The Four Heirs
(A/N: My idea for this story came from one of my old fanfics that I did three years back. Disgusted in the fact I called it a fanfic I rewrote the idea, with new characters, better dialog, and being a better writer than three years back. If you readers where wondering Draco's handwriting on Microsoft Word is: Edwardian Script ITC. It's beautiful really! Again I don't own Harry Potter...J.K.Rowling does.)
Chapter Three: The New but Old D.A.D.A Teacher
It was October, the air suddenly got chilly, the leaves fell to the ground and everyone was in the mood for Halloween. At Hogwarts, the students were getting impatient for there Dark Arts Teacher since the Professor hadn't arrived yet, Dumbledore kept on saying 'He's a little tied up.' The Prefects wanted a Halloween ball, the Head Boy and Girl which where Hermione Granger and Justin Finch-Fletchley, asked the Professor's opinions and they hadn't responded, they didn't want to answer for some reason.
It was a brisk Saturday morning, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff Quidditch teams where on the field for there team meetings. Ceres was team captain for Ravenclaw, Draco was team captain for Slytherin, Justin became captain for Hufflepuff, Harry became captain for Gryffindor, and Ron he ended up as chaser just like Harry thought.
Ceres stuck out like a chocolate frog in a bunch of gummy worms, she was the only female captain this year. Ceres in sweat clothes and sneakers looked almost like she was training Gymnastics to her teammates. Unlike the Hufflepuffs they where stretching, "Who in the hell told you that stretching would help the team?" a couple guys snapped.
"I have a friend who is a professional Quidditch player on one of the top teams in Quidditch, he said to do this." Ceres said lazily. She stretched her legs apart reaching down she let her whole top body touched the floor. (A/N: Sorry to interrupt...but your body can touch the floor it can really happen. If you're really flexible, trust me I was in ballet for 4 years...back to the reading!) Some of the team members faces looked like they where hurting when she did that simple stretch. "Does that hurt?" some of them said in horror.
Ceres sighed and pointed to the floor the team reached the for floor, some of them couldn't even touch the floor. "When did Viktor tell you this?" her brother Orion questioned suspiciously. "When you were sleeping in and he was helping me in Quidditch." Ceres said and stifled a laugh.
The boys and girls groaned some where in pain, "my legs hurt." Holly Rollenloff cried she was the seeker and was also in the fifth year. "You need to stretch every single night, you have to the most agile. Potter and Malfoy are more experienced than you, as for Cook over there..." Ceres said looking at the third year seeker that was skinny as a rail, glasses falling of his nose, and he had buck teeth that where bigger than silver dollars. "Let us just pray for him." Ceres said sighing.
The team laughed, Ceres stood up, and standing on one leg she took her foot and held her leg above her head. "You should be able to do this already, but some of you aren't built for flexibility." Ceres casually remarked. This got her team staring at her, Orion got his leg above his head but the rest of the team fell down muscles hurting.
Some swearing, some gritting there teeth in pain, and others yelling at Ceres. "Alright I had my fun; I want you all to stretch tonight until you're lying on the floor with muscle cramps, and Holly you should double." Ceres said breathing deep. "Also when we get the field next Saturday, I'll show you some more exercises that will help you keep your arms and legs strong."
The team members groaned plunking themselves on the grass, "That's enough for one day; I just wanted to know what our team was made off." Ceres said and let the team have the rest of there Saturday to themselves. She went back to her dorm and showered and changed to find Brooke and Harry already smogging each other on the couch thinking the others weren't awake.
Ceres frowned, Brooke and Harry where so close, and well Draco and herself weren't getting anywhere they only kissed once, spoke once in a while, and bumped into each other every single period. Ceres cleared her throat Harry and Brooke stopped and blushed like someone took a bucket of red paint and smeared it all over there faces.
Ceres sighed and walked into Draco's room for no reason searching for something in the library trying not to make noise. "What are you doing?" Ceres heard a muffled voice. "Looking for something." She said nervously moving books around. Draco went under his covers and came out eyes almost shut from being so sleepy he groaned "It's ten o'clock, why can't you search later?" he asked utterly upset that she woke him up so early.
