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Disclaimer: Don't and never will own anything in the Harry Potter books tears wish i could though! any ways on with the story! i particularly like this chapter's name!
The Kiss of Death, Almost:
"So, you've taken a liking to a lowly half-blood Gryffindor?" He asked closing the compartment door.
"Yeah, what's it to ya?" She returned with a sweet smile.
"I don't think you should be associating with those not as great as you is all." He looked up from examining his perfectly trimmed fingernails and stepped towards her.
"What do you care? I'm not your property," She took a step back from him as she said this.
He continued to move forwards and she backwards until she hit the side of the compartment. He took another step forward. "I've decided that I would like you to be my property." He wrapped his arm around her middle. Kennedy was shaking as he lowered his head to hers. She turned her head to avoid his lips meeting with hers.
"What's the matter, don't you like me?" He breathed, lowering his head again, with her dodging again. The game of her dodging and him lowering his head again continued for a few minutes when the compartment door slammed open.
"Let go of her you piece of scum." Rook entered the compartment. He took a step forward, his short-cut brown hair, lean body, and prefects badge all very obviously seen.
Malfoy let go of Kennedy and drew his wand. "Are you challenging me, Spencer?"
"That depends and put that thing away."
"Do you think that just because you're a prefect that means you can boss me around? Well I've got news for you, Spencer, I'm a prefect too. I don't have to listen to you, and anyways I don't have to listen to a lowly half- blood like you." Malfoy snarled.
"Fine, but don't blame me when you have to go into the Forbidden Forest for being a pain on the train." Rook said, targeting one of Malfoy's weak spots, he added a smile that would irk anyone in Malfoy's situation. (A/N: hey that rhymed!)
"Fine, but you're going to regret ever crossing my path Spencer," Malfoy stormed out of the compartment, almost knocking Rook over.
Kennedy was on the floor, head in hands when she felt warm fingers under her chin, causing her to look up into light blue eyes that were filled with worry.
"He didn't hurt you did he?" Rook asked. "'Cause if he did, I'll tell Dumbledore, and he'll have to pay for what he did."
"No, he didn't hurt me," Kennedy stated, rather dazed and blushing, "Thanks though, and please don't say it's just your job." Kennedy realized what she said in the last remark and gasped, she didn't want him knowing she liked him even if Elle said he liked her.
"Well I won't 'cuz... that's not the only reason I came here," Rook was now blushing furiously through his tanned skin, "though it is one of them."
Kennedy didn't want to look at him so she looked at the ground instead. Kennedy didn't realize that Rook hadn't let go of her chin, probably because, unknowing to her, she liked it.
"He probably would have kissed me if you hadn't come," Kenn whispered finally looking into his eyes and realizing that they were now aqua. "Rook why are your eyes... a different color?" Kennedy inquired, she'd never heard of someone's eyes changing color before.
Rook was shocked that she knew his name and was pleased by this. Then the next remark shocked him even more and he turned his head. "Oh... it's nothing... really."
Kennedy grabbed the wrist that still rest under her chin. "You can tell me," she didn't really think that he would tell her, but she had to ask. She wanted him to trust her.
"Maybe some other time," he wanted to tell her but couldn't bring himself to tell anyone about this. "Maybe I should go get your friends, they'll probably be worried about you."
Kennedy was pleased when he said "Maybe some other time," meaning he wanted to see her again, but disappointed about him not telling her about his entrancing eyes.
"Ok," she didn't want to push him to hard because she didn't want to drive off the first guy that she had actually known liked her.
Rook got up and left the compartment, not meeting Kennedy's eyes. He could tell that she really wanted to know about his eyes, but he really couldn't bring himself to tell anyone yet. He knew he would probably tell her in time, but now was not the right time, he thought she liked him, but if she didn't then he would end up feeling stupid for telling someone. Now wasn't the right time...
Kennedy was back on the chair in her compartment eyeing the food tray, tempted to eat something from it. The next thing she knew she had three pairs of arms around her and she was buried under all of her friends. She wasn't quite sure what they were saying, for they were all talking at the same time, but it came out remotely as follows: "Kenn, we're so sorry! We didn't wanna leave, but you kinda sorta told us we should. We really didn't want to! What did he do to you? We ran and got the nearest Prefect we could find, ain't it funny it was Rook?" This all came out in a jumble of hugs and speaking in bursts. Kennedy had to pick that out of all the commotion and her laughing. Finally she was able to breath again and her friends were seated around her.
