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Good afternoon one and all and welcome to what is sure to be an entertaining event. I'm happy to say that I got another review so I'm just writing this chapter for them! They're nice and actually take the time to tell me that the last chapter was good. So, without any further waiting, here is chapter 8 to 'A Punk Among Preps'. At least, I think that it's chapter 8. Oh well, here's another chapter and guess what, there's going to be a song in this one too! Aren't you all excited?
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Disclaimer: Yeah, you guys know this spiel. I don't own Harry Potter and co. The only person that I own in this story is Gia. Any other characters that branch out from her also belong to me so don't you dare even think of suing me! I'll just counter sue you and we all know who will win. .
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Gia carefully opened her eyes to greet the lovely and snowy Saturday morning. She let a small smile tug at the corner of her lips. It had been four months since her bargain with Draco and now the day when she would finally get to see Gabrielle was fast approaching. In just two days she would step onto the train and ride off with Draco to his rather large mansion. She wasn't too happy about riding with Draco, but she continued to remind herself that her patience with him would pay off in due time. She slowly sat up in bed and yawned sleepily. She looked around at the beds surrounding her. She mentally groaned as she noted that they were all empty.
'Does anybody have the decency to wake me up once in a while?' she asked herself. She quickly jumped out of bed and into some cargo pants and a black tee shirt with one of her favorite actors, Johnny Depp, on it looking like Captain Jack Sparrow. She simply loved him in 'Pirates of the Caribbean'. Gia pulled her now shoulder length auburn hair up into a high ponytail.
On a Monday I am waiting
Tuesday I am fading
And by Wednesday I can't sleep
Gia had let it grown since she had washed all of the color out of it. The tips now brushed her shoulders whenever she swayed her head from side to side. This had been a rather big shocker to Ron.
"I liked you with red and purple hair," Ron had muttered the next day when he first saw her at breakfast. She had just shrugged him off and continued to eat her eggs happily. Her hair really didn't seem to bother Harry. He liked her natural hair color. She sighed at the memory and trampled down the stairs to the Gryffindor common room where she knew that Hermione was waiting to tell her that she had missed breakfast; again. As she entered, Harry looked up from the book he was reading and instantly perked up (A/N: if you're thinking what I think you're thinking: shame upon you all! You little sickos and your dirty little minds. You should be ashamed!). Hermione looked up to see what all the excitement was about and instantly saw Gia. She got a stern look on her face.
"Why weren't you at breakfast this morning? I was worried sick about you." Gia rolled her eyes and plopped down on the couch next to Hermione.
Then the phone rings I hear you
And the darkness is a clear view
Cause you've come to rescue me
"You do realize by saying that, Hermione, you sound just like my great aunt Lippie before she died?" Hermione let out an astonished gasp.
"I do not!" she exclaimed angrily. Ron snorted from the other side of the room.
"Are you kidding me? You act like your fifty years old." He suddenly pointed at the glasses that she was wearing.
"Take those bloody specs for example. You wear them on a chain with bloody cats on them. If that doesn't say old..." Ron bit his lower lip and raised an eyebrow. Hermione glared over at him.
"You know that I use these just for reading." She hissed at him. Gia let a small smile grace her lips.
"I don't care what you use them for, you just need to get rid of them. Get contacts or something." Hermione shook her head and adjusted the glasses that now barely hung off of her nose.
"I like these. They make me look sophisticated." She stated.
"They make you look old!" Ron called from across the room. Hermione suddenly closed her book and threw it hard to hit Ron directly on the back of the head. As soon as the large volume made impact, Ron fell to the floor clutching the back of his head. Harry jumped up from his seat and ran to his best friends side only to begin laughing hysterically. Ron was curled up in the fetal position and was rocking back and forth.
"You're bloody insane woman! Do you hear me? BLOODY INSANE!"
Fall, with you I fall so fast
I can hardly catch my breath
I hope it lasts
Gia carefully strolled down the halls of Hogwarts that led to the grounds. She had her black fur coat in hand and was planning to go out and build a snowman and have a snowball fight like she had done so many other Christmas'. Harry and Hermione had sworn upon their lives that they would meet her out there. Ron was unfortunately unable to attend the festivities. Seems that he got a rather nasty bruise and was to be sent home immediately to start his holidays early. He said that he didn't mind as he watched Harry pack his things. He was glad to get away from Hermione and her book throwing. At that comment, Hermione had picked up another book and had tried to throw it at him. She would have succeeded if Gia had not been holding her back. She finally reached the doors and quickly put on her black fur coat and buttoned it up till the fur lining was tickling her chin. She let out a little sigh and pushed open the doors to only be greeted with a great gust of wind blowing her back a few steps. She clutched her coat tightly around her and began to walk out into the snow. After taking the first few steps, Gia realized that it wasn't all that windy outside. The snow fell softly around her hardly making a sound. The only thing to be heard was the crunching of the snow under Gia's shoes and the distant laughter of students playing in the snow.
Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
She slowly made her way up a snowy slope to finally see a valley of students jumping and playing in the snow as if they were little children once again. Gia smirked at the sight and slowly began to make her way down the hill to try and find Harry and Hermione. A winding path seemed to have been made between each section of students. Gia tried carefully to follow this path to reach Harry and Hermione. After dodging a snowball that almost hit her head, Gia finally spotted Harry rolling a large ball of snow on the ground. She sighed when she realized that they had begun to build the snowman without her. Gia walked up to him and stared down at him as he pushed the large snowball to her feet. He looked up at her attentively.
"You started without me." She mumbled. Harry offered her a slight smile.
"We weren't sure when you would get here so we just figured that we should build the body." Gia let out a little snort.
"And when you're finished with that, what is there left for me to do?" she asked angrily. Harry rolled the snowball around her and trekked over to the spot where Hermione awaited him.
"You get to dress him up." Harry replied plainly. Gia crossed her arms.
"Alright," she called after him. "But I'm using your coat!"
Ohhhhh
It's as if you've known me better than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
Hermione stood with her foot tapping in the snow as Harry finally rolled up with the base of the snowman.
"It's about time." She told him. Harry looked up at her with a bit of frustration.
"Tell you what, how about you finish this off and then we'll see who's the slow one here, okay?" Hermione grumbled something to herself and stomped off to get the torso and the head of the snowman. Harry let out a loud sigh and plopped down onto the ground. Gia walked up next to him and carefully sat next to him. He looked over at her and smiled. She returned the favor. Harry's eyes were suddenly stolen away by a flash of green and silver. He looked away to see Draco Malfoy and his cronies throwing snowballs at one another. Harry grimaced slightly as Gia looked over her shoulder to view the snowball fight.
"They're a bunch of idiots."
I am moody, messy
I get restless, and it's senseless
How you never seem to care
Harry stared for a moment and then nodded in agreement.
"What do you expect from the future dark lord?" Harry asked jokingly. Gia giggled slightly at his joke. Her laugh caught Draco's attention. He stopped in mid motion of throwing a snowball and stared at her with his crystal gray eyes. He smirked and carelessly threw the snowball hitting his target. He shoved his hands into his coat pockets and made his way over to Gia. She swallowed the lump in her throat.
"Afternoon Gia, lovely day isn't it?" Draco greeted her with a slight smirk on his face. She stared up at him coldly.
"It was a nice day until you came along." Harry shot back. Draco averted his eyes away from Gia and glared at Harry.
"I have a question for you Potter." He told Harry. Both of their eyes narrowed.
"What's that?" Harry replied sternly.
"Is your name Gia?" to Harry, it seemed like the most foolish question on the earth.
"No, my name's Harry." He replied with a bit of laughter in his voice. Draco glared at him.
"Then I obviously wasn't talking to you. I addressed Gia and your name is NOT Gia so if you would so kindly stay out of our conversation, I would truly appreciate it." Harry scowled and got up from his seat walking off leaving Draco and Gia alone. She followed his footsteps with pleading eyes.
"Well, like I was saying, isn't it a lovely day?" Draco asked with false sincerity. Gia looked up at him and pursed her lips together.
"And like Harry said, it WAS a nice day until you came along." Draco totted and shook his head.
"You shouldn't be rude to me Gia. I'm the one that's taking you to your son." Gia pursed her lips together and stared down at the snow.
"He's our son."
When I'm angry, you listen
When you're happy, it's a mission
And you won't stop 'til I'm there
Draco carefully sat down in the snow next to Gia. She didn't look up as she heard the crunching of the snow from his bum as he sat. They both sat in complete silence for what seemed like forever. The only sounds that were heard were the distant laughter of their fellow students all around them. Draco ran a hand through his sleek blonde hair and let out a small, frustrated sigh.
"You don't know a whole lot about Gabrielle, do you?" he asked her. Gia rolled her eyes.
"No, I don't because SOMEONE has kept him away from me for three stinking years." Draco looked over at her with a smug smirk plastered on his face.
