Chapter 6
The…I Don't Know What I'd Call it
When I walked into my dorm that night, Nott and Crabbe were snickering.
"What's so funny?" I demanded.
Crabbe turned to me and started laughing hard. "Nott, show him what you've drawn!" he choked out.
"With pleasure." Nott smirked, showing me a piece of parchment that made me blush and gap.
In the picture Nott drew, I was kissing Hannah!
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ASSES ON!?" I bellowed, snatching the picture quickly and crumpling it up.
"We all know what you're on." Nott smirked at Crabbe.
"Hannah!" they said together.
"We all know that look! I've seen it in my sister's face with her fiancé!" Crabbe sneered.
"You're in love with the Potter girl!" the dorm shouted together.
"I AM NOT!" I insisted angrily.
"Malfoy loves a Potter, Malfoy loves a Potter!" Nott taunted.
"I DO NOT LOVE HER!" I shouted.
"Do so." Goyle said.
"I do not love James Potter's daughter!" I hissed, dropping my book bag on my bed.
"You do too! You were freaked when she flew after you!" Blaise teased.
"And you looked terrified when she slipped off her broom!" Goyle said.
"Shut up, all of you!" I shouted, grabbing my book bag again "I do not love Hannah Potter, and I'm going to prove it!" I proclaimed, walking out of the dorm and plopping myself in an armchair.
"Stupid idiot minions…I don't love her." I muttered to myself as I angrily whipped through my Herbology book.
I heard a door to the girls' dorms slam and someone coming down the stairs.
I looked up from the book, closing it immediately when I saw Hannah's face.
"Hey." she said, smiling, slinging her book bag over her shoulder.
I thought for a second. I could prove to Goyle and them that I didn't love her. A date. A study date in the library. Maybe that spot in the Forest after.
Yeah, brilliant, Malfoy! If sparks fly, then maybe I like her, if not, then we're just friends and Goyle, Crabbe, Blaise and Nott will drop it! I thought.
"Hey," I said, smirking "Want to go to the library?" I asked.
Hannah looked taken aback but she grinned "Sure, but I don't know where it is." she said.
I grinned, taking her hand "I do. Just follow me." I said, walking out of the common room.
Her hand was warm under mine, a pleasant difference from the start-of-term feast when the Bloody Baron froze her hand; not to mention rather soft.
Malfoy, you aren't helping your cause! I scolded myself. She. Is. My. Friend. Nothing more.
…
When we got to the library, it was nearly empty. Only the librarian, Madam Pince was in the room.
"Told you I knew my way here." I said, smirking.
Hannah giggled "Yeah, silly me for ever doubting you." she muttered as Pince walked over to us.
"Both of you, out! The library's closed!" she yelled, shooing us away.
I rolled my eyes as we were stuck in the middle of a corridor.
"Wow," I murmured "I know a really nice place outside. You want to go out there with me?"
Hannah shrugged "Sure. But isn't it cold outside?" she asked.
I shrugged. "The temperature wasn't bad earlier. Come on, I think you're really going to like it."
Hannah thought about it (Goody-two-shoes.) then smiled "Alright, let's go." she said.
I beamed "There's the rebel Slytherin in you." I said, grabbing her hand again and walking out of the castle.
…
When we got out, Hannah shook slightly from the cold. So, I decided to be a gentleman.
I took my cloak off and handed it to her "Here." I said.
Hannah smiled "Thanks." she said, taking my cloak and wrapping it around herself.
I took her hand again and dragged her down halfway before I got behind her and covered her eyes.
"HEY!" she shouted.
"Shhh!" I whispered, unable to keep myself from smirking. "I want you to be surprised the first time you see it."
"Oh, now I get it!" she said, comprehending.
I smirked "I knew you would." I said, leading her into the Forest and the clearing I walked into.
It was getting colder slightly. But my metabolism could handle it. I rarely got cold.
I uncovered Hannah's eyes the moment she was standing where I stood when I found out where I was that day at lunch.
