A few hours had passed and back in the heads compartment , two very sleepy teenagers had woken up. Both stretched their limbs and proceeded to get up, folding their blankets and putting away their pillows in the compartments above the seats. Delilah yawned and turned to her fellow Head, "Will you check with the conductor and see how far we are from Hogwarts Draco?" She smiled at him graciously. Draco laughed simply, "I already know, we'll be there in ten minutes." She looked at him with her eyebrows raised. "Look out the window and you'll understand what I'm talking about."
The Ravenclaw rolled her eyes but went to the window anyways. She pressed her forehead to the cool glass and felt shivers go down her delicate spine. Looking out, it was like a black abyss and she was going to mention it, but Draco interrupted her thoughts. "Look to your left smarty-pants."
Delilah did as she was told and her sky-blue eyes traveled to her left. Her mouth parted slightly and hear breath stained the cold glass. In the distance, was pinpricks of many lights. Hogsmeade train station. Her lips curved upward as she whirled around to face Draco.
"That's bloody brilliant!" , Delilah exclaimed jumping on her toes. Draco laughed heartily and replied, "Isn't it?" The seventeen year old girl nodded her head excitedly.
Smoothing her clothes down, the Ravenclaw girl realized that neither of them had changed into their school clothes. Squealing she said, "Crikey! Draco we have to change!" Draco's eyebrows raised above his face and into his hair line, hahaha. "We don't have time to go to separate compartments.", Delilah said as she stripped down into her skivvies.
Draco stood there in shock and didn't even move to change himself. Delilah scowled at him and pushed him the other way as she pulled on her slacks and sweater vest, pinning the head girl badge to her chest.
"Will you hurry up silly?", Delilah groaned as Draco changed out of his 'muggle' clothes and into his school clothes. Even though she was complaining, it didn't stop her from taking a peek at Draco's rock solid abs. She giggled and turned away when he was all done and ready to go.
Thank god he finished when he did, thought Delilah hastily, as they had reached Hogsmeade Train station quickly. The only downside was as soon as the two left the compartment, old appearances and personalities had to mask their friendship.
The two stood out on the platform and made sure everyone from second year and above got into a carriage. At times, Delilah struggled to hold back an eruption of laughter as some of the younger students were having trouble getting onto the carriages. Draco or Malfoy, whatever you prefer to call him noticed this and growled under his breath, "Bloody Buggers." Of course, he was the one to walk over and help them into the carriage.
Finally, around fifteen minutes later, Delilah & Draco were stepping into their own carriage. When they got inside of it, Delilah sighed and settled herself comfortably into the seat. Her eyes closed and her stomach growled. Ughh, it seemed it was going to be a long ride.
Okay, well it wasn't that long of a ride. When they has reached the magnificent castle, Delilah lips broke into a wide grin, her teeth showing too. She could already smell the delicious home-made food cooked by the Hogwarts house-elves. She was so ravenous and starving. She turned towards Draco and motioned for him to hurry his patootie up. He rolled his eyes mocking her and followed her into the Great Hall.
Entering the hall, Delilah took in all the wonderful surroundings and smells, while twirling around. Merlin, she loved Hogwarts and its majesties. Fellow students were looking at her as is she were crazy, so 'Malfoy' spoke out. "Ugh, Michaels. Stop making a fool out of yourself.", He said with fake irritability that was very convincing. He pushed her along teasingly until they reached their dining area.
THE HEADS TABLE
The two sat themselves down and got situated and comfortable. Leaning back in her chair, Delilah scanned the Great Hall as students of all ages poured in. Soon, her pretty eyes landed on a boy with messy raven-colored hair. Delilah felt her stomach perform a flip-flop. It was him- Harry Potter. And if it was like magic, the famous boy turned around and set his eyes on Delilah. Of course, a blush creeped up the Head Girl's neck as the two stared intensely at one another.
The black-haired girl gulped a little and made the first move, giving him a sweet smile. Harry returned one of his own to her. He has such a nice smile . . . Thought the seventeen year old. As, what was happening to herself? Come on Delilah, get a grip.
Dinner seemed to drag on. Of course she ate her food quite fast and was full with in twenty minutes. Harry on the other hand, was not touching the food on his plate at all. He couldn't keep his eyes off the girl who had tampered with his thoughts for the last couple of hours. His stomach was rumbling, but he was not doing anything about it. Quite strange for a boy who adored food.
His stunning emerald eyes were focused on the raven claw girl, watching how she became very annoyed with Malfoy and the way he was eating. (a/n: I've decided to use Malfoy in everyone's point of view except for Delilah & Draco's) You could say that Delilah was major OCD about eating habits. Harry couldn't suppress the grin that came to his face when Delilah would smack Malfoy's arm when he would eat the way he did. It was hilarious to see him choke on treacle tart when she would do that.
An hour later, dinner came to an end and everyone had returned to their house commen room's. Well, that is except for Delilah, Draco, and Harry. Seeing as they were the Heads', the two wee supposed to patrol the school and ade sure no troublemakers were out of bed.
Harry was no exception, but when Draco moved forward to tell Harry off, Delilah stuck a hand out in front of him, "I'll take care of it Malfoy." , She paused, fake glaring at him. "Start patrolling the corridors, I'll catch up to you." Draco pouted and glared at Harry, leaving the Great Hall.
Turning back to Harry, Delilah twiddled her thumbs nervously. What was she going to do? Say? Lucky for her though, Harry spoke first. "Lo' Delilah, how are you this evening?", He finished, looking at his feet.
(a/n: cliffieeeeee ;p! my sister really kicked me off the computer though. ehhh.)
