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Chapter Seven, A Carnival and All That Comes With It
The last week in October passed quickly and when the 31st finally came around, the Quidditch field was undergoing a
serious amount of decorating. There were a vast number of muggle rides, even a massive roller coaster that stretched from
one side of the field to the other, twisting and looping madly. There were also many stalls selling all kinds of treats, both muggle
and wizarding. Lissa was standing right in the middle of everything, directing with an iron fist. She looked extremely happy as
she ordered people about, her dark brown eyes sparkling madly. She let out a horrified squeak when a young witch from
Entertainment R Us conjuring a giant Venus fly trap.
"Holy Merlin what on earth do you think you are doing??"
"Umm..." the woman looked rather cowed, "Conjuring?"
"Arg...Look, let me show you. It's really not that difficult. You are an employee of one of the most prestigious entertainment
companies in the wizarding world, you should be able to conjure a simple Cloud Castle..."
Lissa took her wand from her robes and quickly got rid of the humongous plant. With a swift flick of her wand and a soft
muttering of "Conjuros," a small castle made out of what appeared to be cloud appeared.
"Now really, was that really so hard? You just need to pay more attention to what you are conjuring."
The other witch nodded meekly and scurried away. Lissa shook her head slowly and slipped her wand back into her robes.
This damn carnival was more trouble then it was worth, the student body better appreciate it. She thought darkly. She had
been working way too hard to get this thing right. As she thought, she did not sense someone creeping up behind her until he
had wrapped his arms around her waist. She squeaked softly and craned her head around to glare forcefully at Draco. When
she saw the superior grin on his face she kicked him hard in the shins.
"Where the hell have you been Malfoy??"
"What, back to Malfoy now are we Sissa?"
"You haven't bloody well helped me on this stupid bloody buggery carnival!"
"I did find this entertainment company for you..."
"That's it though! I am about to go insane from the stress! None of the employees can conjure the proper things we need!
One conjured a humongous Venus fly trap instead of a bloody cloud bloody castle! Why are you smirking? Wipe that bloody
smirk of your face this instant you evil bastard!"
"So she's started calling you a bastard now? Welcome to the family mate..." Gabe had walked up and had overheard his
sister's last comment to her boyfriend. Lissa glowered angrily at him and tried to kick him, but he gracefully dodged the sharp
edge of her shoe. Draco laughed quietly and ruffled her already frizzing hair.
"Why thank you...Oh I know you hate when I do that, just hush Sissa..." Malfoy said and then was rewarded with a sharp kick
to the shins.
"Let me go you smelly little ferret! I want to go lie down for the rest of eternity. Dammit Draco, you are freakin' Headboy! You
handle the rest of the Goddess forsaken carnival!" She squiggled out of his arms and stamped off. Draco and Gabe laughed
in her wake, but quickly stopped when she sent to hexes in their direction. The two boys shook their heads simultaneously and
Draco took charge of the setup of the carnival.
When Lissa got to her room she dropped onto her wide emerald bed, a tired groan escaping her. She was really sleepy;
she had hardly slept a wink in the past week. All her time and energy had been devoted to getting the blasted carnival
finished. And of course, doing the mountains of homework the teachers were piling upon all the Seventh years. She shoved
her head beneath her pillow and tried to block out the sounds of people giggling as they walked down the hallway outside of
the Head's rooms. Her head hurt fiercely and all she wanted to do was sleep until it was time for the carnival. With her head
under the pillow, she did not hear someone entering the dormitory. Lissa let out a yell when somebody leapt onto her bed, the
pillow flying off of her head.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? I want to sleep! Get the hell off my bed!!"
She flew into a sitting position; a few snowflakes started falling from the ceiling, drifting lazily to the emerald green bedspread.
An innocent looking Brad was sitting on the foot of her bed.
"But Lissa...The carnival starts in just four hours! We have got to start getting ready now!" The ADD afflicted girl could barely
hide the excitement that was welling up inside of her. Lissa just groaned and grabbed her pillow of the floor.
"However tempting it is to start getting ready for the hellish event I have been planning the last couple weeks for, I'd much
rather sleep. Why don't you go get ready and wake me up in a couple hours?"
"But Lissa! Don't you wanna be all pretty for Draco?"
"At the moment, I could really care less about how I look for that despicable bastard."
"Despicable?"
"Merlin, go get a bloody dictionary...Please Brad, let me sleep!"
"Nope! You're gonna go get ready with me."
"But I dun wanna..."
"Oh yes you do!"
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"No you don't."
"Yes I do!"
"There, I told you so!"
"Damn you Brad! I'm the one who's supposed to be using reverse psychology! Not you!"
The brown haired girl grinned madly and simply stuck her tongue out at Lissa.
"You're just stupid!" Immediately after that comment Brad flung herself off of Lissa's bed and sprinted toward the bathroom.
Lissa had reared up into a kneeling position and had her wand out, pointing right at her.
