A/N: here's the other half thing of the previous chapter
DISCLAIMER: oh hell you all know it by now
Chapter 5:
Draco slept badly that night, but didn't want the next morning to come. When he finally decided to get up, with the sun almost fully up over the Forbidden Forest, he ran into Hermione in the common room.
"Malfoy you look awful!" she exclaimed when she saw him. "What happened? You look really ill."
"Couldn't sleep," he mumbled.
"You should go see Madame Pomfry. We have a Heads meeting tonight with Dumbledore and the Prefects and I can't run it alone."
"I just need a shower," Draco said coldly, brushing away Hermione's concern.
With that, he turned and stalked away, shutting the bathroom door rather harder than he meant to. Hermione was gone by the time Draco finally immerged. He wondered if she and the others knew about his meeting with Dumbledore. That made him think of Kaylyn disappearing and he felt something squirm inside him.
Walking into breakfast, Draco was immensely relieved to see Kaylyn at the Gryffendor table. She looked a bit tired but otherwise fine. However, Draco's relief was again short lived by the arrival of his family's owl.
'Draco-
I know you may not have had time to respond to my previous letter-but this is important and along the same lines.
Last night, as you may already know, there was an attack in a town near the Scotland border. There is an article covering the basics in 'The Daily Prophet' this morning. When we came upon it, we were met by the most extraordinary girl.'
-Draco could sense the sarcasim his father implied even in the letter-
'As we suspected, she is in league close to Dumbledore. She also did a great deal of damage to our plan.
She is powerful, Draco, and I want you to stay clean with her. She may be useful to us in the future, but there is no need to take chances.
Write to me soon, we are awaiting your word
-Lucious'
Draco hastily folded the letter and slipped it into his robes. But before he could make an escape, Pansy was on him.
"I just received a letter from my father too, Drakie," she simpered. "He's not pleased about last night but he knows some interesting things about her," she glared towards Kaylyn.
"Don't speak of it here, Parkinson," Draco snapped.
"Alright, my father also asked if we keep things on the down so that raving lunatic Dumbledore doesn't suspect anything...But how about you and I meet tonight and talk about it?"
"I'd rather fuck a slug," snarled Draco and he wrenched his arm from Pansy's grasp and left the hall quickly without looking over his shoulder in either direction.
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Draco was longing to just grab Kaylyn and run while Hagrid was talking at the start of Care of Magical Creatures. Now that she was closer at hand, he noticed a cut across one of her cheeks and that she kept absently rubbing at something on her stomach as though it was sore. Draco only deafly heard Hagrid mention wood nymphs, singing, and partners.
"Kaylyn!" hissed Draco out of the corner of his mouth.
She turned and looked over at him. 'Partners?' Draco mouthed and Kaylyn nodded. Harry looked over too and glared suspiciously at Draco. Draco sneered back.
"Now e'eryone take a nymph, grab a partner, an' find somewhere teh work. I'll reward the most successful pair with a surprise at the en' o' the class," Hagrid hoisted a large box from behind it and put it forward for the pairs to choose a nymph.
Draco followed Kaylyn as she carefully picked a creature out of the box. Draco thought it looked like a blend between a house elf and a stuck. It had a childish face and a spindly body. Its hair was something along the lines of a leafy-looking moss and its skin was a muddy tan color. It blinked up at Draco with clear green eyes.
"I don't sing," Draco said to Kaylyn when she put the nymph down near the forest and away from some other members of the class.
She smiled at him knowlingly. Draco glanced around at other members of the class. Most of them looked pretty nervous about having to sing in front of someone. He could tell no one wanted Hagrid to pick them for that would mean they would sing in front of the entire class. Draco looked back to his wood nymph, which was gurgling happily as Kaylyn tickled it's stomach, grinning.
"Are you gonna sing?" Draco asked, smirking.
Kaylyn looked at him and made a face. "Fine," she said.
