Chapt. 3
It was the first week back at Hogwarts and it had so far been rather uneventful for Draco Malfoy. Though that didn't mean he wasn't content as he looked up at the owlery. It was good to get back to school, because with his father in jail, the ministry of magic on his and his mum's back and his mother being overall miserable it was rather tough on him. However, that wasn't the only reason, every bird in here knew him, even Hedwig whom he knew was Harry's. Because he was an animagus, [a falcon for the readers that couldn't quite make the connection] he could understand bird talk quite well. Because of this, he could fully appreciate the massive roar of literally hundreds of assorted owls and other birds belonging to the students and teachers of Hogwarts School. It when something like this "Food, Food Nice Spiders Feed us food Draco Bird friend" [I will also refer to him as 'winged serpent' in the future]. He just resisted calling out to them, as he would have done if he were alone but unfortunately, Filch was with him. "Come on Mr Malfoy, no time for dither dather." Draco nodded curtly and thrust his hand into a bucket full of live wolf spiders, and threw them in the air the way one might throw seed to chickens.
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Fifth year Hufflepuffs and Griffindors were racing towards Charms class. Ginny walked slower then the rest; after all it'd be the same 'This is a very important year for you with your O.W.L.s coming up' speech that every other teacher had given. A group of late-running Hufflepuffs gave her questioning looks but she didn't care, nothing really seemed to matter any more, and she knew why.
Flash Back **Ginny was walking down Diagon Alley, looking for the pet shop; she would give anything to have a cat. She walked into the shop as an offending breeze made her tuck some of her hair behind one ear. There was no one at the counter but she could hear someone talking, being a Weasely and a Griffindor meant she didn't have much of an inclination to tiptoe around things so she followed the voice out the back. What see saw changed her perspective just a little bit. The owner of the pet shop, she didn't know his name [I don't either] stood over a spider monkey. [which in the magic world was a monkey head and torso with very long fingers on a spider abdomen. It has the eight shiny, red eyes of a spider as well as poisonous fangs] The spider monkey looked very old and grey and didn't hop and skip like others. The shopkeeper put his wand to its head, uttered "pyro sphere", and walked away as the spider monkey was engulfed in a ball of flame. He looked up and saw her; he was completely unfazed by what he just did. "Good morning Miss, how may I help?" He didn't care that something had just died or that he'd just killed it, that was his job. He looked pretty old maybe 50 or 60, he must have done it heaps of times. Was that the kind of person who would kill her when the Great War came about? Some one who just didn't care? Was that the kind of person she'd be? Some one who didn't care as long as it wasn't her? She couldn't stand it. That smile the guy was wearing-that was fake, she couldn't care less about how he felt or his hopes, dreams, ambitions, memories or his friends and family. And she knew he felt the same. *If it was all fake why would you bother at all?* she thought. Well she wasn't going to bother until she found the answer.**
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Draco's heart soared as high as he did. [plz no 'smart' comments, it's a figure of speech] He was just doing a general sweep of the grounds when he saw Professor Snape escort a student to the dark forest for their detention duties. He came down for a closer look.
Ginny watched the outline of Snape's back and gasped in surprise as a white/gold falcon landed on his shoulder. Snape sensed her discomfort and whispered something to the falcon. It flew up, circled, came to rest on Ginny's arm and lightly nipped her on the ear.
Snape's P.O.V.: *Miss Weasely has changed, perhaps she has learnt the lesson of death? Maybe some new friends wouldn't be taken the wrong way? Mr Malfoy could be one of those. I feel some need to protect both of them, and although they are clearly on different sides, can somehow the lines of good and evil be blurred? And maybe their fate not be black or White? I have known since his first year of Draco's ability, he showed me willingly though I would have guessed sooner or later. I did not tell the other teachers or the headmaster because I am unsure of how they would respond, how ever it might be wise to confine in Miss Weasely, after all give a child a secret and tell them to keep it one and it won't last a day, give the same child another secret and say nothing afterwards and they will keep it of their own free will. I hardly think I need to tell her how important this is. Still I will have to consult the winged snake first*
a/n ok that was a bit heavy, I know but it doesn't come out right otherwise [Like it came out right then!]{Oh shut up}
***
Brenna sat next to Edwin for Charms. They weren't particularly good friends but they got along well. They were in opposite houses, he was in Hufflepuff and she was a Ravenclaw. He was a good looking guy; a rather build with puppy dog brown eyes and messy chocolate coloured hair, while she had a pale body with curves in all the right places, her long black hair pulled carefully back into a pony tail and eyes matching the colour of her house. She could really come to like him if he let her but he was so cold, she took no offence from it as he was like that to everyone, it was as if he had resolved never to let anyone inside ever again. Little did she know that's exactly what he had done.
