Harry came up to the portrait of the Pink Lady
"Blast-Ended Screwts"
The portrait swung forward. Let her not be there, Harry prayed, let her not be there...
"HARRY POTTER!!!"
Hermione's familiar voice filled the common room as Harry hung his head. She knew.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? What if you HURT someone? Have you opened up your Potions book at all, or did you buy it just to spend some money? I mean, you should KNOW that adding Blast-Ended Screwt's Stings with Wolfsbane produces a fatal gas! Can you read at ALL or are those glasses there FOR NO REASON?"
Harry sighed. "Hermione... I'm sorry..."
"Don't apologize to ME! Anyway... I have no time for this..."
Hermione went back to sit at the couch talking to... Harry blinked. It was Priscillia.
"Hermione..." Harry called as she looked at him.
"What?" she sounded so impatient
"Can we talk just for a second?"
Hermione rolled her eyes and came over.
"What is so important that you must interrupt my conversation with Lia?"
"Isn't she in Slytherin?" He raised his eyebrows
"So?" Hermione looked back at him with equal curiosity.
"Well... what is she doing here?"
Helmione gave him the how-rude-can-one-get face.
"There isn't a rule stating you cannot invite other students to our common room, unless you think I, as the Head Girl have no idea!" Hermione was turning red
"There isn't a rule becuse it's supposed to be common sense! Would you bring Draco Malfoy here? What if she is spying on us? What if she is getting information out of you?"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?! Are you totally fucked in the brain or are you just acting it? She hasn't even BEEN to the Slytherin common room yet! Dumbledore came to the prefect meeting an asked nicely, if anyone would-"
"AND YOU HAD TO VOLUTEER? May I remind you she is a VAMPIRE! V-a-m-p-i-r-e!" Harry was angry. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Lia coming over. She turned quietly to Hermione
"I think I might go now... You know, get to actually know someone from my own house..."
She turned and ran off. It was obvious that she was crying.
"LIA!" Hermione turned to go after her but then reconsidered. Instead she turned around and with all her might slapped Harry.
"I hope you are happy now!" and she walked off leaving Harry amazed, rubbing the red sore handprint on his cheek.
***
Draco yawned, spread on the couch in the Slytherin common room. He watched as Lia ran in and towards the direction of the stairs that lead to the girls dormitories.
"I wouldn't go there if I were you" he said in his usual drawling cold tone "Pansy and Marcus went up there about an hour ago, and never came out, so to avoid awkward moments, don't go in there."
"Oh..." She smiled a little and sat down at the other end of the couch.
"Priscillia, right?" Draco's eyes lit with interest. He had never met a vampire before.
"Yeah, but call me Lia. Priscillia sounds so... official" She smiled again. Draco noticed that she never smiled or laughed with lips parted, and he knew exactly why. Even when she spoke the sharp tips of her abnormal canine-like fromt teeth poked into attention, and with the trouble she was getting now, it was the last thing she needed, to have people pointing it out.
"So how are things in good old Durmstrang?" Draco asked in his usual drawling tone "Dark Arts aren't getting too out of hand?"
"Actually, that's why I left." Draco was amazed at how she spoke so clearly, without any trace of an accent, when she just came from the middle of Europe "The Dark Arts are getting into the heads of some. Not a day goes by when a student isn't tortured or made do things against his own will. We had an incident where one girl was put into a two-weeks coma by an Avada Kedavra. It was lucky that the one who cast it wasn't powerful enough for the curse to take it's full affect, so I came here."
"Well maybe that girl did something to deserve it, ever thought of that?"
Lia smiled and cocked an eyebrow "She refused to go to a school ball with the guy."
"Geesh..." Draco has never been in a situation where a girl ever refused him "He must have been one desperate son of a bitch..."
"I guess he was." Lia laughed, her emerals eyes shone with amusement "But if I'm not wrong, you have a few bad apples here at Hogwarts too, I mean that Potter needs anger management therapy."
"Ohh... so you met the world savior, Potty, eh? All that Boy Who Lived shit is getting into his head."
"I noticed." The amusement was gone from her eyes, as they lowered gravely "He was screaming at Hermione..."