"I'm ok guys, I promise," Kennedy reassured them, but her friends weren't convinced. She started cracking up again looking at her friends faces. She found this to be desperately funny! "He didn't do anything to me," Kennedy blushed and looked down at her trainers, "'cuz Rook came. Speaking of Rook where is he?" Kennedy asked sticking her head out the compartment door.
Elle smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Why do you ask?'
"Oh, no reason, just wonderin'"
"He said you were safe in the compartment and that we should go and sit back down. He really is quite pleasant isn't he? I think you chose well Kenn." Elle smirked. "We did ask if he wanted to come back with us but he said no."
The train came to a stop in front of the castle. They all walked to the nearest Exit and got off the Hogwarts Express. It was almost pitch dark out except for the small lantern held by Hagrid, the Grounds Keeper and Care of Magical Creatures professor. He was a jolly old giant(excuse the pun, it wasn't intended), but most of her fellow Slytherins thought of him as dirt. She found that to be stupid and pointless, if he's nice who cares what his parents were? Kennedy ripped her attention away from the lantern thinking of snide remarks to say to people who made fun of Hagrid and focused on climbing in the carriage that would take them to the castle for the Sorting Ceremony.
"Hey, Elle?"
"Yeah? What is it Kenn?"
"Where'd you leave your sister, Clarisse, on the train, you didn't leave her behind did you?" Kennedy asked.
"No, I didn't leave her anywhere. I put her in a compartment of all very lost first years, so she could make some friends." Elle smiled brightly, obviously very impressed with her plan.
"Well aren't you the clever one of the day?" Kennedy murmured. Elle scowled at her, and April and Autumn were obviously trying to suppress laughter, a bit unsuccessfully I might add. Kennedy didn't mention anything about Rook's eyes, she wasn't sure he wanted people to know about them, but how could he hide them? She was so filled with questions she couldn't answer she could have sworn at that very moment that would explode very soon, unless someone told her something very useful, very soon.
They arrived at the castle and got out of the carriage. They went their separate ways once they got to the Great Hall. Kennedy went to the Slytherin table and sat between some friends from there. Autumn and April went to the Gryffindor table with in tow Elle and sat near some of their friends, Kate and another, Harry Potter. Since she was sitting near Harry, Elle ended up near Hermione Granger, who she didn't like, and Ron Weasley, whom she didn't mind. Rook was no where to be seen, probably hiding behind someone tall Kennedy thought. Her own group of people to eat with consisted of Shane Markus, Elle's boyfriend, who was also a very good friend of Kennedy and some other people she knew. Kennedy didn't really like Harry Potter, not because she was a Slytherin, but because she didn't really like his personality, she found him to be kind of a prick. She had found that out when he was trying to hit on her last year on the trip to Hogsmeade, she found it annoying and quite rude. Elle told her she should've gone out with him, but Kennedy did not agree, for she found him to be quite a twit.
Later that night in the common room Kennedy was thinking about how she'd ended up in Slytherin and that she was happy Clarisse was a Gryff, she had Elle and the twins that way. She wasn't really sure how she had gotten into Slytherin, her not having the same view points as most of her fellow Slytherins, even if she was full-blood. She supposed it was because her father had ties to the Salazar Slytherin, it was weird, but true. Kennedy was a Parsel-tongue, but few people knew that and the few who did she had known for quite a while. These people included Elle, Shane, Autumn, April, and of course her parents, not to mention the professors. Shane was probably one the first she told, because she had known Shane longer than anyone else, since they were both in Slytherin and both of full-blood families. She had a peculiar life she decided. Then thought of how she had met Elle in their second year and they'd been best friends ever since. They'd never had any fights, but both had been put in the middle of other friends fights. Kennedy realized that she didn't really get into fights, it wasn't her thing, she was a calm person. Kennedy headed up to the dormitories, deciding it was time to go to bed. She'd had a long day and a lot to think about and needed rest, and she needed it now! Once in her dormitory she changed into her pajamas and got into bed, she fell asleep the second her head hit the pillow.
A/N: Please review! I'd really appreciate it! I'm sorry if this chapter was stupid but it all has it's place later on!