Kaylyn stopped tickling their nymph and took a deep breath:
"rithannen i geven
thangen i harn
nafennas i daur
ól dûr ristannen
Erya echuiannen
Ingelaidh
Ristar thynd, cúa tawar
Dambedir enyd i ganed
Si linna i waeew trin yif
Lsto i dur chui i
i ngelaidh degrar"
Draco stared at Kaylyn in amazement. Her voice was like nothing he had ever heard. The notes flowed forward and over him, washing through him like the wind. The words-though he didn't understand them-were a poetry he never knew existed. As she was singing, the nymph began to dance happily, joining in Kaylyn's voice with its shrill little squeaks of pleasure. When she was finished, the nymph bowed then continued to watch her, hoping for more.
"Kay..." he finally breathed, "that was beautiful!"
Kaylyn blushed. "Thanks," she said.
"Very good! Very good!!" came a booming voice from right over their heads. Draco and Kaylyn looked up to see Hagrid beaming down at them. "Now tha's the kind o' thing I was talkin' about! E'eryone gather 'round! Kaylyn, sing tha' song again!"
The entire class surrounded Draco and Kaylyn, bringing their nymphs with them. By Hagrid's instruction, all the nymphs were put forward, and Draco felt himself roughly pulled back by Hagrid's giant hands. All eyes watched Kaylyn expectantly. With Hagrid's nod, Kaylyn sang the song again.
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"Kay! You're an amazing singer! How did you ever learn to do that!?" Lavender brown squealed as the class made its way back up to the castle.
Kaylyn shrugged, her cheeks scarlet. "I dunno..." she said.
Other Gryffendors were calling to her also, exclaiming about her singing. Draco grinned at Kaylyn's embarrassment. He put an arm over her shoulder and pulled her back further. She gave him a greatful smile as the rest of the class pulled ahead.
"What was that, anyway?" Draco asked finally. "That song?"
"It's a song of the trees," said Kaylyn. "I thought the nymph would like it."
"It was beautiful," said Draco. He gently touched her cheek, "what happened last night though?"
Kaylyn looked at him and bit her lip slightly. "Well, not much. Voldemort must have had some idea that Dumbledore wouldn't be so careless as to let slip the town my family is in, but non-the-less he didn't want to take a chance. A simple fire wall and some repelling charms kept the Death Eaters away from the site, no one from the village was hurt."
"Where did you get this?" Draco asked, brushing his thumb over the cut on her cheek.
"Oh, rural village, in the dark, a little confusion, you know how it goes," Kaylyn said lightly.
Draco noticed something lurking behind her eyes that made him feel that what she said wasn't the entire truth of the matter.
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"I would like to report that some pairs have done extremely well on this assignment," Snape drawled at the beginning of Potions, their essays in hand, "while some others are not worth mentioning at all," Snape's lip curled nastily.
Even the Slytherins shifted uneasily as Snape began to thumb through essays as he stalked among the rows. Draco, however, looked over to Kaylyn. She looked up from talking to Hermione and smiled nervously at him. Draco returned it, then looked up as the shadow of Snape fell across his desk.
"Well done, Draco..." said Snape silkily as he passed, placing the essay before him.
"Thank you, sir," said Draco, trying to keep his voice cool as though he had been expecting nothing less.
As Snape swept away, Draco looked over at Kaylyn again. She raised her eyebrows questioningly. Draco grinned and held up his essay and mouthed 'O!' Kaylyn grinned broadly, then Draco watched as Snape handed her back her essay, saying something to her in an undertone. Draco saw her reply 'Thank you' and she grinned broadly at Draco again mouthing 'O!' and holding up her own essay.
Other members of the class were not all as pleased. Some were murmuring darkly with their neighbors, heads bent over parchment so others wouldn't see their grades. Some had already stuffed their essays away and were sitting back sulkily in their seats. Draco smirked and glanced around. He noticed Pansy glaring viciously at Kaylyn from across the room.
"Sorry, Parkinson, but I don't think she's your type," Draco said.
Pansy turned sharply to him. "Of course not Drakie. But she's nothing but a teacher's pet, that little whore, nothing a good hex couldn't fix."
Draco rolled his eyes and muttered "I'd like to see you try," as he turned around to listen to Snape talk.
