"Warriors of the Stars"
By: Alexandria
Chapter 10: A mysterious Letter, Scar aches, and comforts from both sides
Disclaimer: I don't own this... any of this.... damn... I wish....
Authors note: for those followers (wow, I wonder if anyone has actually stuck with this *laughs*) there has been a change. Craig is no longer in this but his character is being replaced by a guy named Stefan. So if you see Stefan in this chapter and have no idea where he came from, just know that he's replacing Craig.
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Everyone looked over to the door that slammed shut. A few people jumped and Manndee looked sadly to the ground. "Sorry guys... Her mind isn't reachable. I tried."
"Lemme try," Ben and Alex both said at the same time, the two males receiving a glare from each other. "I've known her longer," Ben told him, his eyes narrowing.
"Well I'm her best friend," Alex countered, crossing his arms.
Jasmine felt the tears wetten her eyes and she closed them swiftly. "C'mon you guys, let's not fight," she whispered. "You know how hard it is."
The glares the two boys were giving softened almost instantly and they looked guiltily over at Jasmine. "Sorry," Ben told Alex. "I'm just really protective over her."
"I know," Alex replied. "I care about her too."
Donovan squeezed Krista's hand and she got up, deciding to sing for them all. "Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby?" Her eyes darted around the room to three different guys; Donovan, Harry and Ron. "Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real. Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you, why'd you turn away? Here's what I have to say. I was left to cry there, waiting outside there, grinning with a lost stare. That's when I decided, Why should I care? Cuz you weren't there when I was scared; I was so alone. You, you need to listen! I'm starting to trip, losing my grip, and I'm in this place alone." Her beautiful voice was different than Avril's but the contrast gave the song an edge that Harry watched her transifixed by her voice.
Draco, on the other hand, wasn't hearing Krista's voice very well through the muffled door. "Alex?"
"G'way."
He walked over to her, swallowing his pride and sat on the floor next to her, sliding his fingertips under her chin and forcing her face up to look at him. What he saw surprised him; a very pissed off young woman, with tears brewing in her eyes, threatening to fall.
"What's wrong?"
Her voice took an icy edge. "Fuck off."
Draco swallowed and tried not to snap back at her. "I'm not going to do that. What's wrong?"
The defiance entered her eyes and she slowly was allowed to blink back the tears before she removed her face from his fingertips. "Nothing's wrong."
His gray eyes became a bit dark and he looked down at her, almost as if she was a younger child. "If you think I'm that stupid, you have another thing coming." Somehow, she raised gracefully from her spot on the floor and stared down at him, her body going to her full height, that being almost five feet. Her back straightened, along with her shoulders and she glared down at the Slytherin. "Fuck off."
He stood up and his eyes narrowed. "That I'm not going to do. Not until you tell me what's wrong." He grabbed her wrist and traced small circles on the underside of it with his thumb,
Her voice caught in her throat and her eyes closed at the small sensation of his touch. "You..." her voice faltered. "Don't need to know what's wrong."
"I don't need to, no, but I would like to." His fingers kept tracing small circles and she tried, unsuccessfully, to pull her hand away.
"My dad is dead..."
He nodded slowly. "I knew that."
"He was killed by a sleazebag henchmen... Y'know? One of Voldemort's final supporters? After the dickhead had fallen?"
He swallowed and closed his eyes, hearing her continue. "This asshole brought his fucking son along. I was only 6 years old at the time, but I still remember those haunting almost blue eyes as they turned icy cold."
Draco's fingers stopped almost instantly and his eyes snapped open. "What are you talking about? You lived in America!"
"I live in America. I've lived here ever since that fateful day. I've rid myself of the British Accent. Wait, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing," Draco's voice trailed and Alex watched his eyes dart around the room, as he dropped her arm.
Her hand came up and caught his chin with her fingers. "It was you. You were that little boy."
Her anger instantly ebbed and she closed her eyes as a few tears started to flow down her cheeks. "Your father..."
Draco nodded, and he watched a few more tears slide down her cheeks and he felt that icy lump that was called a heart jerk around. "Killed yours."
