A/N- Hey, whoever Neev is - I think you're a bitch! I can mix whatever the
hell I want with Harry Potter. And YOU can't tell me what the fuck is good
or not. Oh and Linkin Park is popular in England too, you dumb shit. How do
you know I wasn't going to explain everything in the second chapter?
Enjoy...
Chapter 2 - Don't Stay
"Okay, now I understand," Draco sighed.
"So if you don't know what a piercing is, how come you know about Linkin Park?" Fallon asked.
"Well my father doesn't really approve of muggles, so I was sneaking muggle art lessons, and my frie- uh, partner, was listening to Linkin Park in her 'See-D Playter' thing..."
"CD player," Ember corrected him.
"Uh yea, that thing, and I just happened to listen to them one day and like them, they're my favourite band. I can relate to the lyrics really well," Draco finished.
"Cool; I found out about them off MTV one day, and I fell in love with them... literally," Ember said. She could here Fallon and Phyre snort back a laugh and she glared at them both.
"It's great that we have something in common, I never really thought anybody from Hogwarts would be interested in the stuff I am," Ember stated plainly.
"Well, I guess you were wrong," Draco said.
"Let's try to have a normal conversation about something everyone in the compartment can agree on; AFI being a fine example," Fallon interrupted.
"Yea right, there's nothing better than Linkin Park," Ember argued.
"Yes, there is!"
"No there isn't!"
"Yes there is!"
"Uh-uh!!"
"BITCH!" Ember shouted.
"WHORE!" Fallon screamed back.
"Cut it out!" Phyre demanded.
"Fine!" Ember and Fallon said at the same time.
Draco just looked at them, bewildered.
"Stone, Ember!" Professor McGonagall called.
Ember walked up to the stool, and sat the Sorting Hat on her head rather messily.
"Interesting, very interesting indeed," the Sorting Hat mumbled to her. "Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are out of the question... Slytherin, maybe. How does that sound?"
'God, please, anything but Hufflepuff or Gryffindor!' Ember though hastily.
"If you're sure then.." Ember nodded her head discreetly just as the hat yelled "SLYTHERIN." An eruption of loud cheers and shouts came from the Slytherin table while soft, welcoming claps were scattered around the rest of the hall. Ember hurried over to the Slytherin table and sat next to Draco, anxiously waiting for her friends to be sorted.
"Piperel, Fallon" McGonagall shouted over the lingering cheers. Fallon strode up to the stool and gently placed the hat on her head, immediately looking to the floor and wringing her hands.
"Unique child... Very uncanny how much you and the other girl are alike, but I'm going with my gut; Or shall I say stuffing?" The hat chuckled at his own joke and continued. "Would you like a say in my decision?"
'Yes, well, no - I mean maybe... it depends' she thought. 'Everyone back home says that I'd be a Hufflepuff. Please, not there... Not Ravenclaw either, I'd get it bad and I hated school back home. I sound like I'm begging, but I would like Slytherin. If I were in Gryffindor...'
"I was going to go with Slythering anyway, dear. And yes, I do know what you mean. Gryffindor would just be too much Mary-Sue for you. The decision is final - SLYTHERIN!" Fallon gave a hidden smile and headed off to join Ember.
"Peircen, Phyre" McGonagall said. Phyre walked up and hastily set the hat upon his head.
"I reckon you would fit in Hufflepuff, but I know you would be much happier with your friends. You wouldn't see them too much in Hufflepuff with them being in Slytherin. Like a common muggle saying I've grown on; 'Home is where the heart is.' SLYTHERIN!" The hat stated. Phyre ran, nearly skipping, to the Slytherin table and joined the two girls.
"Now that we are done with the new students I would like to start with the first years," Dumbledore announced. The four quietly chattered through the entire sorting, only stopping to cheer for the new Slytherins.
The next day in the Slytherin common room, Ember and Draco were on the couch chatting excitedly about an upcoming Linkin Park concert, while Phyre and Fallon sat in the corner making a list of how stupid Linkin Park was.
"Ohhh Drakie, I've had *such* a *bad* day, would you *please* give me a *foot massage*?" Pansy shrieked, dramatically plopping herself down, right on Draco's lap. Draco looked as disgusted as ever and shoved her off with great force.
"*Never* in my *life* would I touch a *skank* like *you* Pansy, and now *thanks to you* I have to wash your *filth* off," Draco imitated her voice, sneering.
"B-but Draco? I thought we were *dating*!" Pansy whimpered, with obvious hurt in her voice.
"In your dreams, pug face," Draco countered. He gave her a death glare (A/N: sorry to interrupt, but if you don't know the 'death glare', try evil eye.) and swept past her, heading towards the showers.
"You're *corrupting* my *poor* Drakie-poo!" Pansy screamed at Ember.
"Your Draco? I don't see your name tag anywhere! Besides, He made it very, very clear that he would never go out with you," Ember sneered. She too swept past Pansy, nearly knocking her over, and went up to the boys' dorms to make sure Draco wasn't planning to kill Pansy. She went to knock, but stopped when she heard the lyrics to one of her favourite songs with an accompany voice, most likely Draco's. She stood there listening intently...
"Sometimes I
Need to remember just to breathe
Sometimes I
Need you to stay away from me
Sometimes I'm
In disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I
Need you to go
Sometimes I
Feel like I trusted you too well
Sometimes I
Just feel like screaming at myself
Sometimes I'm
In disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I
Need to be alone
Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
What you were changing me into
[Just give me myself back and]
Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
Take all your faithlessness with you
[Just give me myself back and]
Don't Stay
I don't need you anymore
I don't want to be ignored
I don't need one more day
Of you wasting me away
With no apologies..."
