~Ok, ch. 15. Hope you like!~
The Valentine's Ball was only 2 weeks away, and was officially the talk of the school. Everyone wanted to know who was going with who and what they were wearing... It was utter chaos in the teacher's opinion.
Classes had ended for the day, and Misti was sitting under and oak tree near Hagrid's. Harry was at quidditch practice, and Ron and Hermione were in an unknown location at the moment, so she at there quietly by herself, working on an essay for potions. She didn't notice someone standing in front of her. She looked confused as if she couldn't find an answer.
"You look like you need help." Misti looked up, startled. Before her stood Malfoy, without his usual smirk, surprisingly. She smiled.
"Actually, yeah. I can't remember the last ingredient on this potion." He sat down beside her and read her unfinished essay.
"Oh.. that's easy. It's shrivelfig." He claimed, as if it were the alphabet. She smiled.
"I'm impressed." He laughed.
"It's quite simple, really."
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"Well, well. Like mother, like daughter indeed." Dumbledore claimed glancing out the window. Sirius looked up from fidgeting with his hand, a worried expression carved into his face. He dashed to the window.
"Oh, good heaven's, no. Harry is one matter, but him! It's like a modern-day Snape!" The door shut behind them.
"You called?" The subject spoke up.
"Ah, Severus, you really must see this. Quite extraordinary." Snape came to the window with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He half-heartedly smiled.
"Well, I don't know about a Gryffindor. Mr. Malfoy's taste certainly has changed." Sirius was the only one who didn't seem pleased.
"That's it! I'm going to go put a stop to this now!" He stormed out, leaving the two with smirks on their faces.
"Don't know what he plans on doing about this."
"Let him try, Severus. Let him at least feel like he's in control."
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Misti and Draco were walking down the hall just as Sirius turned the corner.
"Ok, thanks for the help, I'll see you tomorrow!" She called as Malfoy headed for the Slytherin common room. She turned to see an irritated Sirius headed her way.
"Oh dear..." He stopped right in front of her.
"Oh dear is right. What were you doing with Malfoy? What happened between you and Harry?"
"Ok, first, his name is Draco. Second, why would you care what happened? You were so set on breaking us up, before, what changed? And third, nothing happened, he was just helping me with potions." Sirius didn't look convinced.
"Yeah, I'm sure that's exactly what was on his mind." Misti rolled her eyes.
"I'm going now." She walked away from a protesting Sirius.
Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor tower, Parvati and Lavender had just viewed the previous outdoor scene between her and Malfoy.
"Oh, don't over react."
"She was with Malfoy! Harry doesn't deserve this! That little slut!" Parvati had been ranting and raving for the past few minutes, and plotting amongst the rambling.
"Oh please, we both know that all you care about is getting with Harry." Parvati began to protest, but was cut off.
" I don't want to hear it, just don't do anything drastic." Lavender left the room in search of better company.
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Harry and Ron had just entered the common room only to be attacked by Parvati.
"Oh Harry, I'm so sorry." She said dramatically, but quietly as not to raise suspicion. Lavender, however, knew, but continued her game with Ginny.
"I really need to talk to you... in private." Harry looked at Ron for help. He only shrugged his shoulders. Be fore Harry could answer, he was being dragged out of the common room.
"I'm sorry, I know this is bad timing and you are just going to hate this, but I have to tell you." Parvati rambled.
"What? Just tell me."
"Harry... I saw Misti..."
"Go on..." Parvati sighed for effect.
" I saw Misti with Malfoy. I'm so sorry. I..." Harry looked unconvinced.
"No, you must have misunderstood or something.---" Parvati cut him off.
"No, Harry. I know what I saw, and I hate to do this, but Misti isn't as great as we all thought." Harry looked disturbed.
"Where is she?"
"I don't know-" She said as he turned sharply in search of Misti.
Misti had just finished talking to the twins, who were currently trying to hunt down Peeves one of their brilliant plots, when she was found by Harry.
"Misti, we need to talk." He stated rather sternly, she noted.
"Ok..." He had a certain look on his face that she had never seen before, and she didn't like it.
" Parvati was talking to me today, she mentioned you and Malfoy." She looked confused.
"'Ok, what about him." She was worried about where this was leading.
" I heard you were with him."
Yes Harry, I was." She claimed, desperately confused. Her worried look made him feel guilty, but a part of him knew that he had to find out.
"So you were! Misti!" Harry exclaimed, stepping back.
"Harry," she sighed, finally understanding what this was about. "Not like that. It was just homework." He looked very unconvinced.
"Yeah, Misti, sure. You know what..." There was a very uncomfortable pause.
"I don't know what to say. I thought you were different." Misti stepped forward and reached out to him, beginning to try and explain. Harry stepped back again.
"No, I don't want to hear it. I'm going to go find Ron." Harry turned and stomped away, anger, and partially guilt for reasons he did not know, swelling. Misti sat there shocked at the previous events. he had been telling the truth, and what had Parvati told him? She knew Parvati's crush hadn't ended, but she had never thought it would go this far.
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"How could she do this!!!" Harry had been ranting and raving for the past 15 minutes straight, and frankly, it was beginning to scare Ron and Hermione.
"Harry, there's got to be more to it."
"She admitted it herself!! What more do you bloody want?" Meanwhile, Parvati was busy listening outside of the door. She didn't see Ginny behind her.
"What happened?" Parvati turned around startled.
"Oh, umm... something with Harry and Misti." She said.
"Whoa..." Ginny quickly turned and headed for the common room.
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When Misti got back to the common room, it was in an uproar. Once someone saw her, people began rushing over to her.
"Misti! What happened? Is it true?" Angelina asked, concerned.
"What's true?" Parvati slowly pushed her way through the crowd to Misti.
"Oh please, like we all don't know. I saw you with Draco Malfoy. How could you do that to Harry. You disgust me." Misti turned on Parvati.
"Look, I don't know what you told Harry, but you'd better get your ass up there now and set things straight." No one had seen her this angry before. Even Fred and George were scared.
"It's not my fault your Slytherin's slut. He's far game now." Everyone waited in suspense, waiting for a fight to break. This had never happened within Gryffindor's own house before. To everyone's relief another voice interrupted the commotion.
"What's going on here?" McGonagall's voice rang through the common room.
"Nothing." Misti said calmly, her glare never breaking.
"Your father is looking for you.": McGonagall told Misti.
"Run to Daddy." Parvati insulted. To everyone's surprise, she did.
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She knew she should be going to find her father, but she didn't care. All she knew was confusion. The lake seemed to be her only friend. A slight tear made from frustration and a small pain soon to grow slid down her face. How had this happened. Such sudden changes, and no control.
"Want to talk about it?" A voice came from behind her. She could make our Draco on the rock a few yards away.
"Not like it would help." They sat in silence for few moments.
"Let me guess, Potter." Misti gave a sarcastic chuckle.
"How'd you guess?"
" Only the fact that I could hear him ranting about it two corridors down." The next hour was spent in silence, simply staring at the lake, waiting for something, though neither knew what. Meanwhile, another shadow lingered in the window of the Gryffindor tower, waiting for something he feared.