Chapter 9
His face was much clearer now.
Perfect silver eyes that stand out against his pale white skin make him easy to indentify, but it didn't make the dream any easier to interperate.
It was hard to believe she had thought it could be anyone but him.
Every time she had this dream it was the same. The boy with silver eyes, envoloped in shadows, whispering dark secrects, prayers, singing softly, tugging at her heart strings.
"What do you want with me?" Her voice, barely above a whisper, carried clearly in the dreamscape she couldn't leave.
"Don't you know?"
And then he was fading and the edges of her dream blurred.
Nia was in the hospital wing, drooling on starched infirmery sheets, at the side of someone's bed.
She lifted her curly head off her hands, only to see a face coverd in healing bruises and cuts that shouldn't be there.
Nia'd eyebrows knitted in worry, and she bit her lip. Draco should be healing faster.
Draco twitched and whimperd in his sleep.
Completely on impulse, Nia reached out and touched his cheeck.
Eyelids fringed in silvery eyelashes flutterd open.
"Don't." Draco croaked.
"Don't what?" Nia inquired, eyes still looking intenly on Draco's face.
"Don't look at me like that, like I'm weak and vulnerable. Like I'm some poor soul in need of guidence. Like you want to save me. Like I'm not beyond help. Just, don't. I don't need anyone's help."
"I've seen you cry and bleed Malfoy! I've seen you at your weakest, so don't try and turn your back on me now. You need me and you know it!"
"Don't preach at me Weasley! What do you know? You have no idea what I'm going through! How could you even pretend to understand."
"Don't you dare try and presume anything about me Malfoy. I've seen things that would destroy you. You've got a hell of a lot of nerve trying to tell me what I feel or don't feel. Stop kidding your self. We could-"
"There is no 'we' Weasley! I work, live, and survive on my own! Just because you have golden eyes ypu think you're some sort of-" He stopped, mid sentence, realizing his slip of tongue.
"Y-You have them too!" Nia was completely stunned.
"So what if I do? You can't dwell on dreams, Weasley. It pointless and doesn't solve anything." Draco felt very drained. What did she mean by 'too'.did that mean Nia got the same strange prophacies, and if so, what did it all mean?
"Why do you keep hiding away? I'm not going to hurt you, or use you. I just want to help. I can't help who I am, or what I see, or the powers I have. We can help each other, if you can get passed your petty predjiduces. What are you hiding?" Nia had sat back down and Draco was resting his head on the pillow, his eyes staring at the ceiling.
"You wouldn't understand. You don't know what its like to feel lost. To be abandoned. You've felt love. I've never been hugged by my own mother. At least you still have yours. And you're one to talk about secrets. You hide just as much as I do. Don't preach at me Weasley, I'm not a fucking charity case. "
A lump formed in Nia's throat.
"Don't know what it feels like? I watched my mother die, because of something I did. You wanna know what I'm hiding Malfoy? You wanna know what suffering is? I KILLED MY OWN MOTHER! Are you happy? Well done Malfoy, you're so fucking cruel, you've gotten even, you've succeded. I'll leave you here to basque in your fucking victory, all alone. Good day Mr. Malfoy."
With tears running like rivers down her cheaks, Nia left the hospital wing.
(could end it here buuuuut..)
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Nia inhaled the sweet pre-dawn air, streching out her muscles and bones in the freezing morning mist.
'I can't believe I let him get under my skin like that. I can't believe I told him. Not even Alec knows I was there that night Mum-' Nia's thoughts were interupted by the new recruits of the White League showing up infront of the castle, looking rather worse for the wear.
"Arg! Wos that smell?" she heard the small black hair girl with light green eyes ask.
"That, my friend, is 5 am." Remarked the strawberry blond boy with violet colored eyes.
Nia remembered that their names were Jade and Thom. (A/N random Tammy P. connection.)
"Strech out. We're going running." Nia said, sharp and in control.
