Midnight gasped as a familiar voice seemed to reach out to her. Reaching
to the voice she forced herself to blink. As she did so, the sound of the
crackling fire and the blurry image of her surroundings seemed to hit her
like a brick wall. Blinking a few times again she looked to the person who
had spoken to her. Midnight's vision was still wavering as she tried to
focus. However, it wasn't working that well. "Oh damn, hang on." Midnight
said as she rubbed her eyes. "Ok, Malfoy. What does your sorry ass want
now." She said simply as she finally matched him stare for stare as she
focused on his pale face.
Reclining against the cushion headrest of his chair, Draco grinned at Midnight's loathful expression.
The girl had finally come to life.
"No need to get testy, Little Miss *Riddle*..." Draco slurred, flicking a stray ash off his sleeve. He then rose out of his seat and sauntered over to where she was sitting. "Y'know...word's going about that you've got nowhere to go for the Yule Break..." he said, draping his arm across the back of her chair. "My father suggested I invite a friend to stay at Malfoy Manor for the season--" pausing, he allowed her to digest his vague proposal and then, with a short laugh, he continued, "Of course-- I told him you' would *hardly* consent... after all, Voldemort's daughter most certainly has more *important* things to do than posing as a pampered guest, being showered with presents.... that sort of thing." Malfoy waited with baited breath for her reaction... He knew it would be interesting no matter what she said.
Midnight continued to stare, but this time she had a mysterious twinkle in her violet depths. She sighed heavily as she rolled her eyes at Draco. She snorted softly as she thought of what he had said. Brushing aside a stray strand of hair from her shoulder, she looked back at the fireplace, away from Draco's gaze. As she looked into the hearth, she felt uneasy, as she knew that Draco was watching her and expecting some sort of reply. Be it what he wanted or not. She continued to gaze, surprised that she felt herself actually thinking of the idea. She truly did have nowhere to go for the holidays. Draco's father extending an invitation like that amused her-- knowing the elder Malfoy's reputation... there had to be an ulterior motive.
Well, playing "guest", she could certainly take advantage of their generosity and have a hell of a good time doing it...
Finally turning back to Draco she gave him a strange sort of grin playing in her lips, as though it dared one to think it not there. "Yes. isn't your father. hmm. *Lucius*?" she said calmly, watching to see Draco's expression of her calling him by his first name. "Well, I suppose I could come. I have nothing better to do with my time." Midnight smiled, knowing that Draco had gotten her answer straight enough.
Draco folded his arms, trying not to look too surprised. "Nothing better to do with your time eh? Hm. I was picturing you up to something... daddy dark lord might need the *chamber* cleaned up for company, perhaps?" He said with a sarcastic laugh.
Malfoy stared hard at the girl, his gray eyes appraising her beauty. Her reception to his offer was just a bit off...and it made him nervous. Normally he didn't like sharing his treasured holiday break with anyone. And although Midnight was eye candy, she was also an ambitious little witch...
His father's "plan" better be a good one to put him through this.
"Don't push it Draco." Midnight snapped as she glared at Draco, her eyes flashing malevolently against the dying light of the fireplace. She watched Draco's handsome eyes look her over as she sat there. She just stared back, looking into his steely grey eyes with her's, as they both sat there, listening to the storm quickly die down.
Feeling her cheeks warming, she abruptly stood up, smoothing her robes out evenly as if she had suddenly taken an abrupt interest in them. Looking around she sighed deeply as she gave Draco a short grin. "Well, I hate to break up this *lovely* little chat, but I do have better things to do with my time. No matter what the likes of *you* think." She finished curtly as she turned on her heels and with a flurry of her robes, disappeared out of the common room door.
Draco glared; arms folded and watch her leave. He stood up and exited the common area and made his way into the half-lit dungeon corridor. He looked from side to side, his eyes straining to make out anything with the eerily dim light coming from the torches in the brackets. However, some sudden movement caught him out of the corner of his eye. Swiveling around, he caught sight of Midnight's foot turning the corner on the left.
Malfoy slid along the stonewall following her quietly through the maze of the lower level, feeling lucky that Filch didn't frequent the dungeons. basically because he and Snape didn't like one another that much.... Continuing, he caught sight of Midnight going into one of the old abandoned classrooms that were scattered throughout the school. He followed her a distance and then slowly crept into the room and stood silently; listening to the clicking of her heels... then suddenly they stopped. He looked around the pillar and saw a very interesting sight....
Midnight was standing in front of a very impressive ornate mirror, wearing a mesmerized expression on her pretty face as she looked into its reflection, her....
~*~
Yo, Midnight talkin'. Hey, I just want to take the time to thank EVERYONE for all the reviews! I never though that we'd get so many reviews in such a short period of time! It's totally great of all you guys. You guys are just so supportive. So again, thanks so much!
