Note:: In the first chapter I put that HP was in the same year as Aldrea
and Tobias. Sorry but that's wrong. HP is actually two years younger than
them. I will change the first chapter whenever possible. Just wanted to let
you know. Peace.
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Aldrea opened her eyes and smiled as the sun's rays touched her face. Then it all came back to her. She growled in frustration and slammed her face against her pillow. She cursed in a muffled sort of way.
She finally got up and flipped her legs over the edge of her bed and-
"Fuck!" she cursed, as she saw the pile of books tumble over and she moaned. Oh, she did not want to pick up a pile of books, especially since she was already late for breakfast.
After a long time, she reached the Great Hall just as most people were finishing up their breakfast. She went over to Isobel's place in the Slytherin table. She plucked a piece of toast up from Isobel's mostly untouched plate of food. Isobel looked up at her warily.
"Eat." Aldrea commanded Isobel, shoving another piece of toast towards her mouth. "Let's go, I don't want an anorexic friend, okay?"
Isobel looked down at herself and smiled sheepishly, "I do look a bit fat, don't you think?" Aldrea rolled her eyes at the comment. Isobel had a good body, and she knew it. Not that she strutted it...much. She knew how to use her body as an advantage over people and wasn't troubled to use it to get what she wanted.
"Let's move it, Isobel. We have class soon and I want you to eat something before we get there." Aldrea urged. Isobel gave in and nibbled her toast quietly.
Aldrea grinned, proud of herself.
She felt a soft touch by her shoulder. As if someone had wanted to tap her on the shoulder but had thought better of it. They had touched her anyway, and now her attention had been caught.
Aldrea spun around, ready to face Lee Jordan, as she suspected it was.
Instead she found herself staring into the deepest blue eyes she had seen in her life. They looked quite a bit like Lee's but these were so deep. She felt herself sinking in them, down into a bottomless pit of blue.
"Aldrea, is it?" he asked, in a loud, deep voice. She shook her head, trying to get those strange eyes out of her head. She wasn't ready for love, anyway.
"Yeah," she managed weakly.
"Well," he began, nervously, "are you okay? I mean yesterday-" he faded off, and Aldrea realized where she had seen the figure before. He had been the one to save her from Lee the night before. Clint.
"I'm fine. I can deal. So, you're Clint, right?" she asked, trying to sound casual.
"Are you sure? If you need to talk or something-"
"I'm fine, really. I can deal with Lee Jordan."
"Can you? Like you did last night?" Clint asked, sardonically. Then he stopped and sounded apologetic. "Sorry, I didn't mean that. It just came out. I meant, I mean, I just want you to be all right, okay? You seem like a nice enough girl."
It wasn't much of a compliment, but Aldrea wasn't used to getting compliments in the first place, so she blushed like crazy and tried to hide it behind her hair. But her hair was too thin and she felt embarrassed that he could see that she was uncomfortable. "Thanks."
"Aldrea?" Isobel, her new gray eyes looking at her curiously, took hold of her arm and pulled slightly. "We better be going if you want to get to class on time. I don't think old Snape will be glad to see us late."
Aldrea nodded, disappointed. "Maybe we can talk later!" she cried out to Clint as she was dragged away by Isobel. Clint nodded and then was blocked by the doorway.
"Isobel, what is up your ass?" Aldrea hissed, pissed that Isobel had ruined her conversation with Clint.
"Snape is what is up my ass. He's always on my fucking case. How I should be in some other house and shit. I don't want to give him another excuse to complain about me."
"Oh." Aldrea answered simply. She had thought that maybe Isobel was jealous of the male attention she had been getting. But that had never been Izzy's way. Guys weren't her strong point, no matter what her figure was like.
They barely got to class on time and both Isobel and Aldrea were panting by the time they got to class. They got yelled at for entering the classroom in an improper manner. Ten points off of Gryfindder.
"Jeez!" Rilee muttered. "Just because Aldrea does like to wake up early does mean WE have to suffer for it, do we?"
"Obviously we do," a girl next to her answered. They both snickered. Snape glared at them menacingly. They quieted down.
Lee took out his wand slowly, so that no one would see him do it. He pulled out an extra piece of parchment from under his book. His quill moved quickly until the note was finished. Then he mumbled a spell under his breath and the folded piece of parchment flew straight and true right to Aldrea's desk.
Or it would have if Isobel had not felt it. She had noticed some noises from the back of the room. Her ears were very well toned, unlike most of her other senses. But that was enough. She turned around just in time to the note flying through the air. Isobel growled and snatched the letter in mid-air.
