Alrighty I'm here once more! So I hope you all liked the last chapter
because I really have no idea what is going to happen in this chapter.
Maybe some confrontations with Lacey's fellow Slytherins? Hmm. I don't know
so we shall find out! So on with the chapter! A/N: Thanks to COFFE IZ
GOOD!!! I am very appreciative of your review! I defiantly didn't expect
it! You made me day!
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Lacey sat on the floor in the Slytherin common room attempting to do her Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts homework. Her mind kept drifting off to what happened earlier with Fred. She couldn't help but smile.
"You know, I never thought Potions homework would ever put a smile on someone's face." Lacey quickly looked up to see Derrick.
"What do you want?" She asked rudely, looking back at her book.
"What was the deal with you coming back with one of those Weasley's?"
She looked up at him, "Who sent you here to ask me that? Marcus perhaps, because he thought he would be too obvious? Well, you can tell him that this makes him even more obvious. Because I know you could care less about whom I hang out with as long as I score a few points on the Quidditch pitch. So scurry along now and report your findings to Flint."
"Look, Marcus did not send me down here. And what is with you thinking that he controls all of us? We do have brains you know." Lacey snorted and mumbled "Yea right." He decided to ignore her and continued, "When one person on our team decides to get soft with someone on our rival team, we all have something to say. We hate them together and we beat them together. And we most defiantly don't get soft with them, at all!"
"Well, I was friends with them before I became part of the Slytherin Quidditch team. Now I have to get this work done, so are you finished yet?" Derrick walked away without replying and Lacey went back to her homework, but angry with every person wearing green and silver robes. Why is it that anyone cared about who she hung out with? But it seemed that the Slytherins DID care. She slammed her Potions book shut and sighed, thinking to herself. Hogsmeade was coming up and she hoped she would be able to go with her REAL friends.
"Don't let Derrick get to you. Their all over protective of the newest additions." Lacey was startled by the interruption. However, it was only Slytherins Keeper, Sydney (A/N: Look I don't really know if that is their Keeper's name. I just know it's a girl so if you know tell me please!)
Lacey replied, "They all act like it's illegal to befriend a Gryffindor."
Sydney nodded, "Well, according to them, it is. I am only showing you a small amount of sympathy for the sole fact that I don't even know how I was sorted into Slytherin either. Always thought I was too softhearted. But I have to admit I have defiantly put up strong defense skills. That's what happens when you are in this house for six solid years. They just don't want to lose you to the Gryffindors."
Lacey shook her head, "Lose me? They don't even own me! I'm only part of the Slytherin Quidditch team, that's all."
"But that means everything to them. You become part of the Quidditch team and they become your instant friends. Whether you like it or not, to tell you the truth." Sydney replied, looking rather bored. She continued, "Besides what is it you see in the Gryffindors? It's just natural that we are enemies with them, I'm amazed they want anything to do with you."
"Because they were the only ones who have been nice to me. I met the Weasley's on the train. Before I was sorted into Slytherin. Without them for my friends I don't think I would still be here at Hogwarts. My mum didn't even want me to come here and I am starting to think she is right."
Sydney looked confused, "Right? About why she didn't want you to come here?" Lacey nodded. "Why didn't she want you here?"
"I can't say. It's just very personal." Sydney just shrugged.
"Well, it's almost lights out so we better get to bed. C'mon you think of everything in the morning." Lacy nodded, closed her books and headed up the stairs, behind Sydney.
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Lacey woke-up the next morning, and for a few blissful seconds forgot about everything that had been going on. She groaned and pulled her pillow over her head and she realized it was still a weekday, which meant class with the rest of the Slytherins and Qudditch practice. She wondered if she could fake being sick. No, they would send her to Madame Pompfrey and she would most certainly realize Lacey was faking. So instead Lacey wearily got out of bed and dressed in her trademark Slytherin robes. She brushed her blonde hair and walked down the cold steps to the Slytherin common room. There were other students bustling around getting ready to leave for breakfast. She put her head down and tried to quickly walk out.
However, Marcus Flint had other plans. He walked right in front of her. "We have practice today. try not to get so caught up with your little friends that you end up being late." She looked up to his scowling face.
