Chapter 9
It was a wonderful day. The bundle of lights peered through the little window in Virginia's dorm, settling on her eyes. A sigh escaped her pink lips and she cracked an eye open. Her vision still a bit blurry, so she opened her other eye. There was something off about the dorm, but she couldn't place her finger on it. Sitting up she looked around; her dorm mates had already left.
Virginia frowned and threw her blanket away from her, stepping out of her bed. Her eyes wandered to her nightstand were her little clock was. At the sight of something else on her nightstand Virginia ran toward it.
A beautiful long single white rose lay on top of her little clock, with a little note attached to that said; Virginia. She gasped, picking up the rose and admire it tenderly. She ran her fingers along one of the white petals, brining it up her nose and inhaling the lovely scent.
"Hhmm," she lulled dreamy. Virginia took the little note in her hand, turning it over to see who the sender was. But the note was blank, other than her own name on it. She frowned, did she had a secret admirer? At the back of her mind a little voice said that she was to ugly to have a secret admirer. Virginia shrugged, neatly put the rose in a vase and got into her clothes to go down at breakfast.
When she crawled out of the hole from the portrait, a little Ravenclaw boy was waiting there for someone. When he spotted Virginia he immidiately brightened up and asked if her name was Virginia Elizabeth Paltry.
She scoffed. "Yes, that's my full name, thank you."
The boy raised his eyebrows but holded out his hand. "Someone told me to give this to; Virginia Elizabeth Paltry," he gave a note to Virginia, who stared in wonder. The boy left her alone with the note. Curiosity got the better her and she opened it.
No. You're not too ugly to have a secret admirer. It said.
"Funny," she wondered out loud, shoving the note into her pocket. Only four people knew Virginia by her full name. That was herself, her parents and ... Virginia narrowed her eyes.
"Amy!" she yelled suddenly. Of course, the little git wanted to play tricks on her mind. She scoffed again and decided to skip breakfast as she stomped all the way down to the library.
Amy Bella Lee was sitting peacefully at the Slytherin table. She drank up her morning milk and eyed Blaise as he frantically looked around the Great Hall. Amy sighed heavily and smacked him over the head.
"Could you be anymore obvious!?" she hissed at him for his stupidiness. The black haired boy muttered a small sorry under his breath, his eyes still looking around.
"You still remember what you have to do right?" she asked dully, repeating this for the tenth time that day. "Yes. Yes again, because I know you're going to ask me again the next thirty seconds," he replied sarcastically.
Amy rolled her eyes. "Well excuse me for repeating the plan. I'm just trying to make sure nothing can go wrong," she pointed out, her eyes looking at Blaise.
Blaise let out an undignified snort. "What, you'd expect that I'm going to screw this up?"
"Well, yes."
"Thank you so much for your confident," he replied and earned a snicker from Amy. It was just one of those sarcastic days at the Slytherin table. Amy turned back to her milk. Without Draco. She noted.
This could easily be the worst morning ever. It could even turn out in the worst day ever if this kept going. Virginia looked over her book and glanced at Draco Malfoy who was sitting opposite her. How it turned out this way was beyond her. She was just scowling in her own with her copy of Sleeping Beauty when another scowling person sat opposite of her, reading his 1000 Ways To Crack Your Enemy.
It had been thirty whole minutes, and they were the only ones there that early in the Library. Probably the rest of the Hogwarts population was at Hogsmeade or at the Great Hall.
Virginia shifted on her spot. Why did he sat there? Couldn't she just scowl on her own anymore? What the hell happened to the world.
"God, I can't take it anymore. Why are you sitting here, Malfoy?" Virginia asked. Her voice sounded very hard in her ears because of the long silence. The blonde haired boy looked up and scowled at her.
"Mind your own buisiness, Paltry," he spat back, returning to his book. "I am your buisiness Malfoy. I'm very close to the object that is causing you to look unpretty," she replied, her scowl vanishing. Draco settled on ignoring her.
"Malfoy, stop being unpretty!" Virginia was being weird, she knew. Draco ignored her once more. Virginia glared at him. "Fine. Let's just see how you will scowl more tomorrow after I have told everyone in Gryffindor how your little date went." That caught his attention. His scowl vanished and a smirk replaced it.
"You're a Gryffindor. They don't do that," he replied smugly, seemly very sure of himself. Virginia wanted to pound him in the ground. "Well obviously you have never met a Gryffindor girl who is about to PMS any minute now," she bit back, her fairytale forgotten on the table.
Draco stood up, towering Virginia. She didn't let herself by intimidated by his height; she also stood up. Which made barely any diffrence with her small frame. "I don't think you will."
Virginia began a staring contest with him. "Try me."
Gray against blue. Blonde against blonde. Virginia smiled and sat down. "Ok, what's the plan?" she asked, looking up at Draco expactingly. He frowned at her. "What plan?" he asked in confusion. The blonde girl was definantly weird.
"Well, how you're going to get along with Amy. So that Amy can get along with me," she smiled up at him, as if it made perfect sense.
