***A/N: thanks MissLKid for your devout reviews, I love you chicky! And I
don't own any of the characters that you know form the book or the movie,
making Sian, her mom, BJ, Hazel, Mrs. Finnigan, and random Slytherins, my
own. Just thought you wanted to know.***
They walked for awhile in silence and were just out of the sunlight under a huge old tree that probably only lives in the Forbidden Forest when Sian decided that was the place to stop. The tree was homey looking with grey bark and willow-like branches. Its exposed roots cover the ground before it and behind. The roots are hidden by a small rise. Sian seats herself in the roots with her back to the tree and lets Draco set up the picnic, he was the one to bring the food after all. He pulls out two sandwiches loaded with meat cheese and veggies (what else would you expect), a small bowl of veggie soup, some bread, and a pot of tea. "I didn't know what you wanted, I hope you aren't a veggie."
Sian had to resist the urge to laugh, "No vegetarian here," but, it's kinda inconsiderate, what if I was a veggie?
Draco began to use that slick voice Sian hated, "So what got you on to brooms?" He asked.
"Onto them, or into them?" She asked with a small grin.
"Both."
"Well, my dad is the ABC, so that was a-small part I would say."
"Yeah, well--"
"Brooms are cool shit," Sian said flat out, "I want to build them when I get older. There's nothing a guy can do that a girl can't, and that's why."
"Why do you play Quidditch then, it is a dangerous sport."
"So, I laugh in the face of danger, muahahaha." Sian tried her best evil laugh. "I like a challenge," she decided after carefully choosing her words so as to not sound so feminist. "I get out there and do what I know I can."
Draco coughed, apparently the conversation is not going as expected, "Have you made any brooms yet?" He asked carefully.
Sian thinks about this, "Yeah I've made a few," she replied, "what's it to you?"
"Nothing, I was just asking." Draco paused, handing Sian the sandwich, "Are they any good?"
"Yeah actually. My mom made me leave them at home though, she didn't want anyone to steal them."
"My dad would make me bring them, show them off," Draco said with a grin.
"My dad would try to buy them off me."
"They're that good?"
"Oh yeah."
"So what do you like to do for fun?"
"Get in fights, play sports, bitch at Hermione."
"I would like to get in a fight with that Mudblood," Draco growled. "Only her little friends are always protecting her."
Something about that just didn't settle right with Sian, she had a special bond with Muggle borns she wasn't sure why. But she did know, it was uncalled for for a guy to say openly that he wanted to beat up a girl. Instead of an outlash that would have ended in someone getting hurt like Sian feminist side wanted, Sian got up, took her sandwich and headed deeper into the Forbidden Forest. Soon there was no sunlight to be had and Draco's calls for apologies could no longer be heard, it was like the forest was growing up around her.
After awhile of angry walking Sian's rational side caught hold and she soon realized she had no idea was she was, where she was going, and how she could get out. She turned a cautious 90 degree turn in hopes that she could avoid Draco in all ways possible and just get out of the forest, unfortunately the forest got the upper hand and Sian could agree she was thoroughly lost. Not long after her brilliant realization, she heard a padding of feet behind her, turned to see the owner of the feet and got hit so hard instead of seeing black she saw white.
***A/N: oh no! What's going to happen next? I don't know, but read and review and I decide to write the next chap quicker.***
They walked for awhile in silence and were just out of the sunlight under a huge old tree that probably only lives in the Forbidden Forest when Sian decided that was the place to stop. The tree was homey looking with grey bark and willow-like branches. Its exposed roots cover the ground before it and behind. The roots are hidden by a small rise. Sian seats herself in the roots with her back to the tree and lets Draco set up the picnic, he was the one to bring the food after all. He pulls out two sandwiches loaded with meat cheese and veggies (what else would you expect), a small bowl of veggie soup, some bread, and a pot of tea. "I didn't know what you wanted, I hope you aren't a veggie."
Sian had to resist the urge to laugh, "No vegetarian here," but, it's kinda inconsiderate, what if I was a veggie?
Draco began to use that slick voice Sian hated, "So what got you on to brooms?" He asked.
"Onto them, or into them?" She asked with a small grin.
"Both."
"Well, my dad is the ABC, so that was a-small part I would say."
"Yeah, well--"
"Brooms are cool shit," Sian said flat out, "I want to build them when I get older. There's nothing a guy can do that a girl can't, and that's why."
"Why do you play Quidditch then, it is a dangerous sport."
"So, I laugh in the face of danger, muahahaha." Sian tried her best evil laugh. "I like a challenge," she decided after carefully choosing her words so as to not sound so feminist. "I get out there and do what I know I can."
Draco coughed, apparently the conversation is not going as expected, "Have you made any brooms yet?" He asked carefully.
Sian thinks about this, "Yeah I've made a few," she replied, "what's it to you?"
"Nothing, I was just asking." Draco paused, handing Sian the sandwich, "Are they any good?"
"Yeah actually. My mom made me leave them at home though, she didn't want anyone to steal them."
"My dad would make me bring them, show them off," Draco said with a grin.
"My dad would try to buy them off me."
"They're that good?"
"Oh yeah."
"So what do you like to do for fun?"
"Get in fights, play sports, bitch at Hermione."
"I would like to get in a fight with that Mudblood," Draco growled. "Only her little friends are always protecting her."
Something about that just didn't settle right with Sian, she had a special bond with Muggle borns she wasn't sure why. But she did know, it was uncalled for for a guy to say openly that he wanted to beat up a girl. Instead of an outlash that would have ended in someone getting hurt like Sian feminist side wanted, Sian got up, took her sandwich and headed deeper into the Forbidden Forest. Soon there was no sunlight to be had and Draco's calls for apologies could no longer be heard, it was like the forest was growing up around her.
After awhile of angry walking Sian's rational side caught hold and she soon realized she had no idea was she was, where she was going, and how she could get out. She turned a cautious 90 degree turn in hopes that she could avoid Draco in all ways possible and just get out of the forest, unfortunately the forest got the upper hand and Sian could agree she was thoroughly lost. Not long after her brilliant realization, she heard a padding of feet behind her, turned to see the owner of the feet and got hit so hard instead of seeing black she saw white.
***A/N: oh no! What's going to happen next? I don't know, but read and review and I decide to write the next chap quicker.***
