sorry guys i know its been a long time, i've had homecoming so ive been working alot, ive been trying to write a new fanfic, and then i screwed up my knee really bad a couple weeks ago and lifes just been...tough. sighi know i havent been updating alot, so thank you my loyal fans. all 7 of you. lol. i made this one really long if it gets me any extra points big grinbut allrighty, here we go.
Chapter 18 – Surprise!
I woke up early the next morning remembering Oliver's sweet, reassuring words and warm touch. I smiled and threw back the covers, then eased out of bed. I looked up and Hermione was smiling mischievously.
"What?" I asked, a wide grin spreading across my face. She pointed to the end of my bed and my eyes popped open, I was instantly awake. There were presents upon presents stacked, some fallen over by my movement.
"Oh my gosh!" I giggled with joy. "Help me, there's so many!"
We began ripping open packages of Bertie Botts and fudge containers, chocolate frogs and jelly slugs. I noticed many packages from various non-Gryffindor students and 'secret admirers'.
"How did all these get here?" I asked, tearing open a package from my father and smiling as I pulled out a new Gryffindor scarf with some money and a couple treats wrapped inside.
"Oh, Oliver and I brought them up late last night." She sighed as she opened a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. "Seven...." She muttered.
"But I thought boys couldn't get in the girls dorms?" I asked, somewhat confused.
"Well they cant, but Professor Mcgonagall realized you had a ton of presents and it would be simpler to have us do it, so, we did." She smiled.
"Aww thanks so much!" I exclaimed, nearly tackling her with a hug.
"Wah!" she squealed and we both laughed as I tipped over a box of every flavor beans, sending them everywhere.
"Eh, no worries. I had about eight boxes anyways." I shrugged.
"Eleven. I counted." We giggled and sat up. "Let the girls step on them. I don't feel like cleaning it up." Hermione mused, brushing off her nightclothes. I looked at her bewildered, but decided not to comment in case she changed her mind.
"Well come on! Stop staring at me and lets get dressed!" she sounded a bit annoyed, so I hurried up ad got dressed, putting on my new scarf just for fun.
"Hold on, this is to much for me to eat. And I know who'll love me for these" I said, picking up a chocolate frog and waving it around. She grinned and helped me pick up all the random boxes. She tisked with distaste.
"My parents would cry if they saw all this." I looked at her and we were laughing again. Some of the girls were stirring in their sleep, so we scooped up what we could and headed downstairs.
"Good morning!" I said cheerfully, announcing our arrival. Fred, George, Lee, Ron, Harry, and Oliver all turned and smiled at me.
"Happy birthday Amy!" they all called in unison, then Fred and George were at our sides poking through the candy. Hermione and I set it down in the middle of the floor.
"Now at least ten chocolate frogs for Ron," I instructed. Ron's eyes lit up and he dove for the pile, pulling a chocolate frog from Lee's hands. They muttered their thanks and I smiled. I looked up to find Oliver watching me from across the room. I grinned and he walked over, embracing me tightly and whispering "happy birthday, Love." in my ear before kissing me lightly. I turned my back into him so his hands rested on my stomach and his chin over my shoulder.
"You hungry?" I asked him, noticing Hermione sneaking a package of jelly slugs while the boys fought over the frog cards.
"For REAL food. Would you care to join me for breakfast?"
"Yes, thank you. I need to eat before class." I told the remaining thanks for the gifts and that Ollie and I were going to eat.
We sat down with Percy and Oliver reviewed test questions with him. Many students wished me well on my birthday, and I thanked them merrily. I was munching on sausage when Oliver poked me in the side.
"Mm?" I looked at him with big eyes.
"Would you mind sacrificing your scarf for me? Just for a minute?" he asked.
"Sure, of course." I smiled and took off my new scarf, and handed it to him.
"One more favor. Turn around." I gave him a crooked grin, and then did as he asked.
"Now close your eyes...are they shut?" I squeezed my eyes shut in anticipation.
"Yes." I felt his hands tickling the back of my neck and it sent a chill down my spine. I shivered and giggled and he laughed.
"Sorry...almost done... there you go. Turn around. I could hear the excitement and pride in his voice, though I knew he was trying to hide it. I turned and looked at him expectantly and he held out a jewelry box.
"Here," he smiled.
"Aw, thank you!" I said. It was a tiny jewelry case, about three inches wide, four inches long and 2 inches tall. It was made out of a cherry or mahogany wood with a high gloss finish. "Its pretty" I whispered, admiring the intricate flower design running up the left side and entire bottom of the lid.
"Open it. There's a mirror in there."
"Oh ok, cool." I opened it and looked in the mirror at myself. "Oh my gosh Ollie!" around my neck was a golden heart shaped locket. I ran my finger over the smooth surface and was surprised that it was warm. I fingered the rose that was etched in along the side. I opened it and read the inscription.
