Just A Game- Chapter Three
Gifts
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Warning: Slash starts up now I think. Cussing. Sexual content… maybe.
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Lady Felton1: I like her that way. Maybe Ginny but my motto will always be watch out for the quiet ones. And I wouldn't say she's necessarily quiet but all people have their quirks and in my fic Hermione's just happens to be that.
AmazingSpork: Cruel Intentions rules! But I didn't get the idea from that. Hehe. Who's Amber Benson? Hehe. Okay. Thanks.
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Icy-Shadow: Yep the connection is pretty good. I like their 'arrangement'. Hehe. Just to let anyone know. I think they are just friends. No they will not fall in love.
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(Draco's POV)
'Phase one has begun…' I laugh eagerly as I watch the raven-haired boy pulls something out of his robe. That something being the first of many subtle advances I decide to make. The Weaselette stands no chance against my impeccable charm. I can see the surprised shock on his face as well as the confused one on his ever-present best friends face.
'That damned Weasel…'I have no problem with Ginny but Weasel. He's just so damned possessive. I can't conceive why he's always near Potter. Like right now. Standing over Potters shoulder reading the little note I've so painstakingly made. Well, maybe I ordered it but it still cost a very pretty penny. But the rose was all my idea. All mine. And he seems to like it.
I can just see his lips moving as he skims along the words. Which should be to the effect of…
This infatuation
Is more than I can take
This obsession
Is certainly half baked
You're the object of my desire
You hold my fascination
And I'll continue to admire
You're my devotion-An Admirer-
That's seriously what it says. What? Did I write it? What do you think? No? Of course I did. Surprises? I should think not. I've got a way with words. Haven't you notice the way my come backs seem to roll of my tongue? Well, that and I have an interest in poetry.
Feeling my works been done I pull my gaze away and turn around planning on walking off. But wait. What is this? I find myself staring at my reflection in impossibly wide silver eyes barely an inch away.
"What the bloody hell Lonny!" I sneer once I've realized who it is. Luna Lovegood.
She just continues to stare not backing down from my glare. "I have a secret Ferret."
'No way did Loony just call me ferret.' I push the girl aside lightly. I'm not that mean. I know she's fucked in the head."I don't care. Don't fucking call me ferret."
"That's not nice. If y-"
"Shove of Lonny. And don't follow me." I walk away from the delusional blonde.
(Harry's POV)
There's something in my pocket. I can fell my ribs heating up. I know there's something there but I know there's nothing in there. I just took a quill that was poking me out of the damn thing. There wasn't anything else there.
'Arg… It tickles.'
Figuring there just has to be something there I reach for it. My hand slips around something similar to paper and look it is paper. With beautiful gold writing on it. And what's this? A rose?
I'm trying to read it but Ron's hovering over my shoulder. He's not going to bug off so I guess I shouldn't tell him to. Though I'm getting a bit tired of his clinginess.
For a moment I stare at the sparkling gold letter and then I read them hurriedly.
This infatuation
Is more than I can take
This obsession
Is certainly half baked
You're the object of my desire
You hold my fascination
And I'll continue to admire
You're my devotion
-An Admirer-
"Oooo… seems like you've got an admirer Harry. Wonder who it is… Lavender maybe? Hm… or maybe even that girl in Ravenclaw. What's her name…"
I just stare at the other object in my hand. A white rose. Beautiful. And then it begins to shimmer. No, not shimmer. Its magic. The little golden sparks flutter about as it transforms into a very fragile looking glass rose. I stand by my awed word. Beautiful.
"Whoa! Nobody else knows how to do that but… the Slytherins. Harry, you're secret admirer is a Slytherin. You should get rid of it. It could be a prank. It-"
I'm getting really tired of his ranting, "I'm keeping it Ron. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it and I'm sure if there was I'd have some boils or something by now."
That shut him up. If a girl is crazy enough to write something like this about me. She must truly be infatuated. Big ego booster but kinda scary. But I still wonder, who could conjure something this beautiful? I put the items safely back in my pocket.
In the few days that passed after the glass rose incident there haven't been anymore. It seems my mysterious admirer has fallen off the planet. But since then I've been investigating.
Unfortunately with not one ounce of luck on my side. This girl is very stealthy. In all the classes I share with the Slytherins I haven't caught any of them eyeing me. Ron said only Slytherins could conjure up a rose like that. This is all getting to the point where I'm irritated as hell. And bloody curious.
