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Chapter Thirteen:: The House that Slytherin Built
Kit waited outside Potions, the last class of the day, to ask the Professor where to go. When it finally let out, she rushed through the doorway to avoid the crush of Slytherin and Gryffindors leaving the room. As soon as Professor Snape saw her coming, he called out an unintelligible name.
She approached Snape's desk and waited. She didn't have long to wait. Moments later, a bored drawl floated across the room.
"You called, Professor?"
The voice belonged to a tall blonde Slytherin lounging against the doorpost, his cloudy gray eyes gazing around the room though he'd seen it many times before.
It was, of course, the devilishly handsome Draco Malfoy.
"Yes, I called. Draco, please escort this young lady to the Slytherin common room and to her dorm, providing her with the password and - hopefully - averting any more... unpleasant incidents."
Not once did he look up from the work.
"Dismissed."
Draco nodes and turned to go.
"Well?" he said impatiently. Immediately, Kit began to follow.
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For the next five minutes, the two walked in absolute silence; Draco, oblivious to the hash of giggles coming his way as he passed and Kit valiantly trying to keep pace with Draco, blushing furiously as she turned down the occasional Yule Ball invite.
Today, at least, was better than before; she only got half as many invites. Draco himself had the occasional timid query but turned them down brusquely or flat out ignored them.
Finally, Kit could bear the silence no longer.
"Dr- er, Malfoy," she blurted, "I- I just wanted to - to, well, thank you for - for, umm... y'know." Heaven help me, she thought desperately, This is not how I planned it.
Draco stopped abruptly, turned to face her and in two short stride, closed the gap between them. Kit took an unwitting step backward - into a pillar. (A/N: cliché move, I know, but hey! it works)
Smirking, Draco leaned closer to her, placing his arms on either side of the girl, caging her.
Kit was uncomfortable aware of just how close he was. (A/N: Just so you know, her more naughty thoughts aren't shown... I'll leave that to you, the reader.)
- What the heck, my thoughts are going totally wild! I only met the guy, it's not like he's... he's... -
(Hey, you know, this guy IS cute, but stop thinking like this!)
- I'm trying... not to, that is... but - wait a minute, who are you? -
(I'm you.)
- Umm... I'll have to think about this later....-
(Good idea; right now you should be thinking about the platinum beauty in front of you...INCHES from you, that is...)
Moving his mouth next to her left ear, his breath whispered across it as he breathed.
"Enlighten me."
It took a moment for Kit to remember what he was talking about, then another to find her voice.
- omg, he's too close, I can't think! -
"I - I didn't mean to break down on you," she said breathlessly, "and I'm sorry for falling asleep on you, I know that must've been uncomfortable, and it was really nice of you to not wake me up and prop me with the pillows and all, and Madame Pomfrey said you came in every day to talk to me even though I wasn't awake," Kit stopped to catch her breath. "So thank you."
Students passing had begun to throw curious glances at the two standing in the middle of the hall in such an... odd position; Kit with her back up against a pillar, head tilted upward to look a looming Draco in the eye, her books clutched protectively to her chest. Draco, with his arms on either side of the new girl, staring down at her, his face oddly serious without his trademark sneer.
Now Draco pulled back a bit and gazed intently at the girl pinioned between his arms.
"D'you remember any of what I said in the hospital wing?" He asked softly. Something like agitation hovered behind his eyes.
"Not really." Kit admitted.
He let out a sigh.
"Good."
Before Kit could ponder over his sudden change of attitude, he was striding down the hall again, sending Kit scrambling after him.
"So it's back to Malfoy, is it?" He asked abruptly.
Kit eyed him warily.
"Only if you're comfortable with it. I didn't really think that names were all that important until Harry pointed it out."
Draco's smirk was back.
"But you're calling Potter by his first name."
"That's how he introduced himself to me."
"That's how I introduced myself to you."
When silence met this reply, he continued.
"I thought you liked my first name better, anyway."
