Disclaimer: *sigh...* ooohhh, how I wish... *sniff* life isn't fair! How
come j.k. Rowling owns such great characters (except 4 kit) and has such a
superb mind! AHHHH!! IT ISN'T FAIR!!!!
*sniff*
Tirade over.
Onto the *sniff* story *sniff* *sniff, sob* *waterworks*
Last Chapter::
"Draco dormien." Draco said with a wink at Kit.
Asudem, unfortunately, 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...
Chapter Fourteen:: Things May Be Heating Up
"I didn't know portraits could have crushes." Kit whispered as they passed through the portrait.
As if in response, a slender hand darted out and, grabbing the end of her braid, yanked cruelly on her hair.
Gasping Kit whirled, but the portrait had already closed. Her hair, loosened from its confines, fought to get free, curls haphazardly pushing their way to tumble around her face.
"Why that - that - sprite!" Kit called out furiously. "How dare she!"
As she turned back, Draco's laughter died in his throat. All he could do was stare.
"Draco, d'you think you could - what?"
"Kit." He choked out.
"What?" She asked nonplussed.
"Y-you're...gorgeous."
Kit could feel her eyes darken as Draco continued to stare. She cleared her throat and tried to laugh.
"C'mon, it doesn't make that big of a difference." His stare was making her uncomfortable.
"Actually, it does." He countered softly. He stepped closer and slowly reached out a hand to touch her cheek.
Kit failed to breathe.
His hand moved to her midnight tresses and slowly, he stepped closer, bringing a lock of her hair to his lips.
There were only three steps between them.
Another step and his fingers were tracing her jawbone and traveling down her neck.
Two steps between them.
He moved up to her, right up to her, in one stride, tilting he chin up toward him.
No steps left...
Kit's eyes were changing freely, silver to green to blue to violet to brown to red and settling on gold momentarily before flicking off again.
Besides that, Kit stood motionless, lightheaded and drawing a blank on what to do, trying to think and trying not to as his head leaned closer to her.
Her eyelids lowered and for a moment, she could feel herself relax as Draco's arms encircled her waist. Kit hardly noticed her own hands traveling up his arms to hold his shoulders. He leaned closer, her eyes shut and
they jumped apart as though electrocuted as a crashing noise came from the staircase.
A boy with sunstreaked ash brown hair tumbled down the stairs of the boy's dormitory.
"Hey Draco!" he called, "Didja hear? The new girl -"
"- is here."
"And hot." He said with a whistle. "I hope I didn't interrupt you two." He smirked, glancing at Draco's arm still wrapped around Kit's waist.
Instantly, the two took another step away from each other.
In all honesty, Kit was relieved.
- What just happened?!-
(I think you mean, what just almost happened.)
- Yeah, I know what I mean -
(Then say what you mean and mean what you say. That's my motto)
- Then wouldn't it be OUR motto? -
(You're purposely evading the subject, which, I might add, YOU brought up.)
- Oh yeah -
(Anyway, YOU know what almost just happened)
- Welllllll... -
(He almost kissed you and you almost let him)
- Well, yeah, but why should you, I mean me, I care? -
(I don't know. You probably shouldn't. You know you like him.)
- WHAT?? I only JUST met him!! -
(So? He likes you, too.)
- Really? -
(Ugh, please tell me I'm not this dense)
- Not usually -
(Anyway, you're avoiding the subject AGAIN, which, AGAIN, YOU brought up)
- Am I? Oh, shut up, he's looking over here -
"My name is Blaise Zabini." The boy said as he stepped forward, a mischievous grin spreading across his handsome face.
Kit grasped his outstretched hand. Like Draco, he leant over it and laid a kiss on the back.
After shooting a look at Draco, who shrugged and continued to stare daggers toward Blaise, Kit replied,
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Blaise. I'm -"
"Kit, the girl without a name." He filled in. Kit laughed, feeling a bit stupid. Of course he'd know her name; everyone seemed to.
"How can that be true if you just said my name is Kit?" Ugh. Dumbdumbdumbdumbdumb. Ugh.
"Without a proper name, then." Blaise amended with a grin. "So, what're you doing right now?" He asked smoothly.
"We -"
"I was just about to show Kit to her room." Draco cut in. Blaise threw him an odd look.
"Hey, you know we're not allowed into the girl's dorm. Not that that keeps them from entering ours." He smirked.
For some odd reason, Blaise was beginning to grow on Kit.
"Nah, she's got her own - separate from the other girls."
A wicked smile spread across Blaise's face.
"Does that mean we can go in?"