Draco's blonde hair messed up and freely went any where it wanted almost as wild as Harry's hair. He looked at her, through the book cases he saw her dark red hair, no longer auburn since she wasn't in the sun too much, her cream hand frantically searching through the books. He turned on his back looking at the wall he asked her, "What's wrong, you're acting like a chicken that just got his head chopped off."
Draco remembered when she got the part for Captain it made her so happy, but this past month that is what has kept them apart, being Captains on the opposing teams. He had to admit she was a perfect keeper, the score of there last game was two-hundred and ten to zero. They won against the Hufflepuffs, not won creamed the Hufflepuffs.
Ceres didn't answer in the longest time, it made Draco a little aggravated that it took her that long to answer a simple question. Ceres she grimaced it was disgusting to her to find someone making out on a couch, "I caught Harry and Brooke making out on the couch a couple minutes ago."
Draco snickered, "Potter making out with Brooke in the living room? Gosh now there will be pigs flying out of my arse." Ceres curled up behind the oak book shelf. "I don't believe it either, but it's true." She said sighing. Draco could see that she was wearing green lounge pants with a dark blue sweatshirt hoody, very rare from her usual long dress. Draco noticed whenever something occurs between Brooke and Harry that they do in front of Ceres, she comes to his room and hides.
This made Draco smile a little; he then realized what made Ceres so antsy about it. It was the second month in the school year, they've only kissed once, and Harry and Brooke where already making out on the couch oblivious to anything until you shouted something like 'get a room.' Draco turned facing the book shelf, he saw Ceres hugging her knees close to her body. He got up from his position and went to the bathroom, getting in the shower and going about his usual morning routine, still tired he lied down on his bed, seeing Ceres was still there in the same position as he left her. "Come over here." He commanded her in a soft tone.
Ceres came to him and sat on his bed, Draco wrapped his arms around her waist. "Is that all that's bothering you?" he asked. He felt her breathing, she was breathing faster than normal. "Yes...that's all." She replied nervously. Draco sat up and smirked, his arms still wrapped around her waist. Freeing on hand he moved her wet hair of her neck, giving her kisses on her neck. He whispered in her ear, "I can fix that."
Turning Ceres around Draco kept on giving her small kisses on the neck, until he reached her lips; they kissed deeply a lot harder than the first time. This time Ceres new what she was doing, seeing Harry and Brooke make out all the time. Ceres felt Draco's tongue against her lips, she accepted more nervously than before until Draco pushed her down on the bed. Needing to breath there lips parted, "You have to be hot in that." He whispered in her ear taking her sweatshirt off, she had a cream cami underneath.
Draco kissed her a little more roughly than before. Ceres moaned softly, her fingers danced up and down his back tracing his spine. They stopped for air and had small conversations for the rest of time, until it was twelve. "I have to help Professor McGonagall with something at twelve-thirty." Ceres said nuzzling against Draco's bare chest. Draco sighed tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, "Do you really have too?" Ceres nodded and she lazily spoke, "Professor McGonagall asked me to help the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher."
Draco nodded, "Who is it?" he asked running his fingers through his hair. Ceres sat up and slipped off the bed, pulling on her sweatshirt she said, "I don't know, but I'll be the first student meeting him." She left the room and got dressed in her usual attire, her long dark green dress with sleeves ending at her knees, her dress trailed after her. She had fixed her hair and was in a long braid that went over her right shoulder.
She glided to the D.A.D.A room stopping for moments to answer some first year questions such as directions and other places. It was exactly twelve-forty when she arrived, she opened the door cautiously "I'm sorry for being so late, I had to stop and ask first year questions." She quietly said. She heard a man chuckle, "No problem. I seriously didn't even know you were late."
She sighed with relief; she walked toward the man still chuckling. "Well I'm back...." He said looking around the room smiling slightly, he seemed tired and needed something strong to drink. "Professor..." Ceres said touching the Professor on his back still not knowing who he was. "Lupin." Professor Lupin said smiling turning around.