Kit's eyes went amber.
"I do." She muttered.
"Why?"
"Because -" Her ears were on fire as she paused. "Because I - I always thought..."
Draco had to strain to catch her last words.
"... dragons are beautiful."
He snorted.
"D'you think my first name fits, then?" He hadn't meant for her to answer, but she did.
"I do." She said softly, her eyes resting on the ground. Draco snorted again, softer this time. A quick glance up gave evidence of a smile playing on his peach lips.
"Then use it." He said, almost inaudibly. But Kit heard it, and he caught her smile before turning to the wall.
On it was a floor to ceiling portrait of a waterfall - so realistic, Kit could almost feel the spray as the water tumbled to the moss-slicked rocks.
Suddenly, from behind the falls, a female head poked out. It was beautiful, with auburn curls tumbling to frame two big blue eyes.
"Ah, Master Malfoy," She purred in a sweet, lilting tone - which instantly became less sweet when she noticed his companion.
"Oh yes," She continued with a false enthusiasm, "You're the girl with no family, no past, and no knowledge of your bloodlines."
She gave Kit a disgusted once over.
"Beauty should hardly be wasted on a case like yours."
Kit started at this remark then glared, her eyes flashing. The sprite noticed and her eyes widened a little.
"Oh..." she said slowly, "aren't you the special case."
Draco cut her off impatiently.
"Not now, Asudem. You can interrogate Kit some other time." Immediately, Asudem adopted a humble stature and said meekly,
"My apologies, Master Malfoy. Password?"
"Draco dormiens." He said with a wink at Kit.
Asudem caught this and glared furiously at Kit before disappearing again behind the falls. As they parted, Kit had the urge to gasp at the - well, magic of it all.
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Okay, that's all for now... I will personally congratulate, in bold, anyone who can figure out the name Asudem!
Hint: Look at it closely and try rearranging it... Asudem...
Chapter Thirteen:: The House that Slytherin Built
Kit waited outside Potions, the last class of the day, to ask the Professor where to go. When it finally let out, she rushed through the doorway to avoid the crush of Slytherin and Gryffindors leaving the room. As soon as Professor Snape saw her coming, he called out an unintelligible name.
She approached Snape's desk and waited. She didn't have long to wait. Moments later, a bored drawl floated across the room.
"You called, Professor?"
The voice belonged to a tall blonde Slytherin lounging against the doorpost, his cloudy gray eyes gazing around the room though he'd seen it many times before.
It was, of course, the devilishly handsome Draco Malfoy.
"Yes, I called. Draco, please escort this young lady to the Slytherin common room and to her dorm, providing her with the password and - hopefully - averting any more... unpleasant incidents."
Not once did he look up from the work.
"Dismissed."
Draco nodes and turned to go.
"Well?" he said impatiently. Immediately, Kit began to follow.
~*(())*~~*(())*~*(())*~~*(())*~*(())*~~*(())*~
For the next five minutes, the two walked in absolute silence; Draco, oblivious to the hash of giggles coming his way as he passed and Kit valiantly trying to keep pace with Draco, blushing furiously as she turned down the occasional Yule Ball invite.
Today, at least, was better than before; she only got half as many invites. Draco himself had the occasional timid query but turned them down brusquely or flat out ignored them.
Finally, Kit could bear the silence no longer.
"Dr- er, Malfoy," she blurted, "I- I just wanted to - to, well, thank you for - for, umm... y'know." Heaven help me, she thought desperately, This is not how I planned it.
Draco stopped abruptly, turned to face her and in two short stride, closed the gap between them. Kit took an unwitting step backward - into a pillar. (A/N: cliché move, I know, but hey! it works)
Smirking, Draco leaned closer to her, placing his arms on either side of the girl, caging her.
Kit was uncomfortable aware of just how close he was. (A/N: Just so you know, her more naughty thoughts aren't shown... I'll leave that to you, the reader.)
