AN: Is it just me, or did my bumble bee look drunk??? I think he stole the Vodka!!!
Dis is Dedicated to Lance!!! LUV YOU!!!!!
********** Chapter 3 **********
"Neville?" I asked, shocked. He looked GOOD!! Dag! I thought. Malinda's gonna be pissed! He looks like the kind of guys she dates!
"Hey, gin," he said, smiling. I usually would feel my knees get weak at a smile like that, but they didn't. Weird, I thought.
"What happened to you?" I asked, shocked. His smile just got wider.
"I went to the states," he said, still smiling. "My aunt went crazy when she saw me. She took me any and everywhere. I guess you can say I'm a new man."
I snorted, new was an understatement. Hot is more like it, I thought.
But, I wasn't thinking about Neville. He was just a friend and always would be. But, at least I wouldn't be bored during dinner. I was going to start a conversation when Dumbledore stood up, signaling silence.
"As usual, the Forbidden forest is, well forbidden," the elderly wizard spoke. "I would also like to introduce our new Defense against the dark arts teacher, who requested to be called Miss Azul."
This caused a woman at the table who I don't think anyone noticed to stand. She had her hood up and took it off, causing many students to gasp. She had waist long jet black hair and looked to be at least 6'2". Her skin was so pale you could see that her lips were a rose color from my seat and her eyes were a luminescent blue color. She looked like a living porcelain doll.
She nodded her greeting to the silent hall and sat back down, pulling her hood up. She obviously felt uncomfortable in the crowded hall. Dumbledore finished his speech and sat down, food appeared on the tables.
I turned to talk to Neville but saw that he was still staring at the new teacher, not caring about dinner. I looked and saw that many boys were doing the same. Shaking my head, I started eating dinner.
********************************** Malinda POV ***********************************
I stood from the Hufflepuff table, looking for Ginger. I saw her, walking next to Longbottom. I made my way through the crowd grabbing her arm.
"Come with me," I whispered.
She nodded and we walked away from the groups, heading down a dark hallway. We went up a flight of stairs and down another hall before we found it. I knocked on the door, hearing a "Come in".
I opened the door to see my Aunt Malinda, AKA Miss Azul, whom I was named after.
"Hello aunt," I said, walking over to her chair by the fire. She had taken her hood down, but I could still tell she was nervous.
She had been a spy, working for the light. She had seen and done many things that she didn't like. She saw people die and killed some. She lived in the shadows most of the time, hiding away. It must have been weird for her to live in the light now, an easy target.
"This is Ginger," I said introducing her. "Gin, this is my aunt Malinda. She's my father's twin."
"Hello," Ginger said quietly. I could tell she felt uneasy here, nervous about being around her.
"Pleasure," my aunt said quietly. "What are you two doing here? Someone could've been coming here and seen you."
I was about to ask who when there was a knock on the door. Without waiting for an answer, the door opened, showing Severus Snape.
Snape was the potions master. He was considered a grouchy old man and acted like he. He snapped at any student and was only slightly nice to his own house, Slytherin. He has greasy long black hair and black eyes that showed no emotion. He was pale skinned and his lips were always turned into a frown or smirk, never a smile.
"Weasley," she said, smirking. "Cartier. Aren't you supposed to be in your common rooms."
"I was visiting my teacher Professor Snape," I hissed at the man. He was SO ANONYING. "I have permission to be here. YOU I don't know about."
"Malina Ariel Cartier," my aunt said, scolding. "You will apologize this instant and will go to your dormitory this instant."
"He doesn't deserve an apology," I told her grabbing Ginger's arm. "And he won't get one."
Angry, I pulled her out the room, dragging her out. I let go of her arm and went to Hufflepuff common room, angry. I stormed past everyone in the house and went to my dorm, mad. I changed into my night clothes and went to sleep, knowing that tomorrow I'd be in trouble.
************************************ Ginger's POV *******************************
Even a few desks away, I could tell that Malinda was fuming, even though we were in her favorite class, Herbiology. But, she handled the pant she was trimming delicately, even though her cuts were a bit hard and hazardous.
"Calm down," I hissed at her as she walked past me.