"How dare you call me stupid! I will hunt you out Brad and give you bloody tiger bloody ears and tail!" She launched herself off
of her bed and ran to the bathroom, throwing the door open. Brad was sitting on the rim of the humongous bathtub, a
superior grin on her face.
"I told you, you were going to get ready."
Lissa scowled darkly and the bathtub behind Brad filled up with icy water. She advanced on her friend and pushed her into
the tub. Brad let out a horrified shriek and promptly pulled Lissa in with her. The shock of icy water totally wiped the thoughts
of, Oh the pluses of controlling the elements, right out of her mind. The two girls started have a water fight in the pool sized
tubs, their happy screeches echoing in the large bathroom. Their joyous cries were cut off by someone clearing their throat.
Draco was leaning against the door frame, on pale eye brow almost in his free golden blonde hair.
"As much as I would love to watch you two ladies play more in a large pool of cold water, I need to have a word with
my...lovely girlfriend in the common room."
Lissa and Brad looked at each other and realized at pretty much the same time they were wearing white shirts and their
school skirts. Both girls screamed simultaneously and Lissa created a gust of wind that shoved Draco out of the bathroom and
pulled the door shut at the same time. The girl's eyes met again and they burst out into hysterical peals of laughter, Lissa's
headache completely forgotten.
Half an hour later, Lissa went down into the common, grateful of the roaring fire. Draco was sprawled out on one of the
large couches and she bounced over. She promptly sat on his chest, giggling softly at the sound of all the air rushing out of his
lungs. He eyes flew open as he gasped.
"Merlin Sissa! Get your ass off of me! You must weigh at least thirteen stone!"
She let out a mock gasp of anger and lightly smacked the top of his head.
"I'll have you know Malfoy; I only weight eight! So there you nasty little bastard!"
"Maybe not little..."
She squeaked and glared down at him.
"You are such a bad minded little git, ya know that?"
"I know it well. What are you wearing to the carnival?"
"Why do you want to know Draco?" There was a slight air of confusion in her words as she spoke, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Well, I didn't want to show up in all black for example if you were wearing all orange."
"Malfoy, you know perfectly well you would still show up in all black even if I was wearing all orange."
"Shush, no one else knows that..."
Lissa sighed and shook her head at him. There was an amused smirk on her lips as she hopped off his chest, her bare feet
sinking into the plush emerald carpet.
"I'm wearing black muggle clothes. You know, you should wear muggle clothes too. You'd be so hot."
"You wound me so; you say I am not hot when in wizarding clothes? You know I don't own any mud...muggle clothes
anyway..."
She groaned and smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand.
"Merlin, Malfoy...You bloody well know what I mean. And I know very well that you own a lovely selection of muggle clothing.
I have been through your closet numerous times."
"Hey! A closet is a very personal place to a wizard!"
Lissa snorted, her hands creeping to their familiar place on her hips, her face adopting the lecture look.
"The irony of you telling me that you prat! You've gone through my closet in my very presence!"
"That's different."
"How is it different Malfoy?"
"Err..."
"I thought as much...Anyway, I'm going to go get ready."
"Get ready now? There are still three hours until the carnival starts..."
"Be that as it may, but don't forget, it takes a girl much longer to dress then a guy. Though, in your case I might make an
exception. You probably take longer to dress then Parkinson does."
"What?? You are comparing me to that...that...Parkinson??"
Lissa giggled softly and blew him a kiss.
"Yes Draco, I am comparing you to Parkinson. I wouldn't think you'd mind, considering all the time you spent in her
company...You two were beginning to look like each other!"
She screamed happily when he grabbed one of the silver pillows from the couch and threw it at her. Her chaser instincts
kicked in and she reflexively caught it. She scowled playfully at him and threw it back, the soft object hitting right on the
head. She let out a snort of laughter and waved a little.
"See ya in a couple hours. You will be astounded and...err...astounded when we see each other again."
He merely raised a light eye brow at her lack of descriptive words and made a shooing motion. She giggled and turned
around to walk up to her room. Just as she started going up the stairs, a pillow hit her hard in the arse. A surprised squeak
came from her and she glared at him. Lissa quickly hurried up the stairs, avoiding the now sea of pillows being thrown at her.
As she opened the door to the bathroom, her foot slid on a pile of water from her earlier water fight. She fell to the floor, her
head landing on the hard stone with a sickening thud.
The living room was in utter shambles. The couch was overturned and the vases of flowers were broken. Lying sprawled
out on the floor were her parents. Lissa rushed over to them, dropping to her knees. Her mother was beaten beyond
recognition and the carpet around her was drenched in blood. Her father was sprawled over her back, apparently killed by
a curse. Written on the white wall behind the couch was a message written in blood, her mother's blood. "It is time to
remind you of who you really are."
The scene of her discovering her adoptive parent's death rushed through her unconscious mind. A terrified sob erupted from
her throat and it escalated into a scream when the very dead body of her mother stirred in the pool of rapidly drying blood.
Slowly, the broken figure rose to her knees. Her sightless, yet seeing eyes bore holes into Lissa's face, her rasping voice
echoing menacingly in the dream world.
