A/N: I'm really sorry. I know, I'm very late. If you check out my bio in my
profile, you might have a hint it's kinda serious, not an excuse. I wish it
was just an excuse...
Anyway, thanks for reading, reviewing and bearing my late updates... and no,
I wont give up on this story, so don't worry. I never give up on fics.
Especially HP ones. And this particular one, I'm quite proud of the squib
idea and all, so yeah...
Ok, I stop my rambling.
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Chapter 3.
Dudley turned and turned over in his bed for the whole night. His weight was making the century wood crack but he couldn't help it. The incident of the other day was haunting him and he couldn't do anything else than replaying it in his head while touching his burnt hand to make sure it wasn't a nightmare.
The Malfoy girl had burnt him. How? Hah, with goddamn magic. He didn't live with freaky Potter for nothing at least: he could now tell who were the real dangers out there. And this girl was one. Oh yeah, a nasty nasty nuisance.
He made the decision to keep away from her if he was alone. Better be prudent. Harry never dared touch him because that could bring the freak trouble, but the Malfoy girl, she didn't really care. Oh, he didn't like her. And he didn't like the fact that she was here instead of the magic school.
But he couldn't talk to anyone about that. No, he wouldn't even tell his parents. They would worry, and send him to another school where he would have to build his power again. Not extremely difficult, but a lot of annoyance for just that. No, he wouldn't tell anyone. At least not for the moment. But he would dig up information about her. Oh yes, he knew her little secret, it would be amusing to dwell a bit more on it...
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*Alithea's pov*
Meghan is someone great. She's funny and all. But it can't work that way. She's too curious, she's always asking about plenty of things. And even If I know she doesn't want to hurt me, she does. So I feel really bad right now, but I'm writing to Draco. I'm pathetic to ask him that, but I'm too much of a coward to face Meg. So I send Draco against her.
To hurt her. I'm so sorry. I feel like a traitor. I know he can do a real great job at hurting people, it's one of his best skills. But on another side, Meghan can probably handle him quite well. Oh well, maybe it'll hurt her just enough to push her away without any greater damage.
I tie my letter to Orion and send him through the window. I sigh as I think about what I've just done. I'm so stupid, pathetic. I put myself in that mess and it's Draco who has to get me out of it. I can't even do it myself. As if he hadn't enough to deal with, I send him my problems as well.
I go back to my bed and collapse on it. My eyes lock on the plain white ceiling, follow a crack. My mind wanders with Orion, to Hogwarts. I wish I was there. Why me? Why am I stuck there? This is not my world. But the magic one isn't either. I belong nowhere, I'm a freak on both sides. A lone tear rolls on my cheek before I can even stop it. Malfoys don't cry, stop that now, silly girl.
I hear footsteps in the hall so I crawl between my sheets and bury my head under my blanket. They can't know I'm weak, I can't afford being hurt. No, they won't hurt me. Draco will take care of the Meghan problem and everything will be back to normal. I'm going to be a bitch again and I won't worry anymore about anything. Just about Draco and staying alive. Simple.
The door to the dorm opens and I hear Meghan ask if I'm alright since I skipped dinner. I breathe slowly, as if I was sleeping and don't move. I have to bite the inside of my cheek not to tell her I'm not and what I did. She finally leaves again, a fake relief washes over me: I know I won't be able to hide from her forever.
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Meghan walked back down quickly. Alithea was sleeping, it was weird. The girl wasn't a heavy sleeper and she always said that sleep was a waste of time. Maybe she was feeling sick or something.
The brown-haired girl sat again in the back of the library, where she could work and observe people at the same time. She let her eyes wander around and linger on Dudley Dursley. The whale was currently chewing paper and spitting it on Sally who wouldn't move at all. Meghan was in awe in front of her patience. Would it have been her, Dursley would already have been punched a few times.
She went back to her homework and continued to watch her classmates sometimes. The hours were passing and less and less people were working. Most of them went to bed. The curfew had been moved at midnight that evening, because it was the weekend. And Meghan was very happy to see that people were still leaving. She loved empty places, she loved night, she loved being alone.
