I apologize for the lack of postage. Choir has commandeered my third period
spare in which I usually do my writing, and on the weekends I'm either too
drunk or too lazy. Special thanks to my faithful reviewers! Without you I
would feel absolutely NO motivation!
An amazing coincidence! Through some random twist of events, I ended up singing Mandy Moore's Only Hope in front of my entire school for winter lit. For those who don't know what that is, it's a school talent competition that was on Friday, December 20th. I had to sing for about 1000 people.
anyways... on to chapter eight!
The next day came uncomfortably and cold. The thin blanket Tabitha had sacrificed had definitely NOT achieved its intended purpose. She shuddered awake around seven. Everyone was already at breakfast, and the dormitories were cricket-quiet. There was no hurry for her and Tabitha, since participants in the talent show traditionally got the day off of classes to prepare.
Since they were already practiced, and the show wasn't until supper, they had the day to do nothing. So they decided to be girly. Going back to Nicole's, thankfully, deserted room, they both put on bathing suits and filled the enormous tub with water. Tabitha put some magical bubbles into the water, and they had a great time with facials and manicures and the whole nine yards. They even body-waxed. Feeling sinfully smooth and sexy, Nicole pulled out an old issue of Toronto: Fashion from August. She oggled at how pretty Britney Spears looked on the cover. It was Tab who suggested a make over. "What a great idea!" Nicole cheered. They cut out the picture of Britney and taped it to the bathroom mirror. Tab ran back to her room to get something, (she wouldn't say what) while Nicole ran to her dresser and shot up, and dug through her things for a dress. She pulled out a beautiful BEBE dress, and threw it onto the bed. Her cat, which was startled awake by the rustling of the dress, mewed impatiently. She carefully selected her underwear, as every girl knows it's at the core of feeling sexy.
Tab came running in, and paused to admire the outfit, then handed Nicole a box of platinum blonde hair dye. Nicole gave her a quizzical look. "What? You didn't think it was natural did you?" Tab laughed. Nicole sat back and let herself be pampered. Her hair came out stunning, and she looked fantastic. There were no pink streaks to be seen. Tab was a pro. Now for the cut. Tab grabbed a pair of scissors and painted her wand first at the scissors and then at the cut out of Britney on the mirror, and finally at Nicole. The scissors set to work immediately. Looking in the mirror as tiny slivers of hair fell to the ground, Nicole smiled. She was already starting to look great. The hair dryer started, and her hair was dry in minutes. It looked beautiful, and shimmered in the overhead lights. Tab stood back to admire her work.
It was time for the dress. Black, and so low cut it came with its own bra, it was Nicole's favourite clubbing dress. A black rose adorned the left shoulder strap, with blood red feathers sprouted out of the back of the large flower. The cut came down to a V, just above her middle ribs, and the black bra was adorned with little red roses. She decided on a pair of knee high lace up boots with stiletto heels, to contrast the flare skirt that ended at her calves. Tabitha applauded at her appearance. She had dug through Nicole's things as well, and found a black dress with silver accents. Asking if Tab wanted something fancier, Tab just shook her head; people wouldn't see her anyway, she would be behind the piano. Ditching her lip ring and eyebrow barbell, the only piercing she left on her face was a shimmering diamond nose stud. Her ears kept the top ring and the bottom two holes. The silver rings were replaced with black and silver dangly earrings, and she adorned a matching necklace that sat at her collar bone. Her makeup was a task on it's own. Tab sat her down in a chair. They needed something dramatic, so fake eyelashes were a must. This followed with slick black eyeliner, so her violet eyes looked so vivid they were startling. She looked fantastic. Tab quickly did her hair, and they were ready for their final practice. Nicole was nervous, but the practice calmed her nerves. She doubted people would recognize her anyway. Her outfit was muggle, but no one could deny that it was beautiful.