The crowd groaned.
Nia led them at a slow jog into the Forbidden Forest, along one of the many trails. Her breath puffed out in front of her in little clouds of carbon monoxcide.
Running had a very claming effect and the whole feeling of all her muscles and bones working together did wonders to her worried mind.
She could run like this forever.
Nia always wrote the best songs while running. The Forest almost crackled with insperation. She had a few rhyming cords down when she felt a body next to hers.
Fuck.
"I don't want to see you right now, or ever again for that matter, Draco." Nia bit out.
"Then don't. I'm simly jogging with some of my friends."
Nia spared a breif glance over her shoulder. She saw that her group had almost doubled.
"Who are all these people?" She asked, curiostiy getting the better of her. Or maybe it was the lack of sleep she got last night. Yeah, that's it...
"One word Weasley. Secrets. Your squad and mine have been matched up. Dumbledor's orders."
"But you're a Death-Eater!" Nia blurted out before she could help it. Note to Self: Get more sleep.
Draco laughed harshly.
"Who's judging too quick now?" He said, before sprinting on ahead.
"Bloody hell. This is all too complicated for my tastes." Nia mumbled. She shouldn't have to deal with this shit this early in the morning.
~*A/N*~ I'm sorry! I totally suck for not updating sooner. School has been so hectic. I=EVIL! I know how annoying it is when WIP just stop randomly, but I promise this will be finished! And that goes for my other stories too! In regards to Nia's secret, its exactly how it sounds. It's Nia's fault her mother is dead, I promise all will be explained. In the next chapter: The First ever meeting of the combined Leaugue of Secrets, Snape with a plan and a sexy lover (guess who!), AND! All will be explained!!!!! REVIEW IF YOU LIKE CHEESES! Erm.that is to say REVIEW IF YOU LIKE MY STORY!
His face was much clearer now.
Perfect silver eyes that stand out against his pale white skin make him easy to indentify, but it didn't make the dream any easier to interperate.
It was hard to believe she had thought it could be anyone but him.
Every time she had this dream it was the same. The boy with silver eyes, envoloped in shadows, whispering dark secrects, prayers, singing softly, tugging at her heart strings.
"What do you want with me?" Her voice, barely above a whisper, carried clearly in the dreamscape she couldn't leave.
"Don't you know?"
And then he was fading and the edges of her dream blurred.
Nia was in the hospital wing, drooling on starched infirmery sheets, at the side of someone's bed.
She lifted her curly head off her hands, only to see a face coverd in healing bruises and cuts that shouldn't be there.
Nia'd eyebrows knitted in worry, and she bit her lip. Draco should be healing faster.
Draco twitched and whimperd in his sleep.
Completely on impulse, Nia reached out and touched his cheeck.
Eyelids fringed in silvery eyelashes flutterd open.
"Don't." Draco croaked.
"Don't what?" Nia inquired, eyes still looking intenly on Draco's face.
"Don't look at me like that, like I'm weak and vulnerable. Like I'm some poor soul in need of guidence. Like you want to save me. Like I'm not beyond help. Just, don't. I don't need anyone's help."
"I've seen you cry and bleed Malfoy! I've seen you at your weakest, so don't try and turn your back on me now. You need me and you know it!"
"Don't preach at me Weasley! What do you know? You have no idea what I'm going through! How could you even pretend to understand."
"Don't you dare try and presume anything about me Malfoy. I've seen things that would destroy you. You've got a hell of a lot of nerve trying to tell me what I feel or don't feel. Stop kidding your self. We could-"
"There is no 'we' Weasley! I work, live, and survive on my own! Just because you have golden eyes ypu think you're some sort of-" He stopped, mid sentence, realizing his slip of tongue.
"Y-You have them too!" Nia was completely stunned.
"So what if I do? You can't dwell on dreams, Weasley. It pointless and doesn't solve anything." Draco felt very drained. What did she mean by 'too'.did that mean Nia got the same strange prophacies, and if so, what did it all mean?
