Hating the Enemy

by HaleyBug

What are two teens, Parson Eberlee and Brand Stryker, to do when they hate each with a passion but their families are the best of friends? What any self respecting teens would do: hate each other anyways. Tagteam with infynitistars.

3. Crazy Little Voices

A/N: Bee and Hales in the His-ouse. haha, just joking. Well, we are back. I am sorry this chapter is lacking in length, but the next part of the story is a totally conflicting emotion from the end of this chapter. A sad/funny thing. It would be a stunted continuation, so it just wouldn't work. Well, we will get back to you later! Also, please forgive typos...We do try.

Disclaimer: We don't and never will own the world of Harry Potter.

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Hating the Enemy:

Chapter 2: Crazy Little Voices

..:Brand:..

Blah, blah, blah. Like I give a crap McGonagall. I know, I know, Head Boy should care…somehow…I don't. Everything she is saying just goes right by my brain. I hear endless droning, that's all. Finally, it's over. Food appears and everyone digs in. I love the welcoming feast. It's the best.

After everyone has finished eating, McGonagall says a few parting words and then we are dismissed. Parson meets me in front of our Headmistress. She is going to show us to our "Heads Dormitories" Shoot me now, please!

We walk down a corridor once we reach the second floor. We walk into a dark alcove and torches light up on either side of what appears to be a stone chest. McGonagall opens the intricately designed lid and pulls out a small box. She turns to us. "Now, these rooms are harder to get into because you can't repeat what you heard another say," she turned and set the small box on the newly closed chest lid. She opened the small box's lid, flipping it back, and gadgets unfurled. Several machines and a potion bottle appeared in the box. McGonagall went through the motions, explaining them as it went, "First you have to flip this switch and enter the password, then you have to flip it again to close it. Next you must set your hand in this machine and say the password. Then thinking the password, you drink this potion." She looked at us. " Don't worry it will detect if you have good intentions or if you live here. It will open the door if so, but if nothing happens, everything resets itself. Your password is: Alone one can achieve great things, but with others one can achieve greater things."

I think they are trying to tell us something here…We walk through our newly made door, into our Commons.

..:Parson:..

Merlin, that is some high security. I think McGonagall has too much time on her hands to think of new ways to get into rooms. I mean what happened to just telling a picture a password and getting in. It was so easy. I'm going to have a lot of trouble with getting into the Heads Rooms.

Brand and I walk in and I can tell that we are shocked by what we see. The common room is decorated in blue and gold. It is a spectacular sight. A roaring fire and a giant bookshelf is a welcoming sight for me. I smile. It will be very nice and peaceful to sit on the couch and read a book. However, the idea of peace crashes and burns with just the thought of Brand staying in here. I continue to look around and realize Headmistress McGonagall has left and Brand has already headed towards his room. I decide I should check out my room, too.

..:Brand:..

I open my bedroom door, hoping it will be good since the Common Room was. Swinging my door open, I see my room is decorated in various shades of blue with silver. My dresser is a deep mahogany color. I look at my bed, which is big and circular (awesome!) and the Ravenclaw crest as "accent" pillows on silver and blue bedding. I look around the room and see hints of red and gold. Damn Gryffindor. Stupid wench…oh well, my room is awesome anyways.

..:Parson:..

My bedroom is beautiful. It is decorated in gold and red. There is a mahogany wardrobe and desk. There is also another bookshelf so I can put anything of want on it. The best part of the room is the queen size bed. It has a canopy and pillows galore. This is definitely a highlight. Since I'm not really tired, I decide to unpack my trunk. It takes me a while but at least it's all done. I change into my pajamas. I take my toiletries and go into the bathroom. It is gigantic! Everything is clean and sparkly I look for a sink and notice there is two. Hmmm…that's a little odd. I notice that the color scheme in here is gold and blue just like the common room. Bloody hell, don't tell me that this is a shared bathroom! I look at the other side of the bathroom to see the door opening. Brand pops his head in and this confirms that this is a shared bathroom.

..:Brand:..

Shit.

That's all I have to say.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, and more importantly SHIT!