"Well then, I suppose that I'll have to tell you about him so you don't slip up." He told her coolly. Gia whipped her head around with a fake smile on her face.
"I suppose you will," she replied through clenched teeth. Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out a small list. He handed it to Gia.
"This is what Gabrielle likes and doesn't like. You might want to memorize this list before we leave on Monday." Gia snatched the list and glanced over it. Her brow furrowed as she looked under what Gabrielle likes.
Fall, sometimes I fall so fast
When I hit that bottom crash
You're all I have
"Broccoli?" she questioned holding up the list. Draco looked it over and nodded.
"Yeah, he eats it by the load." Gia shuddered and wrapped her arms around her body as if the word broccoli had frozen her bones.
"How can my son like broccoli?" she asked to no one unparticular. Draco shrugged his shoulders.
"How on earth should I know? I don't look after him twenty-four seven." Gia looked at Draco through slitted eyes.
"You should be watching him." She said icily. Draco let out an annoyed groan.
"Why must you always act this way?" he asked her getting up from his spot in the snow. Gia quickly joined him.
"You've spent more time with him in a day then I have his entire life." She said with tears threatening to fall. Draco looked down at her with a smirk on his face.
"Do you envy me because of that fact, Gia?" she quickly looked down to the snowy ground and balled her fists.
"If you must know," she said with a slight quiver in her voice. "I do envy all the time that you've spent with him." Draco nodded once and turned to leave.
"Well, you'll get to see him in two days and then after you've done what we agreed upon, you can take him away."
Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Gia looked up with wide eyes to just catch a glimpse of Draco as he rushed behind a large snowball fight that had begun while they had been talking. She quickly dabbed her tears away and looked over her shoulder. Both Harry and Hermione were patting down the snowman so that it would be easier to put the clothes on him. She smiled and got up from her seat. She quickly tucked away the list into her coat pocket and walked over to join her friends.
"Good job you guys. Harry, I'm going to need your coat." Harry finished patting down a section of the torso that seemed to have come loose and looked at her with sarcastic eyes.
"Your joking, right?" he asked somewhat desperate. Gia shook her head.
"You got to build the body so I get to dress it up with whatever clothing item that I want." Harry's jaw dropped slightly.
"But it's freezing out here!" he exclaimed. Gia shrugged her shoulders.
"Should have thought of that before you said that I could build the body. Off with the coat Harry." Harry slouched his shoulders and reluctantly pulled off his warm down jacket. He set it into Gia's awaiting hands.
"See, that's not so bad." Gia said in mock sympathy. Harry wrapped his arms around himself and began to shiver.
"Are you kidding me? It's fr-e-e-eezing out here. How can you make a human being go through this?" he asked through clenched teeth while still shivering. Gia smirked and bound over to place the coat on the snowman.
Ohhhh
It's as if you knew me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
Gia, Harry, and Hermione all stepped back to admire their handy work. The snowman was now outfitted in Harry's coat and Hermione's bier. With a few rocks they had been able to make their somewhat lifeless snowman smile. Gia shifted her weight onto her other foot and mused to herself for a moment.
"Hmm, I shall name him Quincy and he shall be my friend forever more." She announced proudly with a smile on her face. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Must you act so childish?" she asked Gia in a slightly grown up voice not taking her eyes off the snowman. Gia looked over at her with a slightly goofy look on her face.
"Yes, it is my mission in life to stay as a child forever!" Harry let out a small chuckle but was quickly silenced by a gust of wind blowing from behind him. He shivered and rubbed his hands up and down his arms.
"I don't know about you two, but I'm freezing my butt off out here. Can we go inside now?" he asked in an innocent voice while inching towards the door. Gia and Hermione looked at one another.
"I don't know, Hermione. I'm pretty warm in my coat, how about you?" Hermione nodded enthusiastically.
"I'm so warm that I could stay out here for hours." Both girls laughed as Harry let out a loud and cold groan.
How do you know?
Everything I'm about to say
Am I that obvious?
And if it's written on my face
I hope it never goes away
Yea
"Alright Harry, we'll go inside." Gia finally agreed. Harry let out a little sigh of relief and rushed inside to where a warm fire was awaiting him. Gia and Hermione laughed as he tripped over snow forts and crashed into the snow before getting up again and racing for the door. Hermione tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"What were you and Draco talking about?" she asked. Gia looked at her and then down to her feet to watch where she was going. She innocently kicked a resting snowball out of her way.