Draco stood there blankly. He greatly resembled one of those farting rocks. He shook his head and left Virginia alone at the library; her smile was replaced with a scowl again. Maybe this was turning out to be the worst day ever.
She dug around in her schoolbag to find a pencil and parchment to draw on. Her hand touched something unknown. Virginia frowned and grabbed the unknown object out of her bag. It was a tiny golden heart, which you could open. Before she could even consider to open it, it sprang open and tiny red confettie burst out of it.
The little heart gave a little 'Laaa' and closed again. Virginia was smiling despise herself, the golden heart was rather funny and cute. She turned it over, there was an inscription carved into the heart; Only three away. It said. Virginia frowned and shoved it into her pocket with the note. Amy was beginning to get a little to weird.
Deciding to wonder around the castle, she gathered all her things and left the library.
"Plan B, plan B!" Amy shrieked into Blaise's ear. Blaise was half deaf and glared at her. "Hello, I'm sitting right next to you!" he gained another smack over his head.
"Plan B!" she shrieked once more. "What in the world is plan B?" asked Blaise irritated.
Amy grabbed him by his shoulders and shoved him, hard. "Thát is plan B!" she squeaked and pointed at a blonde boy heading their way. Blaise raised his eyebrows and looked back at Amy. "Well, you made it clear that plan B is Draco, but what the hell is wrong with that?" he asked, glancing at Draco who almost was at the Slytherin table.
Amy gave him a death glare and smacked him over the head, again. "I told you that you would screw it up! Now go on and do what we've been talking about the last few hours!" Amy pushed Blaise away from her, who growled at her and ran over to Draco.
"Ey mate!" he called out. Draco cocked an eyebrow at him as his friend called him 'mate'. "What is it that you want, Zabini," using his last name for effect. Somehow, last morning event came popping in his head. He never knew Blaise was a stud.
"What's up with you? You only use my last name when you're really pissed," Blaise replied and frowned at Draco, who still had his scowl on his face. "Are you born with that face?" asked Blaise and smirked up at him.
"No, it got stuck this way after seeing yours," replied Draco incrediously. "Now mate, lets go to the men's room and pretend there for a second we're girls."
"Zabini, I'm a teenager with bloody outraged hormones. Do you really want me to go with you to the bathroom?" Draco asked with a strict face. Blaise rolled his eyes and pulled him from the Slytherin table, to the men's room.
"What is wrong with you?" said Draco after being pulled into one of the booths. "Same question for you. You're using my last name; which leads to yesterday. Which leads to; date gone bad. What happened?"
Draco just glared at him. Did he really want to know that he had seen him masturbating against a wall? "We were at the Three Broomsticks," he began.
Blaise stood still, waiting for him to finish. "Bloody teenage hormones decided to show up so I rushed into the toilet. Saw Parkinson doing something that has scarred me for life, next I saw you," he finished.
Blaise didn't seem to make a connection when he said 'next I saw you'. "Then why didn't you say to me that you needed help?" Draco snorted and scrunched his nose in disgust. "Zabini, you were not in the state to even utter a word to me, except maybe harder," Draco said and glared at his dumb friend, how could he not catch on what he ment?
His friend looked at him expectingly. Was he even paying attention to what he was saying? "Blaise," Draco barked. "Yeah?" he replied lazily. "Next time, go shag Paltry, and not a bloody hole in the wall."
Now he knew what he was talking about. Blaise turned rather scarlet and quickly left the booth and the bathroom. Finally, Draco was left alone with his peace. But when he tried to walk out of the booth, the door crashed in his face and he heared a faint 'sorry' in the background.
"Merlin, that hurts," Draco overreacted and grabbed his nose. He looked up and saw the red face of Virginia Paltry. She was mumbling something about making the men and woman sign more clearly, she said sorry again and skipped out of the bathroom.
Today was a bad day.
God, I can't believe I keep hurting Slytherins! In the most unexpected places too. Virginia was thinking deeply at the Quidditch pit. The Gryffindor team was having the try-outs for today. Something with the position Chasers being open, she heard Ginny nag about it all week long. She tried to find Ginny between all players, but they were going a little to fast.
Then she noticed the red hair up in the sky. Virginia smiled and waved, hoping Ginny could see her. And she did, Ginny waved back and made a long dive with her broom, pulling up just when she was about to crash against the ground. Virginia stood there in aw as Ginny hovered toward her.
"Wow, if they don't pick you out to be a Chaser, I'm going to stalk them until they do," said Virginia, encouring her friend. "Well, I'm not as good as the former Chasers, but I try," Ginny smiled.
"Hey, do you like to give it a try?" she asked. Virginia blinked. Her ass on a broom? Never. "This broom is build that if you sit on it, it will give you extra pleasure while flying."
"Give me that broom."
Virginia snatched the broom away from Ginny and sat herself comfortable on it. She looked at Ginny expactingly, as if to give her instructions. Ginny shrugged and pointed up.
"Just lift yourself from the ground," she said. Virginia nodded and grabbed hold of the broom, she lifted her feet from the ground, and amazingly she was hovering. She squealed and pulled the broom up. What she didn't expected was to zoom toward the sky in high speed.