She rolled it up into a ball and shot it into the garbage can. Snape gave her a look and took five points off Gryfinder. Half the class mumbled abuse to Isobel, but she could have cared less. Whatever was in that letter could not have been good. She would never know, but maybe that was a good thing.
Lee glared angrily at Isobel. Okay, she had no right to interfere in Aldrea and his conflicts. This was about him and her, and Isobel better not stick her nose where it didn't fuckin belong because maybe she would find herself holding her nose.
He didn't know that Isobel could probably reach out, block whatever punch he would try on her and break his neck in less than a minute. If she wanted. Luckily for him, he never had a chance to, and unfortunately for her, neither did she.
Aldrea went threw classes in a bubble. All the information was sliding of the bubble, and she was in her own little dream world.
"Miss Chant. Miss Chant! Excuse me, MISS CHANT!"
Isobel elbowed Aldrea hard. Aldrea yelped in surprise and pain. Then she noticed everyone's eyes on her. She blushed and looked down.
"So, what may your answer be, Miss Chant? Or were you suddenly deaf and didn't hear a word I said?" the professor said sarcastically.
"I'll take the last one," Aldrea whispered.
Tobias looked over at Aldrea, raising his eyebrow. Was Aldrea seriously talking back to the teacher? No way. Fuck, what was up her ass? She never did anything wrong in class, if she could help it. She knew that she needed good grades to get a job. Because Aunt Jane wasn't going to support them any more than she had to.
"Miss Chant? I will not allow any that attitude in here from you, understand? Unless you wish to see me after class."
"Well, then, FUCK YOU!" Aldrea yelled, jumping up from her seat. She snatched up her bag and her papers. Then, after sticking out the middle finger at the professor, she ran out the door and the surprised students could no longer see her.
Tobias stood up, gave the professor an apologetic grin before he ran after her.
Isobel was getting up, as well when she caught Rilee's glare. It was as if Rilee was daring her to get up. Oh yeah, Isobel thought, narrowing her eyes angrily, I'll take up that challenge, bitch.
She stayed in her seat, until it went through her head that Aldrea was her FRIEND, and that following her would have nothing to do with Tobias OR Rilee. Oh, yeah. Oops. Then she sprinted through the door, before anyone would know she had even hesitated.
She found Tobias standing in front of the bathroom door, staring it down. Isobel stood before the door, staring at HIM. Finally he glanced over at her. She had her hands on her hips as if waiting for him to speak. But it was she who spoke.
"So, what are you waiting for?" She asked crossly.
"Uh, as if you haven't noticed, this is a GIRLS' bathroom," he said as if that cleared up everything.
"Uh, as if you haven't noticed, Aldrea is YOUR sister!" Isobel retorted. "Jeez, it's good to know that you care much about your sister." With that she turned and walked in, not even giving him a livid glance.
Tobias sighed and resolutely set off toward the door. As soon he walked through the door, he heard the soft voices muffled and low.
As he went closer to the last stall he was able to pick out their voices. "Come on, Aldy." Isobel was saying.
"No. I can't go BACK. I mean, I just made a fool out of myself." Aldrea was repeating.
"So what? It's not like you should care what Snape thinks anyway!" Isobel answered back, irritately.
"He can FAIL me, Izzy. Then what? I can't have that. Me and Tobias won't survive. Aunt Jane will let us go as soon as we turn eighteen. Not good for us, though it is very good for her."
"I know, isn't it?" Tobias said, breaking into their conversation. Both girls turned to stare at him. He blushed slightly and crossed his arms.
"Tobias!" Aldrea cried in surprised. "This is GIRLS' room!"
"Actually, it isn't so much a girls' room, as it is out of order. That's pretty much the only reason I-"
"Oooooooh! Visitors!" cried a voice, as a white figure swooped down from somehwhere in the ceiling. "I haven't had many since Harry and his friends stopped coming. It's dreeeeeeeadfully lonely here, all by myself. Of coarse, no one cares about little old me." She throws herself on the floor. "Oh woe, woe, woe is meeeeeee."
Aldrea gave her a small look, and not for very long. But Myrtle saw it. "Oooooooh! You dreadful thing! You have no feelings. Just because I AM a ghost, does not mean I am blind!" She ducked behind a stall door. A second later she peaked out, so only her eyes could be seen.
"What's YOUR name?" she asked shyly, staring at Tobias. Tobias blushed slightly and muttered, "Tobias."
"Tobias.What a-"
"We should be getting back to class, don't you think?" Aldrea asked loudly, interrupting Myrtle's answer. A growl was heard from the stall and Myrtle's eyes disappeared.
