I decided to update! Yay for me!
Ejje: Yeah, usually takes her forever!
What? I like this story!
Cal: I like it too!
Ejje: Yes, so do I!
You don't act like it…
Ejje: Well…
Anyway, thanks to all who are reading this and I don't own anything but the ever lovable Professor Grim and the mysterious Xintil! Don't you just love them::huggles:
Cal: Don't you think you should answer reviews now?
That's right! I GOT REVIEWS! YAY::dances: All of you get cookies!
Ejje: Can I have a cookie?
No. Now to the person who asked how you pronounce Xinny's name, it's like Zen-til, the z makes a long zzz sound. Xintil! I made his name up, and he is an actual character in a book I'm writing, so no stealing! And you said this is funny, well ok, so it is a little. It won't be for too long. The plot starts soon! That's right; the first two chapters were working up to it! Here comes the plot!
Ejje: I wanna cookie!
Cal::eats a cookie: thank you M.E.!
Ejje: I WANT ONE!
Oh, this chapter is a week after the boggart event. Enjoy! And Ejje shut up, I'm out! Cal ate the last one!
Chapter Three
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(Xintil's P.O.V.)
Beautiful. That's the only word I can think to describe him. That first day I couldn't take my eyes off him. But oh, why do I even bother pining for something I can never have? To him and the rest of the word I am a sixteen year old student, and how could anything come out of that observation?
It would certainly surprise them of what I am and where I'm from. Funny how no one seemed too curious about that boggart. It was stupid of me to participate, if anyone was to investigate further, it could ruin everything. Luckily I'm sure only Harry and his gang questioned it for long, and I'm certain they won't lose sleep over that.
I do wish they would hurry up and find me, but it's been six years! What if they've given up? I'm almost certain my parents and sister haven't, but that Rid didn't seem too trustworthy to me, and I did fall through when no one was around. They probably didn't realize I had been in that room at all, and guessed I had run off.
Now back to my earlier thoughts. What to do about my new obsession? Should I tell him, and hope he'll understand? I do need someone to confide in besides the Alchs, but they have been just ever so kind to me. And maybe he'll just tell me to leave, and tell the world what I am. Then my family, friends, even my whole race would be in danger. They can not know about us yet. It is too soon.
Yet if I have to gaze into those gorgeous blue eyes everyday for the next year I'm sure I'm going to do something stupid. How I do wish to be able to run my fingers through that silky brown hair…
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(Normal P.O.V.)
"Harry, are you ok? You've been staring at the Slytherin table for five minutes. Plotting now are we?" Ron said with a chuckle.
Harry jumped out of his thoughts and turned his gaze away from the blonde who had caught his attention. He couldn't believe he had been staring, and at lunch no doubt when anyone could have seen him. What was he going to do about this? If he continued any longer the whole school would know that he, the-boy-who-lived, had a crush on Draco Malfoy, the supposed Death Eater.
"I'm fine Ron, just thinking about," His brain made a quick run through for things he could have been thinking about before it found one and he finished, "thinking about that Xintil thing. I'm still confused."
Hermione sighed loudly. "You really should stop wondering about it. If Xintil has some sort of dilemma he knows he can come to us. We're his friends, and friends don't nosy around in each other's business."
Harry nodded. "Ok, I'll stop, but aren't you just a tad bit curious? I mean, it's not everyday you see something like that."
"Yes, but I'm not so curious that I would break Xintil's trust and nosy about."
"Oh, we're late for Grim's class. Come on; let's see what we got today." Ron chirped as he stood up. The other two followed him and they headed to their class.
They were halfway there when run up behind them, and when they turned around they found Xintil there.
"Hi." The black-haired boy said. "Can I walk with you?"
Hermione nodded. "Of course you can Xintil."
He smiled back at her, but it was a small one and it looked strained to Harry. In fact, the boy looked as if he was deeply bothered by something; he even had bags under his eyes. As they entered the classroom and Xintil made his way to his usual spot in the back, Harry pointed all that out to his friends.
"Come off it Harry, that's how he always looks." Ron stated as they sat down in the front. "Don't start back on all that boggart stuff."
Just the professor walked in with a large box under one arm. He smiled at everyone before placing the box on his desk; it made a clunk sound when it made contact with the wood, and Harry guessed what ever was in it was quite heavy. With that done he straightened up and made a contented sigh.