"Soon the time will come to pass,
Corruption makes its home in willing hearts,
Pure of souls may try, but yet alas,
Malevolence always finds the open parts."
That battered and bloodied figure of her mother slowly crumpled and fell, disintegrating into countless millions of
fragments, t he dust-like particles drifting slowly to the floor. Lissa let out a terrified scream as tears of loss and agony
streamed down her cheeks. She backed up against the fire place, wishing with all of her heart that she could just take a
pinch of floo powder and floo away. But sadly, the pot of powder wasn't there and she was stuck in a room with her
father's dead body and what was left of her mother. She let out another cry as her father rose to his feet, much faster then
her mother did. He was in much better shape having been killed with a curse, not fists. He looked at her sadly and reached
out to touch her face. She cowered in the fireplace, her body shaking in terror. His hand dropped to his side as his body fell in
upon itself until he was no more then a pile of wet ashes. Lissa dropped to her knees and covered her face with her hands,
trying to block the flood of tears streaming out of her eyes. Then, the terrifying dream like plane was ripped apart by
someone screaming her name...
Lissa was lying on her bathroom floor, her head against the tiles. Somebody was yelling at her to wake up and stop
screaming. She let out a soft moan and tried to get into a sitting position. Brad dropped to her knees beside her, terror written
on the normally hyper girl's petrified face.
"Lissa are you okay???"
The simple request shattered what was left of Lissa's fragile self control. A choked sob erupted from her throat as she began to
cry in earnest. Unconsciously, her mind reached out for her brother, knowing she needed him. Brad tried to calm her down, but
that only made her cry harder. Seconds later, two other people ran into the bathroom. Lissa felt someone wrap their arms
around her making comforting noises. She got a familiar whiff of his personal smell and knew this was not her brother. A
strangled cry for her brother slipped out of her mouth. Her hands dropped to her lap and her pain filled eyes were revealed to
the assembled. Her chocolate hues revealed someone who had seen to much pain, too much agony in too short a time.
Gabe's breath caught in his throat as he looked at his sister. The signal he had been getting from her had scared him, but the
look of desolation and isolation that was written all over her features completely terrified him. Where the hell was the strong
and slightly strong girl he knew was his sister? This sobbing creature bore no resemblance to her. He quickly dropped to his
knees and pulled her into his caring embrace, her head burying itself in the space where his neck and shoulder met. His hands
gently rubbed her back, trying to soothe her.
"Liss, sweetheart, what's the matter?"
"M..M...Mum...D...Dad..."
That was all she needed to say. Gabe shot a look at the other two nodded in the direction of the door. They got the message
and quickly left. He kissed the side of her head and pulled his little sister by ten minutes into his lap.
"Just cry Baby Bear, Brother Bear won't ever leave you."
Some time later when Lissa was able to breathe properly again, she told Gabe what she had seen while unconscious.
After she had told him, a worried look crossed his face.
"What do you think Mum meant by that, corruption?"
"I think it has something to do with the prophecy. You know how it said one of the three of us, though we still don't know who
the third person is, is going to go over to the Dark side."
"Hmm...That seems to make sense. Do you think you'll be able to go to the carnival? It does start in an hour."
She sighed quietly and pressed her face into his shoulder for a moment. When she lifted it up from him, there was a determined
look on her face.
"I think I have to, I am Headgirl...I just hope I don't burst into tears again..." The look on her face told Gabe how she felt and
he pulled her into a tight hug.
"You'll be fine, I promise. You'll be having so much fun that you'll forget about what you saw. If not, I'll buy you a stone of
Honeydukes best chocolate, okay?"
A slight smile tugged at the corners of Lissa's down-turned mouth. She slowly unwrapped her arms from his neck and started
pulling out of his embrace.
"Hmmm, a stone you say? I think I'll be able to go to the carnival for that much chocolate. I hope it will keep the memories at
bay."
She offered a hand to him once she was up, and when he took it she heaved him up. Gabe ruffled her hair warmly and left
the bathroom, then her room. Lissa sighed softly as she followed him out. She rummaged through the large armoire until she
found a tight fitting black shirt with a large blood red pumpkin on the front. She smirked slightly at the truly frightening grin on
the pumpkin, a finger tracing the silver dribbles of what she had always taken as unicorn blood dribbling from the corners of
the upturned mouth. She found a pair of tight black jeans that rode low on her hips and threw it onto her bed along with her
shirt. She sighed again and dressed; she had absolutely no energy to primp herself. Lissa simply grabbed her hair brush and
dragged it through her intensely curly hair. She threw the hair brush onto her bed and stumbled out of her bedroom. She
hoped heartily that someone, anyone, was in the Common Room so they could help her get to the grounds. To her luck, Gabe
was sprawled out on one of the couches; much like Draco had been earlier. He lifted his head from the arm, a slight frown on
his face.
"You're wearing that shirt? Merlin Liss, that shirt scares the pants off me..."
