Title: Ava Riddle
Author: Jes Moore/ Dilandau's Lover Rated: R DM/OC
Chapter 3 Emotions
Ava was sitting on the floor of her room listening to her new cds. Thoughts racing threw her mind.
~ What would an all witch and wizard school be like? Why Hogwarts? Was it because daddy wants me to spy on that Harry Potter person? Whatever the reason, I don't care. If daddy wants me to go, I'll go. I know I won't like it though. Seriously, who is going to except a half witch, half demon? Nobody, that's who. ~
Ava heard a knock on her door and turned down her blasting music. She opened the door to see a very annoyed Draco standing in the hall.
"Do you mind? I still have homework for school to finish! You're music is driving me crazy! Turn it down or I'll blow up that stupid thing!" Draco yelled.
Ava's eyes flashed yellow as they had in Lucious's office.
"You will do no such thing! If you ever blow any of my stuff up I swear you'll pay!" Ava yelled back at him.
"But... I will turn it down. Seeing as you're asking me so politely." Ava said sarcastically.
She closed the door in Draco´s face and went back to thinking about September 1st.
Draco was still outside Ava's doorway. He looked at the handle and then around the hall to make sure there was no one around.
He stepped inside Ava's room and saw that she wasn't there. He was just about to leave when; he heard a soft sobbing noise form near the open closet.
He walked over and peeked inside. Ava was in the corner crying. He felt a wave of sympathy for her as their eyes locked.
"You, ok Ava?" Draco asked concerned for the sobbing girl. "I'm fine. Just... leave me alone." She said, her voice shaking.
Draco sat down beside her. He forced her to look at him. Her beautiful green eyes streaming with newly shed tears.
"Ava what's wrong?" his voice so full of concern it surprised them both.
Ava hadn't known Draco long but what she had seen of him was not Draco´s normal character. He had presented himself as kind, irritable, and can loose his temper only when necessary.
As we all know Draco isn't kind, he looses his temper at almost everything and irritable... I don't think that's a strong enough word. (But I still love him despite all his mean traits. I blame them on Lucious.)
"I won't fit in at Hogwarts. No one is going to accept a half witch, half demon. And I never, ever, want to meet that son of a bitch, Harry Potter!" Ava answered, confiding in what she thought a kind Draco.
"I've accepted you. So whom else do you need to be accepted by? Your going to be a Slytherin I know it. Slytherins know the Dark Lord. All their parents are either death eaters or they at least respect him. There is nothing to worry about. As for scar-head, you leave him to me. I've had more then one mishap with the ass." Draco convinced.
Ava smiled up at Draco. She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thank you Draco. You're so nice to me."
Draco smiled at her. He whipped away her tears and helped her stand.
"I'd better go. Dad will want me for my fencing lesson." Draco said nervously after a brief silence.
He walked out of the room. Ava smiled to herself. Maybe there was hope that she could be accepted.
*********************************** A week had passed and Ava became too anxious to stay put. She had accompanied Draco to several fencing lessons with his father. She was exceptionally fast. Draco had a feeling it was demon speed.
She claimed there was nothing to do in this huge manor.
Ava had wandered around the manor and head gotten completely lost several times. Each time Draco had turned up to lead her back to the familiar part of the huge mansion.
Draco had opened up to this girl and was completely shocked at how she took in his statements. She would either sympathize or agree with what ever he said, claiming to have experienced the same problems.
Ava had been exceptionally curious about what went on at Hogwarts and about the students. Draco would always explain and Ava would listen attentively.
Never had anyone ever really listened to Draco or his opinion on a subject; and he found it rather enjoyable. Ava had let Draco express himself in ways he never could. He would show her emotions he never knew he possessed. Kindness, patience, politeness, caring, and happiness beyond anything he had ever felt.
He was a whole different person when he was around her. Ava thought him sweet and well mannered. Draco found himself yearning to have her company.
When Ava wasn't with him at fencing practice she was out shopping with Mrs. Malfoy. When she wasn't doing that, she would be talking to Draco about any subject that came to mind.
Ava soon found herself wondering about Quidditch. Draco had mentioned it but never gave a full explanation. When she finally got him to explain she was fascinated.
"But how do you get the brooms to stay in the air?" Ava asked.
