Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I own only the character of Fierra Diosa and the plot.
Fierra Diosa woke up as the bright sunlight hit her face at about 8 'o clock in the morning. She wretched the curtains around her bed open as she climbed out of bed. It was Saturday, meaning that there would be no classes today. She dressed into a red jumper and muggle jeans, and headed to the Great Hall for breakfast.
As Fierra sat down to eat her French toast and cornflakes, she caught Draco Malfoy looking at her intently. He quickly looked away as he hurriedly finished his breakfast (toast and eggs, if you are wondering) and bolted out of the Great Hall. Fierra went back to eating her breakfast silently, until Pansy Parkinson plopped down beside her. This wasn't a friendly visit.
"Keep your slimy hands away from my Draco!" Pansy demanded as Fierra turned to face her. "I don't know what you've done to him, but I've seen the look that he's been giving you!"
"My hands are not on 'your' Draco," Fierra stated calmly. "I don't think he fancies you calling him 'yours', anyway, Pansy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go to the Library to do a bit of homework." Fierra stood up and left Pansy.
Draco had nowhere else to go to get away from Fierra, so he headed to the Library. He was confused and wasn't sure exactly how he felt. He marched inside, grabbed a random book, and pretended to read. He didn't notice when Fierra also entered the Library.
She sat down beside him, not actually realizing that it was Draco Malfoy that she was sitting with, as the book that he was "reading" hid his face. Fierra picked up her Divination homework and started filling out her stars chart for the month.
After a few minutes, Malfoy got tired of "reading" and Fierra finished her homework. Malfoy looked to his side and was utterly surprised to find Fierra sitting there. Fierra turned and noticed him as well.
"Fancy seeing you here, Draco," Fierra said casually. She gathered up her things and stood up to leave.
"Same with you, Fierra. I see you've got some work done?" Malfoy asked. He glanced at her Divination textbook.
"Oh, yes. Although I don't know why I put up with this Divination stuff. It seems like a whole load of codswallop," Fierra stated. "I'd better get going. It's almost time for lunch."
"Oh, hang on. I'll come with you," Malfoy said as he hurriedly joined Fierra. They both exited the library.
As they passed the entrance to the Slytherin common room, Malfoy remembered something and rushed inside. Fierra, seeing that she had no need to go into the common room with him, waited patiently outside. The Head Boy, Harry Potter, and the Head Girl, Hermione Granger, passed her, giving her icy stares. Fierra just smiled back at them, not caring if they liked her or not. Malfoy, coming out of the common room, noticed this.
"I see you've acquainted with Potter and the Mudblood," Malfoy said spitefully.
"Granger's a Mudblood?" Fierra asked with surprise. Malfoy nodded.
"Yeah. It's a shame she's got such talent. We should get going," Malfoy said, leading the way to the Great Hall, where many students were sitting, eating their lunch and talking amongst each other. The two sat down at the Slytherin table, and Pansy approached them.
"Oh, hi, Draco!" she giggled gleefully as she put her arms around his neck. She turned to Fierra and gave her the iciest stare of the day, far colder than the ones that Potter and Granger gave her earlier. Pansy let go of Malfoy's neck and sat between him and Fierra, making Fierra scowl.
"I seriously don't appreciate you mutilating my neck, Pansy," Malfoy said as he rubbed it. "Don't sit there either, Fierra was sitting there. Go on, Pansy. Move somewhere else," he commanded.
Pansy stood up, scowled heavily, and moved to Malfoy's other side, where she gave Fierra a glare so cold, it might've froze the pumpkin juice sitting in front of her. Fierra, taking no notice of this, moved closer to Malfoy, and started eating her lunch.
"So, Draco, have you finished your Defence Against the Dark Arts homework? You can copy mine if you like," Pansy said as sweetly as she could, while batting her eyelashes.
"What? Oh, no, that's all right, Pansy, I'm finished," Malfoy said, barely paying attention to her. He seemed deeply interested in his lunch.
Pansy's face fell. "Oh, all right then," she said, picking at her lunch.
Malfoy finished his lunch and got ready to leave. "I've got to go meet Crabbe and Goyle. I'll see you later," he said. Pansy and Fierra weren't sure about whom he said it to, but both said goodbye.
"Honestly, Crabbe and Goyle aren't the brightest bunch in this school," Pansy said with a lot of air.
Speak for yourself, Fierra thought. She gave Pansy a forced smile, which she didn't return, and left for the common room.
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I've got an ending! ^_^ I would be wrapping this one soon, I think⦠Or not. It might last the whole school year, if I can think of enough ideas. Please keep reviewing, as they are appreciated! Thanks to Chewy for editing some of the story, lol.
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