"That is the point...It's pretty damn creepy, huh? I'm hoping to scare a couple of the First years. It'll be a total hoot."
He just shook his head slowly, a wide smirk on his face. He got up and headed for the portrait door.
"Gabe?" He stopped. "Help?"
He turned and grinned widely to her. He took her arm and flung it round his shoulders, the two heading out.
A few minutes later they were out on the grounds. Gabe was in awe at the carnival, Lissa muttering darkly about the
work it took to get it all looking like it did. He sighed quietly and lightly smacked the back of her head.
"Come on now Liss, stop grumbling. You had fun, and you know it!"
She took a deep breath in to scream something at him, but she was cut off by someone throwing their arm around her
shoulders. Draco grinned widely to her, his lips grazing the flesh beneath her ear.
"Hello Sissa, feeling better? Merlin that's a creepy ass shirt. Mate how could you let her come out in that?"
"Mate, I had no choice. She's quite formidable when she doesn't get her way..."
A knowing glance passed between the two boys after Gabe said that and Lissa let out an aggravated sigh.
"Stop talking about me like I'm not here you two stupid prats. I actually really like this shirt. It creeps most people out and they
leave me alone."
Both males sighed and Gabe broke away from the couple.
"I'm going to go look around, have fun you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"Gabe, that's like doing everything..."
"Exactly..."
"UH!" Lissa groaned and kicked him hard in the shins. He grinned and disappeared into the nearest crowd. Draco tightened
his hold on her and looked around.
"Sissa, where do you want to go first? There are some very interesting muggle devices I wouldn't mind trying..."
She mock gasped, her free hand clamping her mouth. "The great Draco Malfoy actually wants to try out a muggle ride? THE
WORLD IS COMING TO AN END!" She screamed the last sentence out, all the people within hearing whipping round to stare
at her. She scowled at them all, raising two of her fingers up into a rude gesture. Draco chuckled softly and pulled her in the
direction of the massive rollercoaster that winded around the grounds.
As night began to fall and people started heading back up to the school, Lissa was finally able to drag Draco away
from all the rides. He really was just a little kid on the inside. He had just said something hilarious and she burst out laughing,
when someone snorted in a derogative way behind them.
"Oh look, it's the new Slytherin whore with her night's date."
Lissa stopped laughing immediately and whipped around, Draco coming right with her. Standing with their arms crossed in
front of them now was Potter, Weasley, Finnigan, and Thomas. All four boys were eyeing her obviously and making extremely
rude comments in loud voices.
"Oh look, we've pissed the resident whore off. Did you outbid Parkinson for a day with that ferret? How much did you have to
pay? Your innocence?"
Weasley spoke up, his face filled with detest. "No way, not her innocence. I'm sure she gave that up her first night. She's just a
good for nothing whore trying to insert her talons into any thing with testosterones."
"Or maybe she's trying to get someone to insert something into her!" Potter said, malice written on his face, marring his once
beautiful emerald eyes. A soft hiss came out of Lissa and she shrugged her boyfriend's arm off of her shoulder. The wind was
starting to blow hard, vicious rain clouds forming in the sky. She took several steps closer to them, her brown eyes darkening to
black.
"Ron look! The whore is trying to get you into her bed! She may even forsake her night with the ferret for you. You'd like that
wouldn't you, you little whore!"
Once that comment had left the Irish boy's mouth the rain came down in torrents, the wind reached almost hurricane levels
and what looked like a type 5 tornado was being birthed in the heavens. Lissa's fist came back and too fast for anyone eye's
to follow, it flew forward. There was a sickening crunch as her knuckles collided and broke the Irish's boy's nose. In rapid
succession, she attacked the other three, not caring that she was heavily out numbered. Within seconds the wind was raging
angrily, the rain was coming down even harder and the tornado was close to the ground. Strangely, the four boys were
unable to over power a single girl. Draco lunged at Lissa and pulled her off the heavily bleeding boys. Even stranger, none of
the teachers had noticed the brawl. He brought his mouth close to her ear, trying to soothe the raging seas boiling over in her
empty eyes.
"Sissa, sweetheart, stop! You are going to destroy the school. You can get your revenge later, just not now." He rubbed her
arms, still murmuring soothing words in her ears. When she had calmed down enough for the tornado to go back into the sky,
the rain to lift a little, and the wind to die down he glared at the four prone boys. They were pretty beaten up. His customary
smirk crossed his face, his eyes almost glowing with protectiveness and ire in the pre-twilight gloom.
"If any of you even mention my girl's name you will find yourself at the bottom of the lake so fast you won't have time to
scream for help. She's more pure then anything you've ever even known so just go find some rabbits and fuck their brains out,
cause that's all you'll ever be able to get your filthy Gryffindor hands on. Come on Sissa, you shouldn't have to look at such
waste for so long."
He tenderly held her against his body and led her into the school. Luckily, the four boys nor Draco and Lissa would tell the
teachers about what happened. The weather would be blamed on a freak accident, though only one wizened old wizard
sitting up in his office would know the truth. The prophecy was starting to unfold.
