A.N. Hey y'all! I'm still on vacation but after a review that was very percuasive I decided to post chapter 3. A lot happens here so enjoy!
Chapter 3
The rest of the day went by fairly normal. Chris kept to the back and no one noticed her, just the way she liked it. The only time that she opened her mouth was to talk to Drilene during Care of Magical Creatures. The only thing that annoyed her was that Potter, Weasley, Granger and some other Griffindors kept glaring at her. She guessed that Longbottom told them.
Chris was walking towards dinner and sat down. When some one came to stand next to her she looked up. Parkinson stood there with a jealous glare on her face. Chris looked at her with an eyebrow raised, silently asking her what the hell she wanted.
"Stay away from my Draco. He is mine and everyone knows it but you seem to have missed the memo." Chris just looked at her like she was crazy. "Don't act all confused. I saw you two talking together this morning and I'm just giving you a warning. Don't mess with me."
Chris looked at her calmly, though the Slytherins who were watching could hear the underlying annoyance. "First of all, I would never steal anything that belongs to you because you have horrible taste, no offence. Second, I did not sit next to Malfoy, he sat next to me and if you would have looked past that veil of jealousy that you seem to live behind you would have known that. Lastly, I highly doubt that Malfoy is your boyfriend or belongs to you since he seems to be trying his utmost best not to be seen by you."
Parkinson glared at her so hard and with such anger that Chris wouldn't have been surprised if she would have gotten slapped. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on who's point of view you were looking through, Parkinson noticed Malfoy at that time and rushed over to him before dragging him to the other side of the table. Malfoy send her a glare but Chris just shrugged in return. What was she suppose to do about it?
Looking over towards the Griffindors table she noticed Drilene looking her way. When she raised her eyebrows, Chris shrugged and made a movement with her hand that signified that she would tell her later.
Looking at the people at the Gryffindor table she noted that some of them were glaring at the Slytherin table for no apparent reason. Looking at the famous three she saw that Granger was talking to the youngest of the Weasley's and that the three other Weasley's were talking to each other. Looking over at Potter she noticed something different.
Potter had never seemed the same after the world recognized Voldemort's return. Yes, she spoke him name freely. Her philosophy: why be scared of some one who you've never met before?
Back to Potter, he had seemed to be in a permanent depression that she found odd. She's thought he would have been glad that the world finally wished to recognize the fact that Voldemort had returned but instead he hardly spoke and what was really strange was that he didn't seem to like Dumbledore that much anymore.
Chris shrugged to herself. It really wasn't any of her business. She would just hide in the dark like she had done for years, keeping an ear open for information and wanting to help them but knowing that they wouldn't accept her. If she ever heard anything she would always tell Drilene and she would tell Granger who would tell Potter.
The food disappeared and people started leaving. Chris stood up and started walking towards the library. Taking one last look towards the Gryffindor table told her that Longbottom was coming and that no one on that table liked the idea.
Chris smirked. Longbottom was obviously nervous. Hell, with his grade anyone would be nervous. She walked into her room, took her potions work and walked towards the library. Once she got there she headed straight for the table in the back. Hardly anyone came there and she liked it that way. Opening her potions book, she started her essay while waiting for Longbottom to finally show up.
Hearing voices approach her table, she looked up to see Potter, Weasley and Granger all accompanying Longbottom to her table. Rolling her eyes at the suspiciousness that was rolling off them in waves she turned her eyes back to her essay to finish the paragraph that she had been working on.
She heard all four of them stop in front of her but she kept on writing. Finishing the sentence she put the quill down, sat back and just looked at all four of them with an eyebrow raised. When no one spoke she let a small smirk come over her face.
"I never knew that a Gryffindor needed escorts to take him to his tutoring lesson. Please remind me to suggest it to the rest of the school." The smirk widened when she saw Weasley glare harder at her. Although she didn't intentionally want to hurt anyone, it was still fun to annoy them.
Chris turned her gaze towards Longbottom who was squirming slightly. "Well, unless you expect your guards to do your work for you I suggest you sit down Longbottom. Professor Snape asked me to tutor you and that's exactly what I'm going to do." Chris gave a pointed look towards Granger.
"Unless your grades have increasingly dropped, I don't understand why you're here Granger. The other two I can understand….Oh, well. Now, if you'll excuse us…" Chris started writing again. When she noticed that they weren't going away she looked up again. "Is there a reason you're still here?"
Weasley glared at her, Granger and Potter right by his side although Potter seemed to be thinking. "We're not going to leave you alone with Neville. You're a Slytherin, who knows what you'll do." Chris's smirk fell of her face and she glared icily back at him. When she spoke it was in a cold voice with no emotion.
"If you are quite finished then I suggest you leave. I only agreed to help Longbottom and even that was against my better judgment. If you do not leave right now then it will also be you who explains to Professor Snape why I was unable to help Longbottom. So the way I figure it, you should leave now."
Granger stepped forward and glared at Chris. "We'll be right across the room. If we think that anything is wrong then we will come over before you can pull out a wand." Chris just gave her a cold smirk that made Granger's glare harder in return.