"Why do you keep hiding away? I'm not going to hurt you, or use you. I just want to help. I can't help who I am, or what I see, or the powers I have. We can help each other, if you can get passed your petty predjiduces. What are you hiding?" Nia had sat back down and Draco was resting his head on the pillow, his eyes staring at the ceiling.
"You wouldn't understand. You don't know what its like to feel lost. To be abandoned. You've felt love. I've never been hugged by my own mother. At least you still have yours. And you're one to talk about secrets. You hide just as much as I do. Don't preach at me Weasley, I'm not a fucking charity case. "
A lump formed in Nia's throat.
"Don't know what it feels like? I watched my mother die, because of something I did. You wanna know what I'm hiding Malfoy? You wanna know what suffering is? I KILLED MY OWN MOTHER! Are you happy? Well done Malfoy, you're so fucking cruel, you've gotten even, you've succeded. I'll leave you here to basque in your fucking victory, all alone. Good day Mr. Malfoy."
With tears running like rivers down her cheaks, Nia left the hospital wing.
(could end it here buuuuut..)
!@#$%^&*()!@#$^&*()+!@#$%^&*()_+!@#$%^&*()_+!!@#$%^&*()_+!@#$%^&*()___+ !@#$%^&*()_+!@#$%^&*()!@#$%^&*()_+!@#$%^&*()_=
Nia inhaled the sweet pre-dawn air, streching out her muscles and bones in the freezing morning mist.
'I can't believe I let him get under my skin like that. I can't believe I told him. Not even Alec knows I was there that night Mum-' Nia's thoughts were interupted by the new recruits of the White League showing up infront of the castle, looking rather worse for the wear.
"Arg! Wos that smell?" she heard the small black hair girl with light green eyes ask.
"That, my friend, is 5 am." Remarked the strawberry blond boy with violet colored eyes.
Nia remembered that their names were Jade and Thom. (A/N random Tammy P. connection.)
"Strech out. We're going running." Nia said, sharp and in control.
The crowd groaned.
Nia led them at a slow jog into the Forbidden Forest, along one of the many trails. Her breath puffed out in front of her in little clouds of carbon monoxcide.
Running had a very claming effect and the whole feeling of all her muscles and bones working together did wonders to her worried mind.
She could run like this forever.
Nia always wrote the best songs while running. The Forest almost crackled with insperation. She had a few rhyming cords down when she felt a body next to hers.
Fuck.
"I don't want to see you right now, or ever again for that matter, Draco." Nia bit out.
"Then don't. I'm simly jogging with some of my friends."
Nia spared a breif glance over her shoulder. She saw that her group had almost doubled.
"Who are all these people?" She asked, curiostiy getting the better of her. Or maybe it was the lack of sleep she got last night. Yeah, that's it...
"One word Weasley. Secrets. Your squad and mine have been matched up. Dumbledor's orders."
"But you're a Death-Eater!" Nia blurted out before she could help it. Note to Self: Get more sleep.
Draco laughed harshly.
"Who's judging too quick now?" He said, before sprinting on ahead.
"Bloody hell. This is all too complicated for my tastes." Nia mumbled. She shouldn't have to deal with this shit this early in the morning.
~*A/N*~ I'm sorry! I totally suck for not updating sooner. School has been so hectic. I=EVIL! I know how annoying it is when WIP just stop randomly, but I promise this will be finished! And that goes for my other stories too! In regards to Nia's secret, its exactly how it sounds. It's Nia's fault her mother is dead, I promise all will be explained. In the next chapter: The First ever meeting of the combined Leaugue of Secrets, Snape with a plan and a sexy lover (guess who!), AND! All will be explained!!!!! REVIEW IF YOU LIKE CHEESES! Erm.that is to say REVIEW IF YOU LIKE MY STORY!