A/N: wow, sorry about the format of the last chapter. It got all wonky when
I uploaded it so sorry it was all one paragraph, this one should be ok
though. And also sorry that these are a bit short, they'll get longer soon.
Those who reviewed, thanks muchly and keep it up, I'll try to have the
third chapter up soon and I hope you like. Yeah, the beginning is a bit
slow but it kinda sets things for later and things will get better by
chapt. 3 so please, please, please keep reading. Merci bien.
DISCLAIMER: I am inferior to J.K. Rowling's genius.
Chapter 2:
Draco didn't see Hermione when he awoke in the morning. Draco guessed that she had gone to the Gryffendor common rooms to meet her friends. He was pleased about this. It meant he had the bathroom to himself and didn't have to listen to Hermione's bossy prattle so early in the morning.
Many heads turned as Draco swept into the Great Hall for breakfast a while later. He could hear the breathless chatter from many of the girls, and it made him smirk. They could all dream, but he was far out of their league. Though Draco didn't look to see the Gryffendor table, he knew Kaylyn was there. He settled himself between Crabbe and Goyle (who were stuffing their faces like ogres) and pulled his schedule to him.
Draco's nose wrinkled in disgust. He was still in potions with the Gryffendors. He didn't see how potter and Weasley could still be keeping up good enough grades for Snape to allow them to remain. He also still had Care of Magical Creatures with them. Draco greatly wished to drop that subject, but his father made him continue...incase Draco needed to handle animals in his work for the Dark Lord. At least the morning was relatively easy; Herbology first with the Ravenclaws, then Charms. Potions was right after lunch, followed by Transfiguration.
The morning passed quickly enough. Some of the Ravenclaw girls were almost bitten by a poisonous dragon plant as they gazed avidly at Draco. Then Pansy almost threw Professor Flitwick out the window during Charms. She used a banishing charm randomly, instead of making her teacup sing.
Draco tried to regain himself inwardly during lunch. Pansy was still rather a mess from Charms and disappeared to the bathrooms. Draco found lunch somewhat tranquil without her around. However, she rejoined the class as they made their way to Potions, immediately gathering with her gang of Slytherin girls. Draco stood lazily against the wall, casually glancing around at the other students and occasionally snickering at remarks made from the Slytherins.
However, Draco turned when he heard three familiar voices that he loathed so very much. "Ah, Potty, Weasel, and Mudblood all back again I see."
Harry and Ron jumped angrily forward, reaching for their wands. They, as well as Draco, were surprised when Kaylyn's hand fell firmly on Harry's shoulder.
"Easy, Harry. It's not worth it."
Kaylyn's voice was cool. Her eyes sparkled as they challenged Malfoy's when she spoke. There was an underlying tone of amusement in her voice as well and her lips twitched into a slight smile. She regarded Draco intently. Harry and Ron both relaxed, Harry's anger instantly leaving him at Kaylyn's touch.
"Ah, and the new girl...Already sucked in with the hero-trio, I see?" said Draco, his eyes never leaving Kaylyn's.
"Ah, the hostile Slythern Prince," said Kaylyn, speaking in the same exact tone as Draco. "And you still have your posse of weak followers at the ready, I see?"
"Don't you dare speak to me like that! I'm a-"
"Malfoy? Yes, I've noticed."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Draco's face was bent to Kaylyn's and the words were hissed through his teeth.
"Exactly as said," Kaylyn replied, completely unfazed by Draco. She looked up at him calmly. "You don't scare me, Dragon."
This was rather a funny statement to someone just watching. Kaylyn's head was hardly above his shoulders as Draco towered a foot taller than her. Her small but strong was defiant and her expression calm.
At that moment, the doors to the dungeon opened sharply. "What is going on here? Fighting in the halls, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Amrûn?" Snapes voice was dangerous.
"Tis nothing more than a talk between old friends," said Kaylyn sweetly, stepping back to the Gryffendors.
"Indeed," snorted Snape, ushering the class inside.