Disclaimer: Don't and never will own anything in the Harry Potter books tears wish i could though! any ways on with the story! i particularly like this chapter's name!
The Kiss of Death, Almost:
"So, you've taken a liking to a lowly half-blood Gryffindor?" He asked closing the compartment door.
"Yeah, what's it to ya?" She returned with a sweet smile.
"I don't think you should be associating with those not as great as you is all." He looked up from examining his perfectly trimmed fingernails and stepped towards her.
"What do you care? I'm not your property," She took a step back from him as she said this.
He continued to move forwards and she backwards until she hit the side of the compartment. He took another step forward. "I've decided that I would like you to be my property." He wrapped his arm around her middle. Kennedy was shaking as he lowered his head to hers. She turned her head to avoid his lips meeting with hers.
"What's the matter, don't you like me?" He breathed, lowering his head again, with her dodging again. The game of her dodging and him lowering his head again continued for a few minutes when the compartment door slammed open.
"Let go of her you piece of scum." Rook entered the compartment. He took a step forward, his short-cut brown hair, lean body, and prefects badge all very obviously seen.
Malfoy let go of Kennedy and drew his wand. "Are you challenging me, Spencer?"
"That depends and put that thing away."
"Do you think that just because you're a prefect that means you can boss me around? Well I've got news for you, Spencer, I'm a prefect too. I don't have to listen to you, and anyways I don't have to listen to a lowly half- blood like you." Malfoy snarled.
"Fine, but don't blame me when you have to go into the Forbidden Forest for being a pain on the train." Rook said, targeting one of Malfoy's weak spots, he added a smile that would irk anyone in Malfoy's situation. (A/N: hey that rhymed!)
"Fine, but you're going to regret ever crossing my path Spencer," Malfoy stormed out of the compartment, almost knocking Rook over.
Kennedy was on the floor, head in hands when she felt warm fingers under her chin, causing her to look up into light blue eyes that were filled with worry.
"He didn't hurt you did he?" Rook asked. "'Cause if he did, I'll tell Dumbledore, and he'll have to pay for what he did."
"No, he didn't hurt me," Kennedy stated, rather dazed and blushing, "Thanks though, and please don't say it's just your job." Kennedy realized what she said in the last remark and gasped, she didn't want him knowing she liked him even if Elle said he liked her.
"Well I won't 'cuz... that's not the only reason I came here," Rook was now blushing furiously through his tanned skin, "though it is one of them."
Kennedy didn't want to look at him so she looked at the ground instead. Kennedy didn't realize that Rook hadn't let go of her chin, probably because, unknowing to her, she liked it.
"He probably would have kissed me if you hadn't come," Kenn whispered finally looking into his eyes and realizing that they were now aqua. "Rook why are your eyes... a different color?" Kennedy inquired, she'd never heard of someone's eyes changing color before.
Rook was shocked that she knew his name and was pleased by this. Then the next remark shocked him even more and he turned his head. "Oh... it's nothing... really."
Kennedy grabbed the wrist that still rest under her chin. "You can tell me," she didn't really think that he would tell her, but she had to ask. She wanted him to trust her.
"Maybe some other time," he wanted to tell her but couldn't bring himself to tell anyone about this. "Maybe I should go get your friends, they'll probably be worried about you."
Kennedy was pleased when he said "Maybe some other time," meaning he wanted to see her again, but disappointed about him not telling her about his entrancing eyes.
"Ok," she didn't want to push him to hard because she didn't want to drive off the first guy that she had actually known liked her.
Rook got up and left the compartment, not meeting Kennedy's eyes. He could tell that she really wanted to know about his eyes, but he really couldn't bring himself to tell anyone yet. He knew he would probably tell her in time, but now was not the right time, he thought she liked him, but if she didn't then he would end up feeling stupid for telling someone. Now wasn't the right time...
Kennedy was back on the chair in her compartment eyeing the food tray, tempted to eat something from it. The next thing she knew she had three pairs of arms around her and she was buried under all of her friends. She wasn't quite sure what they were saying, for they were all talking at the same time, but it came out remotely as follows: "Kenn, we're so sorry! We didn't wanna leave, but you kinda sorta told us we should. We really didn't want to! What did he do to you? We ran and got the nearest Prefect we could find, ain't it funny it was Rook?" This all came out in a jumble of hugs and speaking in bursts. Kennedy had to pick that out of all the commotion and her laughing. Finally she was able to breath again and her friends were seated around her.
