Well, this chapter is introducing the OC of that I stupidly forgot to put in the second chapter. DOUH!
Title: And the Beat Goes On
Main Characters: Draco, Vasae, and some Lucius, (and some HP characters)
Summary: Two connected dark secrets one person involved and the beat goes on...D/OC
Rated R for adult situations.
Chapter 3 He's still staring...
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During the ride, Draco watched his friends slowly drift to sleep one by one, before he pulled out his black journal he kept hidden for so long.
He hardly ever wrote in it and when he did, it was something very important. He was shaken being the Head Boy as much as he did not want to admit. Afraid that the very thing he earned he would lose and his selfish father would eat him away with guilt if he did.
Fingers moved across the white fresh sheets of paper. He was determined to write but he did not know where to start. Finally staring at the same page for five quiet moments, he gave it a rest.
Crabbe was the first to wake and to notice that they were getting close. A wide elegant lake shimmered under the blue mid-night night. People were already getting off the train. Crabbe gave Goyle a rough shake and Goyle grimaced at his rude awakening.
"Wake up," said Crabbe retrieving his bags. Montague woke up with a smile on his face. Draco was going to ask what he was smiling about but thought better and began to get his luggage as well.
Draco stood and grabbed his carry on bag. He looked back to where he was sitting and turned away finally accepting his mysterious year. He placed his black book in his pocket of his robe and stepped outside the train.
The cold wind from outside brought Draco back from his senses. He had a good laugh on the train with his friends and hoped there were many of them to come.
"Draco do you have all your bags unloaded?" asked Montague getting his things.
"Yeah." Draco sighed as he walked away to get loaded on a boat. Hagrid was getting all the first years ready. Most were frightened and somewhere amazed at how big of a man he was.
Among the crowd Draco noticed a girl around his age. She looked at him, and slowly walked with the first years. Catching up with Crabbe and Goyle who were getting a boat with Montague he thought about the mysterious girl.
When he entered the Great Hall he noticed that not a thing had changed. The Hall still smelled sweet of lavender and the ceiling was once again enchanted to make it look like the midnight stars were invited to the Sorting Hat ceremony.
Draco joined up at the Slytherin table where Pansky was glancing at him ever so often. Sheila smiled at his welcome and Marcus nodded at him. He took a seat right between Marcus and Montague who were currently staring in the opposite direction of Draco.
Draco turned around at what they were looking at. It was she again. Montague was sizing her up and Draco chuckled.
"She didn't even get sorted yet, god, Monty," mumbled Draco. Montague smiled and began re-fixing his bow tie.
"Yeah, I know."
"What if she's a Gryffindor-"
"What's wrong with Gryffindors?" said Montague in defense.
Marcus narrowed his eyes. "Whose side are you on? What, are fucking a Gryffindor chick, Montague?"
Montague locked eyes with Draco and then met them up with Angelina's wondering gaze. He smirked at her and she smiled back. Marcus followed his gaze. There was a pause.
"Shit. I spoke to soon," mumbled Marcus drifting his gaze away from Draco and Montague to Dumbledore who was getting the sorting ceremony started. Draco laughed a little and turned his attention on the Headmaster.
The old' Sorting Hat did the new song for the year and shortly first years were being called up onto the stage.
"Alan, Kim," read Professor Mc.Gonagall who called the first name off the list. The little girl made her way up to the stage. The hat was placed on her head and there was a moment of silence.
"Hufflepuff!"
The Hufflepuff house cheered and Kim smiled sweetly. This arrangement continued until the last first year was sorted into Ravenclaw. Zanius, Gregor was his name. Draco felt like he was the only one who noticed that the mysterious girl was never called to the stage.
He decides to keep to himself on this one. Draco stared up from his empty plate of food to be stared down by a pair of brown eyes. Pansky had been staring at him for the whole ceremony and as much as he tried to ignore it all he couldn't and it was bothersome.
