If Only
By Jeni 'Draco's Girl'
words in ~ are italics. It might get a bit confusing 'cause memories are in ~'s too. I apologise for the extreme OOCness of everyone in this chapter and the first one. As I have explained, this is my first fanfic.
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The first week of school dragged on. Jeni was sitting in Transfiguration reliving the events of her trip on the Hogwarts Express a few days ago for what must have been the twentieth time at least.
~'I'll let your little ~girlfriend~ go when you agree to 'forget' to tell the teachers what just happened out there Potter.'~ What ~had~ happened, anyway? Wondered Jeni.
~'Quiet ~mudblood~'~
~mudblood~
~mudblood~
The word kept echoing inside her head. How could he have said something so cruel and then been so nice to her afterwards? Unless...no, it couldn't be...surely he knew she was half-blood? That her mother was a muggle? Didn't he?
~Haven't you ever wondered how they keep passing?~
He couldn't know if he revealed something like that after...
Jeni jumped as Professor McGonagall tapped her fingers loudly on the desk.
'Miss McNite? Have you been listening to anything I've said this lesson?' the professor asked sharply.
'Wha..?Oh, sorry...I was daydreaming. It, er, must have been the heat.' Jeni made up a random excuse.
'Hmm.' McGonagall pursed her lips. Quite like Hermione, Jeni thought. 'Well, I suppose it is rather hot...still, five points from Ravenclaw. Try to pay attention.'
The other Ravenclaws in the class shot Jeni death stares, as if to say, lose any more points for daydreaming and you've had it. Jeni didn't really care. She just missed Char. If only she hadn't left, Jeni pondered, then the whole thing with Draco wouldn't have happened...she gasped mentally. She hadn't! No she couldn't have...he was Malfoy, not Draco, NEVER Draco. She took a deep breath. She would NOT allow herself to slip up again.
Finally the lesson was over. Jeni was extremely relieved. It was the weekend. She could relax at last.
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The next day, Saturday, in the afternoon, Jeni was lying lazily in the shade next to the lake watching the clouds. The summer heat was still glaring down. When thought Jeni, will autumn(AN: Fall for all you people in America)come? It was her favourite season with all the pretty leaves. Summer was ~far~ too hot.
She had owled Char a few days after the train incident...she felt she'd needed some time to think about it herself. Char still hadn't replied, Windcharm still hadn't returned. She supposed it ~was~ a long way to fly all the way to eastern France. Windcharm would return soon, she was sure...wouldn't she?
A pair of butterflies flew across the sky. She smiled to herself and sighed. 'Look at all the little flutterbys...' she murmured dreamily to no one in particular. Unfortunately there was someone passing by at just that moment. He raised an eyebrow.
'Don't you mean "butterflies,"' Malfoy asked, managing to somehow sound casual and sarcastic at the same time.
'No.' Jeni replied, equally cool. She sat up on her elbows. 'They ~were~ originally called flutterbys, you know. But then they changed the name.'
Malfoy's expression was unreadable. He could have been frowning, his eyes were slightly narrowed. He flicked his head to get a lock of hair out of his eyes. Jeni sighed inwardly, then mentally scolded herself. He was a DEATH EATER'S SON, she screamed at her brain. 'You Ravenclaws know everything, don't you.' He said dismissively, turning to leave.
Jeni blinked, brought out of her thoughts, then smirked triumphantly, the smirk she'd been practicing all the last week in case an opportunity like this arose.
Malfoy glanced back. Jeni changed her expression to innocently curious, as if to say, What is it now?
'Did you just...' Malfoy trailed off, frowning, furrowing his eyebrows. Jeni continued to look innocent.
'Never mind.' Malfoy finally left, looking confused.
Jeni lay back down, grinning this time, not smirking, and on the verge of hysterical giggles.
Jeni one, Malfoy ~zero~.
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So, what do you think? I know I read the thing about butterflies being originally called flutterbys...or is it flutterbies? whichever...it makes perfect sense really, since they ~do~ flutter by.
So, REVIEW!! As before, constructive criticism welcome, but no flames please!! I already have Crimson Sun to tell me how ~girly~ etc. etc. it is. But I don't care.
What are you still reading for??!! REVIEW!! Or the previous threat mentioned in my bio still stands...you'll be turned into a mutated rat. To fully understand this, you'll need to read the other fanfic I have posted, called....take a wild guess, you'll never get it...Jeni's Fanfiction. It is actually written by two of my friends, Crimson Sun, and another who doesn't have a fanfic account but Crimson Sun and I call her Lupin Junior. Also, many thanks and big hugs (no matter how much she hates them) to Crimson Sun for being my beta reader!*lots of applause and cheering*. So, hit the 'GO' button!