"I'm ok guys, I promise," Kennedy reassured them, but her friends weren't convinced. She started cracking up again looking at her friends faces. She found this to be desperately funny! "He didn't do anything to me," Kennedy blushed and looked down at her trainers, "'cuz Rook came. Speaking of Rook where is he?" Kennedy asked sticking her head out the compartment door.
Elle smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Why do you ask?'
"Oh, no reason, just wonderin'"
"He said you were safe in the compartment and that we should go and sit back down. He really is quite pleasant isn't he? I think you chose well Kenn." Elle smirked. "We did ask if he wanted to come back with us but he said no."
The train came to a stop in front of the castle. They all walked to the nearest Exit and got off the Hogwarts Express. It was almost pitch dark out except for the small lantern held by Hagrid, the Grounds Keeper and Care of Magical Creatures professor. He was a jolly old giant(excuse the pun, it wasn't intended), but most of her fellow Slytherins thought of him as dirt. She found that to be stupid and pointless, if he's nice who cares what his parents were? Kennedy ripped her attention away from the lantern thinking of snide remarks to say to people who made fun of Hagrid and focused on climbing in the carriage that would take them to the castle for the Sorting Ceremony.
"Hey, Elle?"
"Yeah? What is it Kenn?"
"Where'd you leave your sister, Clarisse, on the train, you didn't leave her behind did you?" Kennedy asked.
"No, I didn't leave her anywhere. I put her in a compartment of all very lost first years, so she could make some friends." Elle smiled brightly, obviously very impressed with her plan.
"Well aren't you the clever one of the day?" Kennedy murmured. Elle scowled at her, and April and Autumn were obviously trying to suppress laughter, a bit unsuccessfully I might add. Kennedy didn't mention anything about Rook's eyes, she wasn't sure he wanted people to know about them, but how could he hide them? She was so filled with questions she couldn't answer she could have sworn at that very moment that would explode very soon, unless someone told her something very useful, very soon.
They arrived at the castle and got out of the carriage. They went their separate ways once they got to the Great Hall. Kennedy went to the Slytherin table and sat between some friends from there. Autumn and April went to the Gryffindor table with in tow Elle and sat near some of their friends, Kate and another, Harry Potter. Since she was sitting near Harry, Elle ended up near Hermione Granger, who she didn't like, and Ron Weasley, whom she didn't mind. Rook was no where to be seen, probably hiding behind someone tall Kennedy thought. Her own group of people to eat with consisted of Shane Markus, Elle's boyfriend, who was also a very good friend of Kennedy and some other people she knew. Kennedy didn't really like Harry Potter, not because she was a Slytherin, but because she didn't really like his personality, she found him to be kind of a prick. She had found that out when he was trying to hit on her last year on the trip to Hogsmeade, she found it annoying and quite rude. Elle told her she should've gone out with him, but Kennedy did not agree, for she found him to be quite a twit.
Later that night in the common room Kennedy was thinking about how she'd ended up in Slytherin and that she was happy Clarisse was a Gryff, she had Elle and the twins that way. She wasn't really sure how she had gotten into Slytherin, her not having the same view points as most of her fellow Slytherins, even if she was full-blood. She supposed it was because her father had ties to the Salazar Slytherin, it was weird, but true. Kennedy was a Parsel-tongue, but few people knew that and the few who did she had known for quite a while. These people included Elle, Shane, Autumn, April, and of course her parents, not to mention the professors. Shane was probably one the first she told, because she had known Shane longer than anyone else, since they were both in Slytherin and both of full-blood families. She had a peculiar life she decided. Then thought of how she had met Elle in their second year and they'd been best friends ever since. They'd never had any fights, but both had been put in the middle of other friends fights. Kennedy realized that she didn't really get into fights, it wasn't her thing, she was a calm person. Kennedy headed up to the dormitories, deciding it was time to go to bed. She'd had a long day and a lot to think about and needed rest, and she needed it now! Once in her dormitory she changed into her pajamas and got into bed, she fell asleep the second her head hit the pillow.
A/N: Please review! I'd really appreciate it! I'm sorry if this chapter was stupid but it all has it's place later on!