Ok peoples, we took a long time writing this because I should never be left to my own devises around stupid people, especially with hot oil. I've been working a lot, and Lizard's been in school, which is where I'll be come next week. So, sorry if we start and stop on this, we haven't yet dropped off the end of the world, (and yes, there is one, how else do you explain were all the sea monsters go? grin). Enjoy! And thank you, thank you, thank you, and thank you to the four people who've reviewed. Even though I made you, it really helps our moral! Thankies again,
Blessed be thou,
We
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kindra stormed out of the teashop, furious and in tears. "How could he have said that??" she thought. She quickly ducked down a side alley and straightened herself. She was fuming. She was so preoccupied that she ran right into Ron, keeled over, hit the ground, and had stood back up ready to yell at whoever she'd knocked into before she realized who he was.
"Oh, it's you," she said, a little put off she couldn't yell.
"Kindra, you ok? You ran right into me, have you been crying?" Ron said, noticing the tear marks while shuffling around, picking up various sweets.
"No, I'm fine, just dandy," Kindra sarcastically said to the trio, two of whom she had only just noticed standing there. She wanted to be alone right now, but it seemed everything was going wrong today.
Hermione looked at Kindra as she helped Ron with the sweets. "You have been crying. What's wrong?"
Ron chimed in, grinning, "Did Malfoy punch you or something?"
"Basically, yes. Yes he did." Kindra replied, hurriedly wiping tears away with the inside of her cloak, which she realized was Draco's and took off, throwing it on the ground. Ron looked a bit taken aback, and quickly became somber.
Harry looked at Kindra, suddenly thoughtful. "You know, I heard a rumor that you and Malfoy were going out, and that looks an awful lot like his cloak." He looked at her suspiciously.
"Well, it ... is...." Kindra started. She hadn't wanted to tell them about Draco, simply because she didn't want them to think she was fraternizing with the enemy, or something. "Let's go get something to drink," she said, leading the way to the Three Broomsticks.
Draco walked out of the little teashop and headed back to the castle. "Why do girls have to be so confusing?" he thought. He walked all the way back to the common room alone. He reached the porthole, said the password, (pure blood), and entered.
He hadn't got 6 steps in the door when he heard someone crying. He looked up and there sitting on one of the couches with her head on her knees was pansy. He felt his heart drop. She really had cared for him and he had thought nothing more of her then a... a... play toy. He walked by her hoping to not bother her but she looked up and coughed slightly. Draco turned and faced her. "Hello," he said softly.
She wiped her eyes and answered, "Hi, where is your...." She choked out "girlfriend?"
"We had a fight." He frowned.
She raised her head a little bit more. "Really?" She seemed to cheer up almost instantly. "Do you want to talk about it?" she said, trying to hide her excitement.
"Sure, I guess," Draco answered. He walked over to her and sat down right next to her. She sat up straight and a look of fake concern crossed her face. She rested her hand on his knee. Draco looked down and looked back up. "Well, we went to that little teashop and we got in to a fight about, well, snogging and such. I said some stuff I guess I shouldn't have said and she got ruddy pissed at me."
"What kind of stuff did you say?" She leaned closer to him.
"Umm, well, it is kind of embarrassing to say." His checks reddened.
"You can tell me Drakkie." She smiled and batted her eyes. "Drakkie" had been her pet name for him. "I won't laugh, I promise."
He shrugged and sighed. "I told her that that when we were going out, you didn't care that we snogged in public and, well, did other things in public."
She giggled. "It is true though. I didn't care, but I guess she didn't like hearing that."
He frowned. "No, she got pissed, yelled, and then walked out, leaving me sitting there all by myself."
She sighed. "Well, maybe you weren't meant for each other. Drakkie, lets go sit in your room... so you can lay down and rest."
Draco stood up and stretched. "Yeah, I guess that sounds good."
Pansy stood up next to him and grabbed his hand "Come on silly." She drug him to the guy's dorms. They reached the guy's dorms and Draco sat down on his bed kicking off his shoes. Pansy sat at the end of the bed with her legs crossed in front of her. Draco lay back on the pillows and closed his eyes. He felt Pansy move but ignored it. He lay there for a few minutes thinking about what Kindra had said.
Kindra, Ron, Harry, and Hermione left the Three Broomsticks and headed back toward the castle. Kindra had told them everything, minus the details of what Draco and she had done in the teashop, as Ron had looked like he was either going to be sick or start a steam vent from his ears. Hermione had taken it in stride, and she and Harry had tried to comfort Kindra, while Ron just patted her oddly on the back every-so-often.
