buRandom Stupidity/u

by Ethra Esme/b

bA/N:/b Sorry it's been a while since I wrote. Had my b-day and all that....Also, is ff.net being mean to anyone else? I can't get my QuickEd working...hm...I guess I'll have to resort to CODES...dun dun dddduuuuuunnnnn....

bChapter Nineteen

Look Over Here, It's a Plot!/b

"Addie!"

Ethra grinned brightly as she saw her bestest friend for the first time in forever, it seemed.

She ran past all the other breakfasting students in the Great Hall, and Addie ran toward her, like a bad romantic movie moment.

They hugged and the collective student body- with the esception of the Slytherin table- could be heard uttering a happy "awww....".

"Where the fuck have you been?" Ethra asked Addie as they made their way back out.

"Doing work for the Order. Where do you think?"

"Um...everyone says you and Bowie dissapeared somewhere and were last scene making rough love on the roof of the Three Broomsticks."

Addie quirked an eyebrow. "Well, I must admit there was quite a bit of shagging going on. At first.But seriously, he could think of nothing but! And I knew your safety and the Order's success may depend on our work, so I ditched the stiff-and quite literally, he usually was- and went to work."

Ethra smiled again and gave her friend a quick squeeze. "You're the best."

Addie nodded, smiling back. "Oh, I know."

There was a sudden movement of students and a hush through the crowd in the entryway. The girls turned to look to see what the big deal was, when Ethra saw him. Tall, pale, graceful, and sinfully, beautifully blonde.

For some reason, she couldn't put her finger on it, he looked familiar.

"That's Lucius Malfoy." Addie hissed in Ethra's ear. "I saw him at the last Death Eater's meeting."

Ethra turned her head quickly. "Why were YOU at a Death Eater's meeting?"

Addie looked at her blankly. "You don't remember that we went and joined the Death Eaters together? Remember? That one weekend...didn't you wonder why I was nineteen and going to Hogwarts still?"

"Oh, I thought you were just dumb." Ethra replied, watching Lucius getting closer. He caught sight of her- and Addie- and tripped over a first year."

"Ow...that had to smart." Addie grimaced. Ethra walked over and extended a hand to Lucius, whose perfect blonde hair was now mussed and spilled onto the floor. He glared up at her and stood up by himself. He regarded her with a slight sneer and walked past her, in the direction of the Headmaster's office.

"What's that all about?" Ethra murmered. Addie grabbed her sleeve- long sleeves, which she now had to wear to cover the Mark (thing, not a person). She dragged her outside to under a small shade tree.

"See, I'm supposed to be pretending to be your friend, right, so that I can get info from you."

"Bitch."

"I know. But Snape hasn't talked to the Death Eaters yet about his "plan" to do the same from you."

Ethra pondered for a moment, gazing at the castle idly. "Why does everyone want ME?"

"Because you remember things. I, luckily, forgot everything from the 'books' before I had to go back, but you seem to have trouble..."

"That's dumb, though, I haven't been able to remember hardly anything, lately, except...oh, wait. Yeah, it would be a bad idea if I was captured."

Addie nodded. "Exactly. And, whatever you do, don't tell me anything. I'm not as good as Snape at shucking off their mind-controlly shit."

Ethra nodded. "Well...it's weak, but the author never promised a plot, did she?"

"I know. I'm not sure why she's trying to create even any visage of a plot. I thought this was going to be like a magical teen sex movie or something."

Ethra shrugged in response. "Inability to write totally without a plot?"

"Yeah, probably."