Weasley pulled her towards a table at the other end of the library. Potter followed them though he did shot her a glare that was a mix of confusion and suspicion. She just gave him a cold smirk that she was sure didn't help him trust her any.
She turned her attention towards Longbottom and raised an eyebrow when she saw that he was still standing, looking around nervously and avoiding her. "Are you planning on doing you work standing up, Longbottom? Because if you are it will be a trick worth seeing."
Longbottom flushed in embarrassment and sat across from her. When she looked at his books pointedly he opened them but didn't do anything else. Fighting down the urge to sigh she sat back in her chair.
"Alright, how much can you remember of doing the memory potion?" Longbottom still looked like he was going to jump if she even so much as moved.
"Um…n. nothing really." He stuttered. Chris sighed slightly. This was going to be a long lesson. Standing up she went to get some books that would hopefully help.
After an hour Chris was about ready to give up. A scowl was permanently plastered on her face and it didn't seem to help Longbottom's fear of her. The boy was absolutely helpless. He just didn't get it. They had already finished a roll of parchment and now they were beginning the second one. Beginning being the key word. Longbottom just didn't seem to get the whole concept of potions and it didn't help Chris with teaching him.
"Ok, it's really easy Longbottom. What ingredients are used in the memory potion and why are they in it?" Longbottom looked like he just wanted to hide in a hole and that didn't help Chris's mood any.
"I don't know." He stated. Chris almost growled in annoyance. Finally, she gave up and just gave Longbottom a book that had most of the information in it.
"Write what ingredients are used in the memory potion, why their in it, what the potions used for and why people don't really know what it could do." As Longbottom started, Chris sat back and closed her eyes, willing the increasing headache to go away. When Longbottom stopped writing she looked opened her eyes and looked around to see what distracted him.
Looking over towards the Golden trio's table she saw Malfoy standing there, probably insulting them if she could trust the bright red color that Weasley was turning. Malfoy seemed to have noticed her watching him because he looked over. His eyes narrowed when he saw her sitting across from Longbottom.
He walked over and she could see Potter stand up and follow him, with the other two at his heels. He sneered at Longbottom and looked at me. "What are you doing with Longbottom?"
Chris just looked at him. "What does it matter to you?" She could see Potter stop right behind Malfoy, surprised that she wasn't intimidated by Malfoy.
Malfoy scowled at her. "You're a Slytherin. We don't socialize with Gryffindors. So I will ask again. What are you doing?" Chris looked at Malfoy, an amused smirk playing on her lips.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know that that was a rule. I'll keep it in mind. Now, if you'll please leave I'd really appreciate that." Malfoy just scowled at her and didn't go away. Instead he walked over towards her and leaned over her, his hands placed on either one of her arm rest.
"I would be careful if I were you. People don't like us and we don't like them. That's the way it works. Don't go and try to change that." He spoke softly so that only Chris could understand but she could still detect the iciness in his voice.
Chris looked at him, annoyance swimming freely in her eyes. "I'm not trying to change anything Malfoy. I do, however have to tutor Longbottom and you being here is not helping." Malfoy straightened and looked at Longbottom, a smirk on his face.
"You're tutoring him? Well then, I wish you luck. It would take a miracle for anyone to help him." Longbottom flushed in embarrassment. Chris saw Potter and Weasley growl slightly.
"Watch yourself, Malfoy." Potter warned. Chris sat back and just watched. This was going to end badly, no matter what anyone would do.
"Or what Potter?" Malfoy looked at him with a smirk firmly in place though his hand was by his side, ready to take his wand out if necessary. "I doubt you can do anything. Unless you hide yourself behind the mud blood." Chris winced slightly but only Malfoy seemed to notice.
Weasley took his wand out but Malfoy took his wand out faster. "Petrificus Totalus!" He said and Weasley froze. Potter and Granger instantly had their wand out.
Granger pointed her wand at Malfoy. "Expelliarmus!" Malfoy ducked and the spell missed him, though barely. But he didn't miss the next spell that was cast on him.
"Tarantallegra!" Potter yelled and Malfoy's legs started dancing uncontrollably. Molfoy scowled, pointed him wand at Potter and muttered something. Potter grabbed his stomach and seemed about to barf. He burped and a slug flew out of his mouth. Potter stared at it before another one joined the first one.
Granger looked at Potter in concern and disgust before glaring at Malfoy, who was still dancing. "Furnunculus!" She yelled.
Malfoy quickly put his wand up. "Protego!" A shield came around him and the curse reflected off of it but it went in Chris's direction. Chris stared at the oncoming spell in horror before she ducked, the spell flying over her head and into a book shelf.
Chris could see spells flying between Malfoy, who had quickly cast a spell to make his legs stop dancing and Granger. Finally she was sick of the whole deal. Standing up, she took her wand out and said, "Finite Incantatem!"
The spells disappeared and Chris was quick to stop the next ones. Pointing her wand at Granger she said, "Silencio!" Granger had been about to say a spell but no sound came out of her mouth. She turned towards Malfoy. "Accio wand." Malfoy's wand flew into her hand and then she did the same with Granger.
