uChapter IX: Draco Malfoybr
Cindra read the note again.iMeet me by the lake at 9.br
She shook her head. This couldn't have been meant for her: a Gryffindor mudblood who hangs out with the dream team. Well, correction, iused to/i hang out with the dream team. Since her outburst at Harry, she didn't dare go near them. She tried to think of a rational reason as to why a Malfoy would want to meet her. Heck, she had never even said one word to Draco. How did he even know who she was?br
Cindra thought more and more about Draco as the day went on. By dinner time she had been reduced to staring at the Slytherin table the entire meal. Back in the common room after dinner, she flew through her homework and left the tower at qwuarter after eight.br
The early December chill was wonderful. The snow sparkled in the moonlight with every step she took. As she neared the lake she saw a blonde figure standing solemnly. He saw Cindra approaching and smiled. "Hello," he said.br
"Uh...hi," CIndra said unsurely.br
He looked at his watch. "Hmm, right on time too. Gryffindors are known for being perfect, eh?"br
"Excuse me? I don't understand, why did you want me to meet you?"br
"There's a nasty rumour going around the school that Harry Potter is the heir of Slytherin," Draco said cooly. "Since you're his little girlfried I thought you might be able to tell me the truth."br
"I am /u Harry Potter's girlfriend," said Cindra angrily.br
"I beg your pardon?"br
"Look, I don't know who the heir of Slytherin is. But it is certainly not Harry Potter."br
"Well, you're a fiesty little Gryffindor aren't you?"br
"Gee...thanks," Cindra said, her sarcastic side kicking in.br
"So you're really not Potter's girlfriend?" said Draco intently.br
Cindra shook her head. "Never have, never will be."br
"Now really then?"br
"Oh, would you shut up!" Cindra siad with a smile.br
"What's a little girl like yourself gonna do to be?" Draco teased.br
Cindra picked up a handful of snow and threw it in Draco's face. He looked shocked. Wiping off his face, he picked up a handful of snow. Cindra got the idea and turned her back to run.br
Splat! The snow hit the back of her cloak dusting the black cloth in white powder. Soon they had a full-fledged one on one snowball fight going on.br
After fifteen minutes or so, they grew tired and collapsed in the snow.br
"Well, that was...interesting," panted Cindra.br
"Wanna met me out here again tomorrow?" Draco asked hopefully.br
"Yeah," said Cindra. "I'd like that."br
"Same time, same place," he said, getting up.br
Cindra got up as well and they walked back to the castle.br
"I never thought a Slytherin would actually be nice to me," CIndra siad the following night.br
Her and Draco were walking around the ground of the school side by side. "Well, we Slytherins can be very surprising."br
"You know I'm a muggle born right?"br
"Oh," Draco obviously didn't know. But what he said surprised her. "And your point is?"br
"I thought you hated us?"br
"Well, I do. Just...not you."br
"Oh, uhm...mind if I ask why not?" Draco obviously didn't want to answer, so she continued. "I mean, I'm a Gryffindor mudblood who was in love with Harry Potter. Shouldn't you hate me most of all?"br
"What happened between you and Potter anyway?" asked Draco, quickly changing the subject.br
"We just didn't see eye to eye," said Cindra. "That's all."br
"You sure?"br
"Well..." Cindra said. "I know this will probably make you sick, but I've loved him even before I met him. When he asked me to study with him that first time I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. And then all of a sudden he just started ignoring me. You don't know what that's like."br
"Yes," Draco said kindly. "I do...more than you know."br
It was nearing ten thirty by then, and they started heading back to the castle.br
"Well, until tomorrow then?" Draco said hopefully.br
Cindra smiled and nodded. "Until tomorrow."br
Cindra read the note again.iMeet me by the lake at 9.br
She shook her head. This couldn't have been meant for her: a Gryffindor mudblood who hangs out with the dream team. Well, correction, iused to/i hang out with the dream team. Since her outburst at Harry, she didn't dare go near them. She tried to think of a rational reason as to why a Malfoy would want to meet her. Heck, she had never even said one word to Draco. How did he even know who she was?br
Cindra thought more and more about Draco as the day went on. By dinner time she had been reduced to staring at the Slytherin table the entire meal. Back in the common room after dinner, she flew through her homework and left the tower at qwuarter after eight.br
The early December chill was wonderful. The snow sparkled in the moonlight with every step she took. As she neared the lake she saw a blonde figure standing solemnly. He saw Cindra approaching and smiled. "Hello," he said.br
"Uh...hi," CIndra said unsurely.br
He looked at his watch. "Hmm, right on time too. Gryffindors are known for being perfect, eh?"br
"Excuse me? I don't understand, why did you want me to meet you?"br
"There's a nasty rumour going around the school that Harry Potter is the heir of Slytherin," Draco said cooly. "Since you're his little girlfried I thought you might be able to tell me the truth."br
"I am /u Harry Potter's girlfriend," said Cindra angrily.br
"I beg your pardon?"br
"Look, I don't know who the heir of Slytherin is. But it is certainly not Harry Potter."br
"Well, you're a fiesty little Gryffindor aren't you?"br
"Gee...thanks," Cindra said, her sarcastic side kicking in.br
"So you're really not Potter's girlfriend?" said Draco intently.br
Cindra shook her head. "Never have, never will be."br
"Now really then?"br
"Oh, would you shut up!" Cindra siad with a smile.br
"What's a little girl like yourself gonna do to be?" Draco teased.br
Cindra picked up a handful of snow and threw it in Draco's face. He looked shocked. Wiping off his face, he picked up a handful of snow. Cindra got the idea and turned her back to run.br
Splat! The snow hit the back of her cloak dusting the black cloth in white powder. Soon they had a full-fledged one on one snowball fight going on.br
After fifteen minutes or so, they grew tired and collapsed in the snow.br
"Well, that was...interesting," panted Cindra.br
"Wanna met me out here again tomorrow?" Draco asked hopefully.br
"Yeah," said Cindra. "I'd like that."br
"Same time, same place," he said, getting up.br
Cindra got up as well and they walked back to the castle.br
"I never thought a Slytherin would actually be nice to me," CIndra siad the following night.br
Her and Draco were walking around the ground of the school side by side. "Well, we Slytherins can be very surprising."br
"You know I'm a muggle born right?"br
"Oh," Draco obviously didn't know. But what he said surprised her. "And your point is?"br
"I thought you hated us?"br
"Well, I do. Just...not you."br
"Oh, uhm...mind if I ask why not?" Draco obviously didn't want to answer, so she continued. "I mean, I'm a Gryffindor mudblood who was in love with Harry Potter. Shouldn't you hate me most of all?"br
"What happened between you and Potter anyway?" asked Draco, quickly changing the subject.br
"We just didn't see eye to eye," said Cindra. "That's all."br
"You sure?"br
"Well..." Cindra said. "I know this will probably make you sick, but I've loved him even before I met him. When he asked me to study with him that first time I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. And then all of a sudden he just started ignoring me. You don't know what that's like."br
"Yes," Draco said kindly. "I do...more than you know."br
It was nearing ten thirty by then, and they started heading back to the castle.br
"Well, until tomorrow then?" Draco said hopefully.br
Cindra smiled and nodded. "Until tomorrow."br