She stopped and whispered, "I think they're together."
I looked at her shocked as she talked to Professor Sprout, a short, plump woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. They talked for a second before Malinda left, why I have no idea. Sighing, I turned back to my plant.
"What's up her arse?" Neville asked, standing next to me.
"I have no clue," I told him, not wanting to share.
"I can't wait till DADA today," he told me, sighing.
"Someone has a crush," I said, smiling.
"Maybe," Neville said, blushing while he turned back to his plant.
"Well," I told him, "I have some bad news for you."
"What?" he asked, interested.
"That's Malinda's aunt," I told him.
"Miss bitch?" he asked. "Miracle that they can have at least one decent person in their family."
"Did I mention they have the same name?" I said, holding back a smile. "And, from observations and research, I can tell you that in a few years, Malinda will look like that."
"WHAT?" he asked, nearly dropping his scissors.
"Quiet," the professor snapped at him.
"In her family, genes make the females look similar," I explained. "No matter how their parents look, the females all look alike. It's actually kinda scary."
"She doesn't look like that now," he mumbled, snipping a twig.
"It's like some transformation," I told him, explaining all I knew. "But, you really have to ask Malinda about it. I don't really know."
"Like I'd really want to talk to her," he mumbled, going silent.
I shook my head and went back to cutting, a plan suddenly coming into my head.
************************************* Malinda POV ************************************
I walked into the DADA classroom, talking to Ginger. But, seeing my aunt, I silenced, sitting in the back. We weren't talking at the moment. Well, I wasn't talking to her.
Once everyone was in the room, she finally removed her cloak, showing her black robes that looked loose.
"Can everyone please stand?" she asked, being polite. "I have assigned seats."
I stood by the wall, bored until she called my name, placing me at a seat by her desk. I thinking of how terrible it was, it got worse once she sat Longbottom next to me. She gave Ginger a seat in the farthest corner, far away from me.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked after she assigned us a chapter to read.
"I'm disappointed in you," I told her, speaking in my normal tone, which I rarely used. It was a soft tone, one that mother's used to soothe babies, but made it hard to hear you.
"Why?" she asked, looking over a book on her desk. "Your own father would've done the same. You know what is expected of you. You must behave and respect your elders. Being a Cartier means you get respect, but you must also show it."
"But he disrespected me," I told her, trying to explain.
"But you have to be the bigger person and still respect him," she said, as if it was obvious. "We shall speak no more of this."
"Fine," I sighed, turning toward my book. But, not before I saw Longbottom glance in my direction. Idiot, I thought. It's obvious she doesn't want you. Why you would go after her, I have no idea.
Shaking my head, I started reading, not wanting to be left behind.
********************************* Ginger ****************************
The last two classes had worn me out. I didn't think I could stay awake any longer. I was heading to the Great Hall, hoping dinner would be short when Professor McGonnagal stopped Malinda and I from going in. She was a strict with who kept her dark brown hair in a tight bun, her dark brown eyes sharp, picking up the tiniest of things. Her pale skin was wrinkled with old age and worry.
"I need you two to help me," she said, ignoring the crowd of students passing us. "Two students are doing horrible in Defense against the dark arts. I know it's just the beginning of the year and all, but they have been doing bad for a while and I need you to help me. Miss Azul recommended you two to help them out as the year progresses.
"You two are the brightest, seeing how you were able to skip a grade last year. Just help them as things get tough in the course and this will be put on your records."
"We'll do it," Malinda said, knowing I was too tired to answer.
"Good," the deputy head mistress said. "You can start tomorrow. For now, you may go eat supper."
I walked to our table, exhausted. I sat by Neville, who had been silent for the rest of the day. I guess finding out about Malinda shocked him, I thought. But, I was too tired to talk anyway.
I ate as much as I coukld and left the table. I was about to climb the stairs when I felt someone tugging on my hand. It's was Malinda.
Withoyut saying a word she pulled me off the stairs and onto another flight. We climbed two flights and went down the hall, then went down a flight.
She peekd into a closed door and I saw her face harden.
"Look," she told me, fuinally letting go of my arm.
I looked and saw…………………………..
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