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Chapter Seven, A Carnival and All That Comes With It
The last week in October passed quickly and when the 31st finally came around, the Quidditch field was undergoing a
serious amount of decorating. There were a vast number of muggle rides, even a massive roller coaster that stretched from
one side of the field to the other, twisting and looping madly. There were also many stalls selling all kinds of treats, both muggle
and wizarding. Lissa was standing right in the middle of everything, directing with an iron fist. She looked extremely happy as
she ordered people about, her dark brown eyes sparkling madly. She let out a horrified squeak when a young witch from
Entertainment R Us conjuring a giant Venus fly trap.
"Holy Merlin what on earth do you think you are doing??"
"Umm..." the woman looked rather cowed, "Conjuring?"
"Arg...Look, let me show you. It's really not that difficult. You are an employee of one of the most prestigious entertainment
companies in the wizarding world, you should be able to conjure a simple Cloud Castle..."
Lissa took her wand from her robes and quickly got rid of the humongous plant. With a swift flick of her wand and a soft
muttering of "Conjuros," a small castle made out of what appeared to be cloud appeared.
"Now really, was that really so hard? You just need to pay more attention to what you are conjuring."
The other witch nodded meekly and scurried away. Lissa shook her head slowly and slipped her wand back into her robes.
This damn carnival was more trouble then it was worth, the student body better appreciate it. She thought darkly. She had
been working way too hard to get this thing right. As she thought, she did not sense someone creeping up behind her until he
had wrapped his arms around her waist. She squeaked softly and craned her head around to glare forcefully at Draco. When
she saw the superior grin on his face she kicked him hard in the shins.
"Where the hell have you been Malfoy??"
"What, back to Malfoy now are we Sissa?"
"You haven't bloody well helped me on this stupid bloody buggery carnival!"
"I did find this entertainment company for you..."
"That's it though! I am about to go insane from the stress! None of the employees can conjure the proper things we need!
One conjured a humongous Venus fly trap instead of a bloody cloud bloody castle! Why are you smirking? Wipe that bloody
smirk of your face this instant you evil bastard!"
"So she's started calling you a bastard now? Welcome to the family mate..." Gabe had walked up and had overheard his
sister's last comment to her boyfriend. Lissa glowered angrily at him and tried to kick him, but he gracefully dodged the sharp
edge of her shoe. Draco laughed quietly and ruffled her already frizzing hair.
"Why thank you...Oh I know you hate when I do that, just hush Sissa..." Malfoy said and then was rewarded with a sharp kick
to the shins.
"Let me go you smelly little ferret! I want to go lie down for the rest of eternity. Dammit Draco, you are freakin' Headboy! You
handle the rest of the Goddess forsaken carnival!" She squiggled out of his arms and stamped off. Draco and Gabe laughed
in her wake, but quickly stopped when she sent to hexes in their direction. The two boys shook their heads simultaneously and
Draco took charge of the setup of the carnival.
When Lissa got to her room she dropped onto her wide emerald bed, a tired groan escaping her. She was really sleepy;
she had hardly slept a wink in the past week. All her time and energy had been devoted to getting the blasted carnival
finished. And of course, doing the mountains of homework the teachers were piling upon all the Seventh years. She shoved
her head beneath her pillow and tried to block out the sounds of people giggling as they walked down the hallway outside of
the Head's rooms. Her head hurt fiercely and all she wanted to do was sleep until it was time for the carnival. With her head
under the pillow, she did not hear someone entering the dormitory. Lissa let out a yell when somebody leapt onto her bed, the
pillow flying off of her head.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? I want to sleep! Get the hell off my bed!!"
She flew into a sitting position; a few snowflakes started falling from the ceiling, drifting lazily to the emerald green bedspread.
An innocent looking Brad was sitting on the foot of her bed.
"But Lissa...The carnival starts in just four hours! We have got to start getting ready now!" The ADD afflicted girl could barely
hide the excitement that was welling up inside of her. Lissa just groaned and grabbed her pillow of the floor.
"However tempting it is to start getting ready for the hellish event I have been planning the last couple weeks for, I'd much
rather sleep. Why don't you go get ready and wake me up in a couple hours?"
"But Lissa! Don't you wanna be all pretty for Draco?"
"At the moment, I could really care less about how I look for that despicable bastard."
"Despicable?"
"Merlin, go get a bloody dictionary...Please Brad, let me sleep!"
"Nope! You're gonna go get ready with me."
"But I dun wanna..."
"Oh yes you do!"
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"No you don't."
"Yes I do!"
"There, I told you so!"
"Damn you Brad! I'm the one who's supposed to be using reverse psychology! Not you!"
The brown haired girl grinned madly and simply stuck her tongue out at Lissa.
"You're just stupid!" Immediately after that comment Brad flung herself off of Lissa's bed and sprinted toward the bathroom.
Lissa had reared up into a kneeling position and had her wand out, pointing right at her.
