I walked lazily through the courtyard kicking up the new grass. Hogwarts annoyed me. I don't know why I couldn't go to Doomstrang, or something. I heard someone calling my name as I walked, I turn around and find little Miss Granger hurrying towards me. She caught up, her cheeks red and her breath coming hard.
"Granger..?" I said scowling down at her.
"Malice .." Ever since this girlie here had to save Malfoy, she's been after him like a bitch in heat. They had a little snogging session in a wardrobe at his house; She pisses me off.
"I need to talk to you," she panted softly. Point to her to even coming to talk to me, 'course she didn't what I had on her.
"What is it Granger?"
"What's wrong with Harry?"
"What..?" I scowled at her.
"I found him in the hall crying yesterday after he chased after Malfoy. What did Malfoy do?" That's Potter for ya. I was angry now though. She comes up to me, and asks me What Malfoy did to Harry. Should I tell her he's gay? Naw. I'll go with the subtle approach.
"Look you whiney wench, why don't you go and ask Potter what the hell's wrong with him yourself, and quite bothering me." I turned my back on little Miss Granger and walked towards McGonagall's class . I had better things to do than stand around and listen to that girl go on about her precious Harry.
Fuck 'em all.
I sat in McGonagall's class next to Malfoy in the back. Everyone was talking waiting for McGonagall to show up, and I was absently turning some of Draco's quills into blue condoms. Not exactly what the teachers teach you, but hey, abstinence can do that to ya.
"Got something on your mind...?"
I jumped at the sound of Malfoy's voice. He leaned into my neck placing kisses that made me shiver. His hand moved on to my thigh, and I thought 'Not again'
"Come off it Malfoy." I said exasperated. He smiled against my skin and moved away. I looked at him, wondering why in the hell he always did this sort of thing. But I guess I shouldn't complain.
"You're calling me 'Malfoy' today, are you mad at me or something?" Inside I knew he was laughing at me.
"Whatever. Your little girlfriend came whining to me today."
"Oh. Which one?" He said nonchalant, going back to reading his book. I hate when he does that.
"Granger you bastard. " I was getting fed up with this now.
"Now that's no way to play nice, Trel." I scowled at his words.
"Granger...Granger....hmmm." He looked thoughtful.
I was just disgusted.
"Oh yeah Granger. I was thinking of finally conceding and getting with her." That had pulled a nerve.
"Whore" I said.
"Wench" he shot back happily.
"She wanted to know what happened with you and Potter yesterday" Malfoy didn't even look fazed. Overly confident bastard.
"And..?" he asked. I smiled and turned away.
"And... I'm not telling you anything"
"Trel..." his voice held a little warning. Oh fudge on him, he didn't control me.
"Fuck you."
"I already offered that option, but you always decline."
I was sick, and I moved then to another place. And when he had turned his back I turned his hair hot pink. He would walk around like that all day without knowing it. That what you get you son of a bitch. Me:1 Malfoy:0
I play to win people. I play to win.
By the time class was almost over McGonagall still hadn't shown , a whole class wasted. Malfoy still hadn't figured out his hair was pink, and was talking to some girl. I had to laugh. I figured I should start on my potions homework, before class. Snape liked me , but he wouldn't give me a free grade. I looked at schedule and found I had double-potions with Gryffindor. Great.
I had to endure Granger's talking, Harry bothering Malfoy, and Malfoy bothering me. This was gonna be a hell of a day. But if even one of them looked at me wrong, I'd dock house points. I was Head Girl and not afraid to use my power. I looked at the clock and realized it was about thirty seconds till dismissal, and seeing as McGonagall wasn't here I'd use my authority and dismiss. When I did Malfoy left with that little trollop on his arm. They'd probably go off in a broom closet somewhere.
One stupid boy off my hands. I was walking down to the dungeons, when is saw Mr. Potter walking with Mr. Weasley. I got a malicious idea. I got a horrible, wonderful, awful idea. I walked up to the two, who had stopped in the hall, and were looking over some piece of parchment.