By Jeni 'Draco's Girl'
words in ~ are italics. It might get a bit confusing 'cause memories are in ~'s too. I apologise for the extreme OOCness of everyone in this chapter and the first one. As I have explained, this is my first fanfic.
~~
The first week of school dragged on. Jeni was sitting in Transfiguration reliving the events of her trip on the Hogwarts Express a few days ago for what must have been the twentieth time at least.
~'I'll let your little ~girlfriend~ go when you agree to 'forget' to tell the teachers what just happened out there Potter.'~ What ~had~ happened, anyway? Wondered Jeni.
~'Quiet ~mudblood~'~
~mudblood~
~mudblood~
The word kept echoing inside her head. How could he have said something so cruel and then been so nice to her afterwards? Unless...no, it couldn't be...surely he knew she was half-blood? That her mother was a muggle? Didn't he?
~Haven't you ever wondered how they keep passing?~
He couldn't know if he revealed something like that after...
Jeni jumped as Professor McGonagall tapped her fingers loudly on the desk.
'Miss McNite? Have you been listening to anything I've said this lesson?' the professor asked sharply.
'Wha..?Oh, sorry...I was daydreaming. It, er, must have been the heat.' Jeni made up a random excuse.
'Hmm.' McGonagall pursed her lips. Quite like Hermione, Jeni thought. 'Well, I suppose it is rather hot...still, five points from Ravenclaw. Try to pay attention.'
The other Ravenclaws in the class shot Jeni death stares, as if to say, lose any more points for daydreaming and you've had it. Jeni didn't really care. She just missed Char. If only she hadn't left, Jeni pondered, then the whole thing with Draco wouldn't have happened...she gasped mentally. She hadn't! No she couldn't have...he was Malfoy, not Draco, NEVER Draco. She took a deep breath. She would NOT allow herself to slip up again.
Finally the lesson was over. Jeni was extremely relieved. It was the weekend. She could relax at last.
~
The next day, Saturday, in the afternoon, Jeni was lying lazily in the shade next to the lake watching the clouds. The summer heat was still glaring down. When thought Jeni, will autumn(AN: Fall for all you people in America)come? It was her favourite season with all the pretty leaves. Summer was ~far~ too hot.
She had owled Char a few days after the train incident...she felt she'd needed some time to think about it herself. Char still hadn't replied, Windcharm still hadn't returned. She supposed it ~was~ a long way to fly all the way to eastern France. Windcharm would return soon, she was sure...wouldn't she?
A pair of butterflies flew across the sky. She smiled to herself and sighed. 'Look at all the little flutterbys...' she murmured dreamily to no one in particular. Unfortunately there was someone passing by at just that moment. He raised an eyebrow.
'Don't you mean "butterflies,"' Malfoy asked, managing to somehow sound casual and sarcastic at the same time.
'No.' Jeni replied, equally cool. She sat up on her elbows. 'They ~were~ originally called flutterbys, you know. But then they changed the name.'
Malfoy's expression was unreadable. He could have been frowning, his eyes were slightly narrowed. He flicked his head to get a lock of hair out of his eyes. Jeni sighed inwardly, then mentally scolded herself. He was a DEATH EATER'S SON, she screamed at her brain. 'You Ravenclaws know everything, don't you.' He said dismissively, turning to leave.
Jeni blinked, brought out of her thoughts, then smirked triumphantly, the smirk she'd been practicing all the last week in case an opportunity like this arose.
Malfoy glanced back. Jeni changed her expression to innocently curious, as if to say, What is it now?
'Did you just...' Malfoy trailed off, frowning, furrowing his eyebrows. Jeni continued to look innocent.
'Never mind.' Malfoy finally left, looking confused.
Jeni lay back down, grinning this time, not smirking, and on the verge of hysterical giggles.
Jeni one, Malfoy ~zero~.
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So, what do you think? I know I read the thing about butterflies being originally called flutterbys...or is it flutterbies? whichever...it makes perfect sense really, since they ~do~ flutter by.
So, REVIEW!! As before, constructive criticism welcome, but no flames please!! I already have Crimson Sun to tell me how ~girly~ etc. etc. it is. But I don't care.
What are you still reading for??!! REVIEW!! Or the previous threat mentioned in my bio still stands...you'll be turned into a mutated rat. To fully understand this, you'll need to read the other fanfic I have posted, called....take a wild guess, you'll never get it...Jeni's Fanfiction. It is actually written by two of my friends, Crimson Sun, and another who doesn't have a fanfic account but Crimson Sun and I call her Lupin Junior. Also, many thanks and big hugs (no matter how much she hates them) to Crimson Sun for being my beta reader!*lots of applause and cheering*. So, hit the 'GO' button!