While she was waiting for supper to come, she expertly painted her nails black with little red roses, matching her dress. Finally it was time to go. A house elf came and got them. A stage with curtains had been erected where the teachers usually sat at the front of the great hall. The teachers were seated near the very front, among students. They were the third act. Before them, Neville juggled frogs, and Hermione recited a poem. She smiled as she walked off stage. "Let's see you do better than that!" she smirked. Little did she know...
The sleek grand piano that had been transported downstairs from the balcony was magically pushed onstage. The audience was silent. Nicole's heart was pounding. Tabitha walked onstage and sat down at the piano, and The Slytherin table cheered. Nicole hesitantly emerged from the safe curtains and walked to center stage. She could hear gasps from the audience. They didn't recognize her. She couldn't blame them. She barely recognized herself. Tabitha started the intro. Nicole's cue came and she started to sing. "There's a song that's inside of my soul.." She tried to blank the audience out, but all she could see was faces. She tried not to look for Draco. The song was taking so long! It seemed like Tabitha was playing ten times slower than she had been in practice. Finally she hummed the last bar. There was no sound, and that sound alone was the loudest sound imaginable. Her eardrums felt like they were under enormous pressure. She was dizzy.
The audience exploded into applause, the Slytherin's the most enthusiastic. There was a loud screeching of chairs, and they received a standing ovation. Tab and Nicole bowed and took off backstage. Hermione was standing with her arms crossed, glaring at the two of them poisonously.
Before Nicole could taunt her, Draco sided up beside her. "That was amazing." he muttered. Somehow it didn't sound like a compliment to her. He grabbed her by the arm and she was dragged back to the Slytherin table. Tab didn't seem to notice her reluctance to go with him, and joined them, humming softly. They sat down and ate, but Nicole just pushed her food around. 'Please let me get through this.' she thought sadly. Somehow she made it through dinner, and back to her dorm. It was late and Draco's staggered breathing indicated that he was still awake. She hesitantly called out, "Draco?" "Yeah?" was his tired reply.
"Do you know where I can contact Voldemort?" Already guessing her intentions, he smiled in the dark. "Why of course." Said too smoothly. A shiver went up her spine. Ignoring it, she sighed, "great." Thus ended one of the longest conversations they had ever had without yelling at each other, and Nicole drifted off to sleep.
An amazing coincidence! Through some random twist of events, I ended up singing Mandy Moore's Only Hope in front of my entire school for winter lit. For those who don't know what that is, it's a school talent competition that was on Friday, December 20th. I had to sing for about 1000 people.
anyways... on to chapter eight!
The next day came uncomfortably and cold. The thin blanket Tabitha had sacrificed had definitely NOT achieved its intended purpose. She shuddered awake around seven. Everyone was already at breakfast, and the dormitories were cricket-quiet. There was no hurry for her and Tabitha, since participants in the talent show traditionally got the day off of classes to prepare.
Since they were already practiced, and the show wasn't until supper, they had the day to do nothing. So they decided to be girly. Going back to Nicole's, thankfully, deserted room, they both put on bathing suits and filled the enormous tub with water. Tabitha put some magical bubbles into the water, and they had a great time with facials and manicures and the whole nine yards. They even body-waxed. Feeling sinfully smooth and sexy, Nicole pulled out an old issue of Toronto: Fashion from August. She oggled at how pretty Britney Spears looked on the cover. It was Tab who suggested a make over. "What a great idea!" Nicole cheered. They cut out the picture of Britney and taped it to the bathroom mirror. Tab ran back to her room to get something, (she wouldn't say what) while Nicole ran to her dresser and shot up, and dug through her things for a dress. She pulled out a beautiful BEBE dress, and threw it onto the bed. Her cat, which was startled awake by the rustling of the dress, mewed impatiently. She carefully selected her underwear, as every girl knows it's at the core of feeling sexy.