Her eyes snapped open and some of the fire he had seen earlier was in her eyes. "I'll kill him. What type of fucking father brings their son to watch them murder a loving husband and father?"
"A horrible one," Draco told her, closing his eyes, trying to recall the scene again. He opened his eyes again and looked at her, kissing her forehead softly.
She gasped as his lips came in contact with her skin and she let out her breath slowly, feeling the calmness spread throughout her body. She grasped his hand with hers and rested her forehead against his lips, not allowing either of them to move.
"Thank you," she whispered, and his arm wrapped around her shoulder, hugging him to her.
"Anytime, kiddo." Draco inwardly winced as he felt her body tighten. He wished he could take the word back but she pulled out of his one-armed embrace quickly. He could almost see the walls she slowly put up as she collected her bearings.
Finally she was ready to go back out into the room and she smiled softly as Ben jumped off the stage, leaving Joan Jett singing "I love Rock and Roll", tackling her to the ground, hugging her around the waist.
She smiled up at him, and he traced his finger down her nose, smiling down at her. "You alright love?" She nodded slowly, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Ben could almost feel the heated glare he was receiving from Draco and smiled smugly. Alex walked over to them and pulled Ben off, dragging his female counterpart with him.
He unattached her from Ben's side and wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her. "You gonna be ok hun?"
She smiled. "What is it with you two? You never use endearments on me."
"I've just been hanging out with you too much I guess..." he shudders slightly, a teasing smile on his lips.
"It's that shudder you get when you eat something really really sweet," she told him, grinning.
"Of course! Wouldn't have it any other way!"
Derek came up behind them and smacked Alex in the ass. Chalice glared over at them. "Fuck you," she told him, grabbing her now abused butt. "That's not nice."
Stefan came up. "Yeah. That's not."
Donovan slowly came up behind her and smacked her really hard, making her yelp. "Only I get to smack her in the ass."
Hermione leaned over to her two best friends. "She gets so abused."
"I wonder what was wrong," Harry whispered back, leaning his chin onto his fist, as Ron kissed the back of Jasmine's hand. "With the vibes I get from Alex, I don't think she's that much of a drama queen..." his voice trailed off and he watched Draco sitting in the corner. "What's gotten into him? He's usually the biggest prat of all time, and now he's actually seeming to care about this girl."
"Maybe he does?" Jasmine interjected, making Ron snort.
"Yeah right, my flower," he told her, a blush sliding softly over her cheek. Hermione rolled her eyes. "This Draco stick-up-his-ass Malfoy... He can't care about anyone."
"As much as I hate to agree with him," Hermione said, lifting her chin. "I have to. Malfoy doesn't feel for anybody. I don't know what happened to him as a child, but no body's that cold without a reason."
"That's what's getting me thinking about the whole situation. What could he possible want from your younger sister, and conning her by showing he cares?"
Jasmine looked over at him and looked dead into his eyes. "I don't know. Alex doesn't have a lot, mind you. Not anything he couldn't get from somebody else."
"How can you say that? She's your sister!" Hermione said, looking shocked.
"Well, it's true," Ron put it, looking over at Alex, who was talking with Kimber and Ginny. "He could get anything she has from someone else."
"Then why is he concentrating on her?"
"Don't meddle in others affairs," Sabre called in. "It's none of your business."
"Nobody asked you," Ron told her.
"No, but I'm telling you that it's your best intentions to not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you ARE crunchy and good with ketchup." She turned away and walked back over to Chalice and Derek.
Jasmine held her stare with Harry and she felt that connection she had felt earlier, and suddenly her neck started to heat up. She yelped and dropped Ron's hand, bringing it to her own neck as Harry cursed loudly, his own hand flying to his forehead.
Hermione looked over at Harry, not noticing Jasmine's neck pain. "Harry? What's wrong?"
Harry tried to breath through clenched teeth. "Nothing." he whispered. "Scar hurts."
Ron looked blankly from Jasmine over to Harry. "Wait, doesn't it only hurt if." Ron trailed off and Harry got the point.
