A/N: Thanks for the reviews, shock-a-lot and Aidenfire ! Just to let you
know, I had (once upon a time) tried hard not to make her a Mary Sue, but I
failed miserably *flushes* , but I will make an effort to tone it down (I
hope). I also would like you to know that I had every intention of
abandoning this fic because I didn't think anyone was reading it.
Therefore I dedicate this Chapter to both of you.
Chapter 4
Left in front of Gryffindor tower by Draco, Sylph realized she had no clue what the password was. Inwardly she grumbled at her own forgetfulness and lack of awareness. She took a step back and observed the fat lady who was scrutinizing her as well.
The painting cocked it's head and murmured, "So you're the one all the commotion was about."
Rolling her eyes to the ceiling Sylph prayed for patience. "Rather. Now as it seems, I have forgotten to take down the password, so would you mind letting me in?"
The fat lady shook her head in the negative and apologetically told her she could not. Glowering at the painting she stomped her foot childishly, "So what am I supposed to do now?!"
"Well after that tantrum you had in the great hall, I'd say you should sleep out here."
Whipping her head around, her eyes narrowed when she saw the emerald eyed boy and growled, "Now is not the time to pick fights."
Smiling slightly he continued, "But.I was also in the wrong, so my way of apologizing will be to let you into our dorm." Turning towards the fat lady he nodded his head once and said, "Velveteen."
Upon entering the common room, she paused and took it in; there was a sickening amount of burgundy and gold, but other than that, it really was a beautiful place. Being a creature of simplicity, she enjoyed the homeliness of the overstuffed sofas and the mahogany chairs and desks. Her eyes warmed slightly and wandered over to the fire, settling into one of the armchairs. Harry smiled as he watched her contented face and sat in the armchair across from her. They sat there in silence for a few minutes, eyes gauging each other.
She sighed loudly and closed her eyes and after a pause, whispered, "I'm sorry."
Surprised by the apology he nodded slowly and answered in kind.
Cracking an eye open she smiled at him, "I'm a rather complicated person, as I'm sure Hunter told you. I suppose I'm still not used to the fact that not everyone is as serious as I am. You and your friends are exactly what I had always wanted for Hunter. You give him sense of belonging, friendship, happiness. In all honesty, I thought he would never have those things, but now he does. Maybe I'm jealous, I don't quite know, but Draco deserves these things. I suppose I resent too much and it has come out with my horrendously short temper. He's a great guy.I hope none of you will let my actions speak for him."
The depth of what she had said, rather unnerved him, but Harry knew that her primary worry was that they would take it out on Draco. "It's okay Sylph, it's not that big of a deal. BUT, I think you really are too serious.therefore I'm glad you'll be here with us. If anyone can loosen you up, it'll be us, Ron especially."
Chuckling, Sylph raised an eyebrow, "Not to be rude or anything, but I don't think any of you can handle me. I've known Draco most of my life and he still can't help but want to kill me most of the time."
Harry smiled at that and got up from his chair, "Challenges make life interesting, and this certainly will be a challenge."
She got up and walked over to him until they were only a few inches apart and placed a finger on his cheek, and her other hand on his chest, watching as his eyes widened and his body went rigid.
She smiled and kissed his neck murmuring, "Do I make you uncomfortable?"
Feeling her breath upon his naked skin, he suppressed a shudder. Gulping he choked out, "Slightly."
The tense environment was broken by Sylph's peal of laughter. She backed away and grinned brightly at him, "Honesty is usually an overrated policy, but in your case it does wonders for your boyish good looks. And you know what? This certainly will be interesting.but I'll give you fair warning Mr. Potter. My temper is rather short, my mood too serious, my mind too calculating, and my eyes too analyzing. Plan ahead and perhaps you might have a chance. Goodnight."
She turned and walked up to the girls' dormitory, leaving Harry shaking his head in amusement and embarrassment.
****
Changing into his PJ's, and slipping into bed, Harry heard Ron's 'psst'-ing him. Turning hi head towards his best friend, he noticed the red-head was wide awake and very curious.
"So did you make up with Sylph?"
Harry chuckled at the blunt question and turned over to get some rest, while whispering over his shoulder, "Something like that."
****
"Love.stop moving.I can't sleep like that!"