(A/N: My idea for this story came from one of my old fanfics that I did three years back. Disgusted in the fact I called it a fanfic I rewrote the idea, with new characters, better dialog, and being a better writer than three years back. If you readers where wondering Draco's handwriting on Microsoft Word is: Edwardian Script ITC. It's beautiful really! Again I don't own Harry Potter...J.K.Rowling does.)
Chapter Three: The New but Old D.A.D.A Teacher
It was October, the air suddenly got chilly, the leaves fell to the ground and everyone was in the mood for Halloween. At Hogwarts, the students were getting impatient for there Dark Arts Teacher since the Professor hadn't arrived yet, Dumbledore kept on saying 'He's a little tied up.' The Prefects wanted a Halloween ball, the Head Boy and Girl which where Hermione Granger and Justin Finch-Fletchley, asked the Professor's opinions and they hadn't responded, they didn't want to answer for some reason.
It was a brisk Saturday morning, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff Quidditch teams where on the field for there team meetings. Ceres was team captain for Ravenclaw, Draco was team captain for Slytherin, Justin became captain for Hufflepuff, Harry became captain for Gryffindor, and Ron he ended up as chaser just like Harry thought.
Ceres stuck out like a chocolate frog in a bunch of gummy worms, she was the only female captain this year. Ceres in sweat clothes and sneakers looked almost like she was training Gymnastics to her teammates. Unlike the Hufflepuffs they where stretching, "Who in the hell told you that stretching would help the team?" a couple guys snapped.
"I have a friend who is a professional Quidditch player on one of the top teams in Quidditch, he said to do this." Ceres said lazily. She stretched her legs apart reaching down she let her whole top body touched the floor. (A/N: Sorry to interrupt...but your body can touch the floor it can really happen. If you're really flexible, trust me I was in ballet for 4 years...back to the reading!) Some of the team members faces looked like they where hurting when she did that simple stretch. "Does that hurt?" some of them said in horror.
Ceres sighed and pointed to the floor the team reached the for floor, some of them couldn't even touch the floor. "When did Viktor tell you this?" her brother Orion questioned suspiciously. "When you were sleeping in and he was helping me in Quidditch." Ceres said and stifled a laugh.
The boys and girls groaned some where in pain, "my legs hurt." Holly Rollenloff cried she was the seeker and was also in the fifth year. "You need to stretch every single night, you have to the most agile. Potter and Malfoy are more experienced than you, as for Cook over there..." Ceres said looking at the third year seeker that was skinny as a rail, glasses falling of his nose, and he had buck teeth that where bigger than silver dollars. "Let us just pray for him." Ceres said sighing.
The team laughed, Ceres stood up, and standing on one leg she took her foot and held her leg above her head. "You should be able to do this already, but some of you aren't built for flexibility." Ceres casually remarked. This got her team staring at her, Orion got his leg above his head but the rest of the team fell down muscles hurting.
Some swearing, some gritting there teeth in pain, and others yelling at Ceres. "Alright I had my fun; I want you all to stretch tonight until you're lying on the floor with muscle cramps, and Holly you should double." Ceres said breathing deep. "Also when we get the field next Saturday, I'll show you some more exercises that will help you keep your arms and legs strong."
The team members groaned plunking themselves on the grass, "That's enough for one day; I just wanted to know what our team was made off." Ceres said and let the team have the rest of there Saturday to themselves. She went back to her dorm and showered and changed to find Brooke and Harry already smogging each other on the couch thinking the others weren't awake.
Ceres frowned, Brooke and Harry where so close, and well Draco and herself weren't getting anywhere they only kissed once, spoke once in a while, and bumped into each other every single period. Ceres cleared her throat Harry and Brooke stopped and blushed like someone took a bucket of red paint and smeared it all over there faces.
Ceres sighed and walked into Draco's room for no reason searching for something in the library trying not to make noise. "What are you doing?" Ceres heard a muffled voice. "Looking for something." She said nervously moving books around. Draco went under his covers and came out eyes almost shut from being so sleepy he groaned "It's ten o'clock, why can't you search later?" he asked utterly upset that she woke him up so early.