Hannah took a couple of steps away from me and turned to face me, a clear look on her face that she was excited. Her eyes were absolutely glowing. I blinked.
"Oh, wow! This is so cool!" she said finally, looking around her with a look of wonder on her face.
I smirked. "Welcome to the Forbidden Forest." I said, leaning against a tree.
Hannah walked back over to me, looking me square in the eye, making it hard to tear away from her excited gaze. For the second time since I met her, her eyes were glowing with interest, just like when I told her about Quidditch.
"When'd you find this place?" she asked.
I rolled my eyes "Found it today, at lunch. I was bored so I went for a walk and walked in here." I explained, narrowing down the story.
Hannah looked around again, looking up at the moon, which light shone in her face "This is so cool!" she said again.
I grinned "I thought you'd say that. You were the first person I had to show." I said.
Something galloped past us. Hannah gasped and jumped back. I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"Oh, I forgot to mention," I said, looking where I was sure I saw hooves. "there are some creatures in here."
Hannah nodded "Oh…" she said, a little scared.
I smirked. "I think we should head back inside." I said.
Hannah nodded again "I agree." she said.
We started running. We ran all the way back into the castle, when we stopped due to exhaustion.
"Where'd…you…learn…to…run…like…that?" I asked, panting as Hannah stopped.
"I was on the track team at my Muggle school." she beamed, not panting at all.
"Holy crap." I muttered. "You went to a Muggle school?" I asked.
Hannah nodded as we started walking back to the common room "Yeah. My aunt and uncle tried to stomp the magic out of me, so they sent me to normal school." Hannah started, rolling her eyes "As if that was helping me. It was mostly another chance for Dudley to beat my ass."
"Beat?" I asked.
Hannah nodded "My cousin beat me, my aunt and uncle beat me, my classmates beat me. The only one who never beat me was Harry."
I was slightly taken aback "Ok…but how'd you survive?" I asked.
Hannah shrugged "Extra curricular activities." she said "They kept me busy, and my fellow club members busy. They were occupied with what they were doing that they never beat me there. As for lunch and breaks, I was mostly in the library or the music room."
"Music room?" I asked.
Hannah nodded "My music teacher really liked me. She let me stay in the music room and play all the instruments. She said I had a lot of potential. At that school, I learned to play the drums, piano, trumpet, tuba, and clarinet. Oh, and guitar."
My eyes widened. "Guitar?" I asked.
Hannah nodded again "Guitar." she said "That was the instrument that I played the most. And the one I loved playing most, although the drums and piano were tied for second. I hated trumpet, tuba and clarinet, but I can still play them."
I smirked. A comrade. I finally had someone who saw eye-to-eye with me about playing guitar.
"It's like, when you play…the world just…"
"Disappears. It's just you and the instrument." I finished with her.
Hannah looked up at me. "You play?" she asked, smiling faintly at me.
I nodded "Been playing since I was four years old." I said.
"Me too." Hannah mouthed, her eyes lighting up again.
I was shocked. Finally, someone who understands me. I thought, smirking as I said the password.
"Ladies first." I said, gesturing into the common room.
"Thanks." Hannah said, walking in and turning to me as I walked in "That was fun." she said brightly.
I smiled lightly. She had fun. I thought. Not that I care. I added hastily."Yeah. Too bad we can't do this again tomorrow, what with your Quidditch tryout and all."
Hannah nodded, beaming with self pride at the mention of her Quidditch tryout "Yeah. I gotta go get some sleep. See you tomorrow." she said, starting towards the girls' dorm.
I didn't know what came over me, but I knew I wasn't helping my cause when I did it.
I grabbed Hannah's arm and pulled her back to me.
"Yeah," I said, planting a kiss on her cheek "see you tomorrow." I said, smiling.
Hannah smiled and went pink before rushing upstairs.
I touched my lips. They were still tingling from the contact they had made with her cheek.
Her cheek was soft, and when I went to kiss her, her hair brushed against my face again. Her hair was soft too, not to mention it smelt like strawberries.
