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This chapter will be written in second person tense, meaning that Glicia will be referred to as 'you'. Tell me if you like it this way, or if I should go back to the third person narrative one. ON WITH DA STORY
Upon entering the transfiguration classroom, you immediately noticed that everyone was already sitting and in pairs, and not to mention sitting beside the opposite gender. Elli wasn't following you, he said something about exploring the grounds.
"Well, miss Granger, take a seat," The transfiguration professor said, then added after looking around, "I see we'll have to find you a partner, ah, Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Parkinson, I hope you don't mind Ms. Granger joining your group." It wasn't a question.
"No professor," Parkinson said, sounding very horny to you.
"Very well, Ms. Granger, what are you waiting for? Take a seat." The professor said once again.
You reluctantly obeyed, though you had to fight back the urge to groan, stuck with Malfoy again!
"Now, pick up where you left off, and Mr. Malfoy, if you would be so kind as to explain to Ms. Granger what we're doing." The professor said once again when everyone was settled.
"Alright, Granger," Malfoy started in his listen-because-I'm-not-going- to-repeat-myself tone, "We're working on a project that will transfigure a quill into the type of flower that your partner is most similar to. In order for this to work, we have to work with the opposite gender, do you understand me?"
"Yeah," You said, "So we're working on the Flurey Venaio?"
The Flurey Venaio is a spell that you learned last year in Salem. Seeing as how your old headmaster was your transfiguration professor, the whole Salem school was very advanced on Transfiguration, but horribly slow when it came to Astronomy or History of Magic, but that doesn't bother you at all, you have already read all the books required and passed the entrance test to Hogwarts with flying colours.
You almost laughed at the shocked expression on Parkinson's face, you look over to Malfoy, hoping to see the same thing, but no such luck. Though there do seems to be a flash of respect and something else you couldn't quite determine in his eyes, but that was just a flash, gone in a second.
"My father told me Salem was advanced in transfiguration." He said to you, and smirked his trademark smirk, "Have you already done this before?"
"Yes, learned it last year," You said in a bored voice, "But nobody actually tried the spell on me for some weird reason, maybe you could do it and see what flower comes out."
"Whatever," He says, but you know he didn't mean that, you can almost 'sense' that he wants to do the spell to you.
"Flurey Venaio," He said, pointing his wand at you.
There was a flash of blue light, then nothing, you can see Parkinson at Malfoy's side, looking shocked, which in your opinion only made her look more like a cow.
"Interesting." You can hear Malfoy's voice say, and you look over to him.
In his hand, held the most beautiful, delicate white rose you have ever seen. It looks so very fragile, as if the slightest breeze will break the petals into pieces, but you know for a fact that it's not. It's strong, as strong as you are.
"Want me to do the spell on you?" You offered to him, he raised his head, nodded, and put down the rose carefully on the desk.
"Flurey Venaio." You said, swishing you wand. Again, there was a flash of blue light, then you see a flower in front of you, you stretch out your hand and took it. It's a black tulip!
Strange, but not that much of a shock, it did suit Malfoy, after all. He's in Slytherin, and that explains the black, tulips are supposed to be graceful, elegant, and sometimes represent power, that explains the kind of flower. But there is one thing you don't get, a tulip often represent that the person is on the side of the light when the spell s done in times of a war, why would Malfoy be a tulip? You decide that you need to think about this later, because the professor, whom you found out was called McGonagall, was speaking, you try your hardest to listen.
" - and for your homework, I want an essay that clearly states what the spell 'Flurey Venaio' does, as well as what the flower that appeared for you means. Dismissed."
You start to clean up your things, everyone had gone for dinner, everyone except you and Malfoy.
"Here," He says, holding something to you, you turn to face him, and found his holding the white rose that appeared for you, "Keep it,"
"Thanks, Draco," You said. You thought that calling him by his first name in a situation like this is necessary. "Here, why don't you take this."
You hand him the black tulip, "You're not mad at me?" He asks you as he held the elegant flower in his hand.
"Why would I be?" You ask.
"For insulting you, of course," He said, as if everyone should be mad at him.
"No, not really," You said, "I know for a fact that you're not very bad, and besides, you're on the light's side in the war, so you can't be that bad."
He didn't say anything, but a smile appeared on his face, a very rare, genuine smile.
"Besides, did you know that even Voldemort is a half-blood?" You ask him, surprised that he didn't flinch at the name.
"So I guess you know then," He said, "I really don't want to be a death eater, but I don't really want to disobey my father."
"I know what you mean," you said, and smiled at him, "I'll see you later,"
"No," He says suddenly, "Avoid me at all costs."
"Why?" You ask, though you think you might already know the answer.
"So then I don't have to insult you anymore," He told you, then smiled again. 'For someone you just met, he's pretty nice to you,' a tiny little voice whispered at the back of your head, and you know that it wasn't Elli.
"I told you I don't mind already," You reassured him by grinning.
"I know you don't," He said, looking very grim, "But I really don't want to insult you anymore."
"If you say so," You told him, and turned to leave.
"Don't tell anyone," He blurted out, "About what happened here, I mean."
"Don't worry," You said, "It's not like I'm a blubber mouth or anything."
You left the room, the rose still in your hands, and you feel like you're almost floating on the clouds. Pretty good, for the first day of school, you thought.
You went into the Great Hall, and sat down in the Ravenclaw table, you smiled at your fellow housemates, and began to eat everything on your plate, even though you normally really hate eating broccoli, or celery sticks.
** I know that this chapter is short, but I think this is a good spot to stop. Tell me if you life this version, or the one where it narrates in third person. Review and tell me.