"The wizards at the Broom Company put a difficult charm on them. I don't really understand but they just do." Draco explained.
"Can you show me?" Ava asked shyly.
"Sure, wait here I'll go get my Firebolt." Draco walks away and returns 5 minutes later holding the oddest broom Ava has ever seen.
"What?"
"Nothing... so are you going to show me or not?"
Draco smirks and kicks off from the ground. He shoots into the air and slowly comes and hovers above the tree Ava is sitting under. She crawls out from underneath and looks on in amusement as Draco flies in circles.
Ava surrenders to laughter as a small bird flies at Draco and pecks him on the head. She falls onto the ground holding her stomach. Draco lands beside her, his hand rubbing his head where the bird had repeatedly pecked. He scowls up at the bird nest and looks at the laughing Ava.
"It's not funny you know. It really hurt."
"Hahahahaha! You...haha...looked...so funny!" Is all Ava can muster.
Draco grins.
"It was a little funny."
"It...haha...was...hilarious!"
After the laughter dies down Draco and Ava are still grinning form ear to ear.
"Ava?"
"Ya?"
"Do you wanna try?" Draco asked nodding at his discarded broom.
"Sure," Ava shrugged.
Draco shows her how to hold the broom so she wouldn't fall off.
"Like this?" Ava asked her hands completely wrong.
"No, here let me show you."
Draco stood behind her; arms wrapped around hers pointing out where to place them on the broom's handle. Ava turned her head so that Draco was staring into her green eyes.
Ava marveled at how mysterious Draco´s eyes were. The blue mist colour was definitely eye catching.
Draco felt unsure of what to do. He wondered what her reaction would be if he kissed her. Taking the risk he leaned forward and their lips locked if only for a moment.
Draco smirked as he saw that she still had her eyes closed. When they finally opened she smiled.
What ever she had expected from that moment she had received. She leaned forward to kiss again but stopped as she heard her name being called.
"Ava! Your father wishes to say his farewell before leaving." Narcissa called.
Ava sighed and got off the broom and handed it to Draco. Draco was more then a little annoyed that his mother had interrupted that special moment.
She glanced back at him apologetically and mouthed the word "Sorry" and walked away.
Author: Jes Moore/ Dilandau's Lover Rated: R DM/OC
Chapter 3 Emotions
Ava was sitting on the floor of her room listening to her new cds. Thoughts racing threw her mind.
~ What would an all witch and wizard school be like? Why Hogwarts? Was it because daddy wants me to spy on that Harry Potter person? Whatever the reason, I don't care. If daddy wants me to go, I'll go. I know I won't like it though. Seriously, who is going to except a half witch, half demon? Nobody, that's who. ~
Ava heard a knock on her door and turned down her blasting music. She opened the door to see a very annoyed Draco standing in the hall.
"Do you mind? I still have homework for school to finish! You're music is driving me crazy! Turn it down or I'll blow up that stupid thing!" Draco yelled.
Ava's eyes flashed yellow as they had in Lucious's office.
"You will do no such thing! If you ever blow any of my stuff up I swear you'll pay!" Ava yelled back at him.
"But... I will turn it down. Seeing as you're asking me so politely." Ava said sarcastically.
She closed the door in Draco´s face and went back to thinking about September 1st.
Draco was still outside Ava's doorway. He looked at the handle and then around the hall to make sure there was no one around.
He stepped inside Ava's room and saw that she wasn't there. He was just about to leave when; he heard a soft sobbing noise form near the open closet.
He walked over and peeked inside. Ava was in the corner crying. He felt a wave of sympathy for her as their eyes locked.
"You, ok Ava?" Draco asked concerned for the sobbing girl. "I'm fine. Just... leave me alone." She said, her voice shaking.
Draco sat down beside her. He forced her to look at him. Her beautiful green eyes streaming with newly shed tears.
"Ava what's wrong?" his voice so full of concern it surprised them both.
Ava hadn't known Draco long but what she had seen of him was not Draco´s normal character. He had presented himself as kind, irritable, and can loose his temper only when necessary.
As we all know Draco isn't kind, he looses his temper at almost everything and irritable... I don't think that's a strong enough word. (But I still love him despite all his mean traits. I blame them on Lucious.)
