Chapter Three: An Interesting Conversation
She awoke the next morning and saw a single ray of sunlight spilling in through the window. I wonder what time it is..she thought and looked over at her wristwatch, which was lying on her nightstand. She picked it up and stared at its hands, not comprehending what she saw. It was much too early to be thinking. She rubbed her eyes and looked at it again. Six thirty..I have an hour before breakfast..hmm..well I'm not tired enough to fall asleep again.. She looked around at her fellow Slytherin Sixth Year roomates. She saw her three 'friends', Collette, Laurel, and Tilly, all sound asleep. In the corner bed, she saw Pansy Parkinson, looking lost in a dream, as her mouth was wide open. Atleast I made friends with the RIGHT people in my year.. She got dressed quickly and headed down to the commonroom.
She almost stumbled down the stairs, but she caught herself by grabbing a hold of the wall just before she knew she would have fallen. I really need to pay attention to those steps.. She emerged into the common room and looked around. She loved the familiarity of this room, it was her home-away-from-home. She had spent numerous hours there with her 'friends' in the past five years. The moments she had enjoyed there, they were very fond to her. But something was different this year, something she didn't quite understand.. She looked around, trying to figure out if she was alone or not. She sat down into a chair in the back of the common room, away from anyone who might possibly be there. I wonder what classes I have today.. She took out her schedule and glanced down. Double Divination? That's going to be positively horrible.
Glancing over her schedule, she heard a sound. It sounded like a chair, swivelling around its base. She looked up, and there was Draco Malfoy, staring right back at her. Draco..what is he doing here? Oh well, best to make conversation.. "Hi, Draco. Kind of early, don't you think?" she said hopefully, hoping he wouldn't take this as anything more than normal conversation.
"Hey Kimball..oh I don't think it's that early, I'm usually down here at this time anyways. What made you get up early today? You're not usually here at this time.." He said and then grinned, looking at her. I wonder what Draco does, getting up so early, EVERY morning?
"Oh, I just couldn't sleep." She stared at the ground, not knowing what to say next. But Draco helped her out with that.
"I'm sorry to hear that. I never sleep past six o'clock, my father never allowed me to. He always said sleeping was a waste of time." he told her. She was somewhat surprised by this. Draco's father doesn't let him sleep late..ever?
"Oh, that must be kind of awful, sometimes I just love to sleep late." she thought of the numerous times over the summer on which she had slept almost until lunch. She knew she would miss those times in a very short while.
"Well, I can't miss that which I don't know." he stated. Wow, Draco is smarter than he looks, I must say.
"Very true." she stopped talking for a few moments, not sure of what to say. "So...do anything interesting over the summer?" Am I actually having a normal conversation with Draco? This is a first..
"Not really, we never usually go anywhere for vacation. My father is very busy, work is just so hectic for him. I spent a large amount of my time with my mother." he said, not even thinking about what Kimball was thinking.
"Oh, well maybe you'll have some fun at school this year." What am I saying? I don't know. Just look cool. She smiled at him, hoping he'd catch her. Which he did.
"School isn't too much fun. In fact, it's rather a bore. But with scarhead here, now, THAT is fun.." he trailed off, obviously remembering earlier times in which he'd had fun making fun of Potter.
"Oh, I must admit, listening to you go on about Potter sure is fun." she let out a giggle. "So, do you know when the first quidditch game is?" she tried making conversation again.
"It's not for a while, we haven't even begun practice yet. I mean, today IS the first day of school.." Draco said. She looked somewhat embarrased, realising her mistake.
"Oh yes, I just figured perhaps you had gotten a quidditch schedule with your class schedule." She tried to make herself seem less stupid.
"Well, you are right, because usually we do, but I think that Dumbledore's grown to old to keep himself organized. Bloody school.." he muttered the end to himself.
She laughed and said "Well, when you get a schedule, let me know. But now, I think I'm going to go get some breakfast." she got up as if to leave.
"Oh, I'll let you know. But don't go just yet, I don't think it's time for breakfast yet, barely anyone is even awake." Both of them glanced around the nearly empty commonroom, and saw only a few others.
"Oh, I think I'm just hungry. I didn't have much dinner.." she trailed off. He doesn't care what I had for dinner..I wonder why he's even talking to me..
"Well, breakfast will be soon enough.." he seemed to want to tell her something, but then thought the better of it. "I think I'm going to go freshen up a bit, I'll see you at breakfast." He got up and headed up the stairs through which Kimball herself had almost tripped.
Wow, I haven't even been here for twenty-four hours, and already this year is pretty different. My friends aren't talking to me, but Draco is..how interesting. She kept on that train of thought as she watched the commonroom fill up, and then she met up with her friends, who were leaving for breakfast. She followed them out of the commonroom and up to the Great Hall.