a/n: just introducing some new ppl, they'll be real important later. I
PROMISE
It was the first week back at Hogwarts and it had so far been rather uneventful for Draco Malfoy. Though that didn't mean he wasn't content as he looked up at the owlery. It was good to get back to school, because with his father in jail, the ministry of magic on his and his mum's back and his mother being overall miserable it was rather tough on him. However, that wasn't the only reason, every bird in here knew him, even Hedwig whom he knew was Harry's. Because he was an animagus, [a falcon for the readers that couldn't quite make the connection] he could understand bird talk quite well. Because of this, he could fully appreciate the massive roar of literally hundreds of assorted owls and other birds belonging to the students and teachers of Hogwarts School. It when something like this "Food, Food Nice Spiders Feed us food Draco Bird friend" [I will also refer to him as 'winged serpent' in the future]. He just resisted calling out to them, as he would have done if he were alone but unfortunately, Filch was with him. "Come on Mr Malfoy, no time for dither dather." Draco nodded curtly and thrust his hand into a bucket full of live wolf spiders, and threw them in the air the way one might throw seed to chickens.
***
Fifth year Hufflepuffs and Griffindors were racing towards Charms class. Ginny walked slower then the rest; after all it'd be the same 'This is a very important year for you with your O.W.L.s coming up' speech that every other teacher had given. A group of late-running Hufflepuffs gave her questioning looks but she didn't care, nothing really seemed to matter any more, and she knew why.
Flash Back **Ginny was walking down Diagon Alley, looking for the pet shop; she would give anything to have a cat. She walked into the shop as an offending breeze made her tuck some of her hair behind one ear. There was no one at the counter but she could hear someone talking, being a Weasely and a Griffindor meant she didn't have much of an inclination to tiptoe around things so she followed the voice out the back. What see saw changed her perspective just a little bit. The owner of the pet shop, she didn't know his name [I don't either] stood over a spider monkey. [which in the magic world was a monkey head and torso with very long fingers on a spider abdomen. It has the eight shiny, red eyes of a spider as well as poisonous fangs] The spider monkey looked very old and grey and didn't hop and skip like others. The shopkeeper put his wand to its head, uttered "pyro sphere", and walked away as the spider monkey was engulfed in a ball of flame. He looked up and saw her; he was completely unfazed by what he just did. "Good morning Miss, how may I help?" He didn't care that something had just died or that he'd just killed it, that was his job. He looked pretty old maybe 50 or 60, he must have done it heaps of times. Was that the kind of person who would kill her when the Great War came about? Some one who just didn't care? Was that the kind of person she'd be? Some one who didn't care as long as it wasn't her? She couldn't stand it. That smile the guy was wearing-that was fake, she couldn't care less about how he felt or his hopes, dreams, ambitions, memories or his friends and family. And she knew he felt the same. *If it was all fake why would you bother at all?* she thought. Well she wasn't going to bother until she found the answer.**
***
Draco's heart soared as high as he did. [plz no 'smart' comments, it's a figure of speech] He was just doing a general sweep of the grounds when he saw Professor Snape escort a student to the dark forest for their detention duties. He came down for a closer look.
Ginny watched the outline of Snape's back and gasped in surprise as a white/gold falcon landed on his shoulder. Snape sensed her discomfort and whispered something to the falcon. It flew up, circled, came to rest on Ginny's arm and lightly nipped her on the ear.
Snape's P.O.V.: *Miss Weasely has changed, perhaps she has learnt the lesson of death? Maybe some new friends wouldn't be taken the wrong way? Mr Malfoy could be one of those. I feel some need to protect both of them, and although they are clearly on different sides, can somehow the lines of good and evil be blurred? And maybe their fate not be black or White? I have known since his first year of Draco's ability, he showed me willingly though I would have guessed sooner or later. I did not tell the other teachers or the headmaster because I am unsure of how they would respond, how ever it might be wise to confine in Miss Weasely, after all give a child a secret and tell them to keep it one and it won't last a day, give the same child another secret and say nothing afterwards and they will keep it of their own free will. I hardly think I need to tell her how important this is. Still I will have to consult the winged snake first*
a/n ok that was a bit heavy, I know but it doesn't come out right otherwise [Like it came out right then!]{Oh shut up}
***
Brenna sat next to Edwin for Charms. They weren't particularly good friends but they got along well. They were in opposite houses, he was in Hufflepuff and she was a Ravenclaw. He was a good looking guy; a rather build with puppy dog brown eyes and messy chocolate coloured hair, while she had a pale body with curves in all the right places, her long black hair pulled carefully back into a pony tail and eyes matching the colour of her house. She could really come to like him if he let her but he was so cold, she took no offence from it as he was like that to everyone, it was as if he had resolved never to let anyone inside ever again. Little did she know that's exactly what he had done.
a/n: just introducing some new ppl, they'll be real important later. I
PROMISE