"That's what I thought," Harry told them. "But what's he doing way out here.?"
"Maybe it's not him," Hermione said, her eyes settling on Jasmine. "What's wrong?"
"Scar." she tried to gasp in air, and Adam ran over to her.
"You're kidding me," he said, wrenching his hand away, trying to see the small scar on her neck. "Fuck," he whispered. "Donovan!"
Donovan and Krista came over and they looked from Harry to Jasmine, where they could see the scar's twitch and throb. Alex followed his brother and he shook his head. "No way," he whispered. "This isn't the time." He walked away into a room upstairs and they all jumped as the door slammed.
Alex walked over to her sister and grabbed her hand. "Sis? What's wrong?"
"I don't know," she coughed out, gripping her sister's fingers. "It never hurts. Not unless." she trailed off.
"I know, I know. Not unless what's-his-fuck, or that one chick is near."
"What chick?" Ron asked, his eyebrows furrowed.
"You'll find out later," Alex told them all, as he walked back down the stairs.
"What are you talking about?" his female counterpart asked him.
"You'll find out," he told her, his eyes telling her silently to not ask about it. She got the message her eyes narrowed. She nodded, and some of the British students looked around.
Ginny walked into the middle of them. "Guys? I'm getting a really bad vibe here," she whispered, looking outside, a soft shiver running through her body. She held her chin up high and flipped her red hair over her shoulder. "Something's not right."
Something tapped on the window of the bus and they all turned quickly. Wood stood and walked over there, opening it slowly, so the owl could drop in it's wet letter. He picked it up and held it out to Alex.
Alex grabbed it and cleared his throat, getting ready to read the contents of the small piece of paper.
"'Get ready, children. The games are about to begin.' It isn't signed. Well, there's the two letters N and V, but that's it."
~*~
Authors note: Alrighty, I know it's taken me forever to get this out, but here it is. I know it doesn't make sense but I decided (on a whim) to speed up the plot some. So next chapter some pretty big points are gonna happen. I hope you all like it! Please review.
By: Alexandria
Chapter 10: A mysterious Letter, Scar aches, and comforts from both sides
Disclaimer: I don't own this... any of this.... damn... I wish....
Authors note: for those followers (wow, I wonder if anyone has actually stuck with this *laughs*) there has been a change. Craig is no longer in this but his character is being replaced by a guy named Stefan. So if you see Stefan in this chapter and have no idea where he came from, just know that he's replacing Craig.
~*~
Everyone looked over to the door that slammed shut. A few people jumped and Manndee looked sadly to the ground. "Sorry guys... Her mind isn't reachable. I tried."
"Lemme try," Ben and Alex both said at the same time, the two males receiving a glare from each other. "I've known her longer," Ben told him, his eyes narrowing.
"Well I'm her best friend," Alex countered, crossing his arms.
Jasmine felt the tears wetten her eyes and she closed them swiftly. "C'mon you guys, let's not fight," she whispered. "You know how hard it is."
The glares the two boys were giving softened almost instantly and they looked guiltily over at Jasmine. "Sorry," Ben told Alex. "I'm just really protective over her."
"I know," Alex replied. "I care about her too."
Donovan squeezed Krista's hand and she got up, deciding to sing for them all. "Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby?" Her eyes darted around the room to three different guys; Donovan, Harry and Ron. "Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real. Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you, why'd you turn away? Here's what I have to say. I was left to cry there, waiting outside there, grinning with a lost stare. That's when I decided, Why should I care? Cuz you weren't there when I was scared; I was so alone. You, you need to listen! I'm starting to trip, losing my grip, and I'm in this place alone." Her beautiful voice was different than Avril's but the contrast gave the song an edge that Harry watched her transifixed by her voice.
Draco, on the other hand, wasn't hearing Krista's voice very well through the muffled door. "Alex?"
"G'way."
He walked over to her, swallowing his pride and sat on the floor next to her, sliding his fingertips under her chin and forcing her face up to look at him. What he saw surprised him; a very pissed off young woman, with tears brewing in her eyes, threatening to fall.