The next chapter is going to be out real soon, and it's going to involve the following:
Midnight strolls
Astronomy Tower
Animagus
Etc. ** Your Truly,
JJ **
This chapter will be written in second person tense, meaning that Glicia will be referred to as 'you'. Tell me if you like it this way, or if I should go back to the third person narrative one. ON WITH DA STORY
Upon entering the transfiguration classroom, you immediately noticed that everyone was already sitting and in pairs, and not to mention sitting beside the opposite gender. Elli wasn't following you, he said something about exploring the grounds.
"Well, miss Granger, take a seat," The transfiguration professor said, then added after looking around, "I see we'll have to find you a partner, ah, Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Parkinson, I hope you don't mind Ms. Granger joining your group." It wasn't a question.
"No professor," Parkinson said, sounding very horny to you.
"Very well, Ms. Granger, what are you waiting for? Take a seat." The professor said once again.
You reluctantly obeyed, though you had to fight back the urge to groan, stuck with Malfoy again!
"Now, pick up where you left off, and Mr. Malfoy, if you would be so kind as to explain to Ms. Granger what we're doing." The professor said once again when everyone was settled.
"Alright, Granger," Malfoy started in his listen-because-I'm-not-going- to-repeat-myself tone, "We're working on a project that will transfigure a quill into the type of flower that your partner is most similar to. In order for this to work, we have to work with the opposite gender, do you understand me?"
"Yeah," You said, "So we're working on the Flurey Venaio?"
The Flurey Venaio is a spell that you learned last year in Salem. Seeing as how your old headmaster was your transfiguration professor, the whole Salem school was very advanced on Transfiguration, but horribly slow when it came to Astronomy or History of Magic, but that doesn't bother you at all, you have already read all the books required and passed the entrance test to Hogwarts with flying colours.
You almost laughed at the shocked expression on Parkinson's face, you look over to Malfoy, hoping to see the same thing, but no such luck. Though there do seems to be a flash of respect and something else you couldn't quite determine in his eyes, but that was just a flash, gone in a second.
"My father told me Salem was advanced in transfiguration." He said to you, and smirked his trademark smirk, "Have you already done this before?"
"Yes, learned it last year," You said in a bored voice, "But nobody actually tried the spell on me for some weird reason, maybe you could do it and see what flower comes out."
"Whatever," He says, but you know he didn't mean that, you can almost 'sense' that he wants to do the spell to you.
"Flurey Venaio," He said, pointing his wand at you.
There was a flash of blue light, then nothing, you can see Parkinson at Malfoy's side, looking shocked, which in your opinion only made her look more like a cow.
"Interesting." You can hear Malfoy's voice say, and you look over to him.
In his hand, held the most beautiful, delicate white rose you have ever seen. It looks so very fragile, as if the slightest breeze will break the petals into pieces, but you know for a fact that it's not. It's strong, as strong as you are.
"Want me to do the spell on you?" You offered to him, he raised his head, nodded, and put down the rose carefully on the desk.
"Flurey Venaio." You said, swishing you wand. Again, there was a flash of blue light, then you see a flower in front of you, you stretch out your hand and took it. It's a black tulip!
Strange, but not that much of a shock, it did suit Malfoy, after all. He's in Slytherin, and that explains the black, tulips are supposed to be graceful, elegant, and sometimes represent power, that explains the kind of flower. But there is one thing you don't get, a tulip often represent that the person is on the side of the light when the spell s done in times of a war, why would Malfoy be a tulip? You decide that you need to think about this later, because the professor, whom you found out was called McGonagall, was speaking, you try your hardest to listen.
" - and for your homework, I want an essay that clearly states what the spell 'Flurey Venaio' does, as well as what the flower that appeared for you means. Dismissed."
You start to clean up your things, everyone had gone for dinner, everyone except you and Malfoy.
"Here," He says, holding something to you, you turn to face him, and found his holding the white rose that appeared for you, "Keep it,"
"Thanks, Draco," You said. You thought that calling him by his first name in a situation like this is necessary. "Here, why don't you take this."
You hand him the black tulip, "You're not mad at me?" He asks you as he held the elegant flower in his hand.
"Why would I be?" You ask.
"For insulting you, of course," He said, as if everyone should be mad at him.
"No, not really," You said, "I know for a fact that you're not very bad, and besides, you're on the light's side in the war, so you can't be that bad."
He didn't say anything, but a smile appeared on his face, a very rare, genuine smile.
"Besides, did you know that even Voldemort is a half-blood?" You ask him, surprised that he didn't flinch at the name.
"So I guess you know then," He said, "I really don't want to be a death eater, but I don't really want to disobey my father."
"I know what you mean," you said, and smiled at him, "I'll see you later,"
"No," He says suddenly, "Avoid me at all costs."
"Why?" You ask, though you think you might already know the answer.
"So then I don't have to insult you anymore," He told you, then smiled again. 'For someone you just met, he's pretty nice to you,' a tiny little voice whispered at the back of your head, and you know that it wasn't Elli.
"I told you I don't mind already," You reassured him by grinning.
"I know you don't," He said, looking very grim, "But I really don't want to insult you anymore."
"If you say so," You told him, and turned to leave.
"Don't tell anyone," He blurted out, "About what happened here, I mean."
"Don't worry," You said, "It's not like I'm a blubber mouth or anything."
You left the room, the rose still in your hands, and you feel like you're almost floating on the clouds. Pretty good, for the first day of school, you thought.
You went into the Great Hall, and sat down in the Ravenclaw table, you smiled at your fellow housemates, and began to eat everything on your plate, even though you normally really hate eating broccoli, or celery sticks.
** I know that this chapter is short, but I think this is a good spot to stop. Tell me if you life this version, or the one where it narrates in third person. Review and tell me.
The next chapter is going to be out real soon, and it's going to involve the following:
Midnight strolls
Astronomy Tower
Animagus
Etc. ** Your Truly,
JJ **