Draco snorted "You mean Granger? She is a Mudblood and a fool."
"She seems nice," Lia protested "and she stood up to Potter for me."
Draco raised his eyebrows "She did?"
"Yeah.. why does that surprise you?"
"Because it is a known fact that she has a thing for Potter, one wouldn't think she would do something to drive him away." Lia listened Draco's matter-of-factly tone and smiled.
"By 'one' you must mean yourself."
"Ohh.." Draco smirked "I see we have someone in Slytherin who actuallly posesses a brain."
All of a sudden, a high pitched giggle came from the stairs. Pansy was coming down, her hair messed up and shirt buttoned up wrong, shortly followed by Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch captain. They both ignored Draco and Lia, and exited the Slytherin common-room. Lia stood up;
"I think the girl's dormitories are now free."
"You never know" Draco smirked. He was quite enjoying Lia's company "They might have been having a threesome, and the third companion didn't have time to emerge yet."
Lia laughed and stretched her hand out "It was a pleasure meeting you, Draco Malfoy."
Draco took her hand and gently kissed it "I assure you dear Priscillia, the pleasure was all mine." and he watched her gracefully rise up the staircase.
***
He left his common room at midnight, rushing through the corridors. He was late. He left the castle, running through the snowy fields. A red-head Hufflepuff girl was standing at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, as he reached her, he stopped, breathing heavily.
"Hello Sascha"
"You asked to meet me here?" she asked quitely
"Yeah... does that surprise you?"
"It does... you never say anything to me and then you ask to meet me alone? Is it something urgent?" the girl looked worried.
"It depends on what you define as urgent," he smirked cooly and wrapped his hands around her waist.
Sascha's mouth dropped open as she pushed him away "Don't touch me like that!"
"Oh?" his smirk was getting wider "What about like this?" He squeezed her bum.
"What are you doing?!? Are you crazy???" She pushed him away and started running but he lunged on her.
"Stop! STOP! STOP IT!!!" Sascha kicked as hard as she could but always she only thing she hurt was the empty air. He grabbed her, as she continued ejecting screams that no-one would hear.
"Blast-Ended Screwts"
The portrait swung forward. Let her not be there, Harry prayed, let her not be there...
"HARRY POTTER!!!"
Hermione's familiar voice filled the common room as Harry hung his head. She knew.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? What if you HURT someone? Have you opened up your Potions book at all, or did you buy it just to spend some money? I mean, you should KNOW that adding Blast-Ended Screwt's Stings with Wolfsbane produces a fatal gas! Can you read at ALL or are those glasses there FOR NO REASON?"
Harry sighed. "Hermione... I'm sorry..."
"Don't apologize to ME! Anyway... I have no time for this..."
Hermione went back to sit at the couch talking to... Harry blinked. It was Priscillia.
"Hermione..." Harry called as she looked at him.
"What?" she sounded so impatient
"Can we talk just for a second?"
Hermione rolled her eyes and came over.
"What is so important that you must interrupt my conversation with Lia?"
"Isn't she in Slytherin?" He raised his eyebrows
"So?" Hermione looked back at him with equal curiosity.
"Well... what is she doing here?"
Helmione gave him the how-rude-can-one-get face.
"There isn't a rule stating you cannot invite other students to our common room, unless you think I, as the Head Girl have no idea!" Hermione was turning red
"There isn't a rule becuse it's supposed to be common sense! Would you bring Draco Malfoy here? What if she is spying on us? What if she is getting information out of you?"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?! Are you totally fucked in the brain or are you just acting it? She hasn't even BEEN to the Slytherin common room yet! Dumbledore came to the prefect meeting an asked nicely, if anyone would-"
"AND YOU HAD TO VOLUTEER? May I remind you she is a VAMPIRE! V-a-m-p-i-r-e!" Harry was angry. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Lia coming over. She turned quietly to Hermione
"I think I might go now... You know, get to actually know someone from my own house..."
She turned and ran off. It was obvious that she was crying.
"LIA!" Hermione turned to go after her but then reconsidered. Instead she turned around and with all her might slapped Harry.