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That night, Hermione dragged Draco down to the Great Hall for the meeting between Heads and Prefects. He sat lazily in his chair watching Hermione chatter away about whatever it was she called the meeting about. He wasn't actually listening to what she was saying. All of the prefects were watching her avidly, except a couple of the girls who kept stealing wistful glances in Draco's direction.
All during the meeting, Draco was thinking of letters to his father in his head. He didn't know what to say. He had always mentioned some of the problems he would try to cause for Harry or some younger students he, Crabbe, and Goyle had bullied. It was much more difficult now. Draco decided on mentioning that Pansy's constant drooling was driving him mad and that the way she only hung around him to get an image was making him believing her too weak to be a really loyal Dark Lord supporter. Yes, his father would like a letter about power. He also decided to throw in a snippet about Kaylyn, something about her typically befriending Potter and Weasley and Granger right from the start.
"Alright, so that should give you all something to think about for our next meeting," Hermione said, snapping Draco from his trance. "We will meet here again in two weeks, at the same time, and discuss what you all have come up with for ideas."
Draco leaped to his feet and started out. Just as he was leaving he heard someone call his name across the Entrance Hall. His eyes fell on Pansy waving in what he supposed she thought a sudductive manor. Draco rolled his eyes again and went over.
"What, Pansy, lost your knickers?"
Pansy giggled. "Not yet..." she ran a finger down his arm, her eyes pleading, and she pulled Draco further down the hall towards the Slytherin common rooms.
"Not in your wildest dreams!" Draco said and stepped back.
"What, you won't be with me but you'll be with that muggle-loving Gryffendor slut?" Pansy pouted.
"She's not a slut, and she's a lot more powerful that you'll ever be!" Draco snapped.
"Oh yes, I'm sure. That little tart who can't even properly defend her family."
"What?" Draco hissed.
"Oh yes," Pansy smirked. "My father told me all about it. Precious little Kaylyn is just like Potter, running off to save everything on the face of the earth. And she let her dear brother die, and then her family ran off to hide in America for years. And now they're back, hiding some more, because Dumbledore thinks that she's actually worth something."
"You don't know what you're talking about," Draco started.
"Well there's the little whore now," Pansy sidestepped Draco and took a death grip on his arm at the same time. "Hey! Amrûn!"
Draco whirled and saw Kaylyn crossing the top of the corridor. Pansy gestured for her to come over. Draco tried to pull away from Pansy but her grip only hardened.
"I really don't know who you think you are," Pansy started as soon as Kaylyn was near. "You come to this school acting like you belong here, like everyone is here for you, just like Potter. But guess what? You're not as great as you think you are! Draco is much too good for you, and so is this school."
"Pansy, no offense, but if a little speech like that is supposed to make me feel small and inferior then maybe someone like you shouldn't be giving it."
Draco chuckled but Pansy fumed. "You might be Dumbledore's new little pet, but that doesn't mean that you can take our men and like you've actually accomplished something in life. And it especially doesn't mean that you're ready for what else is out there...waiting for you."
"Ooooh, is that supposed to be a threat from your beloved Lord Voldemort? Here's a reality check for you, Pansy, He is not the most powerful wizard out there, and he's not going to take you anywhere. He's nothing but a snake, afraid of the light, and afraid what is against him."
"And she actually has accomplished something in life, Parkinson, unlike you," said Draco lazily.
"Oh wow, getting your brother killed, nice accomplishment," Pansy sneered.
Kaylyn stared at Pansy, horrified. Pansy just smirked back, her eyes glinting evily. Draco wanted to slam his head into the wall at Pansy's words, and he looked at her in disgust. Kaylyn didn't respond, she just started backing away.
"How dare you..." she finally whispered, then turned and ran.
Draco forced his arm from Pansy's grasp, knocking her back a few feet. "You're disgus-"
"Aren't you glad she's gone, Drakie?"
"You are absolutely disgusting, Pansy. Get your filthy hands off me and NEVER touch me ever again!"
Draco wrenched his arm away as Pansy started to grab for it again, and then swept away back up the hall. As soon as he turned the corner, he broke into a run, hoping to catch up with Kaylyn. He reached the Entrance Hall and stopped. It looked as though everyone from the meeting was gone, the Great Hall was deserted. He was about to turn to go to Gryffendor tower, but noticed the Front Doors were ajar.