Draco snorted. "Only if she lets us in - specific spell recognition and all that."
Blaise's face fell.
Kit had to laugh. "You don't have to look so disappointed, Blaise."
"What, are you saying you'll let me in?" He asked coyly.
"Mm, maybe if you're nice." Kit teased. Blaise faked a purr and stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms over her shoulders.
"I'll show you just how nice I can be, babe." He murmured as he nuzzled her hair. Kit giggled.
"Oh yes, Lover Boy, I'm just dying to fall into my luscious, satin sheeted bed with you surrounding me with your arms." She said dramatically, turning toward him and pushing away.
He laughed, half in surprise. "You know, I thought you'd be a real boil t' know, but all those people slamming you really don't know what they're talking about. You seem about as cool as they come - and as cute."
"No one could accuse you of not being smooth."
"Okay, this exchange is really cute and all," Draco broke in, "but we'd better hurry up. We don't want all that many people knowing exactly where you are." He added with a scathing look at Blaise - not that he noticed.
Blaise turned to Draco and swept a dramatic bow.
"Lead the way, O Almighty Master Draco."
Kit mimicked Blaise and dropped her lowest curtsy, grinning infectiously all the while.
Finally, Draco gave a reluctant grin. "You two are going to be impossible."
So said, he grabbed her hand and tugged her toward a desolate looking suit of 17th century armor, rusty, old and creaky.
"Hey Suit, this is Kit." Draco talked directly to the armor, looking into its hollow helmet.
The old suit turned its head and gave the girl a once over before nodding its rusty head and turning back to its slightly sagging position.
For a moment, nothing happened.
Just as Kit was about to ask what was *supposed* to happen, the statue slid noiselessly to the right, revealing... an open window. Shivering at the chilly breeze blowing in, Kit stared in confusion. How could there be a window down here?
She opened her mouth, but before she could say a word, Draco snatched her hand and stepped into space.
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Heeheeheeheehee... I know, I'm evil... but keep reading, and if you review, I might give an end to this cliffie. ^_^
But in other issues, come on you guys... nobody's figured out 'Asudem' yet! I'll give you a hint... try capitalizing a few letters. ^_^ Keep thinking!
Thanks to My Reviewer(s)... ______________________________________
Sheezy-mah-neezy:: Yeah, I couldn't think of anything at first, so I just put that down... heheh... whaddya think of my new one?? Any better?
*sniff*
Tirade over.
Onto the *sniff* story *sniff* *sniff, sob* *waterworks*
Last Chapter::
"Draco dormien." Draco said with a wink at Kit.
Asudem, unfortunately, 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...
Chapter Fourteen:: Things May Be Heating Up
"I didn't know portraits could have crushes." Kit whispered as they passed through the portrait.
As if in response, a slender hand darted out and, grabbing the end of her braid, yanked cruelly on her hair.
Gasping Kit whirled, but the portrait had already closed. Her hair, loosened from its confines, fought to get free, curls haphazardly pushing their way to tumble around her face.
"Why that - that - sprite!" Kit called out furiously. "How dare she!"
As she turned back, Draco's laughter died in his throat. All he could do was stare.
"Draco, d'you think you could - what?"
"Kit." He choked out.
"What?" She asked nonplussed.
"Y-you're...gorgeous."
Kit could feel her eyes darken as Draco continued to stare. She cleared her throat and tried to laugh.
"C'mon, it doesn't make that big of a difference." His stare was making her uncomfortable.
"Actually, it does." He countered softly. He stepped closer and slowly reached out a hand to touch her cheek.
Kit failed to breathe.
His hand moved to her midnight tresses and slowly, he stepped closer, bringing a lock of her hair to his lips.
There were only three steps between them.
Another step and his fingers were tracing her jawbone and traveling down her neck.
Two steps between them.
He moved up to her, right up to her, in one stride, tilting he chin up toward him.
No steps left...
Kit's eyes were changing freely, silver to green to blue to violet to brown to red and settling on gold momentarily before flicking off again.
Besides that, Kit stood motionless, lightheaded and drawing a blank on what to do, trying to think and trying not to as his head leaned closer to her.
Her eyelids lowered and for a moment, she could feel herself relax as Draco's arms encircled her waist. Kit hardly noticed her own hands traveling up his arms to hold his shoulders. He leaned closer, her eyes shut and
they jumped apart as though electrocuted as a crashing noise came from the staircase.
A boy with sunstreaked ash brown hair tumbled down the stairs of the boy's dormitory.
"Hey Draco!" he called, "Didja hear? The new girl -"
"- is here."