Pansky smiled sweetly and looked down at her food. He had to admit she was looking better over the years.
Her greasy dull, black hair was now cut in layers and she grew curves in all the right places. Draco was still shocked that she changed so much and he wasn't only one who notice. He caught Montague shooting a few glances and what ever Montague eyed it was sure candy to his greedy appetite.
Draco smiled back at Pansky and sipped his pumpkin juice. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His throat was getting dry and his pants where getting tight around his 'region.' Draco stood and excused himself from the table and counted to three. It was then after the three that Pansky joined him to his surprise.
They were alone....
Pansky pulled her black hair out of her face and moved in to kiss Draco who was hesitant at first and then he gave in slowly but gradually he kissed her passionately. She moved her hands round his neck and ran her slim fingers through his shoulder length platinum blonde hair that tickled his collarbone. Draco moved his hands down her back and to her ass groping it softly.
Draco smiled against her lips and She pushed away from him roughly. He was surprised at first and then she slapped him.
SMACK
Wait, what did he do wrong?
Nothing....
Pansky smiled and began to kiss him again. He was confused and was wondering what he was getting himself into. Draco kissed her back and then he finally pushed away from her.
"Why'd you slap me?" he asked puzzled.
Pansky laughed and grabbed him by the collar. "Because I like it rough."
Draco eyes got slightly big and then she pressed her lips against his. He struggled to stay a foot being that Pansky was holding him down. Finally Draco pushed away from her. This time she was confused. Draco stared at the floor. He was out of breath and his hair was out of place.
A small smile crept upon Pansky's lips and with that she turned and left Draco in the empty corridor feeling very confused.
Well, I can't possibly have sex with her.
Draco slouched on the floor. He held his legs to his chest and stared down at the floor. What was that all about?
Soft taps echoed through out the hall. Draco looked up and searched around. They were getting closer. He stood and reached inside his pocket for his wand. It was missing and so was his journal. Draco stood his ground and waited.
It was the girl he saw later on today. Her pace was rhythmic and low. She saw Draco and tucked her brown hair behind her ears. She looked his way and he froze. Draco looked down towards the floor her hazel eyes were piercing. She paused in her steps and turned towards Draco.
She reached in her robes and pulled out a black book. Draco's gray eyes grew suspicious but she looked up and he knew she didn't steal it. She slipped the book to Draco who snatched it out of her small hands. He smoothed his hands though out the book and looked up to her for an explanation.
"I didn't steal it. You dropped it and I decide to give it back." Her voice was harsh and her eyes were glaring at him angrily. She began to walk away, "If it helps you sleep, I did not read a thing you wrote in your diary-"
"It's a journal."
"Right."
She exited the hall and she headed towards the Slytherin Common room. Draco held his book for a few moments and decided that he needed to go to the Slytherin Common room as well. He was not finished with his little chat with her.
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"Pure-Blood," Draco spoke to the Fat Lady portrait picture for the password. The portrait door swung open and he entered the Slytherin common room. It was empty now but it would be full soon after dinner was done. Besides Crabbe and Goyle would be looking for him.
He looked around the room for any sign of the girl. It was dark and the only light was from the fireplace that cast a dark shadow around the corners of the room. The fire began to die down as he walked closer to the fireplace. He turned around and there she stood.
Her hair covered her face and in the moonlight it looked a deep black . She was reading a book that he read before. Draco stared at her and swallowed down the nervous lump in his throat. Then, feeling if she was being watched, she folded her page and looked up to him.
They stood silently staring at one another and it was hard for her to not look away. He was handsome-defiantly a usage to his part, and his gray eyes looked silver much like his hair that was covering them.
But she couldn't have him not that the can't it was just that he was trouble and that is what caused her to be here in the first place. She looked down back to her book and began to read again.
He's still staring…
She mentally smiled. She was going to try not to.
"If you're just going to stare me down while I'm here, at least sit." Her voice was cold much like his and this made Draco smirk.
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