Hey all welcome to the fourth chapter of 'The Poet Sings'. Aren't you all excited? I'm so happy to get this all going and I know that you'll all love it! I have figured out how this story should finish and I must say that I'm very proud! But don't expect me to do much for a little while. I'm in a new play and tomorrow is our homecoming dance! I am so excited to go! My dress is PURPLE! Okay, I don't think that you understand…my dress is purple! Isn't that awesome? Of course, it can't be perfect because I have a bit of a cold, but I'll get over it! Okay, let's get this thing rolling!
She's somewhere and I hear her sing,
Her words in timeless melody:
Violet and Draco made their way arm and arm down the halls of Kensington Palace. Violet had her fan covering her face as Draco escorted her through the halls trying to find the ballroom where the Queen was to be crowned.
"We had better hurry," Violet whispered behind her fan. "Who knows what might happen if we don't find these people before Princess Victoria is crowned Queen." Draco nibbled on his lower lip and looked down the halls. Kensington palace seemed far too big for anyone to try and find their way around. Violet quickly pulled out her wand and apperated a map of the palace. She scanned it over and pointed to one end of the map.
"There it is!" she exclaimed. Draco nodded and they were off down to the left hall. They soon heard the mummers of crowds in the ballroom. But suddenly, they heard the rumble of voices from the door to their left. Violet stopped dead in her tracks and she slowly approached the door while pressing her ear up to it. She motioned for Draco to follow her and he as well pressed his ear up to the door.
"Who are they?" he whispered. Violet hit him in the stomach to make him shut up. He quickly got the message and continued to listen in on the conversation.
"I think that's them," she whispered pulling back slightly from the door and slowly pulling out her wand. "And if it's not them, I hope that you're ready to explain what we're actually doing." Draco looked up and down the hall with worry in his eyes. Violet smirked at him.
"What? Is Draco Malfoy afraid of a few witches that could blow our brains out?" she asked in a slightly mocking tone of voice. Draco snorted.
"M-me? S-scared of a f-few old betties? H-hardly…" Violet rolled her eyes and steadied herself on the marble floors. Draco quickly pulled out his wand and got ready for whatever came at him. Violet suddenly kicked down the door to reveal two people hunched over a cauldron that was a glowing green. As soon as the doors hit the marble floors, the hunched pair turned around with wide eyes. A wide smirk had formed on her face.
"Katharine? Dawning? You two are under arrest by order of the Ministry for trying to overthrow the English crown." The two witches both hissed as a spell from Violet's wand shot out to hit their feet. A sort of cage formed around them and they instantly disappeared. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Where did they go?" he asked bewildered. Violet smirked and tucked her wand away.
"They've been sent away to the Ministry for questioning and such." Draco nodded and also put away his wand. Violet let out a little sigh.
"So, now what do you want to do?" she asked. Draco shrugged his shoulders. Violet thought for a moment before walking out of the room and waiting outside the main doors to the ballroom.
"Would you like to go off and enjoy the party for a little while?" she asked. Draco nodded and went up next to her and offered her his arm. She happily took it with a little giggle as he pushed open the door to crowds of people. In the center of the room stood the newly crowned Queen of England, Victoria.
The night came and went for Draco and Violet and, in Draco's opinion, it passed far too quickly. Draco was even given the chance to meet the once great Queen Victoria with Violet at his side. Draco had never realized that she was a rather young girl when she took the throne. She may not have been as young as Violet, but she still appeared to have not yet hit her twenties. But, as muggles and wizards all know, all good things must come to an end. They returned home that night with wide smiles on their faces and sleep in their eyes. Violet escorted Draco to his room and left him there to sleep. When he awoke the next morning, he was still in his uniform and hat from the night before. He smiled at the memory and quickly adorned his weekend wear that included a black muscle shirt with low-rise jeans and a studded belt. He had his hair slicked back as usual and finally determined that he was fit to see the outside world. He strolled down the halls to see many students already up and about in jeans and tee shirts or skirts that they were not required to wear. It was a little strange to see his fellow students dressed like normal people. Draco was used to seeing everybody in their school uniforms prancing around with books tucked under their arms. Draco quickly spotted his group of cronies and joined their laughing. Pansy quickly smiled in his direction. Draco mentally groaned as he saw what she was wearing. She had a black pleated skirt that went up past half of her thighs. It clung to her low midriff along with a ruby red tank top and a black netting covered it but not by much. Her pale legs went into a clunky pair of black combat boots.
"Hello Draco. I hope that you slept well," she said with a coy smile on her face while slightly sticking out her chest to try and get noticed. Draco continued to stare at her face avoiding her breasts.
"Actually, I didn't sleep much at all." Pansy's smirk widened.
"You were thinking and of me, I presume?" Pansy said tossing back her short, black hair. Draco simply shook his head.
"Nothing of the sort," he muttered. The smile from Pansy's face dropped to the floor. "I was actually at a party with a dear new friend of mine." Pansy's smirk somewhat returned.
"Really?" she asked. "Perhaps you should introduce me to him, I could always use a new 'friend' around." Draco let out a heavy sigh.
