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Lies From Me To You
Chapter Four
Written: April 19, 2005 – June 19, 2005
Posted: June 15, 2006
The next morning, Draco and Torri were having one of their more -shall we say- ridiculous arguments. The ones where they never get you anywhere and you're back from where you started. But this morning, it wasn't what you would call they're normal "ridiculous" arguments, it was public. Poor Saige...
"Will you two PLEASE shut the hell up?" Saige hissed. "Is that too much to ask?"
"Maybe, just a little," Torri said back, with you to fingers together to show "a little".
"Ugh!" Saige fell in step with Harry and Hermione, seeing as Ron was again nowhere to be found. Saige and Harry suggested that he was snogging some girl on the Astronomy tower...but they dismissed the idea quickly.
"What are they fighting about?" Harry asked, pressing a hand to his temple.
"Listen, and guess." Saige rolled her eyes, unbuttoning the top three buttons of her uniform's white blouse so a black and silver AC/DC shirt was showing. Hermione smacked a hand to her forehead.
"Um, what are you doing, Saige?"
"Showing that I actually have good taste in clothes."
"McGonagall catches you..." Hermione started to say.
"MY POINT EXACTLY!" Torri yelled to Draco, standing up.
"Ok..." Saige said. "She won't. I've got it covered. Besides, I could take this off, and there'd be nothing but a light purple bra." Harry turned a bright pink at these words.
"What about purple bras?" Torri said walking over and dropping her bag, and books "accidentally" on Saige's toe. "Sorry."
Saige grimaced and gave her the finger. "Nothing. But Hermione was playing the mom and I was playing the teenager that never listens."
"Oh," She said, with her face in thinking mode, trying to think of what to say or do next.
"Yea." Saige said. "Oh great. Potions."
"IDEA!" Torri said excitedly.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Umm... classified information."
"Fine then," Saige said through gritted teeth. She grabbed her arm and pulled her over to a corner as Harry and Hermione shrugged and walked to Potions.
"Ouch" She said pulling her arm away from her.
"Oh come on, it wasn't that hard. Wimp."
"It still hurt," She said rubbing her arm slightly.
"Suck it up. What's this great idea that you claim to have?"
"Umm, I forgot?" She said turning away, trying to cover her lie. Saige shut her eyes, and whirled around, stomping after Harry and Hermione.
"WAIT! Okay I'll tell you"
Saige stopped and whirled around, placing hand on her cocked hip. "What?"
"I think, we should... um..., but stuff in Draco's caldron... "
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR FUCKING PLAN?" Saige screeched. She really didn't want to be so mad, but she was really starting to piss her off.
"I said to put stuff in his cauldron."
"Ok, that is the worst plan I have ever heard in my life...But I think I've got a better one." Saige winked. "Come on."
"Yay," She said jumping slightly. "Sorry, Just…"
Saige covered Torri's mouth before she could say anything, thinking it should be illegal for somebody to be so hyper in the morning. "Just get in the fucking classroom."
"Please," Draco scoffed. "If I would've known you would be this hyper, I would've had two more cups of black coffee instead of a sip."
"You really..." Saige covered Torri's mouth, again.
"Should know by know, Torri is always hyper."
"Who doesn't? I'm just saying..." And then he walked over to the Slytherins, four glares directed at him.
"What a...jerk-off," Saige said angrily, and grabbed a seat on one side of Harry.
"Jerk-off? Does he jack off if he's a jerk off?" Torri asked bouncing in her seat, apparently still hyper, maybe more.
"What do you think?" Saige replied back, still obviously seething from before.
"Well, personally, I think maybe he's just...a..." Hermione began to say. But Saige cut her off.
"Don't even think about standing up for that...selfish...sleazy...loasome...little rat-headed...greasy... PIG!" Harry turned and gave her a look, but Saige didn't notice.
"You know what?" Torri said, unhyperish, but random.
"Hm?" Hermione asked, apparently in a good mood. "Damn her," Saige mumbled.
"I think that fake fucking flowers, shouldn't need fake fucking protective structures..." The hyperness back.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Saige asked. "Are you high, or just drunk? Tell me, because, really...I am dying to know."
"Um, you want the truth." She paused. "Well, both."
"Look at me," Saige commanded. Torri looked, acting like a four-year-old child.
"You are lying," Saige said. "Because I would be able to smell the alcohol, and your eyes would be red and puffy if you were high. But still, there is something definitely wrong with you."