I have to share my bathroom with the scum-monster, no less. Poop. I look around and see the decoration scheme is the same as the Common Room, blue and gold. At least I can seek refuge from this ugly gold crap in my room. Stupid gold. I really dislike that color. It's overwhelming and ugly. Glaring at Scummy, I close the door and turn to my desk. It matches my dresser and that bookshelf in the corner. I love this room.

I walk back out to the Common Room and see two more desks with our names in the metallic color of our houses. Mine is obviously silver. I look at the closed door and see my name writing in masculine letters, also in silver. Parscum's letters are gold and feminine.

..:Parson:..

Okay good he's gone. I quickly finish up in the bathroom and go back into my room. It's been a long day and I should get some sleep. However, it is getting hard to actually fall asleep. Okay, now I'm wide awake. Luckily, it's Saturday so I don't have to wake up early and head off to classes tomorrow. I don't want to lie here anymore. I need to get up. I think that I'm going to go look in the Common Room. I didn't look at it thoroughly. I'm excited about the Head Rooms even if I have to share with Brand.

I walk into the Common Room and look around. This is a comfortable place and it won't ever be crowded. A bonus! I have too much energy and there is nothing here to release some of my hyperness. I guess if I read a book it might soothe me into a drowsy state, so I can get some sleep. I go and inspect the bookshelf. I pick out a book that sounds interesting and go to sit on the couch. As I walk, I trip on a pillow that was on the floor. Why is there a pillow on the ground? I would like to know the answer. I land on the couch. Well, sort of, more like a person lying on the couch. That explains why the pillow was on the floor. I open my eyes and look at Brand. The queasy feeling in my stomach starts again and I gulp. How come I didn't notice him before? I need to get up. My mind is screaming that command, but physically I'm not responding. I wonder if I'm falling for Brand…NO! He did something that I can never forgive him for. How come he's not getting up from under me? Why hasn't he pushed me off him yet? He's just lying there with a smile on his face. Smiling! Stop it! I hate to admit it but the smile makes him very charming. Damn! I've got to stop thinking those thoughts. Fate is against me today.

..:Brand:..

Great, just great. She is such a klutz. I smile thinking back on our childhood, how she always used to trip over everything. What a spaz. I shake my head. We've been in this position a lot recently. Why isn't she getting off? She is doing that weird breathing thing again. Her hair is falling over her face and it's tickling my cheeks. Reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear. I hear her gasp. I chuckle and push her off gently.

"You're such a klutz. I'm going to get food. Don't die if you can avoid it, our parents would be unhappy if you did," I tell her, opening the door. The opening does return to just being a desk after we close the door. I don't think anything happens when we open the door from the inside though…

..:Parson:..

Why does he seem so calm? I was freaking out back there. And how come he is hungry! I'm hungry, too! I must be falling for Stryker. My sister has brainwashed me to make Brand look appealing. Damn. Damn. Damn. I must find something to preoccupy my mind. I pick up the book and sit on the floor next to the fire. I couldn't possibly sit on the couch after what just happened.

..:Brand:..

Yum. Absolutely yum. House-elves sure know what they're doing. I can't get enough of that chicken. Yummy. The donuts are good, too. I'm lucky we have house-elves at home…Anyways, I walk into the Common Room and Parscum is lying on the floor by the fire. After walking behind her I step on her butt and throw a maple bar down in front of her. She has always liked them so I'm trying to soften the blow from earlier. Then I walk into my bedroom and close the door.

..:Parson:..

I was engrossed in my book so it was a little shocking when something touched my butt. I was about to yell at Brand, but a donut was in front of me. The insult flew out of my mind as I processed the donut. Maple, my favorite! I have died and gone to heaven. That was considerate of him. Bloody hell! My heart just skipped a beat. I can't believe I've gotten mushy over Brand. He's a piece of scum! I need to stop thinking about him. Maybe I should find myself a boyfriend to go gushy over. Hmm…Nah.

..:Brand:..

The next morning I woke up and Parson was already on the couch. Wait, she isn't reading, she's sleeping. She must have moved from the floor. Parson looks really peaceful and actually…pretty when she's sleeping…I walk around the couch and reach out to touch her cheek. No, don't! Stop now! I can't believe I'm thinking about this. I put a blanket on her to occupy my mind. When I adjust it, her eyes flutter open.

..:Parson:..

