A/N- Thank you to the 1 PERSON that reviewed! (Hint hint wink wink!). And
sorry for the lack of updates. I have been sick with bronchitis and my
schedule was hectic (sp?)
Any who, ONWARD!
"You know, for never having learned this stuff before, you're good at it," Allie said. One of her big giggling smiles spread across her face. She laughed a little before bouncing back up from the stool. She turned back to her own cauldron, which was a shimmering blue.
Amy looked down at her own potion. It may not be the precise blue as that Hermonie kids cauldron, but it was a glittering turquoise. It was her first time making this type of growing potion and as Allison had said, she was catching on very fast. It had become apparent to her that in her years of running, she had missed some curriculum, but she still understood. She reached for her vile to fill it with her potion when Allie came sauntering back over to her.
"Need some help?" She asked with a smile, She took the vile from Amy hand and dipped it sloppily into the potion. It came back up dripping and over flowing. Allie took no notice as Hermonie began telling her how dangerous what she was doing. She wiped off the excess blue on her shirt and carried it up to Professor Snape. When Allie came back she smiled like nerd at something behind Amy.
"Draco, what a pleasure to see you! How's it going?" she cried in her geekiest voice she could muster. Amy turned to see him standing but a few inches from her. His white blonde hair was still slicked back, that same smirk doted his face. He slightly winced when she snorted, his perfect brow furrowing under her disgusting measures.
"Rather fine. I was wondering if I could show you my new owl tonight?" he said in a seductive tone. Amy felt that familiar sensation as he spoke, like ice creeping up her spine. She looked back at Allie, to see her with her finger in her nose and snorting again. She stifled a laugh in a heavy cough that made may people turn their heads in their direction.
"Uhhhh... I dunno.... I'd wuv to!" She said in a babyish tone. She put on the worlds worst kid smile and began to rock back and forth. Her finger found her way into her own hair and she stuck it in her mouth. Amy looked back at Draco. His one eyebrow was razed in a freaked out face. His eyes darted around to see if anyone was watching this terrible pick up line. His mouth hung slightly open, and even though it sounded like he was trying to say something, all that was heard was little cracks of his voice.
"Umm.... That's ok...Never mind," Draco said, still holding that face. He turned on his heel and walked away from them as fast as possible. He actually sped back over to Pansy Parkinson, the Slythren slut. ' Well at least he was a person he can always depend on,' she thought. Amy began to laugh and turned back to Allie.
"How can you do that? He was just being nice!" she said through a fit of giggles. Allie joined her in laughing, but not as hard. She sighed and smiled as her eyes traced his figure from the other side of the room.
"It's simple. Once your realize that almost every single girl in Hogwarts would like to end up in his bed- save those select few- you begin to notice that he gets whatever he wants every night because he is so damn pretty. Now I have learned this through watching this happen to certain girls. He doesn't actually even have a new owl; he just knows there is an empty classroom but 30 feet from the owlery. I'm not saying that I've been there or anything.... But still he doesn't need friends when he has every girl chasing after him," Allie said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Amy sat there for a few seconds, computing exactly what she had just said. She came back to her senses and realized Allie was telling her to move and get her stuff. There was a quick mad dash for her books and quills, and she and Amy headed back up to the Great Hall.
"You know, for never having learned this stuff before, you're good at it," Allie said. One of her big giggling smiles spread across her face. She laughed a little before bouncing back up from the stool. She turned back to her own cauldron, which was a shimmering blue.
Amy looked down at her own potion. It may not be the precise blue as that Hermonie kids cauldron, but it was a glittering turquoise. It was her first time making this type of growing potion and as Allison had said, she was catching on very fast. It had become apparent to her that in her years of running, she had missed some curriculum, but she still understood. She reached for her vile to fill it with her potion when Allie came sauntering back over to her.
"Need some help?" She asked with a smile, She took the vile from Amy hand and dipped it sloppily into the potion. It came back up dripping and over flowing. Allie took no notice as Hermonie began telling her how dangerous what she was doing. She wiped off the excess blue on her shirt and carried it up to Professor Snape. When Allie came back she smiled like nerd at something behind Amy.
"Draco, what a pleasure to see you! How's it going?" she cried in her geekiest voice she could muster. Amy turned to see him standing but a few inches from her. His white blonde hair was still slicked back, that same smirk doted his face. He slightly winced when she snorted, his perfect brow furrowing under her disgusting measures.
"Rather fine. I was wondering if I could show you my new owl tonight?" he said in a seductive tone. Amy felt that familiar sensation as he spoke, like ice creeping up her spine. She looked back at Allie, to see her with her finger in her nose and snorting again. She stifled a laugh in a heavy cough that made may people turn their heads in their direction.
"Uhhhh... I dunno.... I'd wuv to!" She said in a babyish tone. She put on the worlds worst kid smile and began to rock back and forth. Her finger found her way into her own hair and she stuck it in her mouth. Amy looked back at Draco. His one eyebrow was razed in a freaked out face. His eyes darted around to see if anyone was watching this terrible pick up line. His mouth hung slightly open, and even though it sounded like he was trying to say something, all that was heard was little cracks of his voice.
"Umm.... That's ok...Never mind," Draco said, still holding that face. He turned on his heel and walked away from them as fast as possible. He actually sped back over to Pansy Parkinson, the Slythren slut. ' Well at least he was a person he can always depend on,' she thought. Amy began to laugh and turned back to Allie.
"How can you do that? He was just being nice!" she said through a fit of giggles. Allie joined her in laughing, but not as hard. She sighed and smiled as her eyes traced his figure from the other side of the room.
"It's simple. Once your realize that almost every single girl in Hogwarts would like to end up in his bed- save those select few- you begin to notice that he gets whatever he wants every night because he is so damn pretty. Now I have learned this through watching this happen to certain girls. He doesn't actually even have a new owl; he just knows there is an empty classroom but 30 feet from the owlery. I'm not saying that I've been there or anything.... But still he doesn't need friends when he has every girl chasing after him," Allie said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Amy sat there for a few seconds, computing exactly what she had just said. She came back to her senses and realized Allie was telling her to move and get her stuff. There was a quick mad dash for her books and quills, and she and Amy headed back up to the Great Hall.