"Kay..." Draco said softly, looking through the doors.
Kaylyn didn't even look at him. "Draco, please go away."
Draco slipped through and sat next to her. "Pansy's a hag."
"But she's right!" Kaylyn turned to him, tears streaming down her face. "I let my brother die! I killed him!"
"No!" cried Draco. "Kay, you tried! You saved the rest of your family. You've saved more than that now!"
Kaylyn was crying, her body was trembling from the sobs she was holding in, but she was hastily trying to wipe her eyes. Draco took her and pulled her towards him. He held Kaylyn tightly as she cried. He gently stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head. Kaylyn clutched Draco's robes, trying to stifle her tears.
"It's ok...Kay it's not your fault," Draco said softly. "He loved you-that's why it happened. And now he's always safe, he knows your sorry and that you love him too."
"Draco-" Kaylyn choked out.
Draco gave her a quick kiss, "It's going to be alright. Everything will be ok, one day."
Kaylyn bit her lip and stared into the sky. It was as though she was reading something there. Draco watched the way she was working to hold in the tears but at the same time her eyes were staring into the stars, scanning for something.
"If I died too then he wouldn't be alone," Kaylyn finally whispered.
Draco grabbed Kaylyn's shoulders, "Don't ever think like that Kay!"
"But it's the truth..."
"You're tired, and you're hurt. Come on, I'm gonna take you back to Gryffendor Tower," Draco helped Kaylyn to her feet. "And Kay, please don't do anything stupid just because of what Pansy said. It's not worth it."
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ok, that's the second half of the other chapter. Hope you liked. I'm gonna try to write chapter 6 and get it up before Saturday...but we'll see...PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW they help me. And let me know if I'm making Draco too soft at first, coz I think I kinda am since he's so like, nice and sweet to Kaylyn afrer knowing her what, two weeks? Yeah ahahaha but please RR and yeah I'll do my best. Oh, and the song Kaylyn sings is from Lord of the Rings about the Ents and it's in Sindarin (a form of elvish) ie connects to Kaylyn's background...
DISCLAIMER: oh hell you all know it by now
Chapter 5:
Draco slept badly that night, but didn't want the next morning to come. When he finally decided to get up, with the sun almost fully up over the Forbidden Forest, he ran into Hermione in the common room.
"Malfoy you look awful!" she exclaimed when she saw him. "What happened? You look really ill."
"Couldn't sleep," he mumbled.
"You should go see Madame Pomfry. We have a Heads meeting tonight with Dumbledore and the Prefects and I can't run it alone."
"I just need a shower," Draco said coldly, brushing away Hermione's concern.
With that, he turned and stalked away, shutting the bathroom door rather harder than he meant to. Hermione was gone by the time Draco finally immerged. He wondered if she and the others knew about his meeting with Dumbledore. That made him think of Kaylyn disappearing and he felt something squirm inside him.
Walking into breakfast, Draco was immensely relieved to see Kaylyn at the Gryffendor table. She looked a bit tired but otherwise fine. However, Draco's relief was again short lived by the arrival of his family's owl.
'Draco-
I know you may not have had time to respond to my previous letter-but this is important and along the same lines.
Last night, as you may already know, there was an attack in a town near the Scotland border. There is an article covering the basics in 'The Daily Prophet' this morning. When we came upon it, we were met by the most extraordinary girl.'
-Draco could sense the sarcasim his father implied even in the letter-
'As we suspected, she is in league close to Dumbledore. She also did a great deal of damage to our plan.
She is powerful, Draco, and I want you to stay clean with her. She may be useful to us in the future, but there is no need to take chances.
Write to me soon, we are awaiting your word
-Lucious'
Draco hastily folded the letter and slipped it into his robes. But before he could make an escape, Pansy was on him.
"I just received a letter from my father too, Drakie," she simpered. "He's not pleased about last night but he knows some interesting things about her," she glared towards Kaylyn.
"Don't speak of it here, Parkinson," Draco snapped.
"Alright, my father also asked if we keep things on the down so that raving lunatic Dumbledore doesn't suspect anything...But how about you and I meet tonight and talk about it?"
