If Only
By Jeni Draco's Girl
You should know by now. I won't say it again.
~~
Having spent all her meals on Tuesday sitting on the opposite side of the Ravenclaw table to the side where she normally sat so that she couldn't see Draco or get reminded of the incident on Monday, she had now come up with the perfect revenge, and had had all Tuesday to build up the courage for doing something like that in front of all the teachers. So breakfast Wednesday morning found Jeni sitting facing the Slytherins and, specifically, Draco with grim determination.
She pulled her wand out of her bag, and holding it concealed under the table, focused on her target. She swished and...
Owls came pouring through the small high windows on one side of the hall. Jeni's attention was diverted and she noticed a familiar grey bird swooping down towards her.
'Windcharm!' she cried out, but the sound was lost in the general excitement of the student body at the arrival of the post. Jeni held up her fore-arm and Windcharm fluttered down to alight upon it. She quickly grabbed the letter from her owl's leg. The handwriting was distinctly Char's.
Jeni stood and rushed out of the hall, upstairs to the Ravenclaw commonroom, despite the fact she was yet to have any breakfast. But she was too thrilled by the arrival of Char's letter after almost four weeks of waiting that she didn't notice.
She hurried across the room and flopped down into her favourite small, squishy blue chair near the window. Windcharm walked up her arm to settle on ~her~ favourite spot on Jeni's shoulder, up against her ear.
"Dear Jeni" she read.
"I am ~so~ sorry that I haven't written to you for so long, but Beauxbatons starts two weeks after Hogwarts, and from the date on your letter, Windcharm must have been confused as to where to find me.
"We are all having a wonderful time in France, and it still feels like we're on holiday. Now that school has started I'm getting quite good at French, and I having a feeling that right now you're glowing green with envy – I know you always wanted to go on exchange or something.
"Now, as to the matter you wrote about involving Malfoy, ~forget about it!~" Jeni thought that Char would be surprised to hear that she sounded like Draco herself. "He's just a little wiener. He's so full of himself – he reminds me of those jocks on American teen soap-operas." Jeni giggled at the mental image this conjured up – of Draco playing American football in a helmet and those ridiculously padded clothes. Although Char was a pure- blood, she knew about TV and other muggle things because of Jeni. She returned to reading the letter. "So don't worry about it. I'm sure it's over by now anyway.
"Keep in touch, Windcharm knows where to find me now.
"Love Char."
Jeni put down the letter and leaned back in her chair, smiling slightly. It would be amusing to see what Char thought of everything that had happened since that train trip. She pulled out her diary and quill, and wrote a note to herself to remember to reply to Char's letter. She felt her eyes start to fill with tears and one rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away and rubbed her eyes. It was just that she missed Char ~so~ much. But it didn't matter how much she wished, Char wasn't coming back. Jeni gave a determined sniff. If she didn't leave for first period now she'd be late, and she still had enough house pride to want to avoid that at all costs.
~
Jeni arrived in Transfiguration and plopped down at her desk just as the bell rang and Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom.
'Alright class, settle down,' she told them, even though her presence had automatically silenced everyone and it needn't be said. The professor continued to explain that they would be turning teddy-bears into porcelain statuettes that lesson and all the complications that went with changing from one material to another. It was an introduction into their unit on things like changing rocks into animals and the like.
Everyone was given a bear and told to start, and Jeni was soon to discover that it was ~extremely~ difficult. She had finally managed to turn her bear into a statuette, if not a porcelain or indeed human one, when there was a bang and a puff of smoke from across the room. McGonagall went over to investigate and began congratulating the person in her usual cool way on getting so close. The professor was far from a warm or affectionate person. Jeni joined the rest of the students crowding around to look, and saw a doll on the desk which had hard head, hands, and feet and but a soft body. It was a porcelain doll.
Jeni turned away as a wave of nostalgia engulfed her and her eyes filled with tears, blurring her vision yet again. No matter how much she denied or made a show of hating it, Char had always taken great pleasure in teasing her that she looked like a giant porcelain doll with her big blue eyes and 'rosy' cheeks. Jeni had tried to complain that it made her feel like she had fat cheeks and looked about four years old, but secretly she knew Char didn't mean it that way and so didn't really mind too much. She dried her eyes quickly before anyone noticed.
~
That night, before she went to bed, Jeni wrote a long letter to Char about everything that had happened the last three or so weeks, from her being in the Hospital Wing to Draco and his, er, 'pick up line', desperate for her friend's opinion. When she finally went to sleep, her heart won out and all her dreams were about what might happen if she ~did~ go on that first date with Draco.
~~
And with that, CHAPTER 7 IS COMPLETE!!
A bit short, I know, but I have a great aversion to joining scenes that I don't want to go together just to make chapters longer.
Next chapter, you'll get to find out what Jeni, er, me, er, WHOEVER, is going to do to Draco for revenge...you may realise the resemblance to something in OOTP, so make sure you've read that first. Smart people will have guessed already, so review and tell me if you have – the operative word here is REVIEW!! Thanks and telepathic chocolate to those of you who have or are about to, and *pokes out tongue* to everyone else!
Many thanks also to CRIMSON SUN for all her, um, support...if you can call it that. Hehe! Just kidding, CS!