"Well, you never told me if you wanted the truth."
"I thought that would be too much to state the obvious."
"I had a red bull this morning...actually I had two, maybe three."
"Oh Merlin...do us all a favor and go...sit over there...by Snape's desk...maybe he won't notice..." Saige said, making Harry and Hermione snicker.
"I'm comfy, and you can't make me. I'm older than you," Torri replied, sticking out her tongue.
"Yea by like eight months. Oh, I'm so scared,' Saige said sarcastically.
"Still, it's the date that counts. I arrived first, deal with it."
"You are a wimp. Using the fact that your older to try to make back off. But since you seem to be high or whatever, I think I'll sit with Slytherins today." And she got up, and to everyone's amazement, slid on over to the Slytherins.
"That's the first and last time that will ever happen. I mean, it's my house, and she's hates them with her bloody guts. Haha." But that didn't seem to be the case. As the group watched, Saige seemed to be having fun with the Slytherins. She was laughing and smiling a lot. And she seemed to be talking to Draco and his little group out of most of them. Blaise actually got up, and walked around the group, sitting down next to her. Saige smiled, and said nothing as he even placed his hand on her thigh. Yep. It looked like she was having an excellent time.
'Whatever floats your boat, Saige.' Torri thought. Torri reached into her bag. "Shit!" She said and ran out of the room, colliding with Snape on the way out.
Snape shut his eyes for minute. "Miss. Malfoy, there is no running in the hallway. If you go right back into that classroom, I will refrain from taking any points from Slytherin."
"But Snape, I grabbed the wrong potions book, I didn't mean to. If you just let me go..grab.. it," Torri said, struggling to get around the Professor, who was rather larger then her...
"NO. Get in the classroom. It is not my fault you don't have the right potions book..." And he pushed her into the classroom, and closed the door behind them.
"But it was you who gave so many blasted potions books."
"What are you talking about? I gave you one. ONE, Miss. Malfoy. Not two. Not three. And certainly not many. Now, go sit down."
"I prefer Ms. Thank you... Sir." She said quietly sitting down, remembering she was an inferior.
"You aren't a widow," Snape growled, and turned to the class.
Torri threw her, wrong, potions book on her desk, breaking her quill.
Snape had turned and his eyes fixed on Saige. Sighing, he walked over to where she was sitting. "Miss. Malfoy...what in the Merlin's crypt are you wearing?" He hissed the last word. Saige looked up, a smirk in her eyes. "Clothes, sir."
"I'm afraid Miss. Malfoy, that what you happen to be wearing is against the dress code."
Saige looked down at her clothes. "But sir, I'm just trying to express myself. You, know. It's something that you obviously don't have...oh yes...individuality..." Snickers and laughter rose in the classroom.
"I'm still afraid that I must take action as a professor and deduct ten points from Gryffindor and distribute a detention." Snape said, walking up to the board and writing down potion ingredients.
"But sir," Saige said, making him stop writing. His knuckles turned white and he turned around. "I don't see you telling Pansy that, even though her G-String is showing." Pansy turned red.
"10 more from Gryffindor, 5 from Slytherin. Now Miss. Malfoy, if you would please shut up and copy the board, or would you like more points taken off?"
"Shutting up sir, although I do wish to tell Dumbledore about you not really doing your job " Saige said, smirking. She even prepared to stand.
"MISS. MALFOY! Please, do not make me talk to your head of house about suspelltion." He said walking toward the group she was sitting with.
"Look, sir, I don't want that anymore than you do, but seriously...it is really beginning to gross me out..." Saige's eyes flickered over to Pansy and then back to Snape again.
"Professor, she has a point. It is rather sickening," Torri spoke up from the other side of the room. Snape walked up to his desk, sat down, and put his head in his hands.
Saige looked at Snape. "Look, sir...this is frustrating, but tell Pansy to pull her PANTS UP!"
"I mean, really..."
"Parkinson, pants, up!"
"THANK YOU!" Torri and Saige said together, laughing silently.
"Miss.Malfoy...'s shut up, and copy the board like the rest of your houses..."
"Yes, sir..." They replied together, and got to work.
Sometime in the middle of this, Saige tore off a small piece of parchment, and chucked it at Harry's head, pretending nothing happened when he shot his head up.