"And hot." He said with a whistle. "I hope I didn't interrupt you two." He smirked, glancing at Draco's arm still wrapped around Kit's waist.
Instantly, the two took another step away from each other.
In all honesty, Kit was relieved.
- What just happened?!-
(I think you mean, what just almost happened.)
- Yeah, I know what I mean -
(Then say what you mean and mean what you say. That's my motto)
- Then wouldn't it be OUR motto? -
(You're purposely evading the subject, which, I might add, YOU brought up.)
- Oh yeah -
(Anyway, YOU know what almost just happened)
- Welllllll... -
(He almost kissed you and you almost let him)
- Well, yeah, but why should you, I mean me, I care? -
(I don't know. You probably shouldn't. You know you like him.)
- WHAT?? I only JUST met him!! -
(So? He likes you, too.)
- Really? -
(Ugh, please tell me I'm not this dense)
- Not usually -
(Anyway, you're avoiding the subject AGAIN, which, AGAIN, YOU brought up)
- Am I? Oh, shut up, he's looking over here -
"My name is Blaise Zabini." The boy said as he stepped forward, a mischievous grin spreading across his handsome face.
Kit grasped his outstretched hand. Like Draco, he leant over it and laid a kiss on the back.
After shooting a look at Draco, who shrugged and continued to stare daggers toward Blaise, Kit replied,
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Blaise. I'm -"
"Kit, the girl without a name." He filled in. Kit laughed, feeling a bit stupid. Of course he'd know her name; everyone seemed to.
"How can that be true if you just said my name is Kit?" Ugh. Dumbdumbdumbdumbdumb. Ugh.
"Without a proper name, then." Blaise amended with a grin. "So, what're you doing right now?" He asked smoothly.
"We -"
"I was just about to show Kit to her room." Draco cut in. Blaise threw him an odd look.
"Hey, you know we're not allowed into the girl's dorm. Not that that keeps them from entering ours." He smirked.
For some odd reason, Blaise was beginning to grow on Kit.
"Nah, she's got her own - separate from the other girls."
A wicked smile spread across Blaise's face.
"Does that mean we can go in?"
Draco snorted. "Only if she lets us in - specific spell recognition and all that."
Blaise's face fell.
Kit had to laugh. "You don't have to look so disappointed, Blaise."
"What, are you saying you'll let me in?" He asked coyly.
"Mm, maybe if you're nice." Kit teased. Blaise faked a purr and stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms over her shoulders.
"I'll show you just how nice I can be, babe." He murmured as he nuzzled her hair. Kit giggled.
"Oh yes, Lover Boy, I'm just dying to fall into my luscious, satin sheeted bed with you surrounding me with your arms." She said dramatically, turning toward him and pushing away.
He laughed, half in surprise. "You know, I thought you'd be a real boil t' know, but all those people slamming you really don't know what they're talking about. You seem about as cool as they come - and as cute."
"No one could accuse you of not being smooth."
"Okay, this exchange is really cute and all," Draco broke in, "but we'd better hurry up. We don't want all that many people knowing exactly where you are." He added with a scathing look at Blaise - not that he noticed.
Blaise turned to Draco and swept a dramatic bow.
"Lead the way, O Almighty Master Draco."
Kit mimicked Blaise and dropped her lowest curtsy, grinning infectiously all the while.
Finally, Draco gave a reluctant grin. "You two are going to be impossible."
So said, he grabbed her hand and tugged her toward a desolate looking suit of 17th century armor, rusty, old and creaky.
"Hey Suit, this is Kit." Draco talked directly to the armor, looking into its hollow helmet.
The old suit turned its head and gave the girl a once over before nodding its rusty head and turning back to its slightly sagging position.
For a moment, nothing happened.
Just as Kit was about to ask what was *supposed* to happen, the statue slid noiselessly to the right, revealing... an open window. Shivering at the chilly breeze blowing in, Kit stared in confusion. How could there be a window down here?
She opened her mouth, but before she could say a word, Draco snatched her hand and stepped into space.
~*(())*~~*(())*~*(())*~~*(())*~*(())*~~*(())*~
Heeheeheeheehee... I know, I'm evil... but keep reading, and if you review, I might give an end to this cliffie. ^_^
But in other issues, come on you guys... nobody's figured out 'Asudem' yet! I'll give you a hint... try capitalizing a few letters. ^_^ Keep thinking!
Thanks to My Reviewer(s)... ______________________________________
Sheezy-mah-neezy:: Yeah, I couldn't think of anything at first, so I just put that down... heheh... whaddya think of my new one?? Any better?