As they walked over the slushy grass, Harry tried to change the subject to Quidditch. He was trying to get Kindra into a lively conversation as to who would be winning the next match of Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, but all Kindra would do was shrug and sniff into her sleeve.
Kindra, freezing cold since she'd ditched Draco's robes, decided to see if she could get rid of her friends and finally be by herself. "Do you guys know what time it is?" she said.
Hermione looked at the sky then consulted a small band on her wrist. "It's almost dinner time."
"Oh, then I'm going to see if I can get myself cleaned and warmed up. I'll see you guys at dinner?" Kindra asked.
"See ya then," Ron said.
Harry chimed in with a "Hope you feel better then."
Hermione looked worriedly at Kindra, then hugged her, and said "You don't have to sit with the Slytherins at dinner, you could sit with us."
Kindra just shook her head and retreated towards the Slytherin common room. When she got there, she went straight through, not looking at anybody. She reached her room and collapsed onto her bed, crying silently.
Draco was lying there for a few more minutes, when he felt someone sit on his lap. Remembering that Pansy was the only other person in the room. He opened his eyes. "Why are you sitting on me?" He tried to sit up but she pushed him back down.
"Draco, you and I are made for each other. Why can't you see that?" She smirked and put her hands on the pillow on either side of his head.
"We aren't meant for each other." He frowned and tired to sit up again. When he did she leaned in and kissed him. He pulled away and stared at her, not knowing what to do. She kissed him again... and this time he let her. He didn't pull away or push her off. He just let her kiss him. The next thing he knew, she was half naked and all he had on were his boxers. "What am I doing?" he thought to himself as she was kissing his neck and chest "I want to be with Kindra." But he didn't stop Pansy when she started to take off his boxers. He just lay there enjoying the feeling of her mouth on him.
Kindra had been sprawled on her bed crying for longer then she'd like to admit when Millicent Bulstrode came into the room and saw Kindra prone on the bed. "Kindra, are you ok?" she asked.
Kindra looked up and saw who was now sitting on her bed. "Crud," she thought, "Just when I was almost cried out..." She said out loud, "Ye- no, not really, but there's nothing anyone can do. Not really."
Millicent looked sadly over at Kindra, gave her a kind of half-hug, and said, "You know I'll always be here for you, if you ever need me."
Kindra looked at her friend. Through all that they'd been through, Milly had always been there for her. From when she'd been told the truth about Father Christmas to when they found out that they were both bisexual, and then through the breakup, they'd stayed friends always.
It hurt to tell the story again, but Kindra thought she owed it to her. She repeated the entire story from the beginning, and at the end was sobbing into Millicent's robes. "I just don't know what to do, Milly, I mean, he just out rightly said he preferred Pansy to me. Right there, in front of everybody."
Millicent stroked Kindra's hair, trying to sooth her and calm her down. "He is a prick. If he thinks he likes Pansy more, I think he's either been hit with a befuddlement charm or he just doesn't deserve a girl like you. You really are something special. Don't let anyone ever make you forget that." Kindra felt so happy she had as good a friend as Millicent, and started calming down.
Kindra finally calmed down enough so she wasn't hiccupping anymore. Millicent laid her down on the bed and cuddled up beside her. Kindra fell asleep, feeling she was safe.
Later that night, Draco woke up wondering why he was on his bed with Pansy asleep in his arms. He didn't want to be with Pansy, he wanted to be with Kindra. He didn't know why he had just slept with Pansy when he really wanted to be laying on his bed with Kindra. He slowly lifted Pansy's head and laid her down next to him. He stood up and walked over to the pile of clothes on the floor. He sorted his clothes from Pansy's.
He placed his clothes on himself and headed for the only place he could think of at the moment. He walked out of the common room, not caring if got in trouble for being out past curfew. He sat down next to the lake and stared into the water.
How could he have been such a dick? He hadn't cared about Kindra's feelings, and then ran off and slept with the one female he had promised himself he would never sleep with again. He sighed and placed his head on his knees. No one could know that he had slept with Pansy. No one at all. He would go to her in the morning and talk to her about it. He sat there for a good three hours wondering why he had done the thing he'd done.
Draco got up and stretched his legs out. He had been sitting there for so long he had almost falling asleep. He went back to the Slytherin common room, and went to wake up Pansy and tell her what he had thought about for the last 3 hours. He slowly walked back to the castle and up the steps to the common room.
He reached the common room door and went in side. He walked up to the guy's dorms and opened his door. He had been expecting to see Pansy lying there asleep on his bed, but she was gone. She must have woken up and gone back to her room. "Damn it," he said to himself. He couldn't go up to the girl's dorms... He would have to wait till the morning. He walked over to his bed and passed out with his clothes still on.