"Today, we are going to do something fun." He started. "I have here some interesting books on jinxes. I want you all to find a partner and grab one, and then I want you to practice them on each other. A counter jinx accompanies each jinx, and none are too dangerous. I'm doing this as a favor to Filch. It seems that the amount of jinxing in the hallways as grown this year, and he's tired of assigning detentions. If you can defend yourselves, then there won't be a big problem. Now begin!"
Harry and Ron grabbed a book as Hermione and Neville did. When they began to read through the jinxes, Harry noticed Xintil didn't have a partner so he pointed it out to the professor.
"Ah, Mr. Alch you'll just work with me then." The professor said with a smile.
Xintil came up to the front of the room with a deep frown on. "Ok sir."
As the lesson began there was a lot of laughing and groans as people swapped jinxes. Harry hit Ron with a 'beaver face' one before he could counter it and the redheads front two teeth grew abnormally big. Both were on the ground laughing after Hermione had corrected them and as the started to calm down they heard a soft shriek from the other side of the room.
It had come from Xintil. He was sitting on the floor breathing heavily. At first glance it looked as if nothing was wrong with him, but on closer inspection it seemed as if his eyes had changed color. They were black, all the way across with no white showing. It didn't look harmful in any way, but the boy looked absolutely horrified.
"Xintil, you should have blocked that, it was simple enough." Harry heard the professor say just barely over everyone else's giggling as they continued jinxing each other. Hermione and Neville were back to practicing, and Ron was lying on the floor as he calmed down more. Only Harry it seemed noticed the odd situation at the front of the room.
The strange boy was still breathing rather fast and the look of fright had never left his face. The professor was looking at him oddly as he helped the boy stand up. After he had, Xintil flew out of the room, knocking quite a few people over as he did.
"What's wrong with Xintil?" Ron asked as he watched the doors slam shut.
Harry shrugged. "I don't know. I think he got hit with a jinx, then he freaked and ran out."
"That guy gets weirder and weirder every year, I swear." Ron said.
"Class," Professor Grim yelled. "Continue the lesson, I'll be right back!." With that said he hurried out the door after Xintil.
Everyone stared after him for awhile before most just began to sit down and talk, while a few actually continued the practicing. Harry and Ron took seats too, and a few seconds later Hermione joined them.
"Odd, wasn't it?" She said. "I was listening, and I'm quite sure he only got hit by a simple revealing jinx. It's supposed to turn your hair or whatever else you've dyed or charmed change back to its original color. I saw Seamus cast it; he missed Dean and hit Xintil instead. But, I didn't see anything wrong with him, did you?"
Harry blinked. Then Xintil really had black eyes like that! But, how was that possible? He didn't say anything to his friends, as they would most likely tell him to quit obsessing and say it was his imagination. No one else had noticed Xintil's eyes after all but the professor. What was going on with the guy? First the boggart, and now this?
Around twenty minutes later the Professor and Xintil came back. Xintil slumped down in the back of the room and Grim went back to the front looking extremely surprised about something. Xintil's eyes were now back to their usual brown color.
When class let out Harry saw the boy stay to talk with the professor., and he was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even see the blonde walking towards him until it was too late.
"Ow Potter, watch where you're going!"
Harry felt heat rising in his cheeks before he mumbled a small apology and made his way around the boy quickly. When he made it to his dorm he made his way up to his bed and collapsed. H e couldn't believe that had just happened. If anything like that occurred again he was sure he wouldn't only blush…
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Next chapter you'll see what happened between Grim and Xintil when they ran out of the room, plus a first glimpse at the slash I'm sure you're all dying for!
Cal: Yay! Harry/Draco!
Yep!
Cal: What's with Xintil by the way?
Cal, you know exactly what is u with him, and I might add to all who are reading this that when you do find out, DON'T steal my idea! It is actually in a book I'm writing, but it's worded a bit differently.
Ejje: (still crying)
Ejje, please! I'll get you a cookie in the next chapter!
Ejje: When will that be?
When I get some reviews of course!
Ejje: REVIEW! I WANT A COOKIE!
Cal: I can give you something better than a cookie baby…
Cal! Naughty! Don't do that here! The rating is all wrong!
Ejje: Awww…..