"Potter, Weasley...," I said, trying my best to look intimidating. Both of them looked down at me surprised, Weasley even took a steep back.
"Potter I need to speak with you. Weasley get on to class." He swallowed, and said goodbye to Harry. Harry didn't take his eyes off me, and it's kinda hard to look like I mean business, when he towered over me like Malfoy. Oh well.
"Potter. Do you have a girlfriend?" He blinked a few times, as if he had expected I would say something else. I waited, but he didn't say anything. "Okay whatever, I have to get to class." I moved to him, on tip toe, and kissed him on the cheek before he could think and turned back towards Snape's class.
Naughty, me?
I knew Harry probably wasn't interested, but Malfoy pissed me off, so I figured I'd mess with his new boyfriend.
I got to Snape's class and sat two rows back and one in front of Potter. Malfoy slid in next to me, a smug expression on his face. He still had pink in his hair, I snickered and changed it back. He looked at me quizzically, and punched him in the stomach. I hated that he paraded girls in front of me, so it was time for payback.
"Ummph" he fell over his chair, a surprised look on his face. I turned back in his seat, and pretended not to see him there on the floor. I felt much better.
And some people say I need anger management.
Malfoy climbed back into his seat looking angry.
"Bitch..." he wheezed out.
"I love you too, dear" I replied sweet as I could get through clenched teeth.
Me, angry? Naw.
Snape burst in, in his usual sour mood, announcing that we were making a truth serum today. I had been waiting for this. I didn't really have any plans for it, but might as well keep some handy, right?
Snape set us off on our own, and I walked up to his desk.
"Malice" He said his back turned to me.
"Professor Snape, I was wondering if you had a extra vial I could use. I seem to have left mine in my room."
"Why ?" he drawled
"Would you believe me if I said I was making a love potion...?"
He finally turned and looked at me. I stood leaning on his high desk my arms crossed under my chest, it was just coincidence that the topmost buttons on my shirt were open, and that I happed to have considerable cleavage. I pouted my lips a bit, and flipped my hair coyly.
A tease? Me? But anyway.
"Suppose it would be okay..." I saw his eyes stray. Was I being that obvious...? Did I care?
"Oh thank you Professor, I'll bring I back as soon as I'm done.
"I suppose it would not deter you, if I said I detest the foolishness of 'Love spells'...?"
I flashed him one of my killer smiles and took the vial he held out. Sucker. When I sat back down Malfoy was looking sour as always.
"What's wrong, Malfoy? You look like you swallowed something quite gross" I smiled when I said it. I loved to piss him off. He glared at me.
"Do you flirt with every straight guy in the school?"
"Jealous...? Besides I don't kiss and tell..." I countered and turned back to adding ingredients. Malfoy was silent beside me, I turned and saw his lips lazy into a smile. Those gorgeous lips. I swooned inside. Yeah I know...so sue me.
He Looked at me expectantly. "'Kiss'...?"
"Fuck you" I said, my smile slipping away. He always spoils my fun, Damnit.
"Trel, I have suggested that many times but you always push me away." I hated when he did that. The whole, smug I-know-you-want-me-why-not-just-give-in, voice.
"Let's not go in circles, again, Malfoy. We sound like a married couple."
"Hey it could happen...who knows. I wouldn't mind waking up with you every morning..."
Was he talking about MARRYING me?! My god, the thought made me cold. I was just praying he was joking and no one else had heard him. I rolled my eyes and pulled out some parchment. Dumb ass, he was so stupid. I looked around, letting the stupid prick finish our assignment, and noticed my friends Squishy and Arthur weren't around.
"I'm skipping..." a voice came through to me. I jumped and Draco looked at me funny, so I knew it had to be Jolly in my head.
"Don't do that, gods! And don't they have spells here to keep kids from doing that."
