(A/n: This is for my reviewers! (Breath) all THREE of you! LoL. Knife
Thrower, Kat and Meg (My sisters!) I love you Danny!)
Summary: Well, this is basically three of them getting settled in their dormitories, and spending some time with their roommates. I will do this Chapter in three sections, in Joaquin's times, in Jocelyn's time, and in Feral's.
Disclaimer: I.I don't own Harry Potter characters.* shields face and sobs on her desk *.
Chapter 4: Getting Settled
Joaquin's Night:
After leaving the great hall, Joaquin and Jocelyn had to follow Draco and Jay to the Slytherin Dormitories. When the arrived to the common room, neither of them knew what they were in store for. The most beautiful room they had ever seen greeted them. The roaring fireplace was on the left side of the room with two leather couches on either side of the hearth. There were tables on the walls of the room, some students already at them, writing to parents, which was assumable.
Jocelyn and Joaquin departed where the girls and boys room parted.
Joaquin and Draco walked up five flights of round stairwells until they arrived to their dormitories, it had the words "Fifth Year Boys Dormitories" engraved on a gold plaque on the door. They entered.
Joaquin was pleased to see the setting around him. There were six four-poster beds, with green and black hangings, all lined in silver. All his other roommates were in the room, waiting to greet him formally. There were exchanges of hellos, and welcome, between Joaquin and Gregory Goyle, who Joaquin learned wasn't totally stupid, he knew how to shake hands, unlike Vincent Crabbe, who just wanted to high-five, and missed. He met Blaise Zambini, who relied heavily on his father, like Draco, and prided himself in it. He also met Aiden Glastoff. Aiden is a newer student, but he came at the beginning of the year with the other students. Aiden came from Durmstrang but was German. The boys were all awake talking late into the night, well not so late, it was only ten o'clock.
"So, who's your father Joey?" Draco asked.
"Oh, well, his name was Jerron Padoga." He said quietly. "He was in the army against the Dark Lord in America."
"Was, you mean, he's dead?" Draco asked, his eyes glinting with glee.
"Yeah, Draco, he's dead, and I'd thank you not to talk about it." Joaquin spat.
"Or what? Are you gonna cry Padoga?" Draco spat back.
"You watch what you say to me Malfoy." Joaquin threatened.
"And what, is a little b*astard like you going to do to me." Draco asked.
"THIS!" Joaquin yelled before pouncing on Draco.
There was an all out duel broken out. A twisting of curses, hexes, and swearing. Pretty soon, the wands just weren't enough. They threw them down and began throwing punches. Finally breathless and beaten up, they were pulled apart by Blaise and Aiden. Crabbe and Goyle were fast asleep and snoring, through the screaming and yelling, they were still snoring.
Draco was sporting a left black eye and a split bottom lip, while Joaquin's right cheek was red and bloody and his top lip was split open as well, and bleeding freely.
"Not bad Padoga. You know, I think we might just get along. Quite well in fact." Draco said finally, being held up by Blaise.
"Are you joking, Malfoy? We just beat the crap out of each other!" Joaquin yelled.
"Yes, but that's how I work. I wont insult you again." He replied.
"Well, in that case, my names Joaquin, Joey to my friends." Joaquin said holding his hand out to shake, as if meeting Draco for the first time.
"And my names Draco." He replied, meeting him with a handshake.
Well, that was it. New friends. The rest of the night was spent really getting to know everyone, well, except for Crabbe and Goyle, who were still sleeping.
(A/n: I'm not sure if I should end it here. It's only two pages according to my Word. Yeah, sorry I am going to end here. Review!! I will do Jocelyn's room, and then Feral's room tomorrow probably. Love you all!!)
Summary: Well, this is basically three of them getting settled in their dormitories, and spending some time with their roommates. I will do this Chapter in three sections, in Joaquin's times, in Jocelyn's time, and in Feral's.
Disclaimer: I.I don't own Harry Potter characters.* shields face and sobs on her desk *.
Chapter 4: Getting Settled
Joaquin's Night:
After leaving the great hall, Joaquin and Jocelyn had to follow Draco and Jay to the Slytherin Dormitories. When the arrived to the common room, neither of them knew what they were in store for. The most beautiful room they had ever seen greeted them. The roaring fireplace was on the left side of the room with two leather couches on either side of the hearth. There were tables on the walls of the room, some students already at them, writing to parents, which was assumable.
Jocelyn and Joaquin departed where the girls and boys room parted.
Joaquin and Draco walked up five flights of round stairwells until they arrived to their dormitories, it had the words "Fifth Year Boys Dormitories" engraved on a gold plaque on the door. They entered.
Joaquin was pleased to see the setting around him. There were six four-poster beds, with green and black hangings, all lined in silver. All his other roommates were in the room, waiting to greet him formally. There were exchanges of hellos, and welcome, between Joaquin and Gregory Goyle, who Joaquin learned wasn't totally stupid, he knew how to shake hands, unlike Vincent Crabbe, who just wanted to high-five, and missed. He met Blaise Zambini, who relied heavily on his father, like Draco, and prided himself in it. He also met Aiden Glastoff. Aiden is a newer student, but he came at the beginning of the year with the other students. Aiden came from Durmstrang but was German. The boys were all awake talking late into the night, well not so late, it was only ten o'clock.
"So, who's your father Joey?" Draco asked.
"Oh, well, his name was Jerron Padoga." He said quietly. "He was in the army against the Dark Lord in America."
"Was, you mean, he's dead?" Draco asked, his eyes glinting with glee.
"Yeah, Draco, he's dead, and I'd thank you not to talk about it." Joaquin spat.
"Or what? Are you gonna cry Padoga?" Draco spat back.
"You watch what you say to me Malfoy." Joaquin threatened.
"And what, is a little b*astard like you going to do to me." Draco asked.
"THIS!" Joaquin yelled before pouncing on Draco.
There was an all out duel broken out. A twisting of curses, hexes, and swearing. Pretty soon, the wands just weren't enough. They threw them down and began throwing punches. Finally breathless and beaten up, they were pulled apart by Blaise and Aiden. Crabbe and Goyle were fast asleep and snoring, through the screaming and yelling, they were still snoring.
Draco was sporting a left black eye and a split bottom lip, while Joaquin's right cheek was red and bloody and his top lip was split open as well, and bleeding freely.
"Not bad Padoga. You know, I think we might just get along. Quite well in fact." Draco said finally, being held up by Blaise.
"Are you joking, Malfoy? We just beat the crap out of each other!" Joaquin yelled.
"Yes, but that's how I work. I wont insult you again." He replied.
"Well, in that case, my names Joaquin, Joey to my friends." Joaquin said holding his hand out to shake, as if meeting Draco for the first time.
"And my names Draco." He replied, meeting him with a handshake.
Well, that was it. New friends. The rest of the night was spent really getting to know everyone, well, except for Crabbe and Goyle, who were still sleeping.
(A/n: I'm not sure if I should end it here. It's only two pages according to my Word. Yeah, sorry I am going to end here. Review!! I will do Jocelyn's room, and then Feral's room tomorrow probably. Love you all!!)