"What's wrong?"
Her voice took an icy edge. "Fuck off."
Draco swallowed and tried not to snap back at her. "I'm not going to do that. What's wrong?"
The defiance entered her eyes and she slowly was allowed to blink back the tears before she removed her face from his fingertips. "Nothing's wrong."
His gray eyes became a bit dark and he looked down at her, almost as if she was a younger child. "If you think I'm that stupid, you have another thing coming." Somehow, she raised gracefully from her spot on the floor and stared down at him, her body going to her full height, that being almost five feet. Her back straightened, along with her shoulders and she glared down at the Slytherin. "Fuck off."
He stood up and his eyes narrowed. "That I'm not going to do. Not until you tell me what's wrong." He grabbed her wrist and traced small circles on the underside of it with his thumb,
Her voice caught in her throat and her eyes closed at the small sensation of his touch. "You..." her voice faltered. "Don't need to know what's wrong."
"I don't need to, no, but I would like to." His fingers kept tracing small circles and she tried, unsuccessfully, to pull her hand away.
"My dad is dead..."
He nodded slowly. "I knew that."
"He was killed by a sleazebag henchmen... Y'know? One of Voldemort's final supporters? After the dickhead had fallen?"
He swallowed and closed his eyes, hearing her continue. "This asshole brought his fucking son along. I was only 6 years old at the time, but I still remember those haunting almost blue eyes as they turned icy cold."
Draco's fingers stopped almost instantly and his eyes snapped open. "What are you talking about? You lived in America!"
"I live in America. I've lived here ever since that fateful day. I've rid myself of the British Accent. Wait, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing," Draco's voice trailed and Alex watched his eyes dart around the room, as he dropped her arm.
Her hand came up and caught his chin with her fingers. "It was you. You were that little boy."
Her anger instantly ebbed and she closed her eyes as a few tears started to flow down her cheeks. "Your father..."
Draco nodded, and he watched a few more tears slide down her cheeks and he felt that icy lump that was called a heart jerk around. "Killed yours."
Her eyes snapped open and some of the fire he had seen earlier was in her eyes. "I'll kill him. What type of fucking father brings their son to watch them murder a loving husband and father?"
"A horrible one," Draco told her, closing his eyes, trying to recall the scene again. He opened his eyes again and looked at her, kissing her forehead softly.
She gasped as his lips came in contact with her skin and she let out her breath slowly, feeling the calmness spread throughout her body. She grasped his hand with hers and rested her forehead against his lips, not allowing either of them to move.
"Thank you," she whispered, and his arm wrapped around her shoulder, hugging him to her.
"Anytime, kiddo." Draco inwardly winced as he felt her body tighten. He wished he could take the word back but she pulled out of his one-armed embrace quickly. He could almost see the walls she slowly put up as she collected her bearings.
Finally she was ready to go back out into the room and she smiled softly as Ben jumped off the stage, leaving Joan Jett singing "I love Rock and Roll", tackling her to the ground, hugging her around the waist.
She smiled up at him, and he traced his finger down her nose, smiling down at her. "You alright love?" She nodded slowly, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Ben could almost feel the heated glare he was receiving from Draco and smiled smugly. Alex walked over to them and pulled Ben off, dragging his female counterpart with him.
He unattached her from Ben's side and wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her. "You gonna be ok hun?"
She smiled. "What is it with you two? You never use endearments on me."
"I've just been hanging out with you too much I guess..." he shudders slightly, a teasing smile on his lips.
"It's that shudder you get when you eat something really really sweet," she told him, grinning.
"Of course! Wouldn't have it any other way!"
Derek came up behind them and smacked Alex in the ass. Chalice glared over at them. "Fuck you," she told him, grabbing her now abused butt. "That's not nice."
Stefan came up. "Yeah. That's not."
Donovan slowly came up behind her and smacked her really hard, making her yelp. "Only I get to smack her in the ass."
Hermione leaned over to her two best friends. "She gets so abused."
"I wonder what was wrong," Harry whispered back, leaning his chin onto his fist, as Ron kissed the back of Jasmine's hand. "With the vibes I get from Alex, I don't think she's that much of a drama queen..." his voice trailed off and he watched Draco sitting in the corner. "What's gotten into him? He's usually the biggest prat of all time, and now he's actually seeming to care about this girl."
"Maybe he does?" Jasmine interjected, making Ron snort.
"Yeah right, my flower," he told her, a blush sliding softly over her cheek. Hermione rolled her eyes. "This Draco stick-up-his-ass Malfoy... He can't care about anyone."
"As much as I hate to agree with him," Hermione said, lifting her chin. "I have to. Malfoy doesn't feel for anybody. I don't know what happened to him as a child, but no body's that cold without a reason."
"That's what's getting me thinking about the whole situation. What could he possible want from your younger sister, and conning her by showing he cares?"
Jasmine looked over at him and looked dead into his eyes. "I don't know. Alex doesn't have a lot, mind you. Not anything he couldn't get from somebody else."
"How can you say that? She's your sister!" Hermione said, looking shocked.
"Well, it's true," Ron put it, looking over at Alex, who was talking with Kimber and Ginny. "He could get anything she has from someone else."
"Then why is he concentrating on her?"
"Don't meddle in others affairs," Sabre called in. "It's none of your business."
"Nobody asked you," Ron told her.
"No, but I'm telling you that it's your best intentions to not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you ARE crunchy and good with ketchup." She turned away and walked back over to Chalice and Derek.
Jasmine held her stare with Harry and she felt that connection she had felt earlier, and suddenly her neck started to heat up. She yelped and dropped Ron's hand, bringing it to her own neck as Harry cursed loudly, his own hand flying to his forehead.
Hermione looked over at Harry, not noticing Jasmine's neck pain. "Harry? What's wrong?"
Harry tried to breath through clenched teeth. "Nothing." he whispered. "Scar hurts."
Ron looked blankly from Jasmine over to Harry. "Wait, doesn't it only hurt if." Ron trailed off and Harry got the point.
"That's what I thought," Harry told them. "But what's he doing way out here.?"
"Maybe it's not him," Hermione said, her eyes settling on Jasmine. "What's wrong?"
"Scar." she tried to gasp in air, and Adam ran over to her.
"You're kidding me," he said, wrenching his hand away, trying to see the small scar on her neck. "Fuck," he whispered. "Donovan!"
Donovan and Krista came over and they looked from Harry to Jasmine, where they could see the scar's twitch and throb. Alex followed his brother and he shook his head. "No way," he whispered. "This isn't the time." He walked away into a room upstairs and they all jumped as the door slammed.
Alex walked over to her sister and grabbed her hand. "Sis? What's wrong?"
"I don't know," she coughed out, gripping her sister's fingers. "It never hurts. Not unless." she trailed off.
"I know, I know. Not unless what's-his-fuck, or that one chick is near."
"What chick?" Ron asked, his eyebrows furrowed.
"You'll find out later," Alex told them all, as he walked back down the stairs.
"What are you talking about?" his female counterpart asked him.
"You'll find out," he told her, his eyes telling her silently to not ask about it. She got the message her eyes narrowed. She nodded, and some of the British students looked around.
Ginny walked into the middle of them. "Guys? I'm getting a really bad vibe here," she whispered, looking outside, a soft shiver running through her body. She held her chin up high and flipped her red hair over her shoulder. "Something's not right."
Something tapped on the window of the bus and they all turned quickly. Wood stood and walked over there, opening it slowly, so the owl could drop in it's wet letter. He picked it up and held it out to Alex.
Alex grabbed it and cleared his throat, getting ready to read the contents of the small piece of paper.
"'Get ready, children. The games are about to begin.' It isn't signed. Well, there's the two letters N and V, but that's it."
~*~
Authors note: Alrighty, I know it's taken me forever to get this out, but here it is. I know it doesn't make sense but I decided (on a whim) to speed up the plot some. So next chapter some pretty big points are gonna happen. I hope you all like it! Please review.