She angrily replied, "Oh don't worry I wasn't planning on it. Though I have every reason to with the lot of you being mean and nasty towards me. All because of my friends."
"We have plenty of reason for what we do. You are a Slytherin, and as long as that lasts don't ruin our reputation."
Lacey replied, mockingly, "Oh yes please forgive me if I actually show that someone in Slytherin has a type of heart. That would be such an unforgivable tragedy." And with that she walked past Marcus, and out of the common room. She walked up the stairs and toward the Great Hall. George grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side.
Lacey, slightly shocked, whispered, "George! What are you doing?!"
George replied, "All right, remember how in Potions class I told you that you had to help me pull a trick on Fred?" Lacey nodded. He continued, "Well, now is the time. I will explain everything to you after breakfast. We just have to keep Fred away, but that shouldn't be too hard."
"All right then. After breakfast you can tell me about it." They both walked into the Great Hall and sat at their own tables. For once, Lacey wasn't eating alone. Sydney sat next to her, and Lacey felt a wave of relief. They happily talked through breakfast, and Lacey didn't hate eating as much as she used to.
"Oi, George, notice anything different?" Fred said, gesturing toward the Slytherin table. George looked towards the table and shrugged.
"Not really, Lacey's eating, is that so different?"
"No, she is talking to another Slytherin, and happily doing so. Don't you find that a bit odd?"
"So she's actually talking with someone in her own house. I mean what's she supposed to do, Fred? Stay lonely forever? I know she has us for friends, but she's not in Gryffindor. As long as the others aren't giving her trouble, don't worry too much about it. Besides, Hogsmeade is coming up next weekend. Ask her to come with us and we can show her loads of jokes and share butterbeer."
"Okay then. I'll ask her after breakfast."
"Uh actually I have to talk to her about something afterwards. So um, maybe you can wait 'till later." Fred gave him a suspicious look.
"George? What are you going on about?"
"Fred! I don't like her if that's what you're thinking. It has something to do with this little secret between us. You will find out soon enough. I promise." George had to try not to grin wildly. Yes, Fred was going to find that soon enough, that was for sure.
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Okay I know that may have been a little boring but it was to set up for the next chapter! Reviews always welcome (!!! Thanks! And until next time!
Lacey sat on the floor in the Slytherin common room attempting to do her Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts homework. Her mind kept drifting off to what happened earlier with Fred. She couldn't help but smile.
"You know, I never thought Potions homework would ever put a smile on someone's face." Lacey quickly looked up to see Derrick.
"What do you want?" She asked rudely, looking back at her book.
"What was the deal with you coming back with one of those Weasley's?"
She looked up at him, "Who sent you here to ask me that? Marcus perhaps, because he thought he would be too obvious? Well, you can tell him that this makes him even more obvious. Because I know you could care less about whom I hang out with as long as I score a few points on the Quidditch pitch. So scurry along now and report your findings to Flint."
"Look, Marcus did not send me down here. And what is with you thinking that he controls all of us? We do have brains you know." Lacey snorted and mumbled "Yea right." He decided to ignore her and continued, "When one person on our team decides to get soft with someone on our rival team, we all have something to say. We hate them together and we beat them together. And we most defiantly don't get soft with them, at all!"
"Well, I was friends with them before I became part of the Slytherin Quidditch team. Now I have to get this work done, so are you finished yet?" Derrick walked away without replying and Lacey went back to her homework, but angry with every person wearing green and silver robes. Why is it that anyone cared about who she hung out with? But it seemed that the Slytherins DID care. She slammed her Potions book shut and sighed, thinking to herself. Hogsmeade was coming up and she hoped she would be able to go with her REAL friends.
"Don't let Derrick get to you. Their all over protective of the newest additions." Lacey was startled by the interruption. However, it was only Slytherins Keeper, Sydney (A/N: Look I don't really know if that is their Keeper's name. I just know it's a girl so if you know tell me please!)
Lacey replied, "They all act like it's illegal to befriend a Gryffindor."