Giggling, Ginny nipped his neck and tightened her arms around him, removing her leg from between his, much to his relief/disappointment. He felt her give a muffled sigh against his neck, followed by a series of mumbles which only longtime boyfriends could discern.
"You think Slyph hates you?!"
"mmph"
Resting his hand on top of her head, he smiled down and the mess of auburn curls, "That's really rather silly Gin, if she hated you, she would have already beaten the snot out of you."
Ginny lifted her head slightly and glared at him with narrowed eyes.
The grey eyed wonder smirked, "She's rather overprotective of me, and if she really did hate you, she wouldn't have even spoken to you in the first place, let alone joked around with you."
"I suppose.but that warning she gave me."
Draco rolled his eyes skyward, "She gave a warning to every girl who dated me. Hell, you should have seen Pansy! Syl had merely floo-ed me and demanded to speak with the pug nosed wench. It really was hilarious; Pansy being Pansy thought she could get an attitude and dare to be snide with her. Let's just say that by the end of Syl's 'warning,' Pansy ran out of the room bawling like a baby and quaking for a week."
"So.you think she likes me?"
He leaned down and kissed her lips, tugging on her lower lip a bit longer and then smiled with their foreheads touching, "Well she certainly likes you more than Pansy, then again that's not saying much."
Laughing, he jumped away from a pillow-chucking Ginny.
She leapt up and launched herself at him, tackling him to the floor and straddling him, "You are in for so much trouble mister!"
Draco smirked from underneath her and took one of her hands and kissed the palm, huskily whispering, "I like it when you punish me."
****
It was a rather bright, overly cheerful morning as tired students shuffled into the Great Hall for breakfast.
Ron groaned, burying his head in his arms, unwilling to recognize the first day of school. Hermione on the other hand, was hyped to the point of chatting with a zombie-like Ron. Ginny went to sit with Draco, per usual. Harry, on the other hand peered around for Sylph. As if on cue, she entered the hall, with her robes open, showing off a baggy t-shirt with the letters, 'too busy to fcuk,' and a pair of mid thigh denim shorts and sneakers. As she got closer, he noticed that her hair was damp and she looked.awake.
Sylph dropped her book bag onto the floor and slid into the seat next to Harry and sighed a good morning. Harry grinned, "Well it seems you're a morning person."
She turned to him with a look that clearly said, 'are you insane?!' Sylph smirked at the boy wonder, "You have no idea how horrible I am in the morning, if anyone wakes me up, I'd throttle them and kick them afterwards. I also have a tendency to curse my alarm clock into oblivion. Nope, definitely not a morning person and don't ever believe otherwise. The only reason why I'm awake now is because I woke up two hours earlier to get some practice and a shower in."
She grabbed her plate and began shoveling food onto it, clearly not one of those bird eaters. Harry watched in amazement as she packed away the food as fast as a linebacker.
After swallowing a mouthful of eggs, Sylph asked what would be their first class. Harry cluelessly shrugged his shoulders and turned to Hermione. The over excited girl lectured them about being prepared and then told them the first class would be Transfiguration followed by Charms, lunch and then Care of Magical Creatures. Tomorrow would be Double Potions, Herbology, lunch and then divination. (A/N: Sorry I don't quite remember how the schedules work so I made up my own)
Harry turned back to Sylph when he heard a muffled snort. Looking extremely snobbish at that moment, she sniffed, "I almost forgot that even in your final year of study, that in Hogwarts, they insist on general study. I really do prefer specialization, it furthers your innate abilities rather than have you suffer at something you'll always be mediocre in."
Harry immediately whipped his eyes back to Hermione, who was seething (she really hadn't forgotten about yesterday's slight).
The bushy haired Head Girl growled uncharacteristically, "If you prefer it, why don't you leave?!"
Sylph raised an eyebrow, and Hermione was now graced with a smirk and amused eyes. "Well first off Miss I-need-to-be-the-bitchin'-and-moanin'- Hogwarts-know-it-all, I'm here for Draco, secondly, I was personally invited by Dumbledore at the beginning of the summer, and thirdly.I enjoy pissing you off."
The two girls began their breakfast by throwing it at each other, although they tended to miss the mouth area.some couldn't help but wonder if it was purposeful or not.