"I'd rather fuck a slug," snarled Draco and he wrenched his arm from Pansy's grasp and left the hall quickly without looking over his shoulder in either direction.
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Draco was longing to just grab Kaylyn and run while Hagrid was talking at the start of Care of Magical Creatures. Now that she was closer at hand, he noticed a cut across one of her cheeks and that she kept absently rubbing at something on her stomach as though it was sore. Draco only deafly heard Hagrid mention wood nymphs, singing, and partners.
"Kaylyn!" hissed Draco out of the corner of his mouth.
She turned and looked over at him. 'Partners?' Draco mouthed and Kaylyn nodded. Harry looked over too and glared suspiciously at Draco. Draco sneered back.
"Now e'eryone take a nymph, grab a partner, an' find somewhere teh work. I'll reward the most successful pair with a surprise at the en' o' the class," Hagrid hoisted a large box from behind it and put it forward for the pairs to choose a nymph.
Draco followed Kaylyn as she carefully picked a creature out of the box. Draco thought it looked like a blend between a house elf and a stuck. It had a childish face and a spindly body. Its hair was something along the lines of a leafy-looking moss and its skin was a muddy tan color. It blinked up at Draco with clear green eyes.
"I don't sing," Draco said to Kaylyn when she put the nymph down near the forest and away from some other members of the class.
She smiled at him knowlingly. Draco glanced around at other members of the class. Most of them looked pretty nervous about having to sing in front of someone. He could tell no one wanted Hagrid to pick them for that would mean they would sing in front of the entire class. Draco looked back to his wood nymph, which was gurgling happily as Kaylyn tickled it's stomach, grinning.
"Are you gonna sing?" Draco asked, smirking.
Kaylyn looked at him and made a face. "Fine," she said.
Kaylyn stopped tickling their nymph and took a deep breath:
"rithannen i geven
thangen i harn
nafennas i daur
ól dûr ristannen
Erya echuiannen
Ingelaidh
Ristar thynd, cúa tawar
Dambedir enyd i ganed
Si linna i waeew trin yif
Lsto i dur chui i
i ngelaidh degrar"
Draco stared at Kaylyn in amazement. Her voice was like nothing he had ever heard. The notes flowed forward and over him, washing through him like the wind. The words-though he didn't understand them-were a poetry he never knew existed. As she was singing, the nymph began to dance happily, joining in Kaylyn's voice with its shrill little squeaks of pleasure. When she was finished, the nymph bowed then continued to watch her, hoping for more.
"Kay..." he finally breathed, "that was beautiful!"
Kaylyn blushed. "Thanks," she said.
"Very good! Very good!!" came a booming voice from right over their heads. Draco and Kaylyn looked up to see Hagrid beaming down at them. "Now tha's the kind o' thing I was talkin' about! E'eryone gather 'round! Kaylyn, sing tha' song again!"
The entire class surrounded Draco and Kaylyn, bringing their nymphs with them. By Hagrid's instruction, all the nymphs were put forward, and Draco felt himself roughly pulled back by Hagrid's giant hands. All eyes watched Kaylyn expectantly. With Hagrid's nod, Kaylyn sang the song again.
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"Kay! You're an amazing singer! How did you ever learn to do that!?" Lavender brown squealed as the class made its way back up to the castle.
Kaylyn shrugged, her cheeks scarlet. "I dunno..." she said.
Other Gryffendors were calling to her also, exclaiming about her singing. Draco grinned at Kaylyn's embarrassment. He put an arm over her shoulder and pulled her back further. She gave him a greatful smile as the rest of the class pulled ahead.
"What was that, anyway?" Draco asked finally. "That song?"
"It's a song of the trees," said Kaylyn. "I thought the nymph would like it."
"It was beautiful," said Draco. He gently touched her cheek, "what happened last night though?"
Kaylyn looked at him and bit her lip slightly. "Well, not much. Voldemort must have had some idea that Dumbledore wouldn't be so careless as to let slip the town my family is in, but non-the-less he didn't want to take a chance. A simple fire wall and some repelling charms kept the Death Eaters away from the site, no one from the village was hurt."