"No," she answered. "They just expect you to show up in class"
Squishy is what we call a psychic. She knew when we thought about her and responded, not always nicely. She is much better than Professor Trewewany, they aren't very good friends. We nicknamed her Squishy, but her real name is Jolly Merltac. Neither name fits her. She plays Quidditch for the Gryffindor team. She's the newest Captain and competitive as hell. She and sarcasm are best friends, and sometimes it's like listening to Daria or something.
Arthur won't usually skip class, she likes to piss off some of her teachers. But she wasn't here either. Arthur's real name is Nika Jablonski. Arthur is Polish, and she is a student of Nin-Jitsu. How that happed I don't know. She's a violent Animeian, and when she speaks it's usually full of curses and slang. And that's when she's happy. When we got here and realized our CD players didn't work, she went over the top and beat up a third year, who bumped into her. Accidentally.
We rigged our stuff though, so now it works inside these magicked walls. Hermione blew a gasket when she found out we were sort of really smart. Hell we didn't even really know. We only got asked to go here because Jolly's mom was furious when she found out that there was a Witchcraft School in the world, that her daughter hadn't got asked to. After that more and more American Witches and Wizards got asked to European Witchcraft Schools. There in the U.S. everyone is more open about it. At least I think so. There hasn't been any witch hunts lately. I don't think...
Ironic that we all go to the same school like we always have. Guess some of Jolly's magic rubbed off on us.
But when we got sorted we were separated. Both of them to Gryffindor, and I to Slytherin. Life's a bitch. As for boys, Squishy could care less, Arthur's crushing hard on this boy Ferrio, and me...well I've got....Malfoy. Oh goodie.
"Where's Art?" I asked in my mind. Doing this is really weird.
"She blew up something and now she's in the Infirmary." Even though her voice was misty, she sounded like she was laughing.
"Some friend you are, but thanks. See you at lunch?" I mentally added.
"Of course. Bye."
I sort of came back to myself. Our potion was done, and Snape was walking around checking them out. Now or never. I moved knocking my quill to the floor.
"Oops. Draco could you get that for me, please?" I usually used his first name when I wanted something or when I was in a good mood. It was like a Visa, it got me almost anything, and anywhere.
When he was under the table, and Snape's back was turned, I spooned some of the viscous fluid into the vial Snape gave me, stopped it back up, and swept it into the folds of my robe. Draco came up just as I put it away. I smiled and took my quill from him. Malfoy looked at me for a second, then open his mouth to say something, but Snape came around before he could say anything. Here's to hoping Malfoy didn't see anything, but I was sure he hadn't. he was probably just gonna say something stupid.
"Well done Malice, Malfoy" Snape marked down our grade and moved on to Potter and Weasley.
"So, Malfoy" I said packing up my stuff. "Are you going to eat lunch with me today?"
"Eating weird food with you and your weird friends? Wouldn't miss it." He drawled.
I rolled my eyes. "Let's not start on weird friends cough Crabbe and Goyle cough"
"Dismissed" Snape yelled over the talking. Malfoy waved his wand over the cauldron, and the potion vanished. I cleaned away the leftover ingredients.
"Suck it up" I picked up my bag and smiled. "Besides you'll have to deal with it a lot more if we do get married." I left Malfoy staring at my back and went down to the Infirmary.
When I got there I braced myself for anything I would see. Arthur was so reckless, she might have blown her fingers off. I walked in to see her sitting on a bed with Madame Pomfrey fussing over her. I walked closer, and saw that she both sides of her head without hair. Only the middle remained, and it flopped down in messy waves.
"Hey" she called as I got closer. I had to work really hard not to laugh.
"What the hell did you do!?" I said in shock. At least her fingers weren't blown off.
"What was that Ms. Malice?"
"Sorry Mme. Pomfrey." I giggled. Arthur looked at me all mean and stuff.