- What the heck, my thoughts are going totally wild! I only met the guy, it's not like he's... he's... -
(Hey, you know, this guy IS cute, but stop thinking like this!)
- I'm trying... not to, that is... but - wait a minute, who are you? -
(I'm you.)
- Umm... I'll have to think about this later....-
(Good idea; right now you should be thinking about the platinum beauty in front of you...INCHES from you, that is...)
Moving his mouth next to her left ear, his breath whispered across it as he breathed.
"Enlighten me."
It took a moment for Kit to remember what he was talking about, then another to find her voice.
- omg, he's too close, I can't think! -
"I - I didn't mean to break down on you," she said breathlessly, "and I'm sorry for falling asleep on you, I know that must've been uncomfortable, and it was really nice of you to not wake me up and prop me with the pillows and all, and Madame Pomfrey said you came in every day to talk to me even though I wasn't awake," Kit stopped to catch her breath. "So thank you."
Students passing had begun to throw curious glances at the two standing in the middle of the hall in such an... odd position; Kit with her back up against a pillar, head tilted upward to look a looming Draco in the eye, her books clutched protectively to her chest. Draco, with his arms on either side of the new girl, staring down at her, his face oddly serious without his trademark sneer.
Now Draco pulled back a bit and gazed intently at the girl pinioned between his arms.
"D'you remember any of what I said in the hospital wing?" He asked softly. Something like agitation hovered behind his eyes.
"Not really." Kit admitted.
He let out a sigh.
"Good."
Before Kit could ponder over his sudden change of attitude, he was striding down the hall again, sending Kit scrambling after him.
"So it's back to Malfoy, is it?" He asked abruptly.
Kit eyed him warily.
"Only if you're comfortable with it. I didn't really think that names were all that important until Harry pointed it out."
Draco's smirk was back.
"But you're calling Potter by his first name."
"That's how he introduced himself to me."
"That's how I introduced myself to you."
When silence met this reply, he continued.
"I thought you liked my first name better, anyway."
Kit's eyes went amber.
"I do." She muttered.
"Why?"
"Because -" Her ears were on fire as she paused. "Because I - I always thought..."
Draco had to strain to catch her last words.
"... dragons are beautiful."
He snorted.
"D'you think my first name fits, then?" He hadn't meant for her to answer, but she did.
"I do." She said softly, her eyes resting on the ground. Draco snorted again, softer this time. A quick glance up gave evidence of a smile playing on his peach lips.
"Then use it." He said, almost inaudibly. But Kit heard it, and he caught her smile before turning to the wall.
On it was a floor to ceiling portrait of a waterfall - so realistic, Kit could almost feel the spray as the water tumbled to the moss-slicked rocks.
Suddenly, from behind the falls, a female head poked out. It was beautiful, with auburn curls tumbling to frame two big blue eyes.
"Ah, Master Malfoy," She purred in a sweet, lilting tone - which instantly became less sweet when she noticed his companion.
"Oh yes," She continued with a false enthusiasm, "You're the girl with no family, no past, and no knowledge of your bloodlines."
She gave Kit a disgusted once over.
"Beauty should hardly be wasted on a case like yours."
Kit started at this remark then glared, her eyes flashing. The sprite noticed and her eyes widened a little.
"Oh..." she said slowly, "aren't you the special case."
Draco cut her off impatiently.
"Not now, Asudem. You can interrogate Kit some other time." Immediately, Asudem adopted a humble stature and said meekly,
"My apologies, Master Malfoy. Password?"
"Draco dormiens." He said with a wink at Kit.
Asudem caught this and glared furiously at Kit before disappearing again behind the falls. As they parted, Kit had the urge to gasp at the - well, magic of it all.
~*(())*~~*(())*~*(())*~~*(())*~*(())*~~*(())*~
Okay, that's all for now... I will personally congratulate, in bold, anyone who can figure out the name Asudem!
Hint: Look at it closely and try rearranging it... Asudem...