Whoa. Why is Brand standing over me? I must be having a nightmare. Any minute now he's going to take out a knife and stab me. Did I just see a flash of red in his eyes? WAKE UP! This is a cause for drastic measures. I have to pinch myself. Ouch, okay I'm definitely awake. I sit up. There is a blanket on me. I give a questioning look at Brand. Oh well, I won't ask. I look at the clock and notice I have forty minutes till I meet Hallyn. I get up, ignoring Brand, and go into my room. Thirty minutes later I'm out of the Heads Room heading down to meet Hallyn for breakfast. I definitely need to talk to her.

..:Brand:..

At breakfast that morning I eat with Fletcher and Kaison. There is a girl down the table making googly-eyes at Fletch. All the girls like him, although he tells me the same number or more girls like me, but I dunno. Anyways, Fletcher is smiling at her now, but other than that, kind of ignoring her. He doesn't like her. If she would go, he'd love that. It doesn't look like that's going to happen.

"Stop smiling at her and maybe she'll go away, Fletch," I tell him, looking around boredly. He nods and glares at her before turning away. I laugh and so does Kai, "Maybe the glare was unnecessary…" He shrugs and stands up.

"Come on. You have to come with me, she might follow me otherwise," We nod and follow him out of the Hall.

"I can't believe you're running away from a girl, " I say and we all laugh. My laughing is cut short by the sight of Parson in front of me, again. God, go away… Kaison starts grinning at her.

..:Parson:..

Hallyn and I were leaving the Great Hall after breakfast, but Hallyn had to go back because she forgot something. Merlin, whatever it is. I bet she went back to talk to…Rhys. I've been standing her when Brand and his posse come strutting up laughing. I roll my eyes. What a bunch of losers. Brand stops and just stares. Kaison, I think that's his name, has this goofy grin on his face. He's very irritating. I think I should have some fun.

"Hi, you guys," I say giving Kaison my blinding smile. I look at Brand and see the look on his face and smirk.

..:Brand:..

Haha, wait no haha. Gah! She likes Kai. That's funny in a very irritating way. Why does she like Kaison? Why do I care? I don't. Haha. I guess that's good for Kaison, no? Fletch smirks, noticing the stupid look on Kai's face and elbows him in the side. Fletcher pushes him forward. Kaison gulps and then smiles.

"Alright, Parson?"

..:Parson:..

"I'm doing okay. Which is saying something considering the weird night I had last night," I told him. I've never really flirted, but this is kinda fun. I smile. I flutter my eyelashes just a little bit. I don't want to over do it. I mean I don't want Kaison to think that I like him. I glance at Brand and his eyes look like their going to pop out their sockets. I laugh.

..:Brand:..

This is stupid. I can't believe my best friend is laughing and flirting with my arch-nemesis. Why is she laughing?

"What are you even laughing at, Pary?" I ask snidely, causing her to stop laughing abruptly. Parson glares at me. I wonder what she will say. I can't believe that she is flirting with Kaison. Why would Kaison sink to that level? I guess I knew he liked her, but seeing it in action is just slightly disturbing. I am disgusted beyond reason.

..:Parson:..

Finally I hit a nerve. He's disgusted because I'm flirting with Kaison. Hmm…I can use this power over Kaison. He will do anything I command. Evil Laugh

"It so happens I was laughing because you have egg right there on your shirt. You look even stupider than ever," Okay I know that was a bad excuse, but I don't care, "It was nice seeing you, Kaison. Catch you later," I smile one more award winning smile and walk away. Okay, I acted really stupid. I blame it on lack of sleep. What is taking Hallyn so long?

..:Brand:..

Stupid bitch. I can't believe her. There is no egg on my shirt. Fletcher laughed hysterically when I checked my shirt, even taking it off to check. I noticed girls looking at me in a flirtatious manner while I was examining my shirt. Once my shirt was back on Lyre came up to me and started messing with my tie. Her friends were giggling excessively.

"Uh, hi, Lee…what are you doing?" I ask removing her hands from my tie.

She gave me an…I guess…"sultry" is the best word…sultry look and pouted. "I was fixing your tie, Brand. Is that a problem?"

"No, I just didn't think there was a problem with it…Oh well, thanks, I guess." She gave me a look, which I can't describe…

"Are you okay, Lee?" I reach over and felt her forehead and her cheeks. She grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers.

