A/N: Errr... I don't think that I have anything of importance to say before the chapter, lol. Except, expect mistakes.
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lelegurl: I shall try and add in Draco a little more. Heh. Though writing scenes with Draco always is hard. I can't get a good character attitude for him that works. shrugs
Chapter 27 - Absent MindedI had excused myself from the kitchen, after getting the feeling that I shouldn't be there. I didn't really tell Rilee either. She was still in a small state of shock after she recognized some house elf named, Doby. I don't understand…
I waited patiently, leaning on the opposite wall of the giant painting. I felt like I was waiting to see God… Meaning, I'll be waiting for eternity. Sighing, I pushed off of the rough wall and began a descent to the Gryffindor Tower.
I moved slowly through the desolate halls, keeping my head down, watching my feet. It seemed like they were the part of my body that did the thinking because I had no clue where I was really going. As if I was traveling just to be traveling. Soon, I became kind of sleepy and rather annoyed. It was a crazy thing, at least I thought. 'I just spent hours in a state of slumber, but it only took an hour to get tired again,' I thought, bitterly. I continued to walk, or maybe the word drag would be better to use, around like a zombie, until I saw a shadow engulf my feet. I let my head pull up to meet the angry face of Mr. Filch.
"Mmm… Look what we have here, Mrs. Norris. A lost student," Filch said in a quiet, loathing voice. I swallowed. "Out late for a stroll? Or were you planning on stealing more stuff from my cabinets," he spat bitterly.
"Stealing? No, Mr. Filch, you have it all - " I rushed my words, forcing them to take effect on my brain.
"Ha. We'll just leave this manner with Professor McGonagall." He smirked at me in a very cruel way, bringing out the scars on his already ugly face. I nodded hesitantly. He grabbed a hold of my shoulder and started moving towards McGonagall's office.
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"Can you believe her???" I asked Lily harshly at breakfast. "She actually took 25 points from Gryffindor! And fed me another detention! Argh!"
"You kinda brought it on yourself though," she answered, shrugging her shoulders. I glared at her. "You were wandering, aimlessly around way past curfew."
"Where's my back-up on this?"
"Ephraim." I felt like hitting her. Why does she keep bringing him up?
"Just shut up about him, will ya?" She smiled at me.
"The whole school knows that he carried you to the Hospital Wing. Draco wasn't happy about it either. You should have seem him at dinner." Lily let out an amused laugh. I looked over at Draco, who was busy in conversation with Crabbe and Goyle, probably telling each other different way to kill Potter. Heh. I placed my elbows on the table and rested my chin on my hands. The sky was a storming gray, and every once in a while you could catch a bolt of lightning. "Did you even hear what I said?"
"Yes, Lil. I heard."
"What time is your detention tonight?" she questioned, taking a sip of her orange juice.
"7 o'clock," I replied, still staring at the enchanted ceiling. "And before you ask, I think it's with Lupin." I made a disgusted face.
"Good luck," she said, getting up.
"Where are you going?" I snapped out of my daze and gazed at my friend fix her robe.
"I need to go to Muggle Studies early so I can see if I can get extra time on my project."
"Ha ha. That old hag will probably say no," I responded, smirking slightly.
"You're probably right, but it's worth a try." And with that she left the Great Hall, walking with a confident bounce.
The day drew on slow. I've never felt so bored in a while. All the teachers seemed to get off this restless mood and had no energy for teaching at all. Maybe it was just me. I kept nodding off to sleep, only to be startled awake 30 seconds later. I just couldn't concentrate for the life of me. Other's watched me in amused awe as I tried different methods of staying awake… Banging my head against the desk seemed to be the most popular of them all. It was quite possible that I was dreading my detention. Last time I had a detention with Lupin, Nephiro and I tried to kill each other. It made me think about what kind of madness could unravel this time.
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I lied on my bed; staring at the photo Lupin had given me a couple of days earlier. It mesmerized me. Lily came over to see what I was doing, and why I was so quiet.
"Is that your parents?" she asked. I raised my eyebrows.
"No. They're just random people I keep a picture of." She seemed taken aback by my derisive reply.
"Your mum is very pretty." So they keep telling me. "She doesn't look very English."
"My mother is actually Spanish."
"You never told me that…" Lily took a sit next to me and reached for the photograph. I gave it to her cautiously, and sighed. "So… That would mean your Aunt is actually Spanish as well?" I nodded. "Then can you speak it?"