Dursley and his little gang finally packed what was left of their sheets of paper and mashed pencils and left. She sighed in contentment.
"And finally, all the morons are out. Amen." She said to no one.
"Got to agree there, though it annoys me." Drawled a characteristic voice behind her.
She swiftly turned her head, annoyed and surprised. Alithea's brother was leaning against a bookshelf, hands in his pockets. His silver orbs freezing her. She swallowed her saliva and sighed.
"I spoke too fast obviously."
Draco laughed cynically and came to sit in the chair facing hers. "Yes, you're still here." His smirk widened as he saw she couldn't come back with anything good enough.
"What are you doing here? Alithea is asleep. Besides, I'm surprised with the lack of your school regulations about going out to annoy people."
He shook his head. "Alithea and I are insomniac, we don't really sleep. She was faking it, most probably. I don't care about school regulations, they don't apply to me. And I was bored, so I thought I would come and talk with Meggie Dear."
"Meggie Dear doesn't want to talk to you. And I assume you have enough people to bully in your own school so sod off." She retorted and started to gather her books.
She stood up and flung her bag on her shoulder. Without another word at him, she started to walk to the door. She didn't expect him to get up that quickly. He smashed her against the side panel of a bookshelf and held her there with his arm. Her back was hurting, but what was scaring her most was the glint in his eyes.
"Leave my sister alone. Stop bugging her with your goddamn questions. You're a nuisance, you always have to put your nose where you shouldn't. The magic world is none of your business, my family is none of your business. You don't even know what you're playing with, you silly little girl. Keep away from that if you want to live, Meggie," he spat forcefully.
He let go of her and disapparated. Meghan unconsciously put her hand at the base of her neck, where his strong arm and his blow had left a slight bruise. She sank to the floor and slightly banged her head against the wooden bookshelf before closing her eyes and just resting there.
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*Ron's pov*
"Harry, stop cheating. Whatever you do, you won't beat me at chess!"
He smirks "well, I'm still hoping."
We start to laugh as I kill his king for the twentieth time today. Hermione shakes her head at us.
"Guys, magic helps for a lot of things, but it's not gonna do your homework for you," she states in a matter-of-fact voice.
"No, you're here for that," replies Harry while sticking out his tongue at her.
Our laughter again echoes in the empty common room. We're the only ones here, with Ginny. She shakes her head reprovingly. She's grown a lot more serious now, she doesn't laugh that much anymore.
"Ginny, enjoy the weekend! Enjoy the surprisingly empty common room!" I yell, getting up and lifting my arms above my head. I laugh at myself and my ridiculous pose with Harry and Hermione.
Ginny sarcastically lifts an eyebrow. "I won't comment your insanity and will just laugh stupidly."
She does so, but it doesn't reach her eyes. I worry a bit deep down, because she changed a lot. Ok, she changed a lot since Chamber of Secrets, but now even more. Ever since You-Know-Who came back. Maybe she's worried, she always seems preoccupied. She acts weirdly. I caught her sneaking out a few times at night and that's not her style. Oh well, I hope it's not to meet the last unknown boyfriend of hers. Or I would have to smash his head.
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Replies to reviews:
Dirt-Is-Yummy: hi Em, how are you? So, I surprised you with one more chapter? Good, hehe. Sorry, haven't reviewed your last chapter yet, will do it soon. Yes, yes, I like this idea of Alithea being a squib... it's interesting. Ginny? Why Ginny? For all I know, it could also be Hermione. Oh well, I'm gonna discover that when coming to that point.
Gilraen: see, I updated. I'm sorry, I've got a lot of shit piling upon my head right now. But I'll let you know that I never give up on stories. The switching of tenses depends if it's 3rd person or the pov of someone. And probably cuz my English is not the best.
Fire'N'Ice: so... Draco should own Meghan... I'm sorry, I don't think he's really keen on her right now *innocent smirk*
Happigolucki616: yup, mystery alert. Even I don't know who she is yet *sheepish smile*. Thanks, I try to insert lighter elements in the plot. Oh, and your bunny got lost... nothing chased after me.