I like strawberries. I thought, suddenly paling. Shit, shit, shit, shit! I can't get a crush on her! I won't get a crush on her! Not after what happened with Astoria!
But on the other hand, there was something about her that was completely irresistible. The way the eyes glowed when she was excited and enthusiastic, her smile, the laugh. The fact that she was my comrade in music. She liked Down With Webster and Quidditch and had her own spirit.
My stomach started to flip and my heart fluttered, making me pale more. Suddenly, a musical number from Wicked came to me.
What is this feeling, so sudden and new? I felt the moment I laid eyes on you. My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling, my face is flushing! What is this feeling fervid as a flame, does it have a name?
At that moment, my answer was no. What I was feeling did not have a name.
…
I went up to my dorm, thankfully my dorm mates were all sleeping…well, all but Blaise.
"Where were you?" he asked, glaring at me.
I shrugged "Studying." I lied.
"Bull shit." Blaise said, crossing his arms "I went into the common room to see if you were ok after what happened and you were nowhere to be found!"
"I was in the library." I lied.
"At this late hour? Drake, you're eleven. Pince would never let you in the library after hours and you…you were with Hannah!" he said, smirking suddenly.
"So what if I was?" I demanded.
"I know that look, Malfoy." Blaise said, crossing his arms. "You've been with Hannah and some shit went down. What happened? Tell the Love Doctor."
"For the last bloody time I do not love her!" I snapped before dropping my tone.
"C'mon, Malfoy, I won't say anything. On my honour as your best friend." Blaise said, holding up his left hand.
I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose as I crawled into the bed next to Blaise, where next to me, Goyle snored loudly. "All right, but if Nott catches wind of what I'm about to tell you, you're going to get it." I said.
"Hippogriffs wouldn't drag the secret out of me." Blaise said again "Now spill."
I sighed again "Ok, I was with Hannah." I said. "And we did go into the library, but Pince kicked us out. So…I took her to that place I found at lunch."
"Yeah, that clearing in the Forbidden Forest, I know what you mean." Blaise said, nodded "Then?"
"Then we got back, and…and we got to talking." I said, rolling onto my side and turning to Blaise, who was crawling into bed.
"Yeah, and?" Blaise asked.
"And…she's almost exactly like me." I said, yawning "She plays guitar, she loves Down With Webster, she's been playing since she was four…it's almost like she is me." I said.
"You don't…you don't love her, do you?" Blaise asked.
I swallowed "To be honest, Blaise," I whispered "I haven't the faintest idea how I feel." I said, rolling onto my other side and closing my eyes "We'll talk about this in the morning. Night."
"Night, Drake." Blaise said, laying on his bed.
I took everything out of my robe pocket and laid them on my bed until I found the parchement that I crumpled up.
I uncrumpled it and smoothed it out, seeing the animation that Nott had cast onto the drawing (I really hated to say it, but Nott was a very good artist like that Dean Thomas from Gryffindor, just, more of an asshole.).
I shrugged. Maybe one day. I thought. If that day comes, I'll look at it again. I vowed, tucking it in my nightstand and laying back down.
Soon enough, I was sleeping, still replaying that song from Wicked.
What is this feeling, so sudden and new? I felt the moment I laid eyes on you. My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling, my face is flushing! What is this feeling fervid as a flame, does it have a name?
That was the first night I dreamt of Hannah Potter.
A/N: Ok, I really feel like a complete idiot. I had the perfect song to use in the next chapter of this, but in all the excitement of today, I lost it. So, if you have any song that describes Hannah in the lyrics (love song or otherwise) I would love to know them so I can look up the lyrics. And preferably, it should be a song about losing someone. Please and thank you!
A Proud Member of Slytherin House
DownWithDeathEaters
Alias Hannah Lillian Isabella Marie Potter and the Dark Lady Happy Pants :)
P.S. I don't own the song What is This Feeling (Loathing) from Wicked. It belongs to Andrew Lloyd Webber. :D
