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Confusing Situations, Chapter Five
The heavy door slammed behind her with a resounding bang, the angry sound pleasing her. She clenched her hands into tight fists as she
strode into the overly decorated room, her eyes actually watering at the use of far too many bright colours. Once she was standing in the middle
of a particularly hideous carpet, she whipped her wand out of its special holding pocket in the sleeve of her robes. With only a few waves, she
reversed several of the garish colours, tuning them down so she could concentrate without feeling sick. Mia rubbed her forehead slowly as she
turned slowly on her heel, her chocolate brown eyes landing on the bed. Malfoy was spread out on the lavish coverlet, watching her with an
amused stair. He lightly ran one of his fingers along the silky dark blue material, his silver hues dancing. Just as he was opening his mouth to speak,
she lifted a hand to silence him.
"Don't even start Ferret, I am not in the mood to listen to your rude banter."
"I was just going to say that now I am considered your 'man', that I should get the bed..." He drawled.
Her brows narrowed. "Be quiet, it was a simple mistake that priestess made. Se probably thinks that I sleep with Ron and Harry too." She took a
step towards the bed. "Now move your slimy arse so I can get some sleep."
"And why should I move when I got here first?"
"Act the gentleman for once you prat!"
"A gentleman? I never thought I'd hear you say that about me."
"I told you to act like one. You will never be anything more than a nasty Slytherin git to me. Now be chivalrous and move!"
"Chivalry is dead."
"So says you, a pureblood!"
"Exactly."
She looked at him in bewilderment for a moment before simply shaking her head, not wanting to linger. "Fine...Just move over than and keep all your
tentacles to yourself. I will personally make sure that you find a very important part of your anatomy gone in the morning."
He was about to let out a snort when he saw the dead serious expression on her face. He gulped and quickly moved over so he was on the far
edge of the bed, almost tumbling off. She smiled faintly and set her wand on the dark wood side table before she slowly lowered herself onto the
mattress.
A puff of breath tickled the back of her neck, bringing the little hairs to stand on in. She let out a mutter and tried to burrow farther into
the warmth the blanket gave off. The tickling feeling persisted and a sleepy mutter slipped from her lips. It was not until a loud and rather rude
knocking sounded that she opened her eyes. She looked around blearily and peeped quietly when she saw a pair of mercurial hues watching her.
"Aren't you going to get the door?"
She scowled. "Why should I get it? You're already up. You go get it."
"But you're a woman."
"And that is important because?"
"It's your duty to answer the door."
"What the hell? Is that some of your pureblood nonsense?"
"It is not nonsense!"
"Yes it...I'm not going to argue with it." She said coolly, slipping from the bed.
She padded quickly towards the door, opening it enough for her tousled head to be seen from the corridor.
"Yes?"
"Lady, High Priestess Kirra told me that You wanted to be woken up..."
"I did, thank you. Please tell the priestess that I...Oh, where should I go when I am ready?"
The girl's light blue eyes widened as she stammered. "O-Oh...You sho-should go to the Worship Hall."
She smiled kindly to her. "Thank you; please tell her I will arrive with the three men within the hour."
The young woman nearly tripped over her own feet in her earnest to get away from the being she thought to be holy.
Mia shook her head slowly, the warmth seeping out of her face. She slowly reentered the room, the subtle blues, blacks, and greens soothing her
suddenly aching head. She threw a nasty look at Malfoy and walked over to the large armoire that she did not remember being there when she had
fallen asleep. Inside was a vast assortment of pastel coloured dresses that reminded her strongly of those out of the medieval times. She snorted
faintly and took out a deep forest coloured gown. She walked into the adjoined bathroom, something in the back of her mind noticing that it was
extremely similar to that she shared with Malfoy back at Hogwarts. Within moments she was out of her wrinkled school robes and had the close
fitting dress upon her slender form. The top of the dress rested low on her shoulders, the neck line low enough to show the beginning swell of her
cleavage. The waistline was slung low on her hips, the thick band of slightly darker material coming to a point right above her pubic bone. The
sleeves grew into elegant swallow tails that covered her small hands, exquisite embroidery of leaves along the hemline, cuffs, and neckline. The
gown fit her perfectly and she could not understand how her exact measurements could have been taken in the few hours she had been there.