'I will cherish you always. With love, Oliver.' There was a tiny moving photo of Oliver and I, with him wrapped around me as he was this morning in the common room, placing a kiss on my cheek and both of us smiling.
"Its beautiful Oliver... thank you. So much. Oh wow." I whispered. He pet the locket and smiled lovingly, and I smiled back.
"It's said that if the locket is warm, it expresses the feelings of the wearer, if they're in love." He said somewhat sheepishly. I grinned.
"Does it feel warm to you?" I asked as innocently as I could without smiling. I could feel its warmth on my chest; I just wanted him to know as well. He placed his hand on my gift with a thoughtful look on his face. After a few couple seconds, he smiled broadly.
"Can you feel it?" he pressed it softly into my skin.
"Of course." I leaned forward and kissed him sweetly. He blushed, and I giggled.
"What?" he asked, embarrassment hinting in his voice.
"Its prefect. Your perfect." I titled my head to the side slightly and smiled softly.
"Well, I knew that already, I'm glad you finally realized." He puffed up his chest and beamed.
"Dear God! NOOOO! Don't let it all go to his head! Ohh...he's a goner!" Fred interjected.
"And he was such good keeper." George pretended to cry. We all laughed, and Oliver started doing muscleman poses and making funny faces. The remaining three of us laughed so hard we cried.
"And you call that a prize? Hmph." I heard a familiar sinister voice. The laughter instantly died and I turned around.
"Alyssa. You're like a disgusting bug. I can stomp on you again and again, but your too dimwitted to realize your supposed to DIE." I stated in a rather uninterested tone. She started to retort, but laid eyes on my necklace.
"Now that's what I call a prize!" she reached out to grab it, touched it, and drew back in pain.
"Ahh!" she suckled her fingers in her mouth.
"Ow!" I touched the spot were the locket lay. It was so cold it burned, but it was warming up quickly.
"What in the bloody hell is that? A protection charm?" she hissed, recovering fast.
"If a person wearing the locket has their true love near them, it glows and turns hot if they feel the same. But when you touched it while she was wearing it, it turned black and turned colder than ice. It represents the hate you feel for each other, so it's really a product of your own emotions." Oliver said informatively with a smile.
"While she's wearing it, huh?" Alyssa grinned sickly.
"Oh, you want to see it? Here." Oliver snapped open the clip and handed it to her before I could do anything.
"Ollie!" I protested, but he shushed me. She looked it over carefully, holding it by the chain. She smiled with confidence.
"Haha...witch." She said before she put it on. "Pretty, no?" she looked at me, eyes glinting with victory. I scowled at her.
"Ollie...hey, what-"
"Shh, hold on Love." He whispered.
"And I-hey...ow...ow ow! OW! Mother- ah!" she screeched. She ripped off the necklace as fast as she could and threw it at me. It landed in my lap. I sat amazed at she waved her hands at her neck as if to cool down. Se had a heart-shaped blister boiling up at her neckline and she was holding back tears.
"Oh, I forgot to mention, it has a memory of its owner, and their feelings towards people." He shrugged. "Whoops." He added quietly.
By this time most of the dining hall was looking our way. She was clearly fuming.
"You...you dirty rotten little-"
"What? Girl? I'm sorry you're not me." Her eyes popped open and she turned red as a Weasley. She stepped up to me, looked me straight in the eye, and slapped me in the face. I sat, shocked, as she started to walk away.
"I cant help it that your jealous!" I called after her. "I hope every time you look at that mark, it reminds you of all the love you know you'll never have!" the main hall quieted and she stopped in her tracks. The teachers fidgeted in their seats, but she continued walking, well, storming out of the room.
The professors didn't seem to know what to do.
"Ten points from Gryffindor and Slytherin houses. Both for intentional harm on another student. Breakfast is over, hurry to class now." Mcgonagall announced. The two effected tables groaned and I looked around, still stunned.
"Thanks Oliver, for sticking up for me. That was devilishly clever." I smiled.
"I was, wasn't I?" he smiled back.
"Oh dear, not again." Fred sighed and shook his head. I laughed half-heartedly, gave Oliver a hug and a kiss, and went to class.
All I could think about was how I was going to get Alyssa back. I went through three classes in this state. Then, right before I got to lunch, I ran into Robyn.
"Sorry" I said thoughtlessly, not paying attention.
"No, I'm sorry Amy." I snapped to attention. "I shouldn't have treated you like that. I'm sorry I got jealous. I know you better than that, and I wanted to know if you'd forgive me." She said quietly and handed me a box with a bow.
"Oh, thank you Robyn." I whispered, tears welling in my eyes. I was so happy; I had my best friend back. I opened the box and found a framed muggle picture. It was of her, her parents, my father, my brother and me. I smiled at her and let the tears flow.
"I'm so glad your not mad at me anymore." I hugged her and she stroked my hair.
"You think you could get rid of me that easy? Psh, you should have known better than that." she attempted to lighten my spirits. "I'll sit with you today okay?" she offered.