"I am now." My eyes widen and I clear my throat, pulling my hand away. What is wrong with her? She is acting really weird lately. It's confusing. What does she expect? She is like a sister to me.

"Uh, that's great, Lee. I'm happy for you. Now I am going to go, have fun in classes tomorrow," I tell her kindly, patting her shoulder. I cast my friends a look, telling them not to ask because I don't know the answer.

..:Parson:..

Hallyn and I ran into each other in the hall. It seems like I never get to see her anymore. I hook arms with her as we walk down the hall.

"Parson? I'm really sorry, but Rhys asked me to meet him in ten minutes." She tells me," I forgot that you wanted to talk to me, but I already said I would."

I tell her it's fine and that she should hurry. What should I do now that I've been ditched? I guess I will walk around. I think I will go sit by the lake.

..:Brand:..

Fletcher sighs and rests his hand on his fists. "I'm bored, honey buns. Take me somewhere." He is addressing me and I feel the greatest urge to ignore him. He always acts like this; it's a sign of our friendship. He's been like this…for a long time. Don't worry he's straight, very straight, but not in the player way. He just likes girls. Except for that girl at breakfast. Haha.

"How about the lake sweet pea," I say back dryly. He pretends to squeal and latches on to my arm, beginning to tell me all about this new purse. We all start laughing when Kai speaks.

"I feel like a third wheel," he mumbles. Fletch let's go and we walk normally. What is Kai so happy about all of a sudden? I look in the same direction as him. God must hate me. There sitting by the lake is Parson Eberlee.

..:Parson:..

I'm sitting by the lake throwing rocks into the water. With all these confusing thoughts this is helping to calm me down. I don't know why, but I look at Brand and I'm not all that disgusted. I'm not truly despising him like I used to. This is terrible because I don't want to feel this way about the guy that did something horrible to me in my childhood. Then I think about everything my sister has been thinking about me. I can't be as horrible as she sees me. I'm her sister, damnit! Sigh... However, my tranquility was destroyed as I hear laughter coming from the castle. Merlin, are these people stalking me? It seems that wherever I go, they suddenly appear. Maybe if I stand still they won't see me and leave me alone. I doubt that they won't notice me, I mean, I have red hair. It's like some giant sign, telling everyone where I am. I don't feel like having a yelling fight with Brand. Please go away!

..:Brand:..

Stupid redheaded freak of frickin' nature. Why does she have to be everywhere that I want to go? Because God doesn't love me anymore, that's why. I really dislike this. Fletcher is looking at me uneasily, obviously sensing my unhappiness. Kaison, the fool (note to self: worry about Kai in the near future), is still grinning like an idiot. What does he see in her?

She's pretty and smart and nice.

Who the hell are you?

I am you. I am the sensible one that tells you things you don't want to hear. Like this: You know what Kaison sees in her. You would feel the same exact way if you didn't hold that thing against. It wasn't all her fault.

Yes, it was! And I would NOT feel that way about her, she's a bitch and she is stupid and I hate her! She brought this upon herself. I would never have done to her what she did to me. Human beings don't do things like that, only soulless bitches like her. Don't dare say that I would like her and go all googly-eyed and smile like Kai does when he sees her. I would never do that; she is the worst person I know.

"We don't have to go anywhere, honey buns," Fletch says, trying to lighten the mood. Kaison departs and walks towards Eberlee. Let him have her. He wants her, whatever for him. I turn and walk back into the castle, trying to stay calm. I run, once inside, to the Head's Commons. In my room, I take out Demetrius and stroke his head. He nuzzles my cheek when I rest him on my shoulder. Taking him off once I sit down, I stroke him and sigh.

"I don't know what to think about anything anymore, Dem. Everything is really confusing. Kaison likes Parson and I am thinking the weirdest thoughts. My mind told me I would like Parson if I didn't hold what happened against her, but she can't do what she did and not have my contempt, right? I am right, aren't I, Grandpa?" I look up. Grandpa. I don't know why I just called Demetrius Grandpa. I feel an ache inside. Grandpa Demetrius. I still miss him to this day. I wish Grandpa was here now, to give me advice about what I should do. I love Demetrius, he is one of my best friends, but I can't really carry a conversation with him, though, I do feel like he knows what I am saying most of the time.