Simone: sorry for the delay *ashamed look* I hope you continue to enjoy this. I don't put down books before the end either, lol.
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Chapter 3.
Dudley turned and turned over in his bed for the whole night. His weight was making the century wood crack but he couldn't help it. The incident of the other day was haunting him and he couldn't do anything else than replaying it in his head while touching his burnt hand to make sure it wasn't a nightmare.
The Malfoy girl had burnt him. How? Hah, with goddamn magic. He didn't live with freaky Potter for nothing at least: he could now tell who were the real dangers out there. And this girl was one. Oh yeah, a nasty nasty nuisance.
He made the decision to keep away from her if he was alone. Better be prudent. Harry never dared touch him because that could bring the freak trouble, but the Malfoy girl, she didn't really care. Oh, he didn't like her. And he didn't like the fact that she was here instead of the magic school.
But he couldn't talk to anyone about that. No, he wouldn't even tell his parents. They would worry, and send him to another school where he would have to build his power again. Not extremely difficult, but a lot of annoyance for just that. No, he wouldn't tell anyone. At least not for the moment. But he would dig up information about her. Oh yes, he knew her little secret, it would be amusing to dwell a bit more on it...
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*Alithea's pov*
Meghan is someone great. She's funny and all. But it can't work that way. She's too curious, she's always asking about plenty of things. And even If I know she doesn't want to hurt me, she does. So I feel really bad right now, but I'm writing to Draco. I'm pathetic to ask him that, but I'm too much of a coward to face Meg. So I send Draco against her.
To hurt her. I'm so sorry. I feel like a traitor. I know he can do a real great job at hurting people, it's one of his best skills. But on another side, Meghan can probably handle him quite well. Oh well, maybe it'll hurt her just enough to push her away without any greater damage.
I tie my letter to Orion and send him through the window. I sigh as I think about what I've just done. I'm so stupid, pathetic. I put myself in that mess and it's Draco who has to get me out of it. I can't even do it myself. As if he hadn't enough to deal with, I send him my problems as well.
I go back to my bed and collapse on it. My eyes lock on the plain white ceiling, follow a crack. My mind wanders with Orion, to Hogwarts. I wish I was there. Why me? Why am I stuck there? This is not my world. But the magic one isn't either. I belong nowhere, I'm a freak on both sides. A lone tear rolls on my cheek before I can even stop it. Malfoys don't cry, stop that now, silly girl.
I hear footsteps in the hall so I crawl between my sheets and bury my head under my blanket. They can't know I'm weak, I can't afford being hurt. No, they won't hurt me. Draco will take care of the Meghan problem and everything will be back to normal. I'm going to be a bitch again and I won't worry anymore about anything. Just about Draco and staying alive. Simple.
The door to the dorm opens and I hear Meghan ask if I'm alright since I skipped dinner. I breathe slowly, as if I was sleeping and don't move. I have to bite the inside of my cheek not to tell her I'm not and what I did. She finally leaves again, a fake relief washes over me: I know I won't be able to hide from her forever.
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Meghan walked back down quickly. Alithea was sleeping, it was weird. The girl wasn't a heavy sleeper and she always said that sleep was a waste of time. Maybe she was feeling sick or something.
The brown-haired girl sat again in the back of the library, where she could work and observe people at the same time. She let her eyes wander around and linger on Dudley Dursley. The whale was currently chewing paper and spitting it on Sally who wouldn't move at all. Meghan was in awe in front of her patience. Would it have been her, Dursley would already have been punched a few times.
She went back to her homework and continued to watch her classmates sometimes. The hours were passing and less and less people were working. Most of them went to bed. The curfew had been moved at midnight that evening, because it was the weekend. And Meghan was very happy to see that people were still leaving. She loved empty places, she loved night, she loved being alone.
Dursley and his little gang finally packed what was left of their sheets of paper and mashed pencils and left. She sighed in contentment.
"And finally, all the morons are out. Amen." She said to no one.
