Before any of you ask, no, "As Buttons flew off" is no kind of innuendo or pun. ;P

Again, reviews would be appreciated. I'd like to be able to improve as much as I can. Thanks :)

Starting to work on this WITH Jack now, as in, we're writing from both characters' point of view. Same story, but different at the same time. Sorry if it doesn't make sense. :)

You can read Jack/Silverhand9028's version HERE: s/8598321/1/Ravenclaw-Misadventures

All characters, unless stated otherwise, are of J.K. Rowling's creation and have nothing to do with me.


I was one of the first awake the next day. I sat by the fire, reading a book I'd found lying around – "Great Wizarding Events of the 20th Century". I heard footsteps and turned to see who it was.

"Morning… Erm… What was your name again… Antonia?" Draco mumbled as he stretched and sat down next to me.

"Yes. You're Draco Malfoy. Hi!" I smiled as he sat down, putting down the book. "I've wanted to talk to you, you seem like you'd be nice to talk to," I shuffled closer to him.

"Oh well, you seem nice too." Draco replied. I could see he was still tired, but trying his best to look interested. "You're the only person I haven't had a chance to properly talk to yet. You seemed a little bit alone at dinner yesterday. Tell me a bit about yourself… Antonia?" Draco smiled and relaxed a little.

"Call me Toni if it's easier," I replied, leaning back and propping myself up on my arms "Well, I'm a pureblood, both of my parents work in the ministry. I… Like reading? I can't really think of anything about myself that you'd find interesting…"

"Well if it makes it any easier, I'll tell you all I think you need to know about me?" Draco offered, half smiling.

"Yeah, that'd be nice!" I lay on my front, propping myself up on my elbows, rather than leaning backwards.

"Well…" Draco started.

The Great Hall was rather loud as we walked in to get breakfast. I was so hungry. Draco and I sat next to each other, asking each other questions, trying to get to know each other. He seemed like such a nice person. Me and Jack exchanged glances and pulled faces at each other numerous times during the meal, much to Draco's disgust. He knew Jack was a half-blood. He, being a Slytherin, and being the heir of the Malfoy family, believed that only pure-bloods should be allowed into the school. I agreed with him, of course, just to save argument. I was such a pushover. That and I didn't want to fall out with him.

The very second I took a bite of my toast, a flurry of owls of all colours and sizes caused a feather-storm above the tables. Among the last ones to arrive, a white and brown owl swooped in – one I instantly recognised as my mother's – carrying a letter. Buttons – that was what I called him – landed on my shoulder, lifting one let to allow me to remove the letter tied there.

Dearest Antonia,

I am writing to check that you arrived at Hogwarts safely, and have settled in.

Owl me if you need anything.

All my love,

Mummy xxx

Draco, who was of course reading over my shoulder, burst into laughter after reading the end of the letter. I felt my cheeks burning, and presumed that I'd turned some brilliant shade of red, since Draco went silent, took one look at me, and immediately began laughing again. He laughed so much, that he had to grab hold of my arm to stop himself falling from the bench. As Buttons flew off, we descended back into chatter.

Lessons went rather quickly that day, potions in a mixed class with Gryffindor first lesson, and I can't really remember the rest. Professor Snape, the potions professor, and head of Slytherin house, seemed to favour myself and Draco, and seemingly not just because we were in his house. We found that, put together, we were quite good at potions. We earned a fair few points for Slytherin in that lesson.

We retired to our common rooms, and only now did I take the time to appreciate the place. Though it was a dungeon, which you'd presume would be dark, dank, unwelcoming etc. It was quite pleasant. It was mainly green, with a mahogany table with plenty of seats around, and 2 black sofas situated by the fireplace. The water of the lake outside the windows gave the room a further green tinge. I felt at home here. I finally felt like I had friends.

I fit right in with my fellow house members, mainly Draco. Daphne Greengrass talked to me occasionally too, but I still liked to consider her my friend. I loved my house. I was proud of it.