Torri snickered, seeing the whole thing happening, and looked over at her sister shaking her head.
Saige raised her shoulders innocently. And watched as Torri did the same, but aimed it at Draco.
'Spitballs?' Torri mouthed to Saige, knowing nothing got a teachers nerves more than spitballs.
Saige shook her head, and ripped more parchment, aiming for Pansy. It landed in her bra. She let out a screech
They looked over at her, acting like they knew nothing. But seeing Pansy jumping around like, a well, like a pansy, made them laugh, followed by the rest of the class. Minus Draco and Pansy. Snape stood up. "Parkinson, stop being a pansy and sit down in your seat."
"But sir! I - that thing -" Pansy pointed to Saige. "Threw a ball of parchment down my shirt!" Saige shook her head. "No. Actually I was aiming for your eye."
"What does is matter, you made her freak anyway." Torri said through laughter.
"True..." Saige smirked. Snape looked over at her. "Miss. Malfoy...that is a weeks worth of detention."
"But...I WAS PROVOKED!"
"Which one?" Hermione said to the professor.
"And I don't see you telling Torri!"
"Saige..." Snape said. "And, Miss Granger, you can join her."
Torri raised her shoulders and cocked her head. And then she stuck her tongue out at her Saige from behind Snape back.
"But what did I do?" Hermione asked.
"You spoke without being called on. And there's another night's detention for doing it again." Hermione 's mouth fell open as she gaped.
"Sorry..." Saige said to her.
"Don't worry about it," She said quietly avoiding another detention.
Snape ignored them. "It's time we do the actual potion."
Almost an hour later, Snape dismissed the class.
Torri waited outside the dungeons door for Saige, feeling slightly guilty about the whole detention ordeal. Saige came out, holding hands with Blaise. She kissed his cheek, and he walked the other way. She waved at his back and then turned to Torri. "So...what's with the stare?"
"Umm, how about, eww? I waited to apolize about the detentions and...EW!"
"EW? Come on, he's sooo hot!" Saige ran a hand through her shiny hair, and fall in step with Torri.
Saige, you're not in the same house with him. Stories go bump in the night." Torri said turning her head toward the wall. Stories go bump in the night? What the fuck? Torri thought to herself.
Saige gave her a weird look. "So? What's wrong with me going out with a Slytherin? I thought you would be proud?"
"It's not the fact that he's a Slytherin--- WAIT! What the hell did you just say?" Torri stopped in her tracks.
"I said: I thought you would be proud that I was dating a Slytherin..." She stopped. "Aren't you?"
"Dating? I would be, but anyone but him." Torri said turning her head to spot Draco listening in on their conversation.
Saige followed her eyes.
"I mean, Draco is better than him. There are stories Saige, and I bet Draco could fill you in on them later, but I gotta 'git." Torri said and turned back towards the dungeons, leading the way to teh Slytherin common room.
Saige looked at her once more, and then to Draco. "What stories is she talking about? Why is she playing the protective brother? What's wrong with Blaise?"
"I knew there was something wrong with that...girl. Can't tell, see if I told you, you'd tell father, and can't have that." Draco said following Torri, after all the Slytherins had a free period next.
"What the hell is wrong with him?" Saige yelled. "Why can't you tell me? You know you can trust me!" Everyone started at her in silence.
"What?" Saige snapped angrily. "Merlin!" And then she went to her next class for the day.
"What was that about?" Hermione said quickly catching up with Saige's fast pace.
"Fucking Torri and Draco not telling me what the hell is wrong with my boyfriend, that's all..."
"Who's your boyfriend?" Ron curiously asked.
Saige looked over at him, surprised to be in his company, and then at the floor. "Blaise Zambini."
They got quiet. "Nothing, nothing at all is wrong..." Hermione said quickly shaking her head vigorously.
Saige gave her a sharp look. "That is a lie if I ever heard one... please you guys...why can't you just tell me...if you care about me, then you will."
"Well..." Harry started.
Saige looked at him. "Well...what?"
"Well, we're late for transfiguration."
"Can't get on McGonagall's bad side, better hurry up." Hermione said setting a fast pace.
Saige stopped walking. "Oh. So you guys don't care, is that right? You want me to get hurt, is that it?" Tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned and ran the other way.
"Let me handle it," Hermione said running the opposite way then Saige, going to get Torri first.
Saige didn't stop running and crying until she reached the girl's bathroom. She flung herself into a stall, and locked the door.