"It wasn't a guy, I was with Vi…Ruby." A growl emitted from Pansy's chest and she suddenly turned away from Draco. She quickly marched down the hall with her boots clanking all the way down the hall. Draco stuck his hands into his pockets and walked away from Crabbe and Goyle. He didn't much feel like being the smart one in a conversation. Draco found himself wandering around the halls possibly looking for Violet…that fact her really wasn't sure of. He found himself in the guest corridors where Violet was bound to be staying. Draco was shocked to see Violet standing in the hall as if waiting for him to travel down it.
"Hey!" he said with a relieved smile coming onto his face. Violet hopped down the hall and landed right in front of him.
"Hey yourself!" she replied happily. Draco smirked and took a quick once over of Violet. Today, she wore a white hello kitty tank top with a pair of bright blue hip hugger jeans. She was showing off her blue rhinestone belly ring with great pride as her leaned forward slightly. Her long hair was pulled up into a messy bun with some dangly pink flowered earrings. She looked unbelievablysexy at the moment with the wide smile on her face. Draco smirked slightly.
"Last night was fun," he said running his hands through his hair. Violet nodded. "We should do that again some time." He said. Violet's smirk widened.
"How about tonight?" she asked. Draco shrugged his shoulders and shifted his weight onto his other foot. A smirk appeared on Violet's face.
"We're going to be going to India…" she tempted him slightly bouncing on her heels. Draco smirked.
"And what awaits us in India?" Violet grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hall. The left door on the end is where she pulled him. Draco looked around his new surroundings with wide and curious eyes. Violet's room was…well, violet. They walls were a light purple with silver drapes and furniture. Her bedspread was metallic silver with violet flowers sewn in. She had soft, white carpets. Violet instantly sat down on her bed. She pulled out a piece of parchment with her fancy cursive on it. Draco stared down at it.
"We're going to help Empress Mumtaz Mahal with her mother in law, Nur Mahal. She's trying to curse a rather large jewel called the Koh-i-Nor diamond. With her is a witch from our time that's helping her. They two of them want to try and take over the Indian court." Draco quickly nodded and sat down next to Violet. She handed him the parchment as he looked over the exact details of the case. He scanned it over quickly.
"Isn't this going to be sort of hard?" he asked looking up at her. Violet cocked an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" she asked. Draco leaned back on Violet's bed.
"If you haven't noticed, we're not exactly Indian. How are we going to blend in?" he asked. Violet rolled her eyes and pulled out her wand.
"I'm going to have to give you a history lesson." She mumbled. "If you paid attention in History of Magic you would know that during the time of Empress Mumtaz Mahal and Nur Mahal, the West Indies Company was in India to do some trading with India. All we have to do is disguise ourselves as people from London and all will be well!" she exclaimed. Draco raised an eyebrow as Violet raised her wand above her head. A purple light began to glow at the tip and Violet was soon covered in the light. The light soon disappeared and revealed Violet to be in a rather lovely dress that people in old England wore. It was checkered in black and red with black lace around the neck. Draco was rather surprised at the size of the big skirt. It went at least five feet around her with large hoop skirts. Her hair was in a simple yet intricate bun at the base of her neck. It was twisted on the sides and came to the base of her neck in a huge bun. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"That's hot," he mumbled. Violet raised an eyebrow and pointed her wand at Draco. His eyes bulged as a yellow light shot out and hit Draco with a bit of force. He shot off of the bed and hit the wall with a loud thud. His head began to spin as Violet walked over to his side. She held out her hand to help him up. He grabbed it with a bit of anger. He saw the wide smile on her face.
"What on earth is so funny?" he asked regaining his balance on his feet. The smile on her face widened. Draco looked down at what he was wearing and let out a growl. He wore a tan suit with high pants and a white vest with a bright red tie. On top of his manicured head was a straw cap with a little red ribbon tied around it.
"What have you done to me?" he asked through gritted teeth. Violet chuckled.
"That's what people wore back then. Just go with me on this, okay?" she asked putting her wand onto her bed. Draco glared at her through narrowed eyes.
"You're just doing this to make me mad." He said. Violet shrugged her shoulders.
"Maybe, but we had better get going if we're going to do anything about this." Draco crossed his arms and continued to glare.
"I still say that you're doing this to make me mad," he mumbled. Violet rolled her eyes.
"Just pull out your wand so that we can get going." Draco let out a grunt but pulled out his wand out just the same. He pointed it into the air as Violet said her incantation.
"The task at hand causes me to be divine, help me travel through the throws of time."
That's all for today. I have to go and get ready for my homecoming tonight! I am so pumped to go and dance! Plus, I have a sub way sandwich waiting for me downstairs. There's really not much to say except that I would like you to push that little button and tell me if you did or didn't like my story. Do you realize how much that would mean to me? I would absolutely love it if you would just push the little button and tell me what you were thinking while you read the story. If you were thinking about cheese, then tell me that you were! Personally, I'm not one that really likes cheese, but that's no big deal. I only like it if it's melted over pizza or nachos. That reminds me, I'm really hungry right now! Okay, see you all later! Demon of the Wind