Boys question Mione...unusually snappy....thinking about Robbie....ends up
dreaming abt the eyes...seem strangely familiar....realize they were Malfoy's
eyes....bump into Pansy at Borgins, and befriends her.
'Mione, what took you so long?' Harry demanded, the minute Mione entered the room.
He prodded one of his knights forward, to viciously attack Ron's bishop.
'Nothing,' Mione said, absently. Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows, but she didn't notice.
'Um, are you sure?' Ron asked.
Mione whirled around to face him. Her cheeks were red, and her hair messy. Her eyes were ablaze with fire.
'yes, I am sure!' she shrieked. 'God, can I not take two steps without you two getting off my backs?'
'We just care about you, Mione,' Ron said, in a hurt voice.
'Well, just back off a little bit!' Mione yelled. She stormed out of the common room, and slammed the door of her bedroom shut. When she got there, she flung herself onto the bed, and wept away all her anger and frustration.
She couldn't take it anymore...she was still desperately in love with Robbie...she didn't want to leave him...her whole life had changed over the summer, and she wasn't able to fit into this new life.
The boys ( specially Ron's) over protectiveness she had always put up with it, and at times even enjoyed, when they stood up for her against that great prat Malfoy.
She layed her head down against the pillow, and felt the cool fabric soothe her hot, tear stained cheek. She shut her eyes, and immediately an image of beaituful, silvery-gray eyes came to her mind. She felt his hand on hers, his thumb gently stroking her wrist even now. She fel the way he used to stroke her cheek, and tell her he loved her. She remembered how when he used it kiss her, she would see stars and dazzle all over the place.
She didn't want to give him up, yet...
Slowly, she began to drift into an uneasy sleep, haunted with pain and visions...she saw two dark pools of gray, and the long lashes that surrounded them, an her hear gave another cry.
She didn't even know it was possible to feel so much pain.thp silvery-gray pools deepened, and the face behind them faded. Instead, a different face came kicking in. A pale face, a pointed chin that had smoothened out to a strong, dependable one, flawless white skin, a straight nose, and thin lips...platinum blonde hair, that wasn't gelled back, but hung around his eyes.
Her eyes flew open, and she jerked awake. She was gasping for breath.
She had found Robbie, in someone she never knew had a fibre of niceness in him
An- sry guys this chap is so short, and for the gap. I promise you the next one will be better.
'Mione, what took you so long?' Harry demanded, the minute Mione entered the room.
He prodded one of his knights forward, to viciously attack Ron's bishop.
'Nothing,' Mione said, absently. Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows, but she didn't notice.
'Um, are you sure?' Ron asked.
Mione whirled around to face him. Her cheeks were red, and her hair messy. Her eyes were ablaze with fire.
'yes, I am sure!' she shrieked. 'God, can I not take two steps without you two getting off my backs?'
'We just care about you, Mione,' Ron said, in a hurt voice.
'Well, just back off a little bit!' Mione yelled. She stormed out of the common room, and slammed the door of her bedroom shut. When she got there, she flung herself onto the bed, and wept away all her anger and frustration.
She couldn't take it anymore...she was still desperately in love with Robbie...she didn't want to leave him...her whole life had changed over the summer, and she wasn't able to fit into this new life.
The boys ( specially Ron's) over protectiveness she had always put up with it, and at times even enjoyed, when they stood up for her against that great prat Malfoy.
She layed her head down against the pillow, and felt the cool fabric soothe her hot, tear stained cheek. She shut her eyes, and immediately an image of beaituful, silvery-gray eyes came to her mind. She felt his hand on hers, his thumb gently stroking her wrist even now. She fel the way he used to stroke her cheek, and tell her he loved her. She remembered how when he used it kiss her, she would see stars and dazzle all over the place.
She didn't want to give him up, yet...
Slowly, she began to drift into an uneasy sleep, haunted with pain and visions...she saw two dark pools of gray, and the long lashes that surrounded them, an her hear gave another cry.
She didn't even know it was possible to feel so much pain.thp silvery-gray pools deepened, and the face behind them faded. Instead, a different face came kicking in. A pale face, a pointed chin that had smoothened out to a strong, dependable one, flawless white skin, a straight nose, and thin lips...platinum blonde hair, that wasn't gelled back, but hung around his eyes.
Her eyes flew open, and she jerked awake. She was gasping for breath.
She had found Robbie, in someone she never knew had a fibre of niceness in him
An- sry guys this chap is so short, and for the gap. I promise you the next one will be better.