Alrighty. here's chapter 5 (exciting, eh?) I would greatly appreciate if I
could get a couple reveiws, (pretty please). Foxy, you rock!
Disclaimer: I still own me and my cat and the plot. But that's all for now. maybe I'll add some more of my own stuff later, but until then. all is JKRowlings.
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The week passed quickly. Too quickly for Kristin and Draco who were just as quickly beginning to sincerely enjoy each other's company. The boy came to visit her daily: between classes, during feasts. He even missed a class until Madam Pomfrey came in and chased him away. Kristin was surprised that the nurse was letting Draco see her so much. Madam Pomfrey was usually all for leaving a patient alone to get his or her rest.
But, for some reason or another, Draco was there, every waking hour that classes would allow him. He helped her with the homework that Snape dropped off with a few dire consequences that caused Draco to be shooed away a time or two.
Overall, however, it was the best week of his life. He was used to the cruelty of his father or the stupidity of Crabbe and Goyle or the outright flirting from Pansy. But with Kristin all was different.
Kristin was very sweet to him, all the time, even when everyone was against him. Potter, Granger, Weasley, the entire three houses of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and HufflePuff, his father. the list went on. But Kristin saw through it all. And she was so bright. She knew things that Draco didn't. She was eager to learn about the things that he knew but she didn't. Her mind was always working and her eyes truly lit up when she was learning new things. He didn't see that often from her. She didn't laugh and smile much, much more now than in the beginning of the week, and her eyes were often sad and lonely. Draco could never quite figure out what she was thinking.
"I get to go to class tomorrow," Kristin beamed. There was the eager excitement in her eyes that he noticed before.
"That's awesome," he replied, smiling. She'll finally be in my classes, he thought.
"Yeah. Madam Pomfrey said that my burns should be healed by tonight. So I'll spend the night here and then go to class tomorrow morning."
"Kristin," Draco started, suddenly quiet and solemn, "how'd you get those burns anyway?"
"Just an accident. It was nothing."
Another question that she blew off. She is getting really good at this, he reflected. * * * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -----
"What are you doing here?" Professor Snape asked Draco. "Shouldn't you be visiting Kristin?"
"I got kicked out after Kristin turned herself magenta trying to do her charms homework."
"How is she doing?"
"I don't know," Draco confessed, "she does everything right but is all seems to happen times twelve."
"What do you mean?"
"Like, the other day, we were doing your potions assignment on making things levitate. I watched her vigilantly," He paused there, with a slight smile and a flicker in his cool gray eyes, letting his countenance tell Snape that he didn't mind. "She did everything correct and we fed it to her cat, Orion. But instead of just hovering over the table the ways they did in class, Orion went soaring out of the room."
"Well, Draco, that girl has got a lot of magic in her blood, even if her mother was a muggle," Draco looked slightly surprised at that. "And that is a lot of magic that has gone unchecked for the past sixteen years. I think if we had gotten a hold of her when she was a first year, then we could have taught her to control it."
"But she's been to another school, right? She's been taught magic for the past five years."
"Not really. Why do you think she has ended up at Hogwarts?" Draco looked intrigued. "Imagine sending"- (Snape shuddered at the thought) -"Potter or Tom Riddle to Eton. They don't have the resources to handle that sort of magic."
"But you're not really comparing Kristin to Riddle, are you?" Draco asked worried. There was no way the girl he had adored for the past week could be a disciple of the Dark Lord. It was the same Dark Lord his dad followed, but there was no way Draco would stray that way. He didn't know whether it was because he didn't believe in the cause or just didn't want to worship anyone. It didn't matter, really. But he just didn't want to see a girl as great as Kristin turn to the Dark Arts, especially with the unchecked power she held.
"I AM comparing Kristin to Tom Riddle," Snape confessed, making Draco grimace, "The only differences between Kristin and her-Tom are their principles and the fact that Kristin has been untrained for most of her life."
"But the school, why didn't they transfer her here before?"
"They never transferred her here. They kicked her out. They couldn't handle her power. He lowered her voice slightly, as though meaning his next comment only for himself. "You think after eight schools"-
"EIGHT!?" Draco exclaimed, "Hogwarts is her eight school."
"No," Snape replied calmly, "It's her ninth."
"The poor girl," Draco shook his head, "No wonder she doesn't talk about any of her old friends."
"She was never in one place long enough to make any."
"Professor?"
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy."
"What happens if Hogwarts doesn't work for her either," Draco had a pleading look in his eyes.
Professor Snape just smiled.
"We're going to make it work for her."
"But, how?"
"Well, you and I can keep helping her homework. And Dumbledore knows her situation. I don't think he would kick her out anyway."
"Yeah," Draco laughed, "look at Longbottom." Snape joined his laughter.
