OMG! i'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry this chapter took so long to get up. i guess i was just kinda bored with it. i didn't have a block i just didn't have to motivation to write. You all can thank Friz, my friend, for kicking my butt into gear to crank this sucker out. Again i am so sorry i really hadn't realised how long it had been. It's been over two weeks, which i'm not proud of considering this chapter isn't all that good in my opinion... anyways enjoy!
Disclaimer: I'm just going to do this myself, big surprise, eh? I don't own anything except the characters you don't recognise from the book. Please don't sue.
New Year's at the Chateau:
When Kennedy was brought her breakfast on New Year's day the house elf delivering told her that her mother had a dress picked out for her to wear and to go to her chambers at the Chateau around noon to get ready. Thanking the house elf, she dug into her breakfast. Scrambled quail eggs, butter on toast, and bacon with pumpkin juice to wash it all down."Yummy! That was tasty. I'll have to visit the kitchens today and compliment them on breakfast," Kennedy stated after having laid back, rubbing her stomach. She didn't want to get out of bed because the comforters were so cozy and toasty, all snuggled up around her, but she knew she had to.
Five minutes later Kenn managed to haul herself out of bed and head towards the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and combed her hair - she would take a shower later so her hair would be easier to work with - and exited her room. It was currently ten o'clock and she had two hours to kill before she had to be in her mother's room to get ready. Now was her chance to go swing by the kitchens and chat it up with the house elves. These house elves wouldn't have to cook the food for the party at the Chateau because it had its own elves. Once she arrived at the painting that the kitchens were behind Kennedy said "hello" to the thin, sullen looking witch on the portrait. The witch in the portrait glared at Kennedy, but let her enter having recognized her as part of the O'Riley clan and allowed entrance. A burst of sound cascaded from the kitchens as the portrait swung open revealing a warm room with house elves running around every where.
"Good morning, friends," Kenn announced upon entering the room, grinning.
All the commotion stopped when she walked in. The house elves- all of which she had known her whole life- were looking at her. There was silence for about ten seconds before, in unison, the house elves replied, "Good Morning Miss Kennedy." The banging of pots and pans immediately started again and Kennedy felt at home. She took a seat at the wooden table in the corner of the room and looked around. This room had never changed like some of the others in the house. A home-y fireplace made of rounded gray flagstone stood in the center of the far wall, a fire blazing. The wooden table she sat at was made from a dark mahogany, smooth and comfortable in all its glory.
"Miss Kenn? Is there anything Poppy can get you?" Kennedy was shaken for her reverie by a voice slightly on the high side. Kenn found herself peering into two large, watery brown eyes that belonged to the head of the kitchen, Poppy.
"What? Oh no, I just came to compliment this mornings breakfast, extra tasty, like always," Kennedy beamed as the elf hugged her leg. She patted the elf on the back; Poppy's eyes were filling with tears from shear joy. Poppy released Kenn's leg and wiped her nose on the piece of cloth that was what she wore. Kennedy gave Poppy her handkerchief, which was sizably larger that necessary for the elf, but taken with some amount of vigor anyways. Patting Poppy's back again Kennedy consoled her. "Don't get worked up Pop, you don't want to get sick do you?" This seemed to trigger something in Poppy's mind and she immediately begin to stop the flood of tears gushing from her eyes.
"You are right Poppy must not be sick; Poppy has a kitchen to run." She nodded in a determined way before wiping her eyes once more, depositing the soiled handkerchief in a laundry bin in the corner, and walking away to attend to the kitchen's needs. Kennedy watched her smiling before realizing that yet another elf was gazing at her, but this one had large hazel eyes instead of brown.
"Would Miss Kennedy like a cup of tea?" The house elf questioned.
"Yes, that would be lovely, thank you Topples," Kenn replied, chuckling as Topples scurried away to boil water for her tea. Several minutes Topples returned carrying a tray with some herbal tea and biscuit, but true to her name she toppled over just as she was nearing Kennedy. Nothing landed on Kenn, but Topples was still beside herself with worry.
"Oh Miss Kenn, Topples is so clumsy! Topples is so sorry, please be accepting Topples apology!" Topples wailed at the top of her little lungs, hastening to clean up the mess she had made.
"Tops, it is fine, really. My clothes are fine, I'm fine, everything is fine, except maybe you." Kennedy smirked at the initial dismay in Tops's eyes and laughed out right as realization dawned on her and she hit Kenn with her dishcloth. All of the house elves had helped to care for Kennedy when she was born, so all could torment her as they pleased or anything to help improve her character.