"Sí. Sé hablar español. Pero elijo normalmente no a, porque realmente confunde a gente," I said wryly. She looked very confused, and I just laughed and took my picture back, placing it in the rightful place on my wall. "Yes, I can speak Spanish. But not very well."
"That sounded pretty well," Lily breathed, looking a little flabbergasted.
"I haven't spoken it in many years. My Aunt has given me no reason to use anything but insults and swear words." I glimpsed at the clock. "I'm gonna head down to detention. I'll see you later." Lily gave me a agreeing nod, and I exited the dorm.
The commom room was flooded by morons. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in their usual spots, doing what I think is their Divination homework. I shook my head.
"You're early," Professor Lupin commented, as I entered the classroom. He was sitting at his cluttered desk, grading papers, and didn't even look up when I sat down.
"The common room is boring, and I thought I'd get here later," I replied, still feeling tired. I rested my head on the table and shut my eyes. When I opened them again, only three minutes has passed. Swearing inwardly, I placed my forehead on the cold wood.
"Ah, Mr. Perezoso. Just on time." I brought my head back up and glanced at the other kid entering the room. He was tall, about the same height as Zandyr, and had chestnut-brown eyes, that sort of reminded me of almonds. His hair was the same as his eyes, maybe a little darker, and was short and partly curly. The tone of his skin was tanner than most people at Hogwarts. He looked generally different.
"Hola, Professor Lupin," Perezoso stated. He pronounced his consonants more accented than a normal person would speak. My eyes lit up some when I came to realize what kind of accent this new boy had. The yellow emblem of Hufflepuff was on the left hand side of his robes and sat down next to me with a smile. "Now, don't you look very happy?" he said sarcastically.
"Don't you look stupid," I retorted. Lupin suddenly rose from his seat.
"I have no clue why I got stuck with the two of you but I might as well have you do something. I mean, since you are in detention." He looked kind of sick, like he did when I first met him. The color in his cheeks was draining, and the bags under his eyes were growing. He resembled a zombie…
"Ah com'on Professor. We already got points taken away just for landing ourselves here. Can't ya spare us?" Perezoso grinned, and Lupin just raised an eyebrow.
"No." He walked over to the counters next to us and picked up two empty glass tanks; both were terribly dirty and pretty disgusting. "Here," he told us, putting them down on the table, along with a bucket of water and two sponges. "Clean." After that he sat down again, and continued grading papers.
"That was odd… He usually goes with it," the Hispanic dude said.
"Only in your imagination," I whispered.
"I'm Fenton Perezoso, by the way." I smirked at his name. I had to admit it was an interesting name.
"Emi Black." We locked eyes for a brief second, before beginning to clean our tanks. There was silence for a while until Lupin excused himself for a couple of minutes. "Perezoso…" Fenton glanced up at me.
"Yeah?"
"Sounds Spanish."
"It's actually Puerto Rican."
"Cool."
"You have this foreign look to you, did you know that?" I found this observation strange. I always found myself plain.
"How do you figure that?"
"Well… for starters, your eyes are shaped a tab bit differently than an Englishman."
"My eyes?" I cocked my head in a questioning manner.
"Yes. They look…"
"Spanish?"
"Yeah," he chuckled. "Which side of your family is Spanish? Su madre I'm guessing, since your last name isn't Hispanic at all."
"Right again. My mum was Spanish." We left it at that, because Lupin came back in and yelled at us for not working.
The detention ended, and Fenton and I went in different directions. He was pretty different, but not as different as I originally thought.
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Soon, the cold weather went by, and the season turned to spring. The muggy air made me just want to stay in the cool environment of my bedroom. But I was forced to leave for class, always grumbling though. Lily said that I needed to stop being lazy and start studying for the final exams. Knowing that she was right, I tried, but studing for a test in like potions or herbology is kind of useless. I used my extra time to watch the pictures that I've acquired of my parents, or staring at the never-dying flowers Draco gave me. They still looked healthy, not a speck of brown, and not to mention still smelled great.
A/N: I was just going to add Fenton for later purposes, and partly I wanted to have fun :) Smack and I (mostly Smack) made him, while playing SIMS. Ahhh, SIMS... snaps out of daze Sorry. I'm also sorry that I've never touched base with Emi's mom's side fo the family. It wasn't till like four weeks or so ago that I realize I've never once mention the fact she is half Spanish, or that she can speak it, lol. I just want your guys to know, it wasn't something I just came up with.