By Jeni Draco's Girl
You should know by now. I won't say it again.
~~
Having spent all her meals on Tuesday sitting on the opposite side of the Ravenclaw table to the side where she normally sat so that she couldn't see Draco or get reminded of the incident on Monday, she had now come up with the perfect revenge, and had had all Tuesday to build up the courage for doing something like that in front of all the teachers. So breakfast Wednesday morning found Jeni sitting facing the Slytherins and, specifically, Draco with grim determination.
She pulled her wand out of her bag, and holding it concealed under the table, focused on her target. She swished and...
Owls came pouring through the small high windows on one side of the hall. Jeni's attention was diverted and she noticed a familiar grey bird swooping down towards her.
'Windcharm!' she cried out, but the sound was lost in the general excitement of the student body at the arrival of the post. Jeni held up her fore-arm and Windcharm fluttered down to alight upon it. She quickly grabbed the letter from her owl's leg. The handwriting was distinctly Char's.
Jeni stood and rushed out of the hall, upstairs to the Ravenclaw commonroom, despite the fact she was yet to have any breakfast. But she was too thrilled by the arrival of Char's letter after almost four weeks of waiting that she didn't notice.
She hurried across the room and flopped down into her favourite small, squishy blue chair near the window. Windcharm walked up her arm to settle on ~her~ favourite spot on Jeni's shoulder, up against her ear.
"Dear Jeni" she read.
"I am ~so~ sorry that I haven't written to you for so long, but Beauxbatons starts two weeks after Hogwarts, and from the date on your letter, Windcharm must have been confused as to where to find me.
"We are all having a wonderful time in France, and it still feels like we're on holiday. Now that school has started I'm getting quite good at French, and I having a feeling that right now you're glowing green with envy – I know you always wanted to go on exchange or something.
"Now, as to the matter you wrote about involving Malfoy, ~forget about it!~" Jeni thought that Char would be surprised to hear that she sounded like Draco herself. "He's just a little wiener. He's so full of himself – he reminds me of those jocks on American teen soap-operas." Jeni giggled at the mental image this conjured up – of Draco playing American football in a helmet and those ridiculously padded clothes. Although Char was a pure- blood, she knew about TV and other muggle things because of Jeni. She returned to reading the letter. "So don't worry about it. I'm sure it's over by now anyway.
"Keep in touch, Windcharm knows where to find me now.
"Love Char."
Jeni put down the letter and leaned back in her chair, smiling slightly. It would be amusing to see what Char thought of everything that had happened since that train trip. She pulled out her diary and quill, and wrote a note to herself to remember to reply to Char's letter. She felt her eyes start to fill with tears and one rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away and rubbed her eyes. It was just that she missed Char ~so~ much. But it didn't matter how much she wished, Char wasn't coming back. Jeni gave a determined sniff. If she didn't leave for first period now she'd be late, and she still had enough house pride to want to avoid that at all costs.
~
Jeni arrived in Transfiguration and plopped down at her desk just as the bell rang and Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom.
'Alright class, settle down,' she told them, even though her presence had automatically silenced everyone and it needn't be said. The professor continued to explain that they would be turning teddy-bears into porcelain statuettes that lesson and all the complications that went with changing from one material to another. It was an introduction into their unit on things like changing rocks into animals and the like.
Everyone was given a bear and told to start, and Jeni was soon to discover that it was ~extremely~ difficult. She had finally managed to turn her bear into a statuette, if not a porcelain or indeed human one, when there was a bang and a puff of smoke from across the room. McGonagall went over to investigate and began congratulating the person in her usual cool way on getting so close. The professor was far from a warm or affectionate person. Jeni joined the rest of the students crowding around to look, and saw a doll on the desk which had hard head, hands, and feet and but a soft body. It was a porcelain doll.
Jeni turned away as a wave of nostalgia engulfed her and her eyes filled with tears, blurring her vision yet again. No matter how much she denied or made a show of hating it, Char had always taken great pleasure in teasing her that she looked like a giant porcelain doll with her big blue eyes and 'rosy' cheeks. Jeni had tried to complain that it made her feel like she had fat cheeks and looked about four years old, but secretly she knew Char didn't mean it that way and so didn't really mind too much. She dried her eyes quickly before anyone noticed.
~
That night, before she went to bed, Jeni wrote a long letter to Char about everything that had happened the last three or so weeks, from her being in the Hospital Wing to Draco and his, er, 'pick up line', desperate for her friend's opinion. When she finally went to sleep, her heart won out and all her dreams were about what might happen if she ~did~ go on that first date with Draco.
~~
And with that, CHAPTER 7 IS COMPLETE!!
A bit short, I know, but I have a great aversion to joining scenes that I don't want to go together just to make chapters longer.
Next chapter, you'll get to find out what Jeni, er, me, er, WHOEVER, is going to do to Draco for revenge...you may realise the resemblance to something in OOTP, so make sure you've read that first. Smart people will have guessed already, so review and tell me if you have – the operative word here is REVIEW!! Thanks and telepathic chocolate to those of you who have or are about to, and *pokes out tongue* to everyone else!
Many thanks also to CRIMSON SUN for all her, um, support...if you can call it that. Hehe! Just kidding, CS!