Sydney nodded, "Well, according to them, it is. I am only showing you a small amount of sympathy for the sole fact that I don't even know how I was sorted into Slytherin either. Always thought I was too softhearted. But I have to admit I have defiantly put up strong defense skills. That's what happens when you are in this house for six solid years. They just don't want to lose you to the Gryffindors."
Lacey shook her head, "Lose me? They don't even own me! I'm only part of the Slytherin Quidditch team, that's all."
"But that means everything to them. You become part of the Quidditch team and they become your instant friends. Whether you like it or not, to tell you the truth." Sydney replied, looking rather bored. She continued, "Besides what is it you see in the Gryffindors? It's just natural that we are enemies with them, I'm amazed they want anything to do with you."
"Because they were the only ones who have been nice to me. I met the Weasley's on the train. Before I was sorted into Slytherin. Without them for my friends I don't think I would still be here at Hogwarts. My mum didn't even want me to come here and I am starting to think she is right."
Sydney looked confused, "Right? About why she didn't want you to come here?" Lacey nodded. "Why didn't she want you here?"
"I can't say. It's just very personal." Sydney just shrugged.
"Well, it's almost lights out so we better get to bed. C'mon you think of everything in the morning." Lacy nodded, closed her books and headed up the stairs, behind Sydney.
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Lacey woke-up the next morning, and for a few blissful seconds forgot about everything that had been going on. She groaned and pulled her pillow over her head and she realized it was still a weekday, which meant class with the rest of the Slytherins and Qudditch practice. She wondered if she could fake being sick. No, they would send her to Madame Pompfrey and she would most certainly realize Lacey was faking. So instead Lacey wearily got out of bed and dressed in her trademark Slytherin robes. She brushed her blonde hair and walked down the cold steps to the Slytherin common room. There were other students bustling around getting ready to leave for breakfast. She put her head down and tried to quickly walk out.
However, Marcus Flint had other plans. He walked right in front of her. "We have practice today. try not to get so caught up with your little friends that you end up being late." She looked up to his scowling face.
She angrily replied, "Oh don't worry I wasn't planning on it. Though I have every reason to with the lot of you being mean and nasty towards me. All because of my friends."
"We have plenty of reason for what we do. You are a Slytherin, and as long as that lasts don't ruin our reputation."
Lacey replied, mockingly, "Oh yes please forgive me if I actually show that someone in Slytherin has a type of heart. That would be such an unforgivable tragedy." And with that she walked past Marcus, and out of the common room. She walked up the stairs and toward the Great Hall. George grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side.
Lacey, slightly shocked, whispered, "George! What are you doing?!"
George replied, "All right, remember how in Potions class I told you that you had to help me pull a trick on Fred?" Lacey nodded. He continued, "Well, now is the time. I will explain everything to you after breakfast. We just have to keep Fred away, but that shouldn't be too hard."
"All right then. After breakfast you can tell me about it." They both walked into the Great Hall and sat at their own tables. For once, Lacey wasn't eating alone. Sydney sat next to her, and Lacey felt a wave of relief. They happily talked through breakfast, and Lacey didn't hate eating as much as she used to.
"Oi, George, notice anything different?" Fred said, gesturing toward the Slytherin table. George looked towards the table and shrugged.
"Not really, Lacey's eating, is that so different?"
"No, she is talking to another Slytherin, and happily doing so. Don't you find that a bit odd?"
"So she's actually talking with someone in her own house. I mean what's she supposed to do, Fred? Stay lonely forever? I know she has us for friends, but she's not in Gryffindor. As long as the others aren't giving her trouble, don't worry too much about it. Besides, Hogsmeade is coming up next weekend. Ask her to come with us and we can show her loads of jokes and share butterbeer."
"Okay then. I'll ask her after breakfast."
"Uh actually I have to talk to her about something afterwards. So um, maybe you can wait 'till later." Fred gave him a suspicious look.
"George? What are you going on about?"
"Fred! I don't like her if that's what you're thinking. It has something to do with this little secret between us. You will find out soon enough. I promise." George had to try not to grin wildly. Yes, Fred was going to find that soon enough, that was for sure.
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Okay I know that may have been a little boring but it was to set up for the next chapter! Reviews always welcome (!!! Thanks! And until next time!