Draco occupied his usual place, his heart thumping. Snape swept to the front of the class after the last student was seated. The already silent class watched him apprehensively.
"You are all now in your final year at this school, but that does not make this easy. Those of you who may not be up to the challenge of this course level," here Snape's eyes rested on Harry and Ron, "get out immediately." No one moved. "Today, you shall be concocting a potion that may clear the drinker's mind and allow another to search it by questioning. It is similar to that of Veritasium, but not as powerful. You will be brewing the potion in pairs that I assign. At the end of the next lesson, each pair will receive back their flask and with a list of questions to be asked. And, since Miss Amrûn and Mr. Malfoy are such good friends, they can be our first pair. Thomas, you will work..."
Draco cast a look over his shoulder at Kaylyn. "Oh what fun," he said sarcastically.
"Does the mighty Dragon have thoughts he wants he wants hidden?" Kaylyn grinned at Draco's annoyance.
"It's not like you don't have secrets too," said Draco defensively. His annoyance wasn't with Kaylyn, but with the image he himself set for her.
"Of course I do," said Kaylyn calmly, but her eyes sparkled mischievously. "I just don't need a potion to see your thoughts, and this potion alone won't get you to mine. But lets get to work, shall we? This is rather long."
Draco stared at her for a moment. What did she mean by saying she didn't need a potion to read his thoughts? Draco shook his head and in silence the two began to work. Draco continued to watch Kaylyn out of the corner of his eye. Kaylyn seemed to know exactly what she was doing, and Draco thought to himself that he at least didn't have to worry about receiving a bad mark because of another's stupidity.
Sometime later, Kaylyn said, "Draco, careful, you're cutting the roots too thin." Draco cast her a dark look. "None of that. Would you want our potion turning lime green and then exploding?"
"Very good, Miss Amrûn," said Snape as he passed.
Several students, including Draco, looked up in surprise. It was rare for Snape to ever praise students, but never a Gryffendor.
Kaylyn hardly seemed to notice. She said, "Thank you, sir," then glanced at Draco as she continued to grind her caterpillars. "Draco, watch what you're doing, you're going to cut your finger."
Draco glared at her. "You're just another Granger. Only this time, Snape likes you."
Kaylyn looked shocked. "Fine, I'll leave you to screw up this up. At least I know it wouldn't make such a difference on MY grade."
It was Draco's turn to look up. Kaylyn sat back in here chair, her grinding stone on the desk, and her arms cross. She regarded Draco coldly.
"You're not going to just sit there while I do this!"
"I'd tell you to watch me but you'd cut your finger off," said Kaylyn.
"Oh, come on, Amrûn!"
"Why should I, Malfoy? When I try to give you advice so this doesn't get ruined, you call me a bossy know-it-all teacher's pet."
"Back to last name status now?" said Draco quietly.
"Well, since obviously I'm not good enough to work on this potions project with you then I'm definitely not worthy calling you on first name terms."
"That's not fair," started Draco.
"Life's not fair. Potion is boiling, it's time for roots."
"Alright, look. I'm...I'm..." Draco struggled with himself a moment, "I'm sorry. It's just, I'm not used to being around people like...people like you."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"Is what a bad thing?"
"Working with someone like me," said Kaylyn.
"No, it's not. Would you PLEASE help me on this?"
Kaylyn looked at him for a moment, and Draco squirmed inside. Then her face softened slightly. "Yeah. Put the roots in and stir..."
When the class was over, Draco looked to Kaylyn again. Their faces were flushed but they had successfully finished the potion and Draco had finally relaxed after a while. Kaylyn cocked an eyebrow at Draco's look, and he smirked. Kaylyn responded with a grin, then left him to join the Gryffendors.
Harry cast Draco a very dirty look when he passed. "Don't you dare get any plans or ideas with her, Malfoy. She could whip you senseless with her eyes closed."
Draco sneered over at Harry. "Don't assume to quickly, Potter. Being a little wonder-boy doesn't make you or your friends anything special."