"AAIIIII!" she yelled out, the wind blowing her almost of the broom. She held on tightly and tried to figure out how to change direction. Virginia pushed the broom down, which made its direction turn towards the ground. This was not good, Virginia hated the feeling she got in the pit of her stomach, and she saw the field coming closer and closer.
Suddenly, something red sizzled just by her ear. She was surprised by this and flipped over her broom, rounding a full 360 degrees. She was back up straight on her broom, still heading towards the ground. Virginia tried to pull up and made it just in time. Now she was hovering about 4 feet of the ground, she saw some redhead run to her, so she decided to stop.
But how?
"Stop!" she commanded it. But it didn't listen. The last thing she saw was a big yellow virtical log in front of her and then everything went black.
"Just leave it there and go," a voice spoke.
"Is she hurt?" another voice spoke.
"No, she's fine. Now leave the stupid thing and go," the familiar voice said demandingly.
Virginia lazily opened her eyes and was now staring at a face that belonged to Amy. "Amy?" she said in a croaked voice. Amy smiled at her and tugged some blonde hair of her friend behind her ear.
"You busted against one of the score poles. Knocked you out for the whole day," she explained. Virginia blinked a couple of times, that means today was Monday.
"I thought you and me weren't speaking to each other?" Virginia said softly. Amy nodded but kept smiling. "Well now we are. Do you have any idea how worried I was? I saw you out of the Great Hall, flying up in the sky and down again. You just pulled up in time, but only to crash against one of the score things."
Virginia smiled meekly. "Hey, if I knew how to stop, or control the damn thing, this wouldn't have happened," she defended.
"You know, when I ran at the Quidditch pit, to see if you were still there, Harry Potter came up to me."
Virginia raised her eyebrows. She had seen Harry Potter one or three times in the Gryffindor common room, and he was as ugly as hell, certainly with a stupid scar on his forehead.
"And you know what he said?"
Virginia shook her head. "Tell me."
"I quote; "Hey babe, you know why I am so good at Quidditch? It's because I can get my broom up very fast." Oh god, I wanted to curl up and die at the spot."
Virginia blinked a couple of times before the weels in her head started clicking. She then burst into laughter. "Oh god, that is such the best pick-up line EVER!" she said between laughing.
Amy glared at her. "Yes of course. It was a very good pick-up line, if only it hadn't had two meanings!" This made Virginia laugh even harder. Amy scoffed at her and stood up.
"You can't even feel some symphaty for me, how rude," said Amy and left the Hospital Wing.
All day long had Virginia been finding secret presents from her 'secret admirer'. She was in a bad mood at the end of the day, because she didn't like secret admirers. They were like a pest. More like stalkers that keep sending you gifts so they could make you like them if you would meet them. That's why she hated them so much.
"Bloody pests, making me speak bloody english, in a bloody english accent," she mumbled under her breath while going to Professor Gellar's class.
While there, Amy was sitting innocently in a corner. "You," warned Virginia as she poked out her finger. "Stop sending me these, these things!"
Amy smiled as innocently as she could. "Me? How could you think of such things!" Amy said in a high pitched voice and fluttered her eyelashes at Virginia. Virginia growled at her and glared.
"You know what I'm talking about. Stop sending me bloody gifts, CAUSE IT'S MAKING ME SPEAK BLOODY ENGLISH!" Virginia burst out. She breathed in and calmly seated herself on one of the chairs.
How was Amy supposed to know that the stubborn blonde girl hated secret admirers? Well, there goes plan A.
Professor Gellar entered the room and immidiately yelled a hex at them both. Soon, both their wands flew out of their pockets, and landed in his left hand. Amy and Virginia were pissed and stood up, glaring at the young Professor.
"What the hell!?" they yelled both at once. Gellar swallowed and smiled weakly at them. "It's the Expelliarmus hex. When using it, it will disarm anyone in range," he explained quickly after seeing the girls's faced. He quickly gave them back their wands.
"Expelliarmus!" yelled out Virginia randomly. Strangely enough, two wands flew into her left hand. She smiled triumpantly and grinned at them both.
"Very good, Miss Paltry," complimented Gellar and took back his own wand. Virginia threw Amy's wand at her and she quickly catched it. Amy glared at the blonde and raised her wand.
"Expelliarmus!" And both two wands flew into her hand. Amy grinned at seeing both Virginia's face and that of Gellar. "Very good Miss Lee, now give them back," he almost snapped at her.
Amy threw them back both their wands and looked at Virginia, challeging her. Virginia narrowed her eyes and raised her wand the same time as Amy's.
"Expalliarmus!" they both yelled. In confusion, both wands were thrown to a random spot, unlucky for Gellar who was standing at the random spot. He squeaked something in a high voice and doubled over, grabbing his dear family jewls for life.
"Class d-dismissed," he managed to squeak out. Both blondes with two red cheeks fled the room.
Blaise Zabini was standing in front of the door, waiting for Amy to come out and quickly jumped out of the way before the door hit his face. He sighed out with relief, only to be trampled over by two girls with large heels.
The two blondes didn't even noticed and left a very enjuired Blaise and Gellar on the ground.