She shook her head quickly and left the tiled room with her discarded robes under an arm, absently finger combing her hair. The first thing she saw
was a disgruntled Malfoy sitting on the bed, a pout on his face. The moment he saw her, the look of anger disappeared to be replaced with
astounded awe. She lifted a brow and dropped the particular lock of hair in her hand onto her bare collarbone.
"What is it?" She asked quickly. "Is my hair sticking up?" She quickly patted at her hair, trying to smooth down the nonexistent cowlick.
He continued staring at her in a daze, his eyes occasionally sweeping up and down her body as he took her in. She grew extremely uncomfortable
as she nervously shifted her weight from foot to foot. She did not understand why his eyes has darkened from light silver to a slate gray that
seemed to bare her soul to him. A shiver ran through her and she tore herself out of her froze state and walked quickly back to the armoire. She
threw the doors open and pawed through the clothes, hoping there was something in there for him so she could take her mind off of his inquisitive
stare. To her luck, a pair of navy trousers and a black tunic came into her hands, along with a simple belt. She pulled them away from the hangers,
tossing them at him with little accuracy.
"Please go change Malfoy. I'm going to go get Harry and Ron, you better be dressed by the time I get back." She pulled her wand out of her robes
and patted the skirt of her dress, searching for a pocket. "Damnit." She muttered quietly when no pouch presented it to her.
A snicker sounded from behind her and she whirled about, her dress flowing like water around her. A forceful glower landed on her face as she
looked at him, her brown eyes flashing.
"And what is it you find so amusing Malfoy? Please do enlighten me."
He quickly shut up, acting quite unMalfoy-like. He shook his head quickly and fled to the bathroom. She sighed quietly and wound her hair up into a
simple bun, ramming her wand through the still slightly bushy strands. "Stupid wand." She muttered under her breath before walking quietly from
the large bedchamber.
Mia slipped back into her room, a slightly agitated look on her face. Ron and Harry had given her endless trouble as she tried to get them
up. In the end it had taken the combination of threatening to hex their manhood away or sleeping with Malfoy, which positively repulsed most of
her, to rouse them. She shuddered slightly at the thought of doing any more then jinxing the spoiled ferret and was surprised when she bumped
into something hard. A meep escaped her as she lost her balance and began to fall backwards. A pair of hands slipped around her waist, pulling her
up so she was full against a muscular chest. She turned her face up and her cinnamon hues met surprisingly warm slate. For a moment all she
could do was look up at him, something strange she had never felt before churning furiously in her gut. His grip on her hips tightened ever so
slightly as one of his hands was brought up to brush some of her messy hair out of her eyes, a similar gesture to one she showed him earlier. Her
relatively pale cheeks suddenly coloured darkly and she pulled out of his grasp, unnerved by his tender gesture.
"M-Malfoy," she said uncertainly, "we need to go..."
"Whatever." He muttered his eyes confused.
She forced a slight smile to come onto her lips as she faintly brushed her finger tips against his forearm. "Come on, Harry and Ron should be
dressed."
"Let's hope so. I do not want to be scarred by seeing Potty or Weasel half dressed." He sneered.
She sighed quietly and opened the door. He followed slowly, trying to ignore the feeling of warmth that had suffused his entire body when she
touched him of her own free will.
Mia turned around as she stood in front of the massive entry way to the Worship Hall. She looked at her friends, her eyes emotionless.
"Listen, you all need to behave in here. We don't know who these people are really where we are. Atlantis, though there has only been one place
named that, could be a codename for something. Just incase they are hostile to our kind; don't flash your wands much. Okay?" They nodded and
she turned her attention to Malfoy. "Malfoy, I know you hate the three of us, but for all of our safety, try and put your hatred aside just until we
get back to Hogwarts? I'd rather not die in this place."
She did not wait for him to speak or nod and simply pulled the heavily carved oak doors open just enough to admit them.
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