"I hope you are happy now!" and she walked off leaving Harry amazed, rubbing the red sore handprint on his cheek.
***
Draco yawned, spread on the couch in the Slytherin common room. He watched as Lia ran in and towards the direction of the stairs that lead to the girls dormitories.
"I wouldn't go there if I were you" he said in his usual drawling cold tone "Pansy and Marcus went up there about an hour ago, and never came out, so to avoid awkward moments, don't go in there."
"Oh..." She smiled a little and sat down at the other end of the couch.
"Priscillia, right?" Draco's eyes lit with interest. He had never met a vampire before.
"Yeah, but call me Lia. Priscillia sounds so... official" She smiled again. Draco noticed that she never smiled or laughed with lips parted, and he knew exactly why. Even when she spoke the sharp tips of her abnormal canine-like fromt teeth poked into attention, and with the trouble she was getting now, it was the last thing she needed, to have people pointing it out.
"So how are things in good old Durmstrang?" Draco asked in his usual drawling tone "Dark Arts aren't getting too out of hand?"
"Actually, that's why I left." Draco was amazed at how she spoke so clearly, without any trace of an accent, when she just came from the middle of Europe "The Dark Arts are getting into the heads of some. Not a day goes by when a student isn't tortured or made do things against his own will. We had an incident where one girl was put into a two-weeks coma by an Avada Kedavra. It was lucky that the one who cast it wasn't powerful enough for the curse to take it's full affect, so I came here."
"Well maybe that girl did something to deserve it, ever thought of that?"
Lia smiled and cocked an eyebrow "She refused to go to a school ball with the guy."
"Geesh..." Draco has never been in a situation where a girl ever refused him "He must have been one desperate son of a bitch..."
"I guess he was." Lia laughed, her emerals eyes shone with amusement "But if I'm not wrong, you have a few bad apples here at Hogwarts too, I mean that Potter needs anger management therapy."
"Ohh... so you met the world savior, Potty, eh? All that Boy Who Lived shit is getting into his head."
"I noticed." The amusement was gone from her eyes, as they lowered gravely "He was screaming at Hermione..."
Draco snorted "You mean Granger? She is a Mudblood and a fool."
"She seems nice," Lia protested "and she stood up to Potter for me."
Draco raised his eyebrows "She did?"
"Yeah.. why does that surprise you?"
"Because it is a known fact that she has a thing for Potter, one wouldn't think she would do something to drive him away." Lia listened Draco's matter-of-factly tone and smiled.
"By 'one' you must mean yourself."
"Ohh.." Draco smirked "I see we have someone in Slytherin who actuallly posesses a brain."
All of a sudden, a high pitched giggle came from the stairs. Pansy was coming down, her hair messed up and shirt buttoned up wrong, shortly followed by Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch captain. They both ignored Draco and Lia, and exited the Slytherin common-room. Lia stood up;
"I think the girl's dormitories are now free."
"You never know" Draco smirked. He was quite enjoying Lia's company "They might have been having a threesome, and the third companion didn't have time to emerge yet."
Lia laughed and stretched her hand out "It was a pleasure meeting you, Draco Malfoy."
Draco took her hand and gently kissed it "I assure you dear Priscillia, the pleasure was all mine." and he watched her gracefully rise up the staircase.
***
He left his common room at midnight, rushing through the corridors. He was late. He left the castle, running through the snowy fields. A red-head Hufflepuff girl was standing at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, as he reached her, he stopped, breathing heavily.
"Hello Sascha"
"You asked to meet me here?" she asked quitely
"Yeah... does that surprise you?"
"It does... you never say anything to me and then you ask to meet me alone? Is it something urgent?" the girl looked worried.
"It depends on what you define as urgent," he smirked cooly and wrapped his hands around her waist.
Sascha's mouth dropped open as she pushed him away "Don't touch me like that!"
"Oh?" his smirk was getting wider "What about like this?" He squeezed her bum.
"What are you doing?!? Are you crazy???" She pushed him away and started running but he lunged on her.
"Stop! STOP! STOP IT!!!" Sascha kicked as hard as she could but always she only thing she hurt was the empty air. He grabbed her, as she continued ejecting screams that no-one would hear.