"Yeah, Yeah, laugh it up" I burst out laughing, while she sat there looking like she was gonna rip my head off. I bet money she could do it. I calmed down after Mme. Pomfrey left. Arthur didn't offer to tell me what happened, I didn't ask again.
"Are you okay? I mean besides the fact the half of your hair is gone? Why didn't you let Mme. Pomfrey grow it back?"
She huffed. "Yeah I'm fine, I still don't know what the hell happened. I want to try a new style, so I told her to leave it. Then you come in here laughing, what the hell is your problem? And where the hell is Jolly? I though she cared just a little freaking more than this."
"I'm right here, and ever so happy to see you're okay. Let's celebrate with jubilation."
I spun around not noticing that she had snuck up on me. Again. Arthur gave her a cold look, sarcasm wasn't her thing. She could never really tell when it was being used.
"Anyway. Hey Trel, do you have any more of that green hair gel?"
"Yeah sure but I have to get it from my dorm. Accio, hair gel" About a minute later the hair gel zoomed through the doors and into my outstretched hand. I handed it to Arthur. She squeezed some out on to her hand and put it in her hair. She smoothed it up into spiky points, until she had a floppy sort of mowhak. Jolly and I just stared, stunned. She looked like she had grass coming out of her head. I told her that and she flipped me off.
When she was done styling her hair, we all headed out towards the courtyard. We always skipped the Great Hall lunch on Fridays. Malfoy was sitting on stone bench waiting.
"What's that punk doing here?" Arthur said pointing at Malfoy.
"He's eating lunch with us, so be nice" I warned.
"Yeah whatever"
"You too Squishy." I looked at her as we got closer. She didn't answer so I took it as an okay. Malfoy stood up when I got to him. He bent down and kissed my cheek.
"I missed you, sweetie." I pushed him away, and sat down, sulkily.
"Don't call me that." I said. He, and Arthur snickered. I shot them both fiery looks.
"Trel my cold heart melts when you look at me like that." Malfoy sat down near to me, and my friends followed suit. I pulled out my CD player, and headphones.
"You don't have a heart, Draco." I said
"True, but you make me want to grow one." He kissed my cheek again then moved, placing kisses on my neck. I shrugged him off.
"Come off it Malfoy, your sentiments aren't working on me.."
"What is working?" I looked at him, and he stared right back. I looked away.
Stupid boy.
"Arthur do you have, Raico?" I said instead.
"Yeah, here" She handed me the CD out of her bag. A screech owl overhead caught our attention. It was what we ordered, every Friday. Japanese cuisine. We sent orders to the great little place in Okinawa, and got them here every Friday. Arthur always got wantons, and Misao soup. Squishy got Sushi, and I got ramen and dumplings. We paid the owls and started eating. I draped my legs over Draco's lap and handed him a dumpling. I pulled apart my chopsticks, and started on my ramen.
"So.." Arthur said smiling. I glared at her. "What's with you and 'lover boy'?"
"Yes," Squishy drawled "What's with the 'love bird' act?"
Malfoy moved his hand up my leg, in a possessive gesture. "We're engaged, she didn't tell you." I wanted to kill that stupid ass. I moved his hand off my leg, and glared at him.
"No, Malfoy's just a little slap-happy 'cause Potter's his new boyfriend." Malfoy's smile slipped, he looked a little angry.
"Oops did I let that slip?" I pulled on my headphones and kept eating. My friend's mouths hung open.
Damnit if he had just left me alone...Oh well. I was sick of him acting so sure of himself all the time. We all had our secrets, I just told his.
Arthur burst out laughing, while Jolly sat in stunned silence. Draco turned crimson, and in that moment I felt like crap. Why, whenever I'm having fun, it's wrong?
I looked up at the sky. It was gray, cloudy and misty. I leaned over and laid my head on Draco's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Draco" I whispered. He looked down at me with those gorgeous gray eyes, and I stared back up at him with my lifeless black ones. My heart flipped in my chest at that look. Damn him.