"Where did you get this?" Draco asked, brushing his thumb over the cut on her cheek.
"Oh, rural village, in the dark, a little confusion, you know how it goes," Kaylyn said lightly.
Draco noticed something lurking behind her eyes that made him feel that what she said wasn't the entire truth of the matter.
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"I would like to report that some pairs have done extremely well on this assignment," Snape drawled at the beginning of Potions, their essays in hand, "while some others are not worth mentioning at all," Snape's lip curled nastily.
Even the Slytherins shifted uneasily as Snape began to thumb through essays as he stalked among the rows. Draco, however, looked over to Kaylyn. She looked up from talking to Hermione and smiled nervously at him. Draco returned it, then looked up as the shadow of Snape fell across his desk.
"Well done, Draco..." said Snape silkily as he passed, placing the essay before him.
"Thank you, sir," said Draco, trying to keep his voice cool as though he had been expecting nothing less.
As Snape swept away, Draco looked over at Kaylyn again. She raised her eyebrows questioningly. Draco grinned and held up his essay and mouthed 'O!' Kaylyn grinned broadly, then Draco watched as Snape handed her back her essay, saying something to her in an undertone. Draco saw her reply 'Thank you' and she grinned broadly at Draco again mouthing 'O!' and holding up her own essay.
Other members of the class were not all as pleased. Some were murmuring darkly with their neighbors, heads bent over parchment so others wouldn't see their grades. Some had already stuffed their essays away and were sitting back sulkily in their seats. Draco smirked and glanced around. He noticed Pansy glaring viciously at Kaylyn from across the room.
"Sorry, Parkinson, but I don't think she's your type," Draco said.
Pansy turned sharply to him. "Of course not Drakie. But she's nothing but a teacher's pet, that little whore, nothing a good hex couldn't fix."
Draco rolled his eyes and muttered "I'd like to see you try," as he turned around to listen to Snape talk.
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That night, Hermione dragged Draco down to the Great Hall for the meeting between Heads and Prefects. He sat lazily in his chair watching Hermione chatter away about whatever it was she called the meeting about. He wasn't actually listening to what she was saying. All of the prefects were watching her avidly, except a couple of the girls who kept stealing wistful glances in Draco's direction.
All during the meeting, Draco was thinking of letters to his father in his head. He didn't know what to say. He had always mentioned some of the problems he would try to cause for Harry or some younger students he, Crabbe, and Goyle had bullied. It was much more difficult now. Draco decided on mentioning that Pansy's constant drooling was driving him mad and that the way she only hung around him to get an image was making him believing her too weak to be a really loyal Dark Lord supporter. Yes, his father would like a letter about power. He also decided to throw in a snippet about Kaylyn, something about her typically befriending Potter and Weasley and Granger right from the start.
"Alright, so that should give you all something to think about for our next meeting," Hermione said, snapping Draco from his trance. "We will meet here again in two weeks, at the same time, and discuss what you all have come up with for ideas."
Draco leaped to his feet and started out. Just as he was leaving he heard someone call his name across the Entrance Hall. His eyes fell on Pansy waving in what he supposed she thought a sudductive manor. Draco rolled his eyes again and went over.
"What, Pansy, lost your knickers?"
Pansy giggled. "Not yet..." she ran a finger down his arm, her eyes pleading, and she pulled Draco further down the hall towards the Slytherin common rooms.
"Not in your wildest dreams!" Draco said and stepped back.
"What, you won't be with me but you'll be with that muggle-loving Gryffendor slut?" Pansy pouted.
"She's not a slut, and she's a lot more powerful that you'll ever be!" Draco snapped.
"Oh yes, I'm sure. That little tart who can't even properly defend her family."
"What?" Draco hissed.
"Oh yes," Pansy smirked. "My father told me all about it. Precious little Kaylyn is just like Potter, running off to save everything on the face of the earth. And she let her dear brother die, and then her family ran off to hide in America for years. And now they're back, hiding some more, because Dumbledore thinks that she's actually worth something."
"You don't know what you're talking about," Draco started.
"Well there's the little whore now," Pansy sidestepped Draco and took a death grip on his arm at the same time. "Hey! Amrûn!"