"How dare you call me stupid! I will hunt you out Brad and give you bloody tiger bloody ears and tail!" She launched herself off
of her bed and ran to the bathroom, throwing the door open. Brad was sitting on the rim of the humongous bathtub, a
superior grin on her face.
"I told you, you were going to get ready."
Lissa scowled darkly and the bathtub behind Brad filled up with icy water. She advanced on her friend and pushed her into
the tub. Brad let out a horrified shriek and promptly pulled Lissa in with her. The shock of icy water totally wiped the thoughts
of, Oh the pluses of controlling the elements, right out of her mind. The two girls started have a water fight in the pool sized
tubs, their happy screeches echoing in the large bathroom. Their joyous cries were cut off by someone clearing their throat.
Draco was leaning against the door frame, on pale eye brow almost in his free golden blonde hair.
"As much as I would love to watch you two ladies play more in a large pool of cold water, I need to have a word with
my...lovely girlfriend in the common room."
Lissa and Brad looked at each other and realized at pretty much the same time they were wearing white shirts and their
school skirts. Both girls screamed simultaneously and Lissa created a gust of wind that shoved Draco out of the bathroom and
pulled the door shut at the same time. The girl's eyes met again and they burst out into hysterical peals of laughter, Lissa's
headache completely forgotten.
Half an hour later, Lissa went down into the common, grateful of the roaring fire. Draco was sprawled out on one of the
large couches and she bounced over. She promptly sat on his chest, giggling softly at the sound of all the air rushing out of his
lungs. He eyes flew open as he gasped.
"Merlin Sissa! Get your ass off of me! You must weigh at least thirteen stone!"
She let out a mock gasp of anger and lightly smacked the top of his head.
"I'll have you know Malfoy; I only weight eight! So there you nasty little bastard!"
"Maybe not little..."
She squeaked and glared down at him.
"You are such a bad minded little git, ya know that?"
"I know it well. What are you wearing to the carnival?"
"Why do you want to know Draco?" There was a slight air of confusion in her words as she spoke, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Well, I didn't want to show up in all black for example if you were wearing all orange."
"Malfoy, you know perfectly well you would still show up in all black even if I was wearing all orange."
"Shush, no one else knows that..."
Lissa sighed and shook her head at him. There was an amused smirk on her lips as she hopped off his chest, her bare feet
sinking into the plush emerald carpet.
"I'm wearing black muggle clothes. You know, you should wear muggle clothes too. You'd be so hot."
"You wound me so; you say I am not hot when in wizarding clothes? You know I don't own any mud...muggle clothes
anyway..."
She groaned and smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand.
"Merlin, Malfoy...You bloody well know what I mean. And I know very well that you own a lovely selection of muggle clothing.
I have been through your closet numerous times."
"Hey! A closet is a very personal place to a wizard!"
Lissa snorted, her hands creeping to their familiar place on her hips, her face adopting the lecture look.
"The irony of you telling me that you prat! You've gone through my closet in my very presence!"
"That's different."
"How is it different Malfoy?"
"Err..."
"I thought as much...Anyway, I'm going to go get ready."
"Get ready now? There are still three hours until the carnival starts..."
"Be that as it may, but don't forget, it takes a girl much longer to dress then a guy. Though, in your case I might make an
exception. You probably take longer to dress then Parkinson does."
"What?? You are comparing me to that...that...Parkinson??"
Lissa giggled softly and blew him a kiss.
"Yes Draco, I am comparing you to Parkinson. I wouldn't think you'd mind, considering all the time you spent in her
company...You two were beginning to look like each other!"
She screamed happily when he grabbed one of the silver pillows from the couch and threw it at her. Her chaser instincts
kicked in and she reflexively caught it. She scowled playfully at him and threw it back, the soft object hitting right on the
head. She let out a snort of laughter and waved a little.
"See ya in a couple hours. You will be astounded and...err...astounded when we see each other again."
He merely raised a light eye brow at her lack of descriptive words and made a shooing motion. She giggled and turned
around to walk up to her room. Just as she started going up the stairs, a pillow hit her hard in the arse. A surprised squeak
came from her and she glared at him. Lissa quickly hurried up the stairs, avoiding the now sea of pillows being thrown at her.
As she opened the door to the bathroom, her foot slid on a pile of water from her earlier water fight. She fell to the floor, her
head landing on the hard stone with a sickening thud.
The living room was in utter shambles. The couch was overturned and the vases of flowers were broken. Lying sprawled
out on the floor were her parents. Lissa rushed over to them, dropping to her knees. Her mother was beaten beyond
recognition and the carpet around her was drenched in blood. Her father was sprawled over her back, apparently killed by
a curse. Written on the white wall behind the couch was a message written in blood, her mother's blood. "It is time to
remind you of who you really are."
The scene of her discovering her adoptive parent's death rushed through her unconscious mind. A terrified sob erupted from
her throat and it escalated into a scream when the very dead body of her mother stirred in the pool of rapidly drying blood.
Slowly, the broken figure rose to her knees. Her sightless, yet seeing eyes bore holes into Lissa's face, her rasping voice
echoing menacingly in the dream world.