"What's that supposed to mean!?" snarled Harry.
Draco didn't answer. He turned on his heal and joined the rest of the Slytherins towards Transfiguration, leaving Harry fuming behind him.
DISCLAIMER: I am inferior to J.K. Rowling's genius.
Chapter 2:
Draco didn't see Hermione when he awoke in the morning. Draco guessed that she had gone to the Gryffendor common rooms to meet her friends. He was pleased about this. It meant he had the bathroom to himself and didn't have to listen to Hermione's bossy prattle so early in the morning.
Many heads turned as Draco swept into the Great Hall for breakfast a while later. He could hear the breathless chatter from many of the girls, and it made him smirk. They could all dream, but he was far out of their league. Though Draco didn't look to see the Gryffendor table, he knew Kaylyn was there. He settled himself between Crabbe and Goyle (who were stuffing their faces like ogres) and pulled his schedule to him.
Draco's nose wrinkled in disgust. He was still in potions with the Gryffendors. He didn't see how potter and Weasley could still be keeping up good enough grades for Snape to allow them to remain. He also still had Care of Magical Creatures with them. Draco greatly wished to drop that subject, but his father made him continue...incase Draco needed to handle animals in his work for the Dark Lord. At least the morning was relatively easy; Herbology first with the Ravenclaws, then Charms. Potions was right after lunch, followed by Transfiguration.
The morning passed quickly enough. Some of the Ravenclaw girls were almost bitten by a poisonous dragon plant as they gazed avidly at Draco. Then Pansy almost threw Professor Flitwick out the window during Charms. She used a banishing charm randomly, instead of making her teacup sing.
Draco tried to regain himself inwardly during lunch. Pansy was still rather a mess from Charms and disappeared to the bathrooms. Draco found lunch somewhat tranquil without her around. However, she rejoined the class as they made their way to Potions, immediately gathering with her gang of Slytherin girls. Draco stood lazily against the wall, casually glancing around at the other students and occasionally snickering at remarks made from the Slytherins.
However, Draco turned when he heard three familiar voices that he loathed so very much. "Ah, Potty, Weasel, and Mudblood all back again I see."
Harry and Ron jumped angrily forward, reaching for their wands. They, as well as Draco, were surprised when Kaylyn's hand fell firmly on Harry's shoulder.
"Easy, Harry. It's not worth it."
Kaylyn's voice was cool. Her eyes sparkled as they challenged Malfoy's when she spoke. There was an underlying tone of amusement in her voice as well and her lips twitched into a slight smile. She regarded Draco intently. Harry and Ron both relaxed, Harry's anger instantly leaving him at Kaylyn's touch.
"Ah, and the new girl...Already sucked in with the hero-trio, I see?" said Draco, his eyes never leaving Kaylyn's.
"Ah, the hostile Slythern Prince," said Kaylyn, speaking in the same exact tone as Draco. "And you still have your posse of weak followers at the ready, I see?"
"Don't you dare speak to me like that! I'm a-"
"Malfoy? Yes, I've noticed."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Draco's face was bent to Kaylyn's and the words were hissed through his teeth.
"Exactly as said," Kaylyn replied, completely unfazed by Draco. She looked up at him calmly. "You don't scare me, Dragon."
This was rather a funny statement to someone just watching. Kaylyn's head was hardly above his shoulders as Draco towered a foot taller than her. Her small but strong was defiant and her expression calm.
At that moment, the doors to the dungeon opened sharply. "What is going on here? Fighting in the halls, Mr. Malfoy, Miss Amrûn?" Snapes voice was dangerous.
"Tis nothing more than a talk between old friends," said Kaylyn sweetly, stepping back to the Gryffendors.
"Indeed," snorted Snape, ushering the class inside.
Draco occupied his usual place, his heart thumping. Snape swept to the front of the class after the last student was seated. The already silent class watched him apprehensively.
