Summary: Emily Lorelei O'Leary, formerly known as Emilia, is a witch in her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yes she is a witch, but is that the only unique quality she possesses? Read on to find out.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Emily O'Leary, Mallory, Kitty, (or any other characters you don't recognize) and the plot, otherwise it is all JKR's.
A/N: this chapter is kind of confusing… if you don't understand anything, just put your questions in a review and I'll answer them when I upload a new chapter.
The Three Broomsticks was loud and rowdy, for all the young kids have left. Instead of going right through the main door, Emily led Draco to a restroom. The rain came down much harder, and when Emily was opening the door the thunder clapped rather loud, and Draco practically jumped into her arms.
"So, the infamous Draco Malfoy is afraid of thunder eh?" Emily laughed.
Draco then started laughing as they entered the restroom.
"Well, I didn't expect you to laugh about that… but then again you are unpredictable," she said as she placed her cloak on the sink.
"No, I am not laughing about that, its just that well.. you are wearing a white blouse… and we just came in from the rain… and well, I didn't know you were so well-rounded." And he started laughing uncontrollably.
"I didn't know you were so immature. You are acting as though you never saw female body parts before, and I was told you were the 'Slytherin Sex god'…" Emily smirked tauntingly as she approached him.
"Well, don't believe everything you hear… who said that anyway?" Draco asked as followed suit and took off his cloak.
Emily giggled and said, "Pansy… said you and her, had quite a 'ball' after the Yule Ball…"
Draco laughed and took her hand, "if you want to believe that you can, I mean if she says a peck on the cheek is a 'ball' then we could be having a fiesta right about now…"
They both laughed and Emily sat on the sink.
"Ok well enough of this.. I am quite thirsty. Ok well remember when you asked how I didn't use a wand, and that it was dark magic?" Draco nodded, as she continued, "well, we have to change our appearances ok? I kind of possessed myself so I can take on the body of her. You on the other hand, well I can take care of that. Got it?"
Draco was slightly dumbfounded, but caught on. "So will you tell me the story later?" He asked as she took out her wand.
"If you want… Ok, well, be quiet real quick."
Emily turned around and stood still. Her hair became shorter and blond. She looked into the mirror and saw she became taller. Her eyes were now silver, and her and Draco looked like twins.
"Ok well you are… well I don't know what you are… but its my turn." Draco said in awe.
"Stand still. . . " Emily turned to him and said a spell.
Draco turned into the mirror and gasped. He had haphazard black hair, like Harry's, and honey brown eyes, he was clad in black (a/n: black coat, black shoes, black hat, Cadillac.. muahaha Rancid.. anyway…) "I look like my uncle Acerbus. And now that I think of it, you look like my cousin Decorus…"
"What is with this crazy names in your family?" Emily smirked and walked towards him.
"Well Acerbus means 'dark, evil' which he is… and Decorus means 'beautiful, pretty'. But we call her Decora… but anyway can we go now?"
Emily smiled sweetly as she turned around, and glided her finger on the sink, "Yeah, well call me, Kitty, and you shall be Acerbus."
Draco shrugged and nodded.
As they entered the Three Broomsticks, Madam Rosemerta greeted Emily with a welcoming smile that reached up to her eyes, as she slapped her hands together.
"Kitty my dear! You haven't been around in quite some time," she began, but paused when she saw Draco. "And who is this fine looking gentleman?"
"Oh sorry Rosemerta, this is Acerbus, he shall be staying in my company tonight," Emily replied while glaring daggers at the older woman.
"Eh, Kitty you have yourself a looker with you, keep an eye on him," Rosemerta laughed as she put two glasses on the bar.
"What'll it be? The usual?" The woman asked and looked at Emily.
"Of course. What would you like Acerbus? Um, hold on Madam," Emily blushed as Draco was just staring at the bar ignoring that he was being asked a question.
"Draco your name is ACERBUS start listening!" Emily whispered shrilly.
Draco nodded as they sat down in a booth. The leather seats stuck to their legs, being as they were still wet. Emily sat near the window and watched as the rain glided down the smooth glass. She gazed at the lightning meshing with the dark black sky. The waitress came by and dropped two glasses of red-swirly liquid Draco had never seen before. He looked at her quizzically and raised his hand to reach for the glass. Emily smacked his hand down and looked at him firmly. She took her wand out and said a quick spell, and with the wave of her wand the liquid swirled white, and then returned to its original state.
"What was that for?" Draco asked as he picked up his glass.
"So you don't get drunk, the last thing I need is for you to be barfing up in middle of the night in the center of the common room and blame it on me," Emily smirked as he pretended to look hurt.
Draco smiled his first real smile. "So, um, you know about this Halloween formal right?" Emily nodded and he continued, "well, I was um, wondering if by any chance you were going with someone… but you probably are, so I'll just drink my drink, hey what is this stuff anyway?"
"Draco I am not going with anyone to the formal. And it is called, 'Fyre' its rather tasty." She looked up from her drink as he took her hand in his.
"Well would you like to be my date to the Halloween Formal?" Draco looked at her anxiously.