"Soon the time will come to pass,
Corruption makes its home in willing hearts,
Pure of souls may try, but yet alas,
Malevolence always finds the open parts."
That battered and bloodied figure of her mother slowly crumpled and fell, disintegrating into countless millions of
fragments, t he dust-like particles drifting slowly to the floor. Lissa let out a terrified scream as tears of loss and agony
streamed down her cheeks. She backed up against the fire place, wishing with all of her heart that she could just take a
pinch of floo powder and floo away. But sadly, the pot of powder wasn't there and she was stuck in a room with her
father's dead body and what was left of her mother. She let out another cry as her father rose to his feet, much faster then
her mother did. He was in much better shape having been killed with a curse, not fists. He looked at her sadly and reached
out to touch her face. She cowered in the fireplace, her body shaking in terror. His hand dropped to his side as his body fell in
upon itself until he was no more then a pile of wet ashes. Lissa dropped to her knees and covered her face with her hands,
trying to block the flood of tears streaming out of her eyes. Then, the terrifying dream like plane was ripped apart by
someone screaming her name...
Lissa was lying on her bathroom floor, her head against the tiles. Somebody was yelling at her to wake up and stop
screaming. She let out a soft moan and tried to get into a sitting position. Brad dropped to her knees beside her, terror written
on the normally hyper girl's petrified face.
"Lissa are you okay???"
The simple request shattered what was left of Lissa's fragile self control. A choked sob erupted from her throat as she began to
cry in earnest. Unconsciously, her mind reached out for her brother, knowing she needed him. Brad tried to calm her down, but
that only made her cry harder. Seconds later, two other people ran into the bathroom. Lissa felt someone wrap their arms
around her making comforting noises. She got a familiar whiff of his personal smell and knew this was not her brother. A
strangled cry for her brother slipped out of her mouth. Her hands dropped to her lap and her pain filled eyes were revealed to
the assembled. Her chocolate hues revealed someone who had seen to much pain, too much agony in too short a time.
Gabe's breath caught in his throat as he looked at his sister. The signal he had been getting from her had scared him, but the
look of desolation and isolation that was written all over her features completely terrified him. Where the hell was the strong
and slightly strong girl he knew was his sister? This sobbing creature bore no resemblance to her. He quickly dropped to his
knees and pulled her into his caring embrace, her head burying itself in the space where his neck and shoulder met. His hands
gently rubbed her back, trying to soothe her.
"Liss, sweetheart, what's the matter?"
"M..M...Mum...D...Dad..."
That was all she needed to say. Gabe shot a look at the other two nodded in the direction of the door. They got the message
and quickly left. He kissed the side of her head and pulled his little sister by ten minutes into his lap.
"Just cry Baby Bear, Brother Bear won't ever leave you."
Some time later when Lissa was able to breathe properly again, she told Gabe what she had seen while unconscious.
After she had told him, a worried look crossed his face.
"What do you think Mum meant by that, corruption?"
"I think it has something to do with the prophecy. You know how it said one of the three of us, though we still don't know who
the third person is, is going to go over to the Dark side."
"Hmm...That seems to make sense. Do you think you'll be able to go to the carnival? It does start in an hour."
She sighed quietly and pressed her face into his shoulder for a moment. When she lifted it up from him, there was a determined
look on her face.
"I think I have to, I am Headgirl...I just hope I don't burst into tears again..." The look on her face told Gabe how she felt and
he pulled her into a tight hug.
"You'll be fine, I promise. You'll be having so much fun that you'll forget about what you saw. If not, I'll buy you a stone of
Honeydukes best chocolate, okay?"
A slight smile tugged at the corners of Lissa's down-turned mouth. She slowly unwrapped her arms from his neck and started
pulling out of his embrace.
"Hmmm, a stone you say? I think I'll be able to go to the carnival for that much chocolate. I hope it will keep the memories at
bay."
She offered a hand to him once she was up, and when he took it she heaved him up. Gabe ruffled her hair warmly and left
the bathroom, then her room. Lissa sighed softly as she followed him out. She rummaged through the large armoire until she
found a tight fitting black shirt with a large blood red pumpkin on the front. She smirked slightly at the truly frightening grin on
the pumpkin, a finger tracing the silver dribbles of what she had always taken as unicorn blood dribbling from the corners of
the upturned mouth. She found a pair of tight black jeans that rode low on her hips and threw it onto her bed along with her
shirt. She sighed again and dressed; she had absolutely no energy to primp herself. Lissa simply grabbed her hair brush and
dragged it through her intensely curly hair. She threw the hair brush onto her bed and stumbled out of her bedroom. She
hoped heartily that someone, anyone, was in the Common Room so they could help her get to the grounds. To her luck, Gabe
was sprawled out on one of the couches; much like Draco had been earlier. He lifted his head from the arm, a slight frown on
his face.
"You're wearing that shirt? Merlin Liss, that shirt scares the pants off me..."