"He just wanted to...tell me something before we left." Hermione could tell that she wasn't exactly being very honest.
"And...what was that something?" she asked persisting that Gia tell her every word of the conversation that she had just had. Gia shook her head.
"Just wanted to tell me a little about Gabe. That's all, nothing too big." Hermione nodded and both girls continued walking through the snow and up to the castle that loomed over-head.
On a Monday I am waiting
By Tuesday I am fading
Into your arms
So I can breathe
Gia scooted closer to the fire and gripped tight her cup of coffee. She gently pulled the blanket the rested around her shoulders tight and finally stared into the fire. Hermione had gone up to bed and Harry had gone up to send Ron a letter. She wasn't exactly sure what was in the letter but she really didn't care. Besides, it wasn't her business no matter how much she wished it to be. Her thoughts began to drift of the events earlier that day. She smiled at the thought of Quincy.
'I do believe that he was one of the best snowmen that I've ever built.' She thought to herself. Her smile widened at the thought of it all. She was pulled out of her thoughts as she heard the portrait of the fat lady swing open to let somebody in. She took a little sip of her coffee as Harry entered the common room. He quickly noticed her and walked over to join her by the fire.
"Hey," was his plain greeting. Gia smirked.
"Hey yourself." She muttered as she took another sip of her coffee. Harry leaned back on his hands and let out a contempt sigh.
"Today was fun." He said no higher than a whisper. Gia gently nodded.
"It's probably the happiest I've been since my parents died." She said as the taste of coffee rushed over her lips and into her mouth. Harry pushed himself up and sat next to Gia with a grim look on his face.
"You're lucky, you actually knew your parents." Harry said with a tone of sadness. Gia shook her head.
"No, you're the lucky one. You don't have memories that are going to haunt you till the day you die. All you know is that they were good people and died for a good cause. My parents were killed in a car crash. A bloody car crash." She stated gravely. Harry smirked.
"I never really looked at it that way." Gia shrugged her shoulders.
"Doesn't matter now. The only that I know is that they're dead and I have my whole life ahead of me." She said with a smile on her face.
Ohhhh
It seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
"What do you want to do when you graduate?" Harry asked pulling out his wand and making a cup of coffee magically appear. He took a sip before turning his attention to Gia.
"I plan to take Gabrielle, getting married to my friend Leon and running my parents empire like I'm supposed to." Harry furrowed his brow.
"Why marry Leon?" he asked. Gia shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, I know that I can trust him and I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with him. He doesn't annoy me so much."
"You don't have to settle for him," Harry blurted out without thinking. Gia raised her brow.
"And who do you suggest that I should settle for?" she asked with a bit amusement in her voice.
"Me..." Gia gasped and nearly dropped her coffee on the floor. Harry took a long chug of his coffee before setting it down and using his wand to fill it up again.
"Well, that was a bit of a shocker." Gia said nearly out of breath. Harry nodded.
"You don't have to if you don't want to..." he reminded her. Gia smiled.
"Harry, you're a true friend to do that for me." Harry gulped down the lump in his throat.
"Gia, I want us to be more than friends. Much more than friends."
Ohhhh
It's as if you knew me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can tell
Gia set down her coffee and pushed the blankets off of her shoulders and arranged them around her hips. She carefully looked into Harry's eyes and could see that they were filled with one thing that she had not seen in a long time. Truth.
"Harry..." she began timidly. She really wasn't sure what to say. She'd never encountered this problem. "Are you saying that you want to marry me?" Harry rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well, I suppose if that's how you want to look at it." Gia let a wide smile grace her lips.
"Harry, would you mind raising Gabrielle as your own?" she asked venturing into unknown territory. Harry nodded eagerly.
"I would treat him as my own son." Gia smiled at the thought. She would have her little family. Not exactly as she had envisioned it, but it would be something to call her own. She looked down at Harry's hand that rested on the carpeted floor and slowly placed her hand upon his. Harry glanced down and then looked at Gia's face.
"Can I take that as a yes?" he asked in a whisper. Harry cupped her chin and stroked her cheek with his thumb. Gia nodded once and closed the close distance between them both. Ohhhh
I love how you can tell
Ohhhh
I love how you can tell
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me
Don't you love happy endings? I know I do! Harry and Gia are getting married and it's all because of one person who sent me a review and told me what they thought should happen. Hey, if you don't like how this whole thing ends, tough cookies! It's my story bum butt! Well, can you all review my story please? I truly would appreciate it if you would. Thanks,
Demon of the Wind