Hermione got Draco, which was hard to say teh least, to get Torri. "Just come on!" Hermione grabbed her arm and then ran towards the bathroom.
As soon as they reached the bathroom, they could hear someone crying.
"I'm sorry Saige, I should have told you. I totally forgot Draco was part of it." Torri said to Saige, before actually telling her what she was talking about. The crying subsided. They heard the latch unlock. The door opened. Saige's hair was messed up and her eyeliner ran down her face. Her lips were pale, and her white shirt was clutched in her hand.
"Tell me now."
"Hermione, I know you know and everything. But can you leave; this has some stuff in here, which might disturb you." Torri said. Hermione left. Saige went over to the sink, and washed her face, as Torri began to talk.
"Well, you know how Luc is a well, you know..."
Saige looked at her funny. "Is a what?"
"Umm, a death eater..."
"Yea...could you pleas get to the point?" Saige asked impatiently, running a brush through her hair.
"Well, Blaise is like the recruiter of death eaters in Hogwarts, to make a long story short. I know this because, well another long story that isn't needed to be told at teh moment."
Saige finished applying her eyeliner, really dark, around her eyes. She slipped it back into her bag, and looked at Torri. "That's the bad news?"
"Well, it's the simplest way to put the truth; teh longer version is more of teh reason."
"What's the longer version?" Saige slipped off her AC/DC shirt, and put on her white top back on, leaving the first three buttons unbuttoned.
"He's not a virgin?" Torri said, seeing if this would work as explanation.
Saige looked back at the mirror. "He's not a virgin? That doesn't surprise me."
"He's a rapist, a druggie, a dark lord supporter, a smoker, a dealer, everything you wouldn't want in a man." Torri said. He's everything I've had in the past.
Saige looked back at Torri. "As long as he doesn't try anything..."
"Believe me...I know his type, oh to well. You don't want this Saige." Torri said sliding her arm around her back looking in the mirror too.
Saige looked away. "I won't believe it until I see it." She broke away, and picked her bag up, not noticing something fall out of it. "I'm a big girl. I can defend myself." And then she left.
Torri bends down and picks up a small razor blade that fell from Saige's bag. Torri examined it, and slowly pulled up her sleeve ((sp)) and looks in teh mirror and she slowly slid teh razor over her wrists.
Saige gasped when she saw Torri cut herself, and she hid behind the shadows, her dark hair providing a mask. She hadn't really left. She was about to go and pick it up, and then she saw Torri --
Torri closed her eyes, and grabbed a paper towel so the blood wouldn't get on her shirt that much and pocket the razor as she headed out of the bathroom towards the Slytherin common room.
Saige left quickly after that. She didn't know if she should tell anyone, but she decided to keep it a secret. Until she had to.
Saige walked quickly to the Great Hall.
Quiet soon after she had sat down, the hall filled up. No sign of her. Saige thought to herself, still not getting teh image of Torri out of her head. Soon as
Saige had turned back to her food; Torri was in with a blank look on her face. Blank until she sat down next to Draco, now it changed to anger.
Saige looked over at Blaise who smiled at her. She smiled back, and everything that was supposed to be bad about him drifted out of her mind.
Torri who saw this, reached across the table, as soon as Saige wasn't looking, smack Blaise across the face. "Bastard," She stood up and left the Great Hall without eating anything.
The Hall grew silent. Saige noticed this and turned around. Blaise was holding his cheek, and Torri was no where to be found. Saige stood up. "I'm going to kill you, Torri."
OMG! We are sooo sorry that we haven't posted in like… almost a year.
I feel sooo bad.
But I mean, it's not like we could have helped it.
One, the only time we saw each other last school year (2005-2006, haha we are officially freshman as of yesterday at 9:31 AM) was at lunch…and boy that's a looong story. Okay, we sat with really weird people…and we had to play rock, paper, scissors to see who would take up the whole tables trash… and okay we're talking about four 8th grade boys here…they purposely make a mess. And then at the end of the year we hardly saw each other at all because I change lunch tables.
Two, a lot of like other things happened….like Kristina moved therefore her computer was down and it was down before that anyway. I was all like blah.
…You guys really didn't need to know that though. Anyway, yes the story will continue. Yes, we are changing our penname in the near future because personally, I don't like it. And yes, I do feel really bad for not posting the chapters we already had.
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