"That is the point...It's pretty damn creepy, huh? I'm hoping to scare a couple of the First years. It'll be a total hoot."
He just shook his head slowly, a wide smirk on his face. He got up and headed for the portrait door.
"Gabe?" He stopped. "Help?"
He turned and grinned widely to her. He took her arm and flung it round his shoulders, the two heading out.
A few minutes later they were out on the grounds. Gabe was in awe at the carnival, Lissa muttering darkly about the
work it took to get it all looking like it did. He sighed quietly and lightly smacked the back of her head.
"Come on now Liss, stop grumbling. You had fun, and you know it!"
She took a deep breath in to scream something at him, but she was cut off by someone throwing their arm around her
shoulders. Draco grinned widely to her, his lips grazing the flesh beneath her ear.
"Hello Sissa, feeling better? Merlin that's a creepy ass shirt. Mate how could you let her come out in that?"
"Mate, I had no choice. She's quite formidable when she doesn't get her way..."
A knowing glance passed between the two boys after Gabe said that and Lissa let out an aggravated sigh.
"Stop talking about me like I'm not here you two stupid prats. I actually really like this shirt. It creeps most people out and they
leave me alone."
Both males sighed and Gabe broke away from the couple.
"I'm going to go look around, have fun you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"Gabe, that's like doing everything..."
"Exactly..."
"UH!" Lissa groaned and kicked him hard in the shins. He grinned and disappeared into the nearest crowd. Draco tightened
his hold on her and looked around.
"Sissa, where do you want to go first? There are some very interesting muggle devices I wouldn't mind trying..."
She mock gasped, her free hand clamping her mouth. "The great Draco Malfoy actually wants to try out a muggle ride? THE
WORLD IS COMING TO AN END!" She screamed the last sentence out, all the people within hearing whipping round to stare
at her. She scowled at them all, raising two of her fingers up into a rude gesture. Draco chuckled softly and pulled her in the
direction of the massive rollercoaster that winded around the grounds.
As night began to fall and people started heading back up to the school, Lissa was finally able to drag Draco away
from all the rides. He really was just a little kid on the inside. He had just said something hilarious and she burst out laughing,
when someone snorted in a derogative way behind them.
"Oh look, it's the new Slytherin whore with her night's date."
Lissa stopped laughing immediately and whipped around, Draco coming right with her. Standing with their arms crossed in
front of them now was Potter, Weasley, Finnigan, and Thomas. All four boys were eyeing her obviously and making extremely
rude comments in loud voices.
"Oh look, we've pissed the resident whore off. Did you outbid Parkinson for a day with that ferret? How much did you have to
pay? Your innocence?"
Weasley spoke up, his face filled with detest. "No way, not her innocence. I'm sure she gave that up her first night. She's just a
good for nothing whore trying to insert her talons into any thing with testosterones."
"Or maybe she's trying to get someone to insert something into her!" Potter said, malice written on his face, marring his once
beautiful emerald eyes. A soft hiss came out of Lissa and she shrugged her boyfriend's arm off of her shoulder. The wind was
starting to blow hard, vicious rain clouds forming in the sky. She took several steps closer to them, her brown eyes darkening to
black.
"Ron look! The whore is trying to get you into her bed! She may even forsake her night with the ferret for you. You'd like that
wouldn't you, you little whore!"
Once that comment had left the Irish boy's mouth the rain came down in torrents, the wind reached almost hurricane levels
and what looked like a type 5 tornado was being birthed in the heavens. Lissa's fist came back and too fast for anyone eye's
to follow, it flew forward. There was a sickening crunch as her knuckles collided and broke the Irish's boy's nose. In rapid
succession, she attacked the other three, not caring that she was heavily out numbered. Within seconds the wind was raging
angrily, the rain was coming down even harder and the tornado was close to the ground. Strangely, the four boys were
unable to over power a single girl. Draco lunged at Lissa and pulled her off the heavily bleeding boys. Even stranger, none of
the teachers had noticed the brawl. He brought his mouth close to her ear, trying to soothe the raging seas boiling over in her
empty eyes.
"Sissa, sweetheart, stop! You are going to destroy the school. You can get your revenge later, just not now." He rubbed her
arms, still murmuring soothing words in her ears. When she had calmed down enough for the tornado to go back into the sky,
the rain to lift a little, and the wind to die down he glared at the four prone boys. They were pretty beaten up. His customary
smirk crossed his face, his eyes almost glowing with protectiveness and ire in the pre-twilight gloom.
"If any of you even mention my girl's name you will find yourself at the bottom of the lake so fast you won't have time to
scream for help. She's more pure then anything you've ever even known so just go find some rabbits and fuck their brains out,
cause that's all you'll ever be able to get your filthy Gryffindor hands on. Come on Sissa, you shouldn't have to look at such
waste for so long."
He tenderly held her against his body and led her into the school. Luckily, the four boys nor Draco and Lissa would tell the
teachers about what happened. The weather would be blamed on a freak accident, though only one wizened old wizard
sitting up in his office would know the truth. The prophecy was starting to unfold.
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