"I knew Potter had some screws loose, but I didn't know he was gay." Arthur said. Draco still stared at me, and I couldn't look away. His lips curved into a smile, and he placed an innocent kiss on mine. I blinked and let out a small gasp. What was happening here?
"Don't worry Malfoy, I'll keep his hormones in check, let me know if he bothers you again." Arthur said and cracked her knuckles for emphasis. I looked at her, and had to laugh a little.
"I was so sure Harry was straight." Jolly said, the sarcasm in her voice so thick, we all laughed. I magicked all of our trash into a bin.
Damn. It was cold outside and I wasn't wearing a cloak. I shivered.
"Are you cold?" Draco asked, before moving me into his lap. I was surprised for a second. He parted his cloak, and wrapped it, and his arms around me. My head rested on his chest, and I was sort of surprised to hear a heartbeat. He bent down and kissed the top of my head.
"All better" He said cheerfully. I wanted to punch him, but I guess this was payback.
"Aww look at the happy couple." Arthur said. I moved aside Draco's cloak and flipped them off. She only laughed. I didn't care, I was warm and felt safe. Not a good thing to feel. In the arms of Draco Lucious Malfoy. But when I heard his heart, and remembered how he had looked at me, it was hard not to. I moved closer to him, wrapping my arms loosely around his waist.
I listened to his deep voice, as he talked to Jolly. His arms tightened briefly around me. feeling safe in the circle of Draco's arms? It was a dangerous game to play. But I always play to win.
Harry stared out of the Bay window in the Gryffindor common room. He looked out at the four people in the courtyard. Mainly he looked at Draco, praising every perfection. Then Draco picked up the girl who had talked to him today, and placed her in the circle of his arms. For and instant he was surprised and jealous. He was so caught up in his thoughts, he didn't hear Ron behind him.
"Harry? Harry...?"
"Huh? Oh, hi Ron." He came over and looked through the window.
"Hey aren't those two in our house?" he asked pointing. "That one with the braid is our Captain, the other one's sort of whacked.
"Yeah..." Harry said, still staring out of the window.
"Isn't that Malfoy? And that girl on his lap. That's our Head Girl Treala Malice, I think. Those are the only girls smarter that Hermoine, and they're 'yanks'. Who'd of thought? What did that girl want to you talk about, Harry, your not in trouble again?" Ron asked. But Harry wasn't listening. He was staring back out of the window. His head whirling. The girl was Treala Malice. Treala...
I must have fallen asleep, 'cause the next thing I knew, I was being carried in Draco's arms down to the Herbology shed. Oh Lord and Lady what if someone saw? I didn't want to, but I pushed away from his chest, squirming in his grasp.
"Oh you're awake?" Draco stopped and put me down, he chuckled as I tried to fix my hair and wrinkled skirt. I shot him an icy glare.
"Thanks for not taking advantage of me while I was sleeping, you pratt." He just smiled and said,
"Don't mention it. But I was sorely tempted, and I might not be able to resist myself next time."
"If only I could blush..."
"You, don't need to blush, your too cute" I glared at him.
"There won't be a 'next time'" I shot back. "It makes no difference anyway. It looks like I've been off with you in a closet somewhere..."
"So you do think about that sort of thing.."
"Bite me, Malfoy"
"Anytime"
"I hate you"
"Oh" he mock shivered. "I'm scared." I ignored him, as usual, and asked,
"Where did Jolly and Arthur go?"
"Well after saying how cute it was that you had fallen asleep in my arms, and wishing us luck on or honeymoon," He winked. I punched him in the stomach, and walked away. Stupid boy. He caught up to me easily, with those gorgeously long legs. I wondered ho they would feel against mine. Wait, no I didn't...did I?