Isobel took this opportunity to drag both Tobias and Aldrea out of the bathroom. "Jeez. Remind me never to go in THAT bathroom again."
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Aldrea opened her eyes and smiled as the sun's rays touched her face. Then it all came back to her. She growled in frustration and slammed her face against her pillow. She cursed in a muffled sort of way.
She finally got up and flipped her legs over the edge of her bed and-
"Fuck!" she cursed, as she saw the pile of books tumble over and she moaned. Oh, she did not want to pick up a pile of books, especially since she was already late for breakfast.
After a long time, she reached the Great Hall just as most people were finishing up their breakfast. She went over to Isobel's place in the Slytherin table. She plucked a piece of toast up from Isobel's mostly untouched plate of food. Isobel looked up at her warily.
"Eat." Aldrea commanded Isobel, shoving another piece of toast towards her mouth. "Let's go, I don't want an anorexic friend, okay?"
Isobel looked down at herself and smiled sheepishly, "I do look a bit fat, don't you think?" Aldrea rolled her eyes at the comment. Isobel had a good body, and she knew it. Not that she strutted it...much. She knew how to use her body as an advantage over people and wasn't troubled to use it to get what she wanted.
"Let's move it, Isobel. We have class soon and I want you to eat something before we get there." Aldrea urged. Isobel gave in and nibbled her toast quietly.
Aldrea grinned, proud of herself.
She felt a soft touch by her shoulder. As if someone had wanted to tap her on the shoulder but had thought better of it. They had touched her anyway, and now her attention had been caught.
Aldrea spun around, ready to face Lee Jordan, as she suspected it was.
Instead she found herself staring into the deepest blue eyes she had seen in her life. They looked quite a bit like Lee's but these were so deep. She felt herself sinking in them, down into a bottomless pit of blue.
"Aldrea, is it?" he asked, in a loud, deep voice. She shook her head, trying to get those strange eyes out of her head. She wasn't ready for love, anyway.
"Yeah," she managed weakly.
"Well," he began, nervously, "are you okay? I mean yesterday-" he faded off, and Aldrea realized where she had seen the figure before. He had been the one to save her from Lee the night before. Clint.
"I'm fine. I can deal. So, you're Clint, right?" she asked, trying to sound casual.
"Are you sure? If you need to talk or something-"
"I'm fine, really. I can deal with Lee Jordan."
"Can you? Like you did last night?" Clint asked, sardonically. Then he stopped and sounded apologetic. "Sorry, I didn't mean that. It just came out. I meant, I mean, I just want you to be all right, okay? You seem like a nice enough girl."
It wasn't much of a compliment, but Aldrea wasn't used to getting compliments in the first place, so she blushed like crazy and tried to hide it behind her hair. But her hair was too thin and she felt embarrassed that he could see that she was uncomfortable. "Thanks."
"Aldrea?" Isobel, her new gray eyes looking at her curiously, took hold of her arm and pulled slightly. "We better be going if you want to get to class on time. I don't think old Snape will be glad to see us late."
Aldrea nodded, disappointed. "Maybe we can talk later!" she cried out to Clint as she was dragged away by Isobel. Clint nodded and then was blocked by the doorway.
"Isobel, what is up your ass?" Aldrea hissed, pissed that Isobel had ruined her conversation with Clint.
"Snape is what is up my ass. He's always on my fucking case. How I should be in some other house and shit. I don't want to give him another excuse to complain about me."
"Oh." Aldrea answered simply. She had thought that maybe Isobel was jealous of the male attention she had been getting. But that had never been Izzy's way. Guys weren't her strong point, no matter what her figure was like.
They barely got to class on time and both Isobel and Aldrea were panting by the time they got to class. They got yelled at for entering the classroom in an improper manner. Ten points off of Gryfindder.
"Jeez!" Rilee muttered. "Just because Aldrea does like to wake up early does mean WE have to suffer for it, do we?"
"Obviously we do," a girl next to her answered. They both snickered. Snape glared at them menacingly. They quieted down.
Lee took out his wand slowly, so that no one would see him do it. He pulled out an extra piece of parchment from under his book. His quill moved quickly until the note was finished. Then he mumbled a spell under his breath and the folded piece of parchment flew straight and true right to Aldrea's desk.
Or it would have if Isobel had not felt it. She had noticed some noises from the back of the room. Her ears were very well toned, unlike most of her other senses. But that was enough. She turned around just in time to the note flying through the air. Isobel growled and snatched the letter in mid-air.
She rolled it up into a ball and shot it into the garbage can. Snape gave her a look and took five points off Gryfinder. Half the class mumbled abuse to Isobel, but she could have cared less. Whatever was in that letter could not have been good. She would never know, but maybe that was a good thing.