Everyone looked at her in surprise, including Longbottom who had taken resides in the far corner and Weasley who was still frozen but able to move his eyes. "It was getting annoying." Chris said. Just then McGonagall walked toward them, followed by Madame Pince, the librarian. She looked at the damage, from Weasley who was frozen, Granger who was trying to talk, Malfoy who was silent but glaring at Chris to Potter who was still burping slugs.
"What happened here?" She asked them, though it seemed that she was asking the Gryffindors more then Chris and Malfoy. That was to be expected.
Granger tried to explain but her voice was gone. Chris smirked slightly at the attempt. McGonagall, who saw the smirk, turned towards her. "Maybe you would like to explain, Ms. Maldon?"
Chris's first reaction was surprise because she didn't think that McGonagall remembered her name. Though it did make sense because she had been her teacher for a long time. Suddenly she remembered Malfoy and glanced at him. He was looking at her, the glare replaced by an intrigued look mixed with a small satisfied smirk. He knew her name and she just knew that was a bad thing.
Chris turned her attention back the McGonagall who was watching her with an expectant look on her face. Finally she shrugged. "Fine but you might want to send Potter and Weasley to the hospital wing." She had to fight to keep the smirk off her face when she saw McGonagall look at Potter with horror and disgust. She signalled for Madame Pince to take both of them to the hospital wing. Once Madame Pince left she turned back to Chris.
"Well, I'm waiting Ms. Maldon." Chris sighed and sat on the table that was behind her. How could she word it so that the least amount of people would get into trouble?
"We had a difference of opinion, Professor McGonagall and…um….." Who was she suppose to blame for the whole ordeal? If she blamed the Gryffindors then Drilene would be pissed with her, they would never leave her alone and probably turn the whole school against her but if she gave Malfoy the blame he would never let it go and turn the whole of Slytherin against her. Not that she really cared what they thought but it sure as hell wouldn't make her life any easier, especially if her parents got word. It seemed like she was in between a rock and a hard spot. There was only one solution and she didn't like it one bit. "I expressed my opinion too strongly and it set them off." Some how she knew that it wasn't the smartest thing she could have said.
McGonagall looked at her. "You cast the first spell?" Chris nodded and waited for what ever punishment that she would get. She was pretty sure that it wouldn't be light. "Well then, you have 4 days detention starting tomorrow and 50 house points will be deducted from Slytherin. You will also have to speak with Professor Dumbledore tomorrow morning." Chris mentally winced. She had forgotten about the house points. Oh well, she would get them back at some point. But she did not want to speak with Dumbledore. He was the last person she wanted to talk to.
"As for the rest of you." McGonagall looked at Granger, Malfoy and Longbottom. "You will all have 4 days detention, also starting tomorrow and 20 point will deducted per person. That includes Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley. Understood?" They all nodded. "Ms. Maldon, would you please remove whatever spell you put on Ms. Granger and give Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy their wands back?" It was more of a command then a request. She nodded and McGonagall turned and walked away, probably to go check on the other two.
Chris walked towards Granger who was watching her with a curios expression though was obviously still pissed. Chris handed her wand back. "Finite Incantatem." She muttered and turned to go. Granger's words stopped her though.
"Why did you say you started it?" Chris couldn't make out the tone behind the word but it seemed like Granger's voice had softened towards her. She couldn't have that. Chris quickly decided to put that hatred back between them.
Chris turned sharply back towards her. "That is none of your business. Now, why don't you go check on Potter and Weasley? Potter didn't look so good from what I saw." She sniggered slightly. Granger glared at her and Chris instantly knew that Granger hated her again. Granger turned around and stalked off. Chris watched her walk of with a small smirk.
She turned around to face Longbottom who was gathering his stuff. She knew that they wouldn't be able to finish and gave a small inaudible sigh. "You will have to finish on your own. I'll tell you when we meet again tomorrow." Longbottom nodded and hastily left. She watched his retread with just a hint of amusement.
She felt someone still looking at her. Turning towards Malfoy, she silently wondered what he was still doing there. Then she remembered that she was holding his wand and put her hand out with his wand in it. Malfoy took it though he didn't stop looking at her.
"Why did you cover for the Gryffindors?" Chris just glared at him, a look that clearly stated that it wasn't any of his business. "Fine, I'll find out some time or other. I get what I want, Maldon. Just like how I found out your name." He gave her a smirk that didn't leave her reassured at all before he walked out.
Sighing slightly at her constant misfortune, she picked up her books and her completed homework before following Malfoy to the dorms. Arriving at the dorms she was relieved to see that no one was there. Putting her stuff on a table, she sat on a couch and curled up on it, watching the fire dance.
She didn't want to sleep. She just knew that if she went to sleep something would happen that would cause her some serious problems. Problems that she couldn't afford to have. How she knew this, she didn't know but she trusted her intuition. Slowly she started to nod off though and soon she was asleep.
A.N. So what do you think? Review and Chapter 4 will be up a.s.a.p...as long as people review of course, lol