"Got to agree there, though it annoys me." Drawled a characteristic voice behind her.
She swiftly turned her head, annoyed and surprised. Alithea's brother was leaning against a bookshelf, hands in his pockets. His silver orbs freezing her. She swallowed her saliva and sighed.
"I spoke too fast obviously."
Draco laughed cynically and came to sit in the chair facing hers. "Yes, you're still here." His smirk widened as he saw she couldn't come back with anything good enough.
"What are you doing here? Alithea is asleep. Besides, I'm surprised with the lack of your school regulations about going out to annoy people."
He shook his head. "Alithea and I are insomniac, we don't really sleep. She was faking it, most probably. I don't care about school regulations, they don't apply to me. And I was bored, so I thought I would come and talk with Meggie Dear."
"Meggie Dear doesn't want to talk to you. And I assume you have enough people to bully in your own school so sod off." She retorted and started to gather her books.
She stood up and flung her bag on her shoulder. Without another word at him, she started to walk to the door. She didn't expect him to get up that quickly. He smashed her against the side panel of a bookshelf and held her there with his arm. Her back was hurting, but what was scaring her most was the glint in his eyes.
"Leave my sister alone. Stop bugging her with your goddamn questions. You're a nuisance, you always have to put your nose where you shouldn't. The magic world is none of your business, my family is none of your business. You don't even know what you're playing with, you silly little girl. Keep away from that if you want to live, Meggie," he spat forcefully.
He let go of her and disapparated. Meghan unconsciously put her hand at the base of her neck, where his strong arm and his blow had left a slight bruise. She sank to the floor and slightly banged her head against the wooden bookshelf before closing her eyes and just resting there.
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*Ron's pov*
"Harry, stop cheating. Whatever you do, you won't beat me at chess!"
He smirks "well, I'm still hoping."
We start to laugh as I kill his king for the twentieth time today. Hermione shakes her head at us.
"Guys, magic helps for a lot of things, but it's not gonna do your homework for you," she states in a matter-of-fact voice.
"No, you're here for that," replies Harry while sticking out his tongue at her.
Our laughter again echoes in the empty common room. We're the only ones here, with Ginny. She shakes her head reprovingly. She's grown a lot more serious now, she doesn't laugh that much anymore.
"Ginny, enjoy the weekend! Enjoy the surprisingly empty common room!" I yell, getting up and lifting my arms above my head. I laugh at myself and my ridiculous pose with Harry and Hermione.
Ginny sarcastically lifts an eyebrow. "I won't comment your insanity and will just laugh stupidly."
She does so, but it doesn't reach her eyes. I worry a bit deep down, because she changed a lot. Ok, she changed a lot since Chamber of Secrets, but now even more. Ever since You-Know-Who came back. Maybe she's worried, she always seems preoccupied. She acts weirdly. I caught her sneaking out a few times at night and that's not her style. Oh well, I hope it's not to meet the last unknown boyfriend of hers. Or I would have to smash his head.
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Replies to reviews:
Dirt-Is-Yummy: hi Em, how are you? So, I surprised you with one more chapter? Good, hehe. Sorry, haven't reviewed your last chapter yet, will do it soon. Yes, yes, I like this idea of Alithea being a squib... it's interesting. Ginny? Why Ginny? For all I know, it could also be Hermione. Oh well, I'm gonna discover that when coming to that point.
Gilraen: see, I updated. I'm sorry, I've got a lot of shit piling upon my head right now. But I'll let you know that I never give up on stories. The switching of tenses depends if it's 3rd person or the pov of someone. And probably cuz my English is not the best.
Fire'N'Ice: so... Draco should own Meghan... I'm sorry, I don't think he's really keen on her right now *innocent smirk*
Happigolucki616: yup, mystery alert. Even I don't know who she is yet *sheepish smile*. Thanks, I try to insert lighter elements in the plot. Oh, and your bunny got lost... nothing chased after me.
Simone: sorry for the delay *ashamed look* I hope you continue to enjoy this. I don't put down books before the end either, lol.