"They went to Care of Magical Creatures, with that oaf Hagrid." He wheezed out, still smiling wickedly. We walked down to the Herbology shed, with Malfoy going on about names for our kids. I ignored him, if I hadn't, I'd go insane. He moved closer beside me , circling his arm about my waist. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh look, Hogwarts's newest couple." A voice behind us said. I stopped and turned, seeing my friend Sharhonda smirking and laughing. I picked Draco's arm off my waist, and walked away with her. I turned and saw Malfoy looking after me, then Crabbe and Goyle came up and started talking to him. My god those two were stupid.
Sharhonda was great, she was one of my newest friends and also an Animean, though less ecstatic. She goes out with this asian-britt guy named Rei. We had a fight over him in our 5th year, and they've been going out since then. I was still sore about the whole thing, but I had...Malfoy. Oh lord.
"What's up with you and Malfoy over there?" she asked.
"He's horny, and seventeen, what else is new?" She laughed
"Right" We walked down to the shed where all the other Slytherins where headed.
When we stepped into the greenhouse and we were blasted with a rank smell, that caused us to step back slightly. There was that earthy smell, but it had something else, something like old milk or dead fish. It was better than being outside in the cold though. Malfoy complained all through class about the smell, while Crabbe and Goyle pointed at the teacher and snickered. I got so fed up at one point, that I flipped him off, and mouthed for him to shut the fuck up! He ignored me. Stupid bastard.
After Herbology I caught up with Arthur and Jolly, as they entered the Great Hall. I had Charms they had Divination. When we were on the third floor, Jolly leaned over and said,
"I do believe Mr. Potter is following you, with Malfoy right behind." I didn't turn around, but I smiled . Potter came up beside me and said,
"Hey"
"Hey" I answered.
"You asked me a question. The answer is no, but I'm asking you, if you want to be"
I looked at my friends who like me, were trying hard not to laugh, and sucking at it. I settled for a smile. He smiled back at me.
"You're cute when you smile"
"I know" He smiled wider, and put his arm around my waist. I returned the favor. I knew then he was up to something. Another dangerous game? I could handle it.
You could just hear the gasps when Potter's arm went around me, and Malfoy's fury when I did the same. I knew he was looking, and I knew he was mad. The day was looking up. Harry walked me to Charms, then leaned over and kissed my cheek.
Aww how cute. I resisted the urge to swipe at my cheek. Arthur and Jolly made choking noises, when he left. I walked in the room and looked for a seat. There was one in the back next to Sharhonda. I started up the small middle steps of the rising desks, when a hand gripped my arm a bit painfully, and yanked my around. I smiled.
Malfoy.
"What the hell were you doing?" he yelled quietly at me. I gave him my best wide-eyed innocent stare and said.
"Why Draco, whatever do you, mean?" Grandma what big lies you tell...
"Don't play innocent with me, 'cause you're everything but" I looked at him, his eyes where dark in his anger. I put on puppy-eyes and peeled him fingers from my arm.
"Guess you have some competition" I flipped my hair, then walked away. Potter was gay, but I was counting on Malfoy being too mad to remember.
I moved in beside Sharhonda, and plopped down my bag. Sharhonda leaned in and said quietly,
"What's up with Malfoy?" She pointed and I looked over a couple of rows to see Malfoy glaring at me. I smiled pleasantly, waved, and turned back.
"Don't worry Sharhonda," I said taking out my wand. "he'll be fine. And maybe if he stares hard enough, his eyes will pop out. Won't that be nice." She laughed.
"Yeah. But beside the point, are you having a little boy trouble. Some people are saying that you've got Potter and Malfoy coming after you?"
"My how gossip travels fast" I said dryly. She looked at me.
"I mean it, Trel." I looked at her
"Don't worry. This is sort of how I want things to be"
"Don't play dangerous games, Trel, you might loose." I smiled maliciously.
"Have no fear of that, Sharhonda. I am not a pawn in this game of Wizard's chess. I'm the queen..." She looked at me doubtfully, but let it drop. I turned back to the lesson, frowning. How did I really feel about all of this, about Draco, about myself...?
Did I even give a rat's ass?