Kennedy ran from the kitchen being chased by a dish towel, she was laughing hysterically. The portrait slammed shut in her wake. She leaned against the wall on the side of the morose portrait and tried to stop laughing. When her breathing was finally gained again she was still smiling like an idiot, she checked the clock on the wall: 10:45. Darn it! I still have, like, and hour to blow. I'll have to find something to do... Maybe I'll find Ari and try to ignore the crap out of him. Hehehe I like that plan! She though to herself, smirking, and without another thought she went off to find her brother.
She found him with his head stuck in the fire, his rear end high in the air. Kennedy, still sniggering, walked over to her brother and kicked her brother with extreme force. This caused him to yelp and say he had to go to whoever he was talking to. When Roary emerged from the fire, he had a flame burning behind his eyes that wasn't from the hearth.
"Kennedy?" Roary asked as he got up and brushed himself off, with a sickeningly sweet smile on his face.
"Yes?"
"Run."
Kennedy bolted as soon as the words left her brother's lips. She ran for all her life was worth. Ari probably wouldn't be able to catch her, even if his legs were longer she was smaller and quicker. After about fifteen minutes of cat and mouse through the halls of O'Riley Castle when Kennedy found herself cornered in a dead end hall way.
"Kenn, I'm probably going to have a bruise because of your immaturity! Do you know that where you kicked me just happens to be one of the worst places you could have kicked? My derrière is what attracts the ladies," Roary spat out like it was a disease.
"I thought that was you're charm and good looks Ari," Kennedy put on her best innocent face as she tried to figure out a way to get away from her brother.
"Well... that too, but what can I say, I'm a sexy, sexy creature. I can't help it that women swarm to me like kids to Bertie Bott's. There is nothing I can do about it....," Roar was so lost in his own magnificence that Kennedy was able to get away, realizing that she had only another half hour of freedom. I'm gonna read a book, maybe that book Elle gave me to borrow. Elle. I miss her so much, but I she betrayed me, I can't do anything about that... I really need someone to talk to. I wish I had all my friends back...
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Kennedy sat at a table in the corner of the room, completely bored. Since it was New Year's Kenn didn't have to make a stupid, elegant entrance. Draco hadn't showed up yet so there she sat, alone in the corner with nothing to do. She had already turned down several offers to dance, all having been invitations from smarmy pricks you thought they were God's gift to females. The wings attached to the back of Kennedy's dressed were charmed to move, very much like real wings of a butterfly. The rhythmic drum of Kennedy's fingers on the table echoed through her mind as she rested her chin on her hand. Someone covered her eyes with their hands and whispered in her ear, "guess who."
"Hmm... I don't know... Anthony?" Kennedy said as she pried the hands off of her eyes and looked around to see none other than Draco. "Darn, I was really hoping on that one."
"Who the hell is Anthony?"
"I don't know, it was the first name I thought of, I've always liked that name. I think I want to name the kid I plan on having Anthony," Kennedy said, staring off into space.
"What if it's a girl?"
"I hadn't thought that far ahead," Kenn responded.
"Hmm...Anthony Malfoy, that has a ring to it, doesn't it?" Draco said as he sat down in the chair next to her, gazing into her eyes intently.
"Drake, you think highly of yourself. I've discovered that is a common mistake you make," Kennedy replied, ignoring his question. Draco reached over and stroked her cheek with the pad of his thumb and leaned forward.
"I can't help it."
"Hmm... this is boring, let's go find something to do," a sly grin formed on her face, "let's explore the chateau, I haven't done that in years."
"Sure," Draco answered, getting up and offering her an arm. The couple walked away from the party and down a corridor, in a random direction.
"You know, I haven't see Ari all night, except when got here.... I do remember seeing him with a blonde bimbo though," Kennedy sniggered, "they are probably snogging somewhere, you wanna go find them?"
Draco wrapped his arm around her waist and snickered as well, "I think we should, just to make sure they don't lose control of themselves." He nodded as if trying to convince himself and Kenn that they had a good cause for trying to find Roary.
Half an hour of looking in rooms to no avail Kenn and Draco collapsed on the ground outside an unchecked bedroom. "I don't think we are ever going to find him, do you?" Draco asked.
