Disclaimer: Yeah. Be jealous. I don't own. -pouts-
With Hope
She had it all.
Money, looks, and everything else she ever wanted. She was spoiled beyond compare.
But, she was missing something from her life.
The one who was going to take her breathe away one day.
Except, how could someone if she was the shy one around the guys and the total bitch around everyone else?
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Hours passed as the night went on. Draco and Blaise were now in their dorm, sleeping. Well, at least Blaise was. Draco kept on moving around under his sheets as something distracted him deeply.
Laying his head against his pillow, he stared up at the ceiling and sighed deeply. He could not get his mind off Alexandra. Something was troubling her; she never just burst out crying because Snape screamed at her for spilling a potion. Most times, she dropped her potions because someone bumped into her and Snape would glare at her for a mere second and clean it up for her and fetch another tube and nod at her cauldron to get another dosage. However, that was beside the point, she was not herself.
Throwing the sheets off of him, he swung his legs on the side of his bed and looked down. He needed to know. Just how was he going to find out what was going in on her mind? Veritaserum. He shook his head in dismay. No. He didn't want to force her to tell him something that she didn't want to tell him. There has to be a way! Punching the bed, he was beginning to get frustrated.
Looking out of his window, the sun was beginning to peek its way through the trees that scattered the grounds of Hogwarts. He wasn't tired. His mind was settling into wake mode and he wasn't going to argue with it.
Breathing out slowly, he decided to try to get his mind off her for a while with a warm shower.
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Now that it was full-blown morning, with birds chirping and the smell of dew coming in through the many windows, all of Hogwarts was up. Pansy shook Alexandra slightly. "Andi. Time to wake up." spoke Pansy softly.
Andi swatted her arm away from her and pulled the covers over her head. Pansy pulled the covers off her and threw it on the floor. "Miss Rainey, you get your lard of an ass up, right this instant!" screamed Pansy, who stamped her foot against the floor.
Alex just covered her ears and paid no attention to Pansy's rants.
"Ugh!" exclaimed Pansy. She threw her hands up in the air and stormed out of the room. Andi's eyes slowly opened as the door slammed, sitting up she looked around her room and pulled her legs up to her chest. She wanted to cry so badly. Putting her head in between her legs and wrapping her arms around her legs, she cried softly.
"I don't know what's wrong her! It's as if she's gone stupid or something. She's no Slytherin at the moment. What could make her cry so much and act like such an idiot in front of Gryffindors? I mean, it would be the Gryffindor running out crying and she laughing at them. I just," said Pansy shaking her head", don't get it".
Draco looked at Pansy for a second and at the Girls' Dorm Staircase. Looking back at Pansy, he gave her a panicked look. "Did you leave her up there, Pansy!"
"Yeah." she responded casually, while looking at her fingernails.
"Why would you do that!" screamed both Blaise and Draco. Pansy almost fell off her chair with the blow of reality from both friends. Draco ran upstairs, managing to use his skills of slide climbing when he was younger and rushed into Alex's room.
Looking back at Blaise she asked, "What I do?" Blaise just shook his head with a look of -BitchMuch?- and laid down on the couch.
"Andi!" screamed Draco, as he ran over to her side. She looked up at him and pushed him away with strong force. Falling to the ground hard, he did not understand why she was acting this way. Cautiously getting up and grabbing her hand lightly, he waited for her to lash herself at him, but she didn't. Her breathing slowed and the signs of her crying were dying down.
Flinging her arms around him, she held unto him for dear life. Holding her close, he sat down on her bed and pulled her unto his lap for the second time in two days. Speaking up after the silence was starting to kill him, he said, "Mind telling me what's been going on, Andi? You're not you and everyone is worried about you. Especially me."
"I can't tell you." Her eyes flooded with tears again, and she closed her eyes to stop them from falling.
"You can tell me anything. Remember?" He reminded her of what they agreed to back in fifth year when they befriended each other. She just shook her head in his shoulder and bore her fingernails into his skin. Draco bit his lip with some force as her nails cut through his skin.
Breathing in deeply he continued, "You can't keep this bottled up forever, Alex. You have to tell someone, sooner or later... or else it might eat you alive. And I would love for you to stay with us." He said smiling softly as she looked up at him. A tear fell from her eye as she thought about how much he cared for her, but she shook her head once more and looked away from him.
"I'm sorry, Draco. But. But, I just can't tell you. I don't want to remember it. At all."
"Remember what?"
"What happened. I can't ever tell. Never." she said looking up at him with sadness in her eyes. His eyes were soft as he looked at her.
"I want you to be able to trust me, Andi. Like you used to. Like we always did. If you ever decide to tell me, you come to me and I will listen." he said. "Alright?" Andi nodded and sighed softly in his chest.
"Draco?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks. I couldn't ask for a better friend."