"You are all now in your final year at this school, but that does not make this easy. Those of you who may not be up to the challenge of this course level," here Snape's eyes rested on Harry and Ron, "get out immediately." No one moved. "Today, you shall be concocting a potion that may clear the drinker's mind and allow another to search it by questioning. It is similar to that of Veritasium, but not as powerful. You will be brewing the potion in pairs that I assign. At the end of the next lesson, each pair will receive back their flask and with a list of questions to be asked. And, since Miss Amrûn and Mr. Malfoy are such good friends, they can be our first pair. Thomas, you will work..."
Draco cast a look over his shoulder at Kaylyn. "Oh what fun," he said sarcastically.
"Does the mighty Dragon have thoughts he wants he wants hidden?" Kaylyn grinned at Draco's annoyance.
"It's not like you don't have secrets too," said Draco defensively. His annoyance wasn't with Kaylyn, but with the image he himself set for her.
"Of course I do," said Kaylyn calmly, but her eyes sparkled mischievously. "I just don't need a potion to see your thoughts, and this potion alone won't get you to mine. But lets get to work, shall we? This is rather long."
Draco stared at her for a moment. What did she mean by saying she didn't need a potion to read his thoughts? Draco shook his head and in silence the two began to work. Draco continued to watch Kaylyn out of the corner of his eye. Kaylyn seemed to know exactly what she was doing, and Draco thought to himself that he at least didn't have to worry about receiving a bad mark because of another's stupidity.
Sometime later, Kaylyn said, "Draco, careful, you're cutting the roots too thin." Draco cast her a dark look. "None of that. Would you want our potion turning lime green and then exploding?"
"Very good, Miss Amrûn," said Snape as he passed.
Several students, including Draco, looked up in surprise. It was rare for Snape to ever praise students, but never a Gryffendor.
Kaylyn hardly seemed to notice. She said, "Thank you, sir," then glanced at Draco as she continued to grind her caterpillars. "Draco, watch what you're doing, you're going to cut your finger."
Draco glared at her. "You're just another Granger. Only this time, Snape likes you."
Kaylyn looked shocked. "Fine, I'll leave you to screw up this up. At least I know it wouldn't make such a difference on MY grade."
It was Draco's turn to look up. Kaylyn sat back in here chair, her grinding stone on the desk, and her arms cross. She regarded Draco coldly.
"You're not going to just sit there while I do this!"
"I'd tell you to watch me but you'd cut your finger off," said Kaylyn.
"Oh, come on, Amrûn!"
"Why should I, Malfoy? When I try to give you advice so this doesn't get ruined, you call me a bossy know-it-all teacher's pet."
"Back to last name status now?" said Draco quietly.
"Well, since obviously I'm not good enough to work on this potions project with you then I'm definitely not worthy calling you on first name terms."
"That's not fair," started Draco.
"Life's not fair. Potion is boiling, it's time for roots."
"Alright, look. I'm...I'm..." Draco struggled with himself a moment, "I'm sorry. It's just, I'm not used to being around people like...people like you."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"Is what a bad thing?"
"Working with someone like me," said Kaylyn.
"No, it's not. Would you PLEASE help me on this?"
Kaylyn looked at him for a moment, and Draco squirmed inside. Then her face softened slightly. "Yeah. Put the roots in and stir..."
When the class was over, Draco looked to Kaylyn again. Their faces were flushed but they had successfully finished the potion and Draco had finally relaxed after a while. Kaylyn cocked an eyebrow at Draco's look, and he smirked. Kaylyn responded with a grin, then left him to join the Gryffendors.
Harry cast Draco a very dirty look when he passed. "Don't you dare get any plans or ideas with her, Malfoy. She could whip you senseless with her eyes closed."
Draco sneered over at Harry. "Don't assume to quickly, Potter. Being a little wonder-boy doesn't make you or your friends anything special."
"What's that supposed to mean!?" snarled Harry.
Draco didn't answer. He turned on his heal and joined the rest of the Slytherins towards Transfiguration, leaving Harry fuming behind him.