Draco's blonde hair messed up and freely went any where it wanted almost as wild as Harry's hair. He looked at her, through the book cases he saw her dark red hair, no longer auburn since she wasn't in the sun too much, her cream hand frantically searching through the books. He turned on his back looking at the wall he asked her, "What's wrong, you're acting like a chicken that just got his head chopped off."
Draco remembered when she got the part for Captain it made her so happy, but this past month that is what has kept them apart, being Captains on the opposing teams. He had to admit she was a perfect keeper, the score of there last game was two-hundred and ten to zero. They won against the Hufflepuffs, not won creamed the Hufflepuffs.
Ceres didn't answer in the longest time, it made Draco a little aggravated that it took her that long to answer a simple question. Ceres she grimaced it was disgusting to her to find someone making out on a couch, "I caught Harry and Brooke making out on the couch a couple minutes ago."
Draco snickered, "Potter making out with Brooke in the living room? Gosh now there will be pigs flying out of my arse." Ceres curled up behind the oak book shelf. "I don't believe it either, but it's true." She said sighing. Draco could see that she was wearing green lounge pants with a dark blue sweatshirt hoody, very rare from her usual long dress. Draco noticed whenever something occurs between Brooke and Harry that they do in front of Ceres, she comes to his room and hides.
This made Draco smile a little; he then realized what made Ceres so antsy about it. It was the second month in the school year, they've only kissed once, and Harry and Brooke where already making out on the couch oblivious to anything until you shouted something like 'get a room.' Draco turned facing the book shelf, he saw Ceres hugging her knees close to her body. He got up from his position and went to the bathroom, getting in the shower and going about his usual morning routine, still tired he lied down on his bed, seeing Ceres was still there in the same position as he left her. "Come over here." He commanded her in a soft tone.
Ceres came to him and sat on his bed, Draco wrapped his arms around her waist. "Is that all that's bothering you?" he asked. He felt her breathing, she was breathing faster than normal. "Yes...that's all." She replied nervously. Draco sat up and smirked, his arms still wrapped around her waist. Freeing on hand he moved her wet hair of her neck, giving her kisses on her neck. He whispered in her ear, "I can fix that."
Turning Ceres around Draco kept on giving her small kisses on the neck, until he reached her lips; they kissed deeply a lot harder than the first time. This time Ceres new what she was doing, seeing Harry and Brooke make out all the time. Ceres felt Draco's tongue against her lips, she accepted more nervously than before until Draco pushed her down on the bed. Needing to breath there lips parted, "You have to be hot in that." He whispered in her ear taking her sweatshirt off, she had a cream cami underneath.
Draco kissed her a little more roughly than before. Ceres moaned softly, her fingers danced up and down his back tracing his spine. They stopped for air and had small conversations for the rest of time, until it was twelve. "I have to help Professor McGonagall with something at twelve-thirty." Ceres said nuzzling against Draco's bare chest. Draco sighed tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, "Do you really have too?" Ceres nodded and she lazily spoke, "Professor McGonagall asked me to help the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher."
Draco nodded, "Who is it?" he asked running his fingers through his hair. Ceres sat up and slipped off the bed, pulling on her sweatshirt she said, "I don't know, but I'll be the first student meeting him." She left the room and got dressed in her usual attire, her long dark green dress with sleeves ending at her knees, her dress trailed after her. She had fixed her hair and was in a long braid that went over her right shoulder.
She glided to the D.A.D.A room stopping for moments to answer some first year questions such as directions and other places. It was exactly twelve-forty when she arrived, she opened the door cautiously "I'm sorry for being so late, I had to stop and ask first year questions." She quietly said. She heard a man chuckle, "No problem. I seriously didn't even know you were late."
She sighed with relief; she walked toward the man still chuckling. "Well I'm back...." He said looking around the room smiling slightly, he seemed tired and needed something strong to drink. "Professor..." Ceres said touching the Professor on his back still not knowing who he was. "Lupin." Professor Lupin said smiling turning around.