"Sorry, Dem. You know I still miss Grandpa," He nuzzles me cheek and again and I find a treat for him. I walk over to the window and set him on the sill. After I pull my desk chair over the window I sit down and rub him under his beak. I sigh again, "My mind is a jumble. This year hasn't even really started yet and so much has already happened…Did I tell you that I think Lyre likes me? I'm sure it's just a crush, like little kids have, but I think it's there. She was practically begging me to do…something today after breakfast. Lee is like my sister, I can't let her hit on me. It's weird. That is another confusing thing. So much is happening, imagine what it will be like once this year really starts. Oh well, I'll let you go hunt now." I stroke him once more down his back and open the window, allowing him out. I collapse on my bed and sit there for a while. Then I walk out into the Common Room and collapse on the couch. I sit there for about five minutes when the door opens.

..:Parson:..

Finally I was able to free myself from Kaison. As I was down by the lake, I tried really hard not to be noticed. However, the stupid twerp could spot me from a mile away. He came up and sat with me, talking about crap. I don't know what he said. I just nodded and threw rocks into the water. I had to make a lame excuse about getting too cold and should go back to my room. He offered his jacket just so I could stay out longer. What a nuisance! I don't want your damn jacket! I had to persuade him that I was tired too and should go rest back in my room because tomorrow is the first day of school. I swear, after fifteen minutes of trying to make my excuse work, he finally let me go. Not after, trying to give me a kiss on the cheek. Okay, I was flirting a little at breakfast. Just barely what I would call flirting and he's already trying to snog me. What a frickin' loser. Pathetic. I walk into the common room after like five minutes of trying to open the stupid door, and I see Brand laying on the couch staring into the fire. I don't want to talk to him, so I quietly make my way to my room. Of course, I haven't even reached it before Brand calls out my name. What in the world does he want now?

..:Brand:..

Wait. Why the hell did I call out her name? I DON'T KNOW! I didn't even call her something she hates, just "Parson". Christ, now I have to have something to say. I snigger, thinking of something. "How was your time with your new boyfriend?" Why did I ask that? Why don't I want Kai to be her new boyfriend? Because he is my friend and she isn't. I don't want my friends dating her or others like her. Well I don't think there are very many others like her. Mostly I am very nice to people, but she just doesn't deserve it.

That's not why you don't want her to date Kaison, you stupid, stupid boy...

Oh, my god. You're back. Why are there voices in my head? WHY AM I TALKING TO MYSELF? I have no idea. There are voices in my head. I have problems. This is Parscum's fault. Stupid wench, making me talk to myself. She just had to go and get pretty and somewhat tolerant. Wait, no. No no no no no no no no. NO NO! I did not just say anything about her being pretty. Crap.

..:Parson:..

I look at him and say, "Well, I didn't mind talking to Kaison. He's seems to be more of a gentleman than you are. That's for sure. A lot more mature than you. Hmm...maybe he wouldn't be such a bad boyfriend," I glance at Brand," But don't worry, Brand, he's not my boyfriend." I turn the knob to my bedroom door and walk in.

..:Brand:..

My eyes fly open. That stupid, assuming bitch. How dare she think that I care. I couldn't CARE LESS! I open her bedroom door without knocking and she screams. I laugh hysterically for several minutes, before realizing she is in very little clothing, she must have been changing. Personally, I don't care. We have known each other since we were babies. Our mothers would hang out and we would run around naked, like little babies do. I lean against the doorframe and cross my arms. "See, back there, you almost made it seem like it mattered to me if you dated Kaison. The only possible problem I see with that plan is that it involves you. I don't want my best friend to date the one thing I hate the most in this world, but, hey, what can you do? If you like him, I will live." I turn, smirking at the hurt in her eyes when I emphasized the word thing. That's what she is to me, a thing. Parscum isn't worthy of being human because of what she did to me. Walking into my room, Demetrius is waiting patiently for me. He flies and lands on my shoulder. He can tell I am unhappy and clips at my ear in affection. I ruffle the feathers on his head and he emits a low hooting sound. This makes me smile.

..:Parson:..