Lee glared angrily at Isobel. Okay, she had no right to interfere in Aldrea and his conflicts. This was about him and her, and Isobel better not stick her nose where it didn't fuckin belong because maybe she would find herself holding her nose.
He didn't know that Isobel could probably reach out, block whatever punch he would try on her and break his neck in less than a minute. If she wanted. Luckily for him, he never had a chance to, and unfortunately for her, neither did she.
Aldrea went threw classes in a bubble. All the information was sliding of the bubble, and she was in her own little dream world.
"Miss Chant. Miss Chant! Excuse me, MISS CHANT!"
Isobel elbowed Aldrea hard. Aldrea yelped in surprise and pain. Then she noticed everyone's eyes on her. She blushed and looked down.
"So, what may your answer be, Miss Chant? Or were you suddenly deaf and didn't hear a word I said?" the professor said sarcastically.
"I'll take the last one," Aldrea whispered.
Tobias looked over at Aldrea, raising his eyebrow. Was Aldrea seriously talking back to the teacher? No way. Fuck, what was up her ass? She never did anything wrong in class, if she could help it. She knew that she needed good grades to get a job. Because Aunt Jane wasn't going to support them any more than she had to.
"Miss Chant? I will not allow any that attitude in here from you, understand? Unless you wish to see me after class."
"Well, then, FUCK YOU!" Aldrea yelled, jumping up from her seat. She snatched up her bag and her papers. Then, after sticking out the middle finger at the professor, she ran out the door and the surprised students could no longer see her.
Tobias stood up, gave the professor an apologetic grin before he ran after her.
Isobel was getting up, as well when she caught Rilee's glare. It was as if Rilee was daring her to get up. Oh yeah, Isobel thought, narrowing her eyes angrily, I'll take up that challenge, bitch.
She stayed in her seat, until it went through her head that Aldrea was her FRIEND, and that following her would have nothing to do with Tobias OR Rilee. Oh, yeah. Oops. Then she sprinted through the door, before anyone would know she had even hesitated.
She found Tobias standing in front of the bathroom door, staring it down. Isobel stood before the door, staring at HIM. Finally he glanced over at her. She had her hands on her hips as if waiting for him to speak. But it was she who spoke.
"So, what are you waiting for?" She asked crossly.
"Uh, as if you haven't noticed, this is a GIRLS' bathroom," he said as if that cleared up everything.
"Uh, as if you haven't noticed, Aldrea is YOUR sister!" Isobel retorted. "Jeez, it's good to know that you care much about your sister." With that she turned and walked in, not even giving him a livid glance.
Tobias sighed and resolutely set off toward the door. As soon he walked through the door, he heard the soft voices muffled and low.
As he went closer to the last stall he was able to pick out their voices. "Come on, Aldy." Isobel was saying.
"No. I can't go BACK. I mean, I just made a fool out of myself." Aldrea was repeating.
"So what? It's not like you should care what Snape thinks anyway!" Isobel answered back, irritately.
"He can FAIL me, Izzy. Then what? I can't have that. Me and Tobias won't survive. Aunt Jane will let us go as soon as we turn eighteen. Not good for us, though it is very good for her."
"I know, isn't it?" Tobias said, breaking into their conversation. Both girls turned to stare at him. He blushed slightly and crossed his arms.
"Tobias!" Aldrea cried in surprised. "This is GIRLS' room!"
"Actually, it isn't so much a girls' room, as it is out of order. That's pretty much the only reason I-"
"Oooooooh! Visitors!" cried a voice, as a white figure swooped down from somehwhere in the ceiling. "I haven't had many since Harry and his friends stopped coming. It's dreeeeeeeadfully lonely here, all by myself. Of coarse, no one cares about little old me." She throws herself on the floor. "Oh woe, woe, woe is meeeeeee."
Aldrea gave her a small look, and not for very long. But Myrtle saw it. "Oooooooh! You dreadful thing! You have no feelings. Just because I AM a ghost, does not mean I am blind!" She ducked behind a stall door. A second later she peaked out, so only her eyes could be seen.
"What's YOUR name?" she asked shyly, staring at Tobias. Tobias blushed slightly and muttered, "Tobias."
"Tobias.What a-"
"We should be getting back to class, don't you think?" Aldrea asked loudly, interrupting Myrtle's answer. A growl was heard from the stall and Myrtle's eyes disappeared.
Isobel took this opportunity to drag both Tobias and Aldrea out of the bathroom. "Jeez. Remind me never to go in THAT bathroom again."