"I'm sure no one would mind." I accepted, wiping my tears.
We came to where Oliver, Fred, George, and Lee were sitting. Oliver had only saved one seat, so I sat on his lap.
"Guys, this is my best friend Robyn, don't scare her off, k?" I smiled. She said hi and Fred looked at Oliver.
"You just can't get it right can you? Theres me AND George. That means we need two hot foreign chicks, not just one." He winked at Robyn and she blushed like mad. "I call dibs!" he shouted. George sighed in defeat.
"Lee? Me and you need to go women hunting, because were the only two left, and as I really dig your dreads, you're not really my type." Lee grinned.
"Oh ok." he said. He then lowered his voice, pretending to whisper, knowing that everyone could hear him. "So...no go for tonight? I thought we were supposed to have that hot steamy sex you were talking about." George acquired the same tone.
"No, that's still on. This is just out cover story." They both looked around nervously before busting out laughing. Oliver shook his head and smiled, and I nuzzled his neck.
The rest of the day went pretty well. Harry and Ron decided to play a game they called 'Aiming for Amy". They kept tackling me in the hallways until they got me thirteen times, and then hey dog piled me on the floor. We were all laughing hysterically until Snape found us and gave us all detention for the next week.
I went to bed cursing the world. Snape had made me rebottle skrewt juice and scrub his iron cauldron, which he had boiled something foul in till it was crusted to the sides. I had told him the smell was making me nauseous, and he gave me a bucket. I undressed angrily, ripped a brush through my hair, and climbed into bed, roughly throwing back the covers and getting in. Hermione knew I was angry, but decided attempted anyway.
"Goodnight. Happy thirteenth." She said cheerily.
"Night." I said with distaste. "Happy my rear end...friggin...gah." I tossed and turned for about an hour before relaxing enough to get some sleep. I had decided that I knew what had caused all my problems today.
Alyssa.
And I'd make her pay.
I woke up and stretched, digging my paws into the bed, arching my back and swishing my sleek black tail in the air. I was surprised to find myself in the dorm room; I had been expecting to see my room back home (which was the usual setting for these dreams). I slinked out of bed, careful not to wake any of the girls. I was an animal on a mission. I swaggered through the hallways and leapt down the stairs. I wasn't exactly sure where the Slytherin dorms were, but then I caught a scent. It was sugary, and sweaty, and human. If I were being logical I would deduct that it was an overweight human youth from the level of hormones I was sensing. But I went straight from scent to Crabb or Goyle. I didn't need logic, I was on the hunt. I scaled the steps silently, muscles moving smooth as liquid. I followed the smell till I reached a portrait which happened to be sleeping.
"Mrow." I mewed at cutely as possible so she wouldn't be frightened. The woman stirred in her sleep.
"Professor Mcgonagall? What are you doing here?" she slurred in her sleepiness. "Oh well, it must be important, go on in." the picture slowly opened and I slid in. I heard it snoring before the door completely closed. My whiskers twitched and the smell was now overpowering. 'Dang those boys need a shower.' I thought, climbing the set of stairs that didn't reek of sweets and sweat. I bumped the door open with my nose, easing in silently. It's amazing what the abilities of animals allowed them to do. I could smell separate smells from each of the girls, I could sense the warmth from there bodies. Luckily the one I wanted was secluded off in the back corner by herself.' I'll show you a witch..." I thought. I pounced so lightly on her bed that she didn't even stir. I positioned my paws on the outside of her arms and legs, so I completely covered her, and she had no way of escaping if she were to try. I got about an inch from her face and waited, breathing my hot moist breath on her. She scrunched up her nose, and then opened her eyes. She looked at me sleepily, and her eyes grew to the size of tennis balls when I blinked at her. I saw her lips part slowly, and I placed a paw over her gaping mouth. I grinned, which probably looked like a terribly frightening growl (as all my teeth were bared) and gently leaned in...and licked her. Slowly and roughly, I licked the entire left side of her face. If her eyes got any bigger, I was convinced they would have popped. I lifted my paw and she sat frozen, staring at me. I leapt off the bed, and feeling her eyes on me, I displayed my awesome power and grace, padded a couple of paces, and looked back at her, licking my lips. When she saw that, she pressed herself against the bed as if held down by something extremely heavy. I laughed to myself and sauntered out the door. After I had exited the Slytherin tower, I burst into a run, just for the hell of it. I t only took about thirty seconds before I was bounding up the stairs to my own to my own dormitory. My muscled were worn and I was covered in a slick coat of glistening sweat. I crawled into my bed, snuggling into my pillow; I was extremely tired. It seems that I had just closed my eyes when my senses tingled and my skin crawled. I woke up to a scream echoing though the castle, and I suspected I knew just were it was coming from.
and thanks so much Noelle, I hadnt been sure what i was going to do with Alyssa, but you gave me an idea. I'll try to update quicker from now on, but dont hold me to it. :P