"See?" Snape assured, "Kristin will be alright."
Disclaimer: I still own me and my cat and the plot. But that's all for now. maybe I'll add some more of my own stuff later, but until then. all is JKRowlings.
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The week passed quickly. Too quickly for Kristin and Draco who were just as quickly beginning to sincerely enjoy each other's company. The boy came to visit her daily: between classes, during feasts. He even missed a class until Madam Pomfrey came in and chased him away. Kristin was surprised that the nurse was letting Draco see her so much. Madam Pomfrey was usually all for leaving a patient alone to get his or her rest.
But, for some reason or another, Draco was there, every waking hour that classes would allow him. He helped her with the homework that Snape dropped off with a few dire consequences that caused Draco to be shooed away a time or two.
Overall, however, it was the best week of his life. He was used to the cruelty of his father or the stupidity of Crabbe and Goyle or the outright flirting from Pansy. But with Kristin all was different.
Kristin was very sweet to him, all the time, even when everyone was against him. Potter, Granger, Weasley, the entire three houses of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and HufflePuff, his father. the list went on. But Kristin saw through it all. And she was so bright. She knew things that Draco didn't. She was eager to learn about the things that he knew but she didn't. Her mind was always working and her eyes truly lit up when she was learning new things. He didn't see that often from her. She didn't laugh and smile much, much more now than in the beginning of the week, and her eyes were often sad and lonely. Draco could never quite figure out what she was thinking.
"I get to go to class tomorrow," Kristin beamed. There was the eager excitement in her eyes that he noticed before.
"That's awesome," he replied, smiling. She'll finally be in my classes, he thought.
"Yeah. Madam Pomfrey said that my burns should be healed by tonight. So I'll spend the night here and then go to class tomorrow morning."
"Kristin," Draco started, suddenly quiet and solemn, "how'd you get those burns anyway?"
"Just an accident. It was nothing."
Another question that she blew off. She is getting really good at this, he reflected. * * * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -----
"What are you doing here?" Professor Snape asked Draco. "Shouldn't you be visiting Kristin?"
"I got kicked out after Kristin turned herself magenta trying to do her charms homework."
"How is she doing?"
"I don't know," Draco confessed, "she does everything right but is all seems to happen times twelve."
"What do you mean?"
"Like, the other day, we were doing your potions assignment on making things levitate. I watched her vigilantly," He paused there, with a slight smile and a flicker in his cool gray eyes, letting his countenance tell Snape that he didn't mind. "She did everything correct and we fed it to her cat, Orion. But instead of just hovering over the table the ways they did in class, Orion went soaring out of the room."
"Well, Draco, that girl has got a lot of magic in her blood, even if her mother was a muggle," Draco looked slightly surprised at that. "And that is a lot of magic that has gone unchecked for the past sixteen years. I think if we had gotten a hold of her when she was a first year, then we could have taught her to control it."
"But she's been to another school, right? She's been taught magic for the past five years."
"Not really. Why do you think she has ended up at Hogwarts?" Draco looked intrigued. "Imagine sending"- (Snape shuddered at the thought) -"Potter or Tom Riddle to Eton. They don't have the resources to handle that sort of magic."
"But you're not really comparing Kristin to Riddle, are you?" Draco asked worried. There was no way the girl he had adored for the past week could be a disciple of the Dark Lord. It was the same Dark Lord his dad followed, but there was no way Draco would stray that way. He didn't know whether it was because he didn't believe in the cause or just didn't want to worship anyone. It didn't matter, really. But he just didn't want to see a girl as great as Kristin turn to the Dark Arts, especially with the unchecked power she held.
"I AM comparing Kristin to Tom Riddle," Snape confessed, making Draco grimace, "The only differences between Kristin and her-Tom are their principles and the fact that Kristin has been untrained for most of her life."
"But the school, why didn't they transfer her here before?"
"They never transferred her here. They kicked her out. They couldn't handle her power. He lowered her voice slightly, as though meaning his next comment only for himself. "You think after eight schools"-
"EIGHT!?" Draco exclaimed, "Hogwarts is her eight school."
"No," Snape replied calmly, "It's her ninth."
"The poor girl," Draco shook his head, "No wonder she doesn't talk about any of her old friends."
"She was never in one place long enough to make any."
"Professor?"
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy."
"What happens if Hogwarts doesn't work for her either," Draco had a pleading look in his eyes.
Professor Snape just smiled.
"We're going to make it work for her."
"But, how?"
"Well, you and I can keep helping her homework. And Dumbledore knows her situation. I don't think he would kick her out anyway."
"Yeah," Draco laughed, "look at Longbottom." Snape joined his laughter.
"See?" Snape assured, "Kristin will be alright."