Merlin! That bastard walked in here right when I was changing into my pajamas. Okay, doesn't he know how to knock? I lacked clothing, he barges in here completely unannounced, scares the living daylights out of me, and then stands there laughing uncontrollable. Okay, someone please tell me that he is insane. Because so far he's confirmed any doubts that might have formed in my mind. He liked babbled on about me being a thing and not wanting me to date Kaison. Please, I have no intention in dating the bubbly twerp. He's just to...weird. That's all I can describe him. I am hurt, though, about him hating me and assuming weird stuff. Strange thoughts…I'll stop think about that right now. I'm so tired, after last night. I'm lacking energy and I will need plenty of that if I'm going to get through this week of school and the Prefects meeting that is suppose to be this Thursday. So, off to bed I go.

..:Brand:..

I walk down the corridors quietly, Parson next to me. "Those little bastards really do ask too many questions, don't they?" I sigh and open the door, allowing Parson through. She laughs and nods, collapsing on the couch. I collapse next to her and we both realize that this recent exchange has been...pleasant. I clear my throat and rub the side of my head. Where do I go from here? ACK!

..:Parson:..

For some reason Brand seems nervous. I don't really understand. I think that boy has some issues. We just got back from the Prefects meeting, which went great by the way. We've all decide that by the end of this month we are going to have a Welcome Back Ball. I'm pretty excited. I haven't been to a dance in a while. I love to dance! I know how to do all kinds of dances, salsa, waltz, ballet, etc. You name it and I can do it. Anyways, Brand and I have been a little more civilized to each other. We've even studied on some of our harder subjects together. That's a miracle if you ask me. I used to leave the library if he happened to walk in. I wouldn't be able to concentrate. Things have been working out and I don't mind his company that much. Strange isn't it. However, I will never forgive him for the stupid thing he did. Stop thinking of that and I won't get mad and ruin the moment. I sigh. That's all I can think of to do right now. Pathetic...I know.

"So, Brand, anyone in particular that you are going to ask to the ball?" I know that is a stupid thing to ask, but I'm tired of the silence and he looks like he is trying to think of something to say to start a conversation. Too bad. Beat you to it.

..:Brand:..

I clear my throat again. What am I supposed to say to THAT? I don't really have anyone that I would like to take to the Ball. I don't know any girls that I would be willing to do that with...

Yes, you do.

YOU! GO AWAY! I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE!

Yes, you do.

Is that the only thing you know how to say?

Yes, you do. Haha, only joking. I know how to say this: YOU WANT TO TAKE PARSON! Haha, sucker.

Oh, my god! First you invade my brain then you tell me I want to take Parson to the dance? You are crazy. Although, maybe that wouldn't be so ba-. Stupid voice in my head is influencing my brain. Wait, that sounds stupid, but it isn't. I do not want to take Parscum to the Ball and I am not going crazy. I don't know who that stupid voice is, but it can't possibly be me. I don't think things like that. We are only being civil because we are fellow Heads. Trying to choke each other wouldn't set a good example, so we have to remain at least semi-friendly. Oh well.

"Not really, why do you ask, Par-y? Do you have anyone in mind you'd like to take you?" I ask, smirking.

..:Parson:..

"No, I don't really have my eyes set on anyone to take me. I doubt anyone would want to," I narrow my eyes at Brand," Don't say anything. I'm just surprised you haven't found one girl. There are always a flock of girls with you. It's practically the whole girl population."

That is true. Brand and his posse are very popular. They always have people surrounding them, mainly girls. I don't think I would be able to stand it like they do. I guess that is why I'm not popular. Sigh...I know who I want to ask me to the ball...Brand...OH MERLIN! BLOODY HELL! I didn't just think that. Argh! HELL NO! I'm losing my sanity. I think Brand's craziness has rubbed off on me. I've caught whatever he has caught. Dang!

..:Brand:..

I nod, there always does seem to be girls around. I don't think that Parson has noticed, but she always has boys around, too, they just aren't as annoying. I think I'll let her figure that out on her own. She seems content not knowing. Who am I to ruin that for her? Maybe I should tell her so she can find someone other than Kaison. That thought sends shivers down my spine. Why though? I just don't get it. Oh yeah, friend vs. enemy thing. That's what it is. Why does Kaison have to like her? That is wrong beyond all reason. So wrong. And gross. So gross. I really want that to go away. If you are even thinking about coming back I will shoot you. Even if that requires shooting myself. I wouldn't care. You are the devil. Where's that little angel on the other shoulder? The one that doesn't tell me stupid things like "You like Parson, kiss-y, kiss-y"?