Smiling at her, he shook his head slowly and scrunched his nose slightly. "No. Thank you. You showed me a lot that not even Blaise could have. Opening me to newer and brighter things. All those adventures you took me on!" Tickling her, she laughed and he kissed her forehead lightly. "You're who anyone should be thanking. Not me."
Smiling softly, she looked at him with soft, gentle eyes and looked down quickly after a moment had passed them by. Not only was she getting herself involved with the one guy that she always wanted to be with since she reached Hogwarts, but she was not telling him what was wrong with her. She didn't want them to get farther than that. Not now.
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Walking out unto the grounds, the sun beat on her skin. She liked the warmth of the sun; it kept most of her troubles away, especially the one that was bothering for most of the day.
Picking up flowers from around the castle, she walked over to a rock that sat on the side of the lake. Her eyes glazed and her mind dazed, she didn't hear the commotion that was happening only feet away from her.
"Impedimenta!" yelled a young man at a dark-haired boy who was about his age.
The boy blocked the spell and shot one at him, "Engorgio!" The spell hit the young man's nose and it began to enlarge at an alarming rate. Screaming for his life, the young man fell to the ground. The boy who shot the spell at him, walked over to him doubling over in laughter.
"I don't get it, Ron. You don't seem to remember that I always use that spell against you, because you're not blocking at the right time. Seventh year and you keep on forgetting to block after your first attacks from an enemy. Finite". Ron's nose shrunk down to its natural size.
"Harry?"
"Yes?"
"Shut up."
Harry laughed and looked over to the lake, when he saw her. Just sitting there, as if nothing was there for her. His laughing stopped and he strained his eyes to see the colors on her robes. "Ron, do you know who that is?"
"Who?" asked Ron as he stood up and brushed himself off. He looked over in the direction that Harry was looking in and also strained his eyes to see the young girl sitting on the rock. "I dunno. Who do you think it is?"
"Yeah, nice question there, Ron." uttered Harry. "Can you see the colors on her robe, at least?"
"Um..." Ron walked forward a bit and looked at her robes and noticed it right away, he cocked his eyebrows and turned and looked at Harry confused. "It's a Slytherin, Harry."
"Oh. Well, in that case. I'm leaving. Not as if Slytherin's do anything for us, anyway."
Ron grunted pretentiously. Harry walked away from him and turned to him when he noticed that Ron was rooted to his spot, just staring at her. "Ron!"
"What?"
"You coming or what?"
"Oh, yeah. I will. I just need to do something. I'll catch up with you, later." Harry shrugged and walked back into Hogwarts' castle. Looking back at her on the rock, he approached her slowly. He had a feeling that it was her. He remembered every word that she said to him the last time they met.
"Should we be caring about something like that, right about now? You need help and I'm a sucker for helping people." was what she said. He felt like he should help her, at least this once.
Stepping from rock to rock, he noticed that she didn't even know that someone was coming in her territory. Standing a couple of feet from her, he picked up a couple of flat, smooth rocks and skipped them along the lake. "What's wrong, Alexandra?" he asked from nowhere.
Snapping out of her gaze, it was like an impromptu that her eyes widened and glowed for a mere second, before she looked at the person speaking to her. Ron noticed what had happened, but did not want to even talk about something like that with one of his enemies. "Excuse me? How do you know my name?"
"We, we met before. Once. You tried to help me, but I pushed you off in a way. Sorry about that." His cowardice was starting to take him over as he talked to this familiar Slytherin, that everyone was afraid of and was the popular girls out of the popular.
She looked down at some rocks with heavy eyes and nodded slowly. "O-Oh. Alright then." Looking back at the lake, she spoke out of nowhere as if he was someone close to her.
"Have you ever felt like you couldn't control your life at one time?" she questioned.
Ron, as confused as he was already, didn't know where this question came from. "What do you mean?"
"You know. When it feels like someone has taken control of your body, you're their robot, and they control everything about you. They take over your thinking, your spirit, your soul."
Shaking his head, he climbed up a couple more rocks towards her. Being careful not to slip on one, he sat on a rock that was a bit close to her, but not too close. "No. I don't. Are you okay?"
Closing her eyes, she laid down on the rock that she had been sitting down on for quite some time. "I'll never be okay. No one will ever know. I'll make sure of it." It was as if her body were having a seizure, it was trembling violently that Ron was beyond frightened. It was so eerie, but he felt like it wasn't done voluntary. Rushing up to her body as it lay perfectly still now, he picked her up and looked at her face. She looked like she was in peace, as if she was in a chronic rest.
She looked almost... perfect.
Walking tentatively down the rocks, he ran to the Hospital Wing with her in his arms. Blurred faces, as he ran past, were in a confused state. He knew what they were thinking. Gryffindor helping a Slytherin? What was he thinking? But he needed to help her. Just this one time.
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AN: Um. Good enough? I wish it could have been better. But my writing is going down the drain for some reason. Oops.
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