Harry settled for another croissant as strawberry jam flew over his head but sighed when some of it landed on the pastry, "I prefer grape."
A/N: PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE REVIEW? (I can cry y'know..='[ )
Chapter 4
Left in front of Gryffindor tower by Draco, Sylph realized she had no clue what the password was. Inwardly she grumbled at her own forgetfulness and lack of awareness. She took a step back and observed the fat lady who was scrutinizing her as well.
The painting cocked it's head and murmured, "So you're the one all the commotion was about."
Rolling her eyes to the ceiling Sylph prayed for patience. "Rather. Now as it seems, I have forgotten to take down the password, so would you mind letting me in?"
The fat lady shook her head in the negative and apologetically told her she could not. Glowering at the painting she stomped her foot childishly, "So what am I supposed to do now?!"
"Well after that tantrum you had in the great hall, I'd say you should sleep out here."
Whipping her head around, her eyes narrowed when she saw the emerald eyed boy and growled, "Now is not the time to pick fights."
Smiling slightly he continued, "But.I was also in the wrong, so my way of apologizing will be to let you into our dorm." Turning towards the fat lady he nodded his head once and said, "Velveteen."
Upon entering the common room, she paused and took it in; there was a sickening amount of burgundy and gold, but other than that, it really was a beautiful place. Being a creature of simplicity, she enjoyed the homeliness of the overstuffed sofas and the mahogany chairs and desks. Her eyes warmed slightly and wandered over to the fire, settling into one of the armchairs. Harry smiled as he watched her contented face and sat in the armchair across from her. They sat there in silence for a few minutes, eyes gauging each other.
She sighed loudly and closed her eyes and after a pause, whispered, "I'm sorry."
Surprised by the apology he nodded slowly and answered in kind.
Cracking an eye open she smiled at him, "I'm a rather complicated person, as I'm sure Hunter told you. I suppose I'm still not used to the fact that not everyone is as serious as I am. You and your friends are exactly what I had always wanted for Hunter. You give him sense of belonging, friendship, happiness. In all honesty, I thought he would never have those things, but now he does. Maybe I'm jealous, I don't quite know, but Draco deserves these things. I suppose I resent too much and it has come out with my horrendously short temper. He's a great guy.I hope none of you will let my actions speak for him."
The depth of what she had said, rather unnerved him, but Harry knew that her primary worry was that they would take it out on Draco. "It's okay Sylph, it's not that big of a deal. BUT, I think you really are too serious.therefore I'm glad you'll be here with us. If anyone can loosen you up, it'll be us, Ron especially."
Chuckling, Sylph raised an eyebrow, "Not to be rude or anything, but I don't think any of you can handle me. I've known Draco most of my life and he still can't help but want to kill me most of the time."
Harry smiled at that and got up from his chair, "Challenges make life interesting, and this certainly will be a challenge."
She got up and walked over to him until they were only a few inches apart and placed a finger on his cheek, and her other hand on his chest, watching as his eyes widened and his body went rigid.
She smiled and kissed his neck murmuring, "Do I make you uncomfortable?"
Feeling her breath upon his naked skin, he suppressed a shudder. Gulping he choked out, "Slightly."
The tense environment was broken by Sylph's peal of laughter. She backed away and grinned brightly at him, "Honesty is usually an overrated policy, but in your case it does wonders for your boyish good looks. And you know what? This certainly will be interesting.but I'll give you fair warning Mr. Potter. My temper is rather short, my mood too serious, my mind too calculating, and my eyes too analyzing. Plan ahead and perhaps you might have a chance. Goodnight."
She turned and walked up to the girls' dormitory, leaving Harry shaking his head in amusement and embarrassment.
****
Changing into his PJ's, and slipping into bed, Harry heard Ron's 'psst'-ing him. Turning hi head towards his best friend, he noticed the red-head was wide awake and very curious.
"So did you make up with Sylph?"
Harry chuckled at the blunt question and turned over to get some rest, while whispering over his shoulder, "Something like that."
****
"Love.stop moving.I can't sleep like that!"
Giggling, Ginny nipped his neck and tightened her arms around him, removing her leg from between his, much to his relief/disappointment. He felt her give a muffled sigh against his neck, followed by a series of mumbles which only longtime boyfriends could discern.