TO BE CONTINUED ~*~ R&R!
Chapter 2 - Don't Stay
"Okay, now I understand," Draco sighed.
"So if you don't know what a piercing is, how come you know about Linkin Park?" Fallon asked.
"Well my father doesn't really approve of muggles, so I was sneaking muggle art lessons, and my frie- uh, partner, was listening to Linkin Park in her 'See-D Playter' thing..."
"CD player," Ember corrected him.
"Uh yea, that thing, and I just happened to listen to them one day and like them, they're my favourite band. I can relate to the lyrics really well," Draco finished.
"Cool; I found out about them off MTV one day, and I fell in love with them... literally," Ember said. She could here Fallon and Phyre snort back a laugh and she glared at them both.
"It's great that we have something in common, I never really thought anybody from Hogwarts would be interested in the stuff I am," Ember stated plainly.
"Well, I guess you were wrong," Draco said.
"Let's try to have a normal conversation about something everyone in the compartment can agree on; AFI being a fine example," Fallon interrupted.
"Yea right, there's nothing better than Linkin Park," Ember argued.
"Yes, there is!"
"No there isn't!"
"Yes there is!"
"Uh-uh!!"
"BITCH!" Ember shouted.
"WHORE!" Fallon screamed back.
"Cut it out!" Phyre demanded.
"Fine!" Ember and Fallon said at the same time.
Draco just looked at them, bewildered.
"Stone, Ember!" Professor McGonagall called.
Ember walked up to the stool, and sat the Sorting Hat on her head rather messily.
"Interesting, very interesting indeed," the Sorting Hat mumbled to her. "Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are out of the question... Slytherin, maybe. How does that sound?"
'God, please, anything but Hufflepuff or Gryffindor!' Ember though hastily.
"If you're sure then.." Ember nodded her head discreetly just as the hat yelled "SLYTHERIN." An eruption of loud cheers and shouts came from the Slytherin table while soft, welcoming claps were scattered around the rest of the hall. Ember hurried over to the Slytherin table and sat next to Draco, anxiously waiting for her friends to be sorted.
"Piperel, Fallon" McGonagall shouted over the lingering cheers. Fallon strode up to the stool and gently placed the hat on her head, immediately looking to the floor and wringing her hands.
"Unique child... Very uncanny how much you and the other girl are alike, but I'm going with my gut; Or shall I say stuffing?" The hat chuckled at his own joke and continued. "Would you like a say in my decision?"
'Yes, well, no - I mean maybe... it depends' she thought. 'Everyone back home says that I'd be a Hufflepuff. Please, not there... Not Ravenclaw either, I'd get it bad and I hated school back home. I sound like I'm begging, but I would like Slytherin. If I were in Gryffindor...'
"I was going to go with Slythering anyway, dear. And yes, I do know what you mean. Gryffindor would just be too much Mary-Sue for you. The decision is final - SLYTHERIN!" Fallon gave a hidden smile and headed off to join Ember.
"Peircen, Phyre" McGonagall said. Phyre walked up and hastily set the hat upon his head.
"I reckon you would fit in Hufflepuff, but I know you would be much happier with your friends. You wouldn't see them too much in Hufflepuff with them being in Slytherin. Like a common muggle saying I've grown on; 'Home is where the heart is.' SLYTHERIN!" The hat stated. Phyre ran, nearly skipping, to the Slytherin table and joined the two girls.
"Now that we are done with the new students I would like to start with the first years," Dumbledore announced. The four quietly chattered through the entire sorting, only stopping to cheer for the new Slytherins.
The next day in the Slytherin common room, Ember and Draco were on the couch chatting excitedly about an upcoming Linkin Park concert, while Phyre and Fallon sat in the corner making a list of how stupid Linkin Park was.
"Ohhh Drakie, I've had *such* a *bad* day, would you *please* give me a *foot massage*?" Pansy shrieked, dramatically plopping herself down, right on Draco's lap. Draco looked as disgusted as ever and shoved her off with great force.
"*Never* in my *life* would I touch a *skank* like *you* Pansy, and now *thanks to you* I have to wash your *filth* off," Draco imitated her voice, sneering.
"B-but Draco? I thought we were *dating*!" Pansy whimpered, with obvious hurt in her voice.
"In your dreams, pug face," Draco countered. He gave her a death glare (A/N: sorry to interrupt, but if you don't know the 'death glare', try evil eye.) and swept past her, heading towards the showers.
"You're *corrupting* my *poor* Drakie-poo!" Pansy screamed at Ember.
"Your Draco? I don't see your name tag anywhere! Besides, He made it very, very clear that he would never go out with you," Ember sneered. She too swept past Pansy, nearly knocking her over, and went up to the boys' dorms to make sure Draco wasn't planning to kill Pansy. She went to knock, but stopped when she heard the lyrics to one of her favourite songs with an accompany voice, most likely Draco's. She stood there listening intently...
"Sometimes I
Need to remember just to breathe
Sometimes I
Need you to stay away from me
Sometimes I'm
In disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I
Need you to go
Sometimes I
Feel like I trusted you too well
Sometimes I
Just feel like screaming at myself
Sometimes I'm
In disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I
Need to be alone
Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
What you were changing me into
[Just give me myself back and]
Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
Take all your faithlessness with you
[Just give me myself back and]
Don't Stay
I don't need you anymore
I don't want to be ignored
I don't need one more day
Of you wasting me away
With no apologies..."
TO BE CONTINUED ~*~ R&R!