And then out of the blue I find another 'gift' on my bed. How could a Slytherin get in my dorm? Maybe Ron's mistaken. Maybe this girl is in our house. Maybe. Too many maybes.
'How am I supposed to deal with whoever it is? What if I have no interest in her?'I pick up my new 'gift' and a piece of parchment falls out of the velvet bag. Another item also falls from within it. A golden ring. With a speck of a red jewel. Whoever it is has impeccable taste in the gift department. It's very pretty. I slip the ring onto my index finger where it fits perfectly.
A small tune starts to play. At first I think it's coming from my head but then I look down at my new ring and see the small red jewel glowing. And I realize the catch beat is coming from the ring. I find myself nodding to the hypnotic beat. And then it stops.
"Hey Harry. What's that?" Ron asks me at diner in the great hall.
"What's what?" I hide my now precious item behind my back.
It's too late. The red head catches my hand before I can do so, "What is this Harry?" He emphasis by pointing to the ring, "A new gift from your secret admirer?"
He laughs and I tell him to shove it. He just laughs some more catching a few others attentions to my great displeasure. "Aw… is wittle Harry potter embarrassed?"
"Shut up Ron." I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks.
He laughs again, "Oh come on Harry I'm just teasing you. So, did you find out who that secret admirer of yours is?"
The red heads rather loud question catches even more people's attention. I feel like the whole great hall is staring at me.
'Thanks Ron. Now we know what the gossip of the week'll be…'
I ignore his question taking my time looking around the room. It's gone a bit quiet like they're expecting me to say something. There's Ginny right across the table who seems to be holding in a laugh. Hermione doesn't seem to notice anything and is staring into the distance. Parvati and Lavender are almost falling over in their chairs trying to catch my answer. Draco Malfoy is eying me. Cho is subtly listening to our conversation….
Wait. Draco Malfoy is eying me? I turn back to study the blonde. He is eying me. Not glaring but looking at me with interest other then loathe. He does something that just totally throws me off guard. He winks at me. I almost fall out of my chair before I realize the whole of the great hall is awaiting an answer I don't think is their business.
"Ahem," And Dumbldore saves the day, "Since you have all already settled down I would like to take this opportunity to make an announcement. As you all know we have started a new tradition at Hogwarts. A masquerade ball."
Mummers circle throughout the hall breaking the deafening silence it was before.
"Silence. Music will be endowed to the Slytherin house, food by Hufflepuff and Décor by the Griffydor and Ravenclaw houses. Unfortunately for anyone in the fourth years and below, you will not have privy to this event unless invited by a fifth sixth or seventh year. It is scheduled to take place this weekend. Bear you mask and ball gowns, ladies and gentlemen, with great enthusiasm. That is all." He sits down letting chatter envelope the now noisy hall.
I look to where Draco was earlier but he's gone.
'It couldn't be him… could it? And why don't I find the idea repulsive?'
"That's your little plan then?"
"The plan has only begun Weaselette."
The red headed girl smirks, "But you haven't really come into actual contact with him have you?"
"That isn't the point. At least I've made progress. I haven't seen you make your move on Granger yet." The boy retorts.
"I'll have her before the end of the ball." The girl recovers quickly.
"Speaking of the ball my mistress. I would be delighted if you'd accompany me Miss Weasely." He bows for a humorous focus.
Ginny curtsies putting on her best giddy stuck up look, "Why, certainly Mister Malfoy."
"Good. Don't forget to make some progress now or I'll have this game in the bag." Draco smirks before adding, "You know how I love competition."
"Stuff it."
'Progress 'ey? I'll show you progress.' The girl thinks before walking off.
The boy's thoughts were on a somewhat different wavelength. 'I wonder what kind of mask I should get…'
As they go their separate ways the same deranged figure steps out of the shadows. "I tried to warn you Ferret. It's not my fault you wouldn't listen. Said such mean things to me, you did."
With that said the figure walks straight back into the great hall. Her shaded and slightly deranged facial expression changing to one of wonder and detachment.
Author's Note:
Bet you know who it is now. Hehe. This thing is short too. :( I wish I had more time on my hands. I think it would be longer. I think it all came out fairly well though. I think I should go work on Jealousy and Envy now. Hehe. Until next chappy!