"You think Slyph hates you?!"
"mmph"
Resting his hand on top of her head, he smiled down and the mess of auburn curls, "That's really rather silly Gin, if she hated you, she would have already beaten the snot out of you."
Ginny lifted her head slightly and glared at him with narrowed eyes.
The grey eyed wonder smirked, "She's rather overprotective of me, and if she really did hate you, she wouldn't have even spoken to you in the first place, let alone joked around with you."
"I suppose.but that warning she gave me."
Draco rolled his eyes skyward, "She gave a warning to every girl who dated me. Hell, you should have seen Pansy! Syl had merely floo-ed me and demanded to speak with the pug nosed wench. It really was hilarious; Pansy being Pansy thought she could get an attitude and dare to be snide with her. Let's just say that by the end of Syl's 'warning,' Pansy ran out of the room bawling like a baby and quaking for a week."
"So.you think she likes me?"
He leaned down and kissed her lips, tugging on her lower lip a bit longer and then smiled with their foreheads touching, "Well she certainly likes you more than Pansy, then again that's not saying much."
Laughing, he jumped away from a pillow-chucking Ginny.
She leapt up and launched herself at him, tackling him to the floor and straddling him, "You are in for so much trouble mister!"
Draco smirked from underneath her and took one of her hands and kissed the palm, huskily whispering, "I like it when you punish me."
****
It was a rather bright, overly cheerful morning as tired students shuffled into the Great Hall for breakfast.
Ron groaned, burying his head in his arms, unwilling to recognize the first day of school. Hermione on the other hand, was hyped to the point of chatting with a zombie-like Ron. Ginny went to sit with Draco, per usual. Harry, on the other hand peered around for Sylph. As if on cue, she entered the hall, with her robes open, showing off a baggy t-shirt with the letters, 'too busy to fcuk,' and a pair of mid thigh denim shorts and sneakers. As she got closer, he noticed that her hair was damp and she looked.awake.
Sylph dropped her book bag onto the floor and slid into the seat next to Harry and sighed a good morning. Harry grinned, "Well it seems you're a morning person."
She turned to him with a look that clearly said, 'are you insane?!' Sylph smirked at the boy wonder, "You have no idea how horrible I am in the morning, if anyone wakes me up, I'd throttle them and kick them afterwards. I also have a tendency to curse my alarm clock into oblivion. Nope, definitely not a morning person and don't ever believe otherwise. The only reason why I'm awake now is because I woke up two hours earlier to get some practice and a shower in."
She grabbed her plate and began shoveling food onto it, clearly not one of those bird eaters. Harry watched in amazement as she packed away the food as fast as a linebacker.
After swallowing a mouthful of eggs, Sylph asked what would be their first class. Harry cluelessly shrugged his shoulders and turned to Hermione. The over excited girl lectured them about being prepared and then told them the first class would be Transfiguration followed by Charms, lunch and then Care of Magical Creatures. Tomorrow would be Double Potions, Herbology, lunch and then divination. (A/N: Sorry I don't quite remember how the schedules work so I made up my own)
Harry turned back to Sylph when he heard a muffled snort. Looking extremely snobbish at that moment, she sniffed, "I almost forgot that even in your final year of study, that in Hogwarts, they insist on general study. I really do prefer specialization, it furthers your innate abilities rather than have you suffer at something you'll always be mediocre in."
Harry immediately whipped his eyes back to Hermione, who was seething (she really hadn't forgotten about yesterday's slight).
The bushy haired Head Girl growled uncharacteristically, "If you prefer it, why don't you leave?!"
Sylph raised an eyebrow, and Hermione was now graced with a smirk and amused eyes. "Well first off Miss I-need-to-be-the-bitchin'-and-moanin'- Hogwarts-know-it-all, I'm here for Draco, secondly, I was personally invited by Dumbledore at the beginning of the summer, and thirdly.I enjoy pissing you off."
The two girls began their breakfast by throwing it at each other, although they tended to miss the mouth area.some couldn't help but wonder if it was purposeful or not.
Harry settled for another croissant as strawberry jam flew over his head but sighed when some of it landed on the pastry, "I prefer grape."
A/N: PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE REVIEW? (I can cry y'know..='[ )