Draco whirled and saw Kaylyn crossing the top of the corridor. Pansy gestured for her to come over. Draco tried to pull away from Pansy but her grip only hardened.
"I really don't know who you think you are," Pansy started as soon as Kaylyn was near. "You come to this school acting like you belong here, like everyone is here for you, just like Potter. But guess what? You're not as great as you think you are! Draco is much too good for you, and so is this school."
"Pansy, no offense, but if a little speech like that is supposed to make me feel small and inferior then maybe someone like you shouldn't be giving it."
Draco chuckled but Pansy fumed. "You might be Dumbledore's new little pet, but that doesn't mean that you can take our men and like you've actually accomplished something in life. And it especially doesn't mean that you're ready for what else is out there...waiting for you."
"Ooooh, is that supposed to be a threat from your beloved Lord Voldemort? Here's a reality check for you, Pansy, He is not the most powerful wizard out there, and he's not going to take you anywhere. He's nothing but a snake, afraid of the light, and afraid what is against him."
"And she actually has accomplished something in life, Parkinson, unlike you," said Draco lazily.
"Oh wow, getting your brother killed, nice accomplishment," Pansy sneered.
Kaylyn stared at Pansy, horrified. Pansy just smirked back, her eyes glinting evily. Draco wanted to slam his head into the wall at Pansy's words, and he looked at her in disgust. Kaylyn didn't respond, she just started backing away.
"How dare you..." she finally whispered, then turned and ran.
Draco forced his arm from Pansy's grasp, knocking her back a few feet. "You're disgus-"
"Aren't you glad she's gone, Drakie?"
"You are absolutely disgusting, Pansy. Get your filthy hands off me and NEVER touch me ever again!"
Draco wrenched his arm away as Pansy started to grab for it again, and then swept away back up the hall. As soon as he turned the corner, he broke into a run, hoping to catch up with Kaylyn. He reached the Entrance Hall and stopped. It looked as though everyone from the meeting was gone, the Great Hall was deserted. He was about to turn to go to Gryffendor tower, but noticed the Front Doors were ajar.
"Kay..." Draco said softly, looking through the doors.
Kaylyn didn't even look at him. "Draco, please go away."
Draco slipped through and sat next to her. "Pansy's a hag."
"But she's right!" Kaylyn turned to him, tears streaming down her face. "I let my brother die! I killed him!"
"No!" cried Draco. "Kay, you tried! You saved the rest of your family. You've saved more than that now!"
Kaylyn was crying, her body was trembling from the sobs she was holding in, but she was hastily trying to wipe her eyes. Draco took her and pulled her towards him. He held Kaylyn tightly as she cried. He gently stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head. Kaylyn clutched Draco's robes, trying to stifle her tears.
"It's ok...Kay it's not your fault," Draco said softly. "He loved you-that's why it happened. And now he's always safe, he knows your sorry and that you love him too."
"Draco-" Kaylyn choked out.
Draco gave her a quick kiss, "It's going to be alright. Everything will be ok, one day."
Kaylyn bit her lip and stared into the sky. It was as though she was reading something there. Draco watched the way she was working to hold in the tears but at the same time her eyes were staring into the stars, scanning for something.
"If I died too then he wouldn't be alone," Kaylyn finally whispered.
Draco grabbed Kaylyn's shoulders, "Don't ever think like that Kay!"
"But it's the truth..."
"You're tired, and you're hurt. Come on, I'm gonna take you back to Gryffendor Tower," Draco helped Kaylyn to her feet. "And Kay, please don't do anything stupid just because of what Pansy said. It's not worth it."
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ok, that's the second half of the other chapter. Hope you liked. I'm gonna try to write chapter 6 and get it up before Saturday...but we'll see...PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW they help me. And let me know if I'm making Draco too soft at first, coz I think I kinda am since he's so like, nice and sweet to Kaylyn afrer knowing her what, two weeks? Yeah ahahaha but please RR and yeah I'll do my best. Oh, and the song Kaylyn sings is from Lord of the Rings about the Ents and it's in Sindarin (a form of elvish) ie connects to Kaylyn's background...