I hadn't thought of that, that's good. You like Parson, kiss-y, kiss-y. She wouldn't object, I promise.

GO AWAY! ACK! I'M GOING INSANE! I can't believe this. This totally sucks.

"Yeah, well, most of the girls that are around us are irritating. I think they should all go and giggle themselves insane. I would laugh if that happened," I chuckle to myself and then I realize Parson is laughing, too. I never tell jokes like that to anyone but Fletcher and Kaison. What is wrong with me? Something must be wrong with me. AUGH!

..:Parson:..

Hmm...It's not that bad hanging out with Brand. He's actually pretty funny. I agree with him. Those girls like worship the ground he walks on. It's pretty pathetic. Especially, when my sister is one of them. I think he has realized now that Lyre has a crush on him. Whenever she comes into view, I see Brand try to run in the opposite direction. It's like Lyre is hunting her prey. When Lyre puts her mind to something she mainly gets whatever she wants. She is a very determined person. I guess, kind of like me. Anyways, it amazes me that Brand is actually trying to make a conversation with me. He's never really put that much effort into talking to me. Not that I really did anything to make him want to talk to me. Hmmm…now there is this really awkward silence. I tug a piece of hair behind my ear that had fallen out of my ponytail.

..:Brand:..

I sit there and look at the ceiling, immune to the awkwardness that Parson is obviously feeling. Closing my eyes, I start to hum a song my mother used to sing a long time ago. Parson smiles softly, recognizing the tune and joins in, quietly singing the words. Our mothers both sang the song frequently when we were babies and sometimes they sang it together to put us to sleep. It's a nice moment after we finish the song. Question: Was that weird to anyone else? I think what we just did was weird. I really can't believe we just did that. Of course, we used to sing that song really loud when we were like five and didn't have a care in the world, but that was before...that happened... Okay, totally ruined the mood with that thought.

Okay, still really freaked out that we did that. Parson has always had a really pretty voice and I can hum until the metaphorical cows come home, but, still, we hate each other. Now we are singing songs that we haven't sung for... eleven or twelve years? This is just too weird. Still, I just sit on the couch. I wonder what is going through Parson's mind. We catch each other's eyes and laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

..:Parson:..

Okay that was really...strange. One, why was he humming that song and two, why did I start singing? I'm not a bad singer. I guess whenever someone plays a song I know the words to I can't help but start singing. That is the only explanation to why I started singing. It's a beautiful song and I love it. It just brings back memories before the incident. Then I get all depressed and then angry.

"Do you wonder what it would be like if we were still friends and the incident never happened?" I speak my thoughts. Wait...did I just say that out loud? I'm just making a fool of myself. Okay, why did I bring that up? I should leave. I need to finish my Charms essay. Except couple of problems. I just asked a question and it would be rude to leave before I hear the answer. Also, I'm way to comfortable. I never knew that a couch could be so cozy. I think 'm turning into a lazy bum. Sigh...What is taking Brand so long to respond?

..:Brand:..

I feel a mixture of emotions. Happiness at the idea of being friends, anger because of what happened, sadness knowing that nothing will change what happened. Quietly, I reply, "Sometimes." The Common Room is too uncomfortable for me now, so I get up and go into my room. My Transfiguration essay needs finishing and I feel now is the perfect time to do so. Demetrius comes to rest next to my right hand on my desk. Still reading my text to find information, I scratch Dem under his beak. He hoots and I smile. He has my attention now, and he knows it.

"What would it be like if that thing hadn't happened? Where would Parson and I be right now?" I sigh, shake my head, and return to my essay. A few minutes later Parson knocks on my door, asking if I have any extra ink because she is out. I figured that if she needed some she was out...I'm not that dumb. Oh well, I can be, but I did figured this one out. When I hand her the inkbottle I don't look her in the eyes because I don't want to think about what would be like if that thing hadn't happened.

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