"I won't fit in at Hogwarts. No one is going to accept a half witch, half demon. And I never, ever, want to meet that son of a bitch, Harry Potter!" Ava answered, confiding in what she thought a kind Draco.
"I've accepted you. So whom else do you need to be accepted by? Your going to be a Slytherin I know it. Slytherins know the Dark Lord. All their parents are either death eaters or they at least respect him. There is nothing to worry about. As for scar-head, you leave him to me. I've had more then one mishap with the ass." Draco convinced.
Ava smiled up at Draco. She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thank you Draco. You're so nice to me."
Draco smiled at her. He whipped away her tears and helped her stand.
"I'd better go. Dad will want me for my fencing lesson." Draco said nervously after a brief silence.
He walked out of the room. Ava smiled to herself. Maybe there was hope that she could be accepted.
*********************************** A week had passed and Ava became too anxious to stay put. She had accompanied Draco to several fencing lessons with his father. She was exceptionally fast. Draco had a feeling it was demon speed.
She claimed there was nothing to do in this huge manor.
Ava had wandered around the manor and head gotten completely lost several times. Each time Draco had turned up to lead her back to the familiar part of the huge mansion.
Draco had opened up to this girl and was completely shocked at how she took in his statements. She would either sympathize or agree with what ever he said, claiming to have experienced the same problems.
Ava had been exceptionally curious about what went on at Hogwarts and about the students. Draco would always explain and Ava would listen attentively.
Never had anyone ever really listened to Draco or his opinion on a subject; and he found it rather enjoyable. Ava had let Draco express himself in ways he never could. He would show her emotions he never knew he possessed. Kindness, patience, politeness, caring, and happiness beyond anything he had ever felt.
He was a whole different person when he was around her. Ava thought him sweet and well mannered. Draco found himself yearning to have her company.
When Ava wasn't with him at fencing practice she was out shopping with Mrs. Malfoy. When she wasn't doing that, she would be talking to Draco about any subject that came to mind.
Ava soon found herself wondering about Quidditch. Draco had mentioned it but never gave a full explanation. When she finally got him to explain she was fascinated.
"But how do you get the brooms to stay in the air?" Ava asked.
"The wizards at the Broom Company put a difficult charm on them. I don't really understand but they just do." Draco explained.
"Can you show me?" Ava asked shyly.
"Sure, wait here I'll go get my Firebolt." Draco walks away and returns 5 minutes later holding the oddest broom Ava has ever seen.
"What?"
"Nothing... so are you going to show me or not?"
Draco smirks and kicks off from the ground. He shoots into the air and slowly comes and hovers above the tree Ava is sitting under. She crawls out from underneath and looks on in amusement as Draco flies in circles.
Ava surrenders to laughter as a small bird flies at Draco and pecks him on the head. She falls onto the ground holding her stomach. Draco lands beside her, his hand rubbing his head where the bird had repeatedly pecked. He scowls up at the bird nest and looks at the laughing Ava.
"It's not funny you know. It really hurt."
"Hahahahaha! You...haha...looked...so funny!" Is all Ava can muster.
Draco grins.
"It was a little funny."
"It...haha...was...hilarious!"
After the laughter dies down Draco and Ava are still grinning form ear to ear.
"Ava?"
"Ya?"
"Do you wanna try?" Draco asked nodding at his discarded broom.
"Sure," Ava shrugged.
Draco shows her how to hold the broom so she wouldn't fall off.
"Like this?" Ava asked her hands completely wrong.
"No, here let me show you."
Draco stood behind her; arms wrapped around hers pointing out where to place them on the broom's handle. Ava turned her head so that Draco was staring into her green eyes.
Ava marveled at how mysterious Draco´s eyes were. The blue mist colour was definitely eye catching.
Draco felt unsure of what to do. He wondered what her reaction would be if he kissed her. Taking the risk he leaned forward and their lips locked if only for a moment.
Draco smirked as he saw that she still had her eyes closed. When they finally opened she smiled.
What ever she had expected from that moment she had received. She leaned forward to kiss again but stopped as she heard her name being called.
"Ava! Your father wishes to say his farewell before leaving." Narcissa called.
Ava sighed and got off the broom and handed it to Draco. Draco was more then a little annoyed that his mother had interrupted that special moment.
She glanced back at him apologetically and mouthed the word "Sorry" and walked away.