"I don't think so, but I dunno..." Kennedy said. Immediately after she said that sounds started coming out of the bedroom door that they sat in front of. They looked at each other and Kenn mouthed "Oh my god!" Draco and Kennedy got up silently and turned around just as a distinctly female voice moaned, "Oh Roar, you animal!"
Kennedy and Draco both blushed at what they heard, "Well I guess it's now or never," Kennedy said, taking a deep breath and stepping forward. The two turned the golden door knob and pushed the door open. Both started laughing hysterically, after having stood there for several seconds before Roary and his blonde bimbo scrambled around the room picking up various items of clothing. The girl pulled on all her clothes and ran from the room, trying to get as far away from this experience as possible. Roary sat on the bed- which surprisingly was still made, just slightly messily made- and ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't understand why you always interrupt me right when I'm finally enjoying myself," Roary said grudgingly. Buttoning his shirt he found his shoes and socks and put them on. "It isn't like we were doing anything bad."
"Yeah, but if we hadn't shown up, you would have done something regrettable. You could have gotten that girl pregnant you idiot. Did you ever think about that?" Kennedy placed her hands on her hips and looked at him sternly. Draco was blushing through out the entire conversation because he wasn't used to people being this direct about such subjects.
"It's not like we would have actually had sex and anyways Kenni, we are both magical. There are charms to protect such things," he pulled something out of the dresser drawer and held it up, a condom. "You know all the rooms that aren't occupied have these, just incase."
"I know you'd be careful," Kennedy soften, "but you never know..." She sniggered. "I quote, 'Well... that too, but what can I say, I'm a sexy, sexy creature. I can't help it that women swarm to me like kids to Bertie Bott's. There is nothing I can do about it.' You said that earlier, after I kicked you. You are a player Ari, don't try to deny."
He glanced at his watch, "I won't deny it, but I will say that the fireworks are about to start and I think we should be going that way." He left the room before the two teens could even think about it. Kenn sneaked a look at Draco to see he was studying the floor as if it were the most interesting thing he had ever seen.
"Draki?"
Draco jumped, not expecting to be talked to, "yeah?"
"You okay?" She looked concerned and took a step towards him. Noticing his blush, she grinned.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I guess. It's just... my family would never have spoken so... bluntly about something like that. It just kind of embarrassing, but you don't seem embarrassed," he scuffed his foot on the wood floor, resembling a small child caught doing something wrong.
"Don't be embarrassed, my brother and I talk about everything. I really do tell him, like, everything that happens to me, he's the first to know about...well most things," she contemplated this then nodded, deciding that her statement was true. They two stared at each other for a few minutes, not know what to say.
Finally Kennedy smiled at Draco and spoke, "Well I think Ari's right, the fireworks are about to start it's about 11:45 we should head down." With that she reached over and took a hold of his hand and pulled him through the house. Just as they ran out onto the patio the first pyrotechnic flair erupted, causing things to turn a brilliant shade of yellow. The crowed exploded into applause as the show began. Kenn and Draco found a bench that was just the right size for the two of them and after Draco helped to situate Kenn's butterfly wings he sat as well, placing his arm around her.
Before either could tell the proper amount of time had passed people were shouting out numbers, "TEN.... NINE.... EIGHT.... SEVEN," Kennedy and Draco joined yelling the loudest, "...FIVE....FOUR....THREE....TWO.... ONE. HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Draco leaned over kissed Kennedy before she knew what was happening. It was a sweet kiss, his tasted like sugar quills. He broke off the kiss and smiled at her. The music had started and he stood, extending a hand. As the couple walked out onto the dance floor, amidst several other couples, all eyes were on them.
A/N: wipes sweat from brow wow that was pointless and stupid. Oh well we learned something, not that we didn't already know it, but Roary is a "bad" boy. HAHA!!! well I hope you liked it. i wasn't that happy with this chapter, but whatever. please review. i don't know that people are reading my story and it's pointless for me to read it if i don' t have anyone reading it. I mean i enjoy writing it, but I don't know if people actually like it and i feel stupid. so please make me feel ... un...stupid and review! have a nice day bye bye!!!! Wuv, Brittany
P.S. If someone could explain to me what this C2 think is i would greatly appreciate it. I don't know that i want to do it, but i just didn't get it from what the thingy explaining it said. I'm easily confused and this didn't help, it just confused me more. well bye bye now, i'm really gone... until next time!!