her wand up in the air. Evelyn caught it.
When Draco was finally out of her sight, Evelyn let out a long sigh and collapsed onto a nearby chair, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "Gods above," She whispered. "Gary... thank you so much..."
A loud crashing sound make her open her eyes again. The large man had taken a chair and hurled it across the room into the fireplace. His face was livid.
"Gary!" Evelyn shouted. "Gary-- sit down. I'm okay!"
He did, slowly. "I'll be speaking to the Headmaster about this... that boy should be expelled..."
"His father has too much influence," Evelyn spat bitterly. "He'll always be around, he can always do whatever he wants."
"Not if I can help it," Gary replied quickly. "Evelyn, did he--"
"No. You came... just in the nick of time. Thank you."
Queathil, finally recovering from Draco's spell, picked himself up with dignity. He slithered over to Gary, gave him a thankful lick, and then slid quickly back to Evelyn, to nestle around the back of her neck. A snake like him slept a lot.
"Gary, what if he tries to..." Evelyn shuddered. "I mean, in the library, or somewhere..."
"Then you curse him. Badly." Gary was looking at her sternly. "I think you and I should practice some good, dangerous hexes and curses, Evelyn."
Evelyn smiled at him gratefully. "Thanks, Gary. There's time left before class, we could try a few now."
Later that day, Kevin found himself drifting towards the table he and Evelyn had been at last night. They had shared no words last night when they had parted; not even a single glance. He wondered if she would be here today. At least he could study a bit before his next class came up.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard voices not far away. That was defiantly Evelyn... he strained to hear closer.
"Or I'll..."
"You'll what? Hit me? Hah!" Kevin recognized that voice right away, too-- it was that stupid brute Goyle, one of Draco Malfoy's gang. Angrily, he got up and began walking over to where the voices were coming from. A loud argument was taking place... and then Evelyn's voice yelling something, a whooshing sound--
Kevin dodged just in time as Vincent Goyle's immobile form fell onto the ground where he had just been standing. He heard Evelyn laugh, and yell "Are you alright?"
"Yeah... just fine." Kevin stepped over Goyle's body with a confused look. "What did you do to him?"
"He'll wake up in a minute or so, but until then he'll be having some bad nightmares." Evelyn grinned. "A handy spell Gary showed me!"
"I guess so," Kevin comment, shrugging. "Er, Evelyn, I was looking for you."
"Ditto. I wanted to say--"
"Er, no, Evelyn-- just..."
"Look, Kevin. We were both tired, not thinking straight. I don't..."
"I know what you mean," Kevin said quickly. "So, for now... friends?" He held out his hand.
"Okay... friends." Evelyn shook his hand heartily.
A/N: Thank you again to all my nice reviewers! I'm sorry updating is going so slowly. But I promise the next two chapters are written already, so you'll certainly be seeing them at least... I just need to get past this writer's block.