"Of course, I would love to Draco," Emily smiled brightly as he squeezed her hand gently and, yet again, genuinely smiled.
As they were walking back to Hogwarts, hand in hand, Emily looked at Draco and noticed that the spell on him had just worn off, and she could now see his enchanting silver eyes. The rain had finally stopped, and the wind had calmed. Draco looked at Emily and realized how beautiful she was. Her long dark hair with the pale skin made her look as though she had a certain glow about her. Whenever he looked into her deep green eyes he felt as though he could get lost in them. But the thing he liked most about her was her smile. He never saw her smile until today. Unlike what she thought, Draco had seen her before. Not just a glance, but had seen her as a person. Back before his first year his father told him to be friends with her. She came from a very powerful and rich family. But after his second year at the school, right before returning for his third, he was told by his father how dangerous she is. During their second year at Hogwarts, when the Chamber of Secrets was opened, her family was killed by a group of retired-aurors. The aurors had formed a group that was like the 'good death-eaters' as his father had explained it. They took more force into their actions though. Emily's family had been right in Voldemort's inner circle, along with Draco's father. The aurors found out this information and attacked their manor. When Emily had found out, she went mad. Draco snuck into the infirmary some nights, and noticed the scars along her wrists. He would always leave little notes for her, signed 'your guardian dragon.' To some it was corny, but it meant a lot to her. She never knew it was him of course. But during that summer he was told that when she had went to stay in her manor alone, she murdered a muggle. She then fled to America, to New Jersey to be exact. And that's where she met Mallory, Draco assumed. When she had to go to court, it was rumored that she had killed the prosecutor the night before. When she went back to her Brigantine home, she found Mr. and Mrs. Greene, her guardians, dead in her closet. Yet again the ministry had charged her, so she turned to Dumbledore. She had gotten her name cleared, but was put under severe watch. Ever since then, Draco had grown attached to the girl, but could never show it.
They finally reached the Slytherin common room and went down the stairs to the dormitories. When Emily reached the door to the Fifth Year Girl dormitory, there was a note on the door. She pulled it down and read it. 'Emilia, don't bother coming in here, you will wake us. We need our sleep, we have the big potions exam! And all these other girls need their beauty sleep, of course not me though, because like I am gorgeous already. – Pansy.' Emily crumpled up the paper and turned to Draco. She dropped the paper in his hand and watched in amusement as he read it. He threw the paper down and snorted.
"You do know she was talking about herself when she said they needed 'beauty sleep' right?" Draco chuckled. Emily laughed and then looked up the stair case.
"Alright, well I must get to sleep. Goodnight Draco," Emily sighed.
"Where are you going to sleep, oh no you aren't sleeping in the common room. That couch is lousy, I remember when I would sleep there waiting for you-y-Yugoslavia to give up in the war. Yeah, and I would wake up with quite the headache," Draco reached for her hand and led her down to the Fifth year boy's dorm.
"Its ok if you sleep here, its only Crabbe and Goyle. Zabini is in the Sixth year girl's dorm, and the rest are, well only Merlin knows," Draco smiled as she nodded.
When they entered the dormitory, he brought her to his four poster bed. He handed her a quidditch shirt of his favorite team, Chudley Cannons, signaling for her to get changed. He closed his curtain as she unfolded the shirt. 'Hmm Ron has the same one…' she thought. She smiled at the thought of her ex-friends hating her for this. It wasn't until then that she just realized that she has spent the last five hours with the boy of her dreams, and that he asked her to the Halloween formal. Just as she finished folding her clothes in a pile she heard Draco pull back his curtains.
"Oh shucks, you are already dressed," he dogged a pillow from Emily after he said that.
Emily smirked and looked down at the long orange shirt. "Draco, orange isn't really my color, what do you think?" Emily regretted saying this as she saw him smirk madly.
"Well, you could wear nothing. I heard that is the 'in' style today. How about you try it, and hop in bed with me?" He then earned another pillow hurled at him as he finished the sentence.
He laid down in the bed and scooted over. Emily wasn't too sure if she was sleeping in another bed or what, so she pretended that she was tying her shoe, that is until she noticed she had no shoes on. Draco then got up and pulled her over by her hand and laid down again. He folded the covers down and motioned for her to lay down. She laid down next to him and turned towards him. He gently snuck his arm around her slender waist and propped his head up on his elbow.
"It's a lot warmer if we share the same bed," he started but stopped as she shook her head indicating that she understood.
"Thank you Draco," Emily smiled. Draco glanced at her confused and opened his mouth to say something, only to be cut off by Emily's finger. She smiled and put her hand on his cheek.
"Thank you for noticing me."
Ok well another chapter done. I am having a lot of fun writing this because even though I already finished it, it is not even similar to my notes… So yeah it is kind of just making it up as I go. But I am staying to my idea. I already know how I will end it and all. Tell me if you think it sucks. Don't lie! –Draco's Dragonette
Yet again I will thank my reviewer, but I already put my answer in my review to your fic. Oh and thanks to Pippin because without her this wouldn't be online. Give the lady a round of applause. *claps*
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