Tab came running in, and paused to admire the outfit, then handed Nicole a box of platinum blonde hair dye. Nicole gave her a quizzical look. "What? You didn't think it was natural did you?" Tab laughed. Nicole sat back and let herself be pampered. Her hair came out stunning, and she looked fantastic. There were no pink streaks to be seen. Tab was a pro. Now for the cut. Tab grabbed a pair of scissors and painted her wand first at the scissors and then at the cut out of Britney on the mirror, and finally at Nicole. The scissors set to work immediately. Looking in the mirror as tiny slivers of hair fell to the ground, Nicole smiled. She was already starting to look great. The hair dryer started, and her hair was dry in minutes. It looked beautiful, and shimmered in the overhead lights. Tab stood back to admire her work.
It was time for the dress. Black, and so low cut it came with its own bra, it was Nicole's favourite clubbing dress. A black rose adorned the left shoulder strap, with blood red feathers sprouted out of the back of the large flower. The cut came down to a V, just above her middle ribs, and the black bra was adorned with little red roses. She decided on a pair of knee high lace up boots with stiletto heels, to contrast the flare skirt that ended at her calves. Tabitha applauded at her appearance. She had dug through Nicole's things as well, and found a black dress with silver accents. Asking if Tab wanted something fancier, Tab just shook her head; people wouldn't see her anyway, she would be behind the piano. Ditching her lip ring and eyebrow barbell, the only piercing she left on her face was a shimmering diamond nose stud. Her ears kept the top ring and the bottom two holes. The silver rings were replaced with black and silver dangly earrings, and she adorned a matching necklace that sat at her collar bone. Her makeup was a task on it's own. Tab sat her down in a chair. They needed something dramatic, so fake eyelashes were a must. This followed with slick black eyeliner, so her violet eyes looked so vivid they were startling. She looked fantastic. Tab quickly did her hair, and they were ready for their final practice. Nicole was nervous, but the practice calmed her nerves. She doubted people would recognize her anyway. Her outfit was muggle, but no one could deny that it was beautiful.
While she was waiting for supper to come, she expertly painted her nails black with little red roses, matching her dress. Finally it was time to go. A house elf came and got them. A stage with curtains had been erected where the teachers usually sat at the front of the great hall. The teachers were seated near the very front, among students. They were the third act. Before them, Neville juggled frogs, and Hermione recited a poem. She smiled as she walked off stage. "Let's see you do better than that!" she smirked. Little did she know...
The sleek grand piano that had been transported downstairs from the balcony was magically pushed onstage. The audience was silent. Nicole's heart was pounding. Tabitha walked onstage and sat down at the piano, and The Slytherin table cheered. Nicole hesitantly emerged from the safe curtains and walked to center stage. She could hear gasps from the audience. They didn't recognize her. She couldn't blame them. She barely recognized herself. Tabitha started the intro. Nicole's cue came and she started to sing. "There's a song that's inside of my soul.." She tried to blank the audience out, but all she could see was faces. She tried not to look for Draco. The song was taking so long! It seemed like Tabitha was playing ten times slower than she had been in practice. Finally she hummed the last bar. There was no sound, and that sound alone was the loudest sound imaginable. Her eardrums felt like they were under enormous pressure. She was dizzy.
The audience exploded into applause, the Slytherin's the most enthusiastic. There was a loud screeching of chairs, and they received a standing ovation. Tab and Nicole bowed and took off backstage. Hermione was standing with her arms crossed, glaring at the two of them poisonously.
Before Nicole could taunt her, Draco sided up beside her. "That was amazing." he muttered. Somehow it didn't sound like a compliment to her. He grabbed her by the arm and she was dragged back to the Slytherin table. Tab didn't seem to notice her reluctance to go with him, and joined them, humming softly. They sat down and ate, but Nicole just pushed her food around. 'Please let me get through this.' she thought sadly. Somehow she made it through dinner, and back to her dorm. It was late and Draco's staggered breathing indicated that he was still awake. She hesitantly called out, "Draco?" "Yeah?" was his tired reply.
"Do you know where I can contact Voldemort?" Already guessing her intentions, he smiled in the dark. "Why of course." Said too smoothly. A shiver went up her spine. Ignoring it, she sighed, "great." Thus ended one of the longest conversations they had ever had without yelling at each other, and Nicole drifted off to sleep.