A/N: OK, here's the next chapter. Thank yas to y'all that reviewed so far! You know the drill