And this is Alex. I can hardly believe your generous comments toward this, my first fan-fic collaboration. Midi and I both have enjoyed putting our head together on this. Hope we can meet with your expectations!! We'll try to surprise you and tantalize you chapter to chapter!! *wink wink*
Thanks Again!
~Alex
Reclining against the cushion headrest of his chair, Draco grinned at Midnight's loathful expression.
The girl had finally come to life.
"No need to get testy, Little Miss *Riddle*..." Draco slurred, flicking a stray ash off his sleeve. He then rose out of his seat and sauntered over to where she was sitting. "Y'know...word's going about that you've got nowhere to go for the Yule Break..." he said, draping his arm across the back of her chair. "My father suggested I invite a friend to stay at Malfoy Manor for the season--" pausing, he allowed her to digest his vague proposal and then, with a short laugh, he continued, "Of course-- I told him you' would *hardly* consent... after all, Voldemort's daughter most certainly has more *important* things to do than posing as a pampered guest, being showered with presents.... that sort of thing." Malfoy waited with baited breath for her reaction... He knew it would be interesting no matter what she said.
Midnight continued to stare, but this time she had a mysterious twinkle in her violet depths. She sighed heavily as she rolled her eyes at Draco. She snorted softly as she thought of what he had said. Brushing aside a stray strand of hair from her shoulder, she looked back at the fireplace, away from Draco's gaze. As she looked into the hearth, she felt uneasy, as she knew that Draco was watching her and expecting some sort of reply. Be it what he wanted or not. She continued to gaze, surprised that she felt herself actually thinking of the idea. She truly did have nowhere to go for the holidays. Draco's father extending an invitation like that amused her-- knowing the elder Malfoy's reputation... there had to be an ulterior motive.
Well, playing "guest", she could certainly take advantage of their generosity and have a hell of a good time doing it...
Finally turning back to Draco she gave him a strange sort of grin playing in her lips, as though it dared one to think it not there. "Yes. isn't your father. hmm. *Lucius*?" she said calmly, watching to see Draco's expression of her calling him by his first name. "Well, I suppose I could come. I have nothing better to do with my time." Midnight smiled, knowing that Draco had gotten her answer straight enough.
Draco folded his arms, trying not to look too surprised. "Nothing better to do with your time eh? Hm. I was picturing you up to something... daddy dark lord might need the *chamber* cleaned up for company, perhaps?" He said with a sarcastic laugh.
Malfoy stared hard at the girl, his gray eyes appraising her beauty. Her reception to his offer was just a bit off...and it made him nervous. Normally he didn't like sharing his treasured holiday break with anyone. And although Midnight was eye candy, she was also an ambitious little witch...
His father's "plan" better be a good one to put him through this.
"Don't push it Draco." Midnight snapped as she glared at Draco, her eyes flashing malevolently against the dying light of the fireplace. She watched Draco's handsome eyes look her over as she sat there. She just stared back, looking into his steely grey eyes with her's, as they both sat there, listening to the storm quickly die down.
Feeling her cheeks warming, she abruptly stood up, smoothing her robes out evenly as if she had suddenly taken an abrupt interest in them. Looking around she sighed deeply as she gave Draco a short grin. "Well, I hate to break up this *lovely* little chat, but I do have better things to do with my time. No matter what the likes of *you* think." She finished curtly as she turned on her heels and with a flurry of her robes, disappeared out of the common room door.
Draco glared; arms folded and watch her leave. He stood up and exited the common area and made his way into the half-lit dungeon corridor. He looked from side to side, his eyes straining to make out anything with the eerily dim light coming from the torches in the brackets. However, some sudden movement caught him out of the corner of his eye. Swiveling around, he caught sight of Midnight's foot turning the corner on the left.
Malfoy slid along the stonewall following her quietly through the maze of the lower level, feeling lucky that Filch didn't frequent the dungeons. basically because he and Snape didn't like one another that much.... Continuing, he caught sight of Midnight going into one of the old abandoned classrooms that were scattered throughout the school. He followed her a distance and then slowly crept into the room and stood silently; listening to the clicking of her heels... then suddenly they stopped. He looked around the pillar and saw a very interesting sight....
Midnight was standing in front of a very impressive ornate mirror, wearing a mesmerized expression on her pretty face as she looked into its reflection, her....
~*~
Yo, Midnight talkin'. Hey, I just want to take the time to thank EVERYONE for all the reviews! I never though that we'd get so many reviews in such a short period of time! It's totally great of all you guys. You guys are just so supportive. So again, thanks so much!
And this is Alex. I can hardly believe your generous comments toward this, my first fan-fic collaboration. Midi and I both have enjoyed putting our head together on this. Hope we can meet with your expectations!! We'll try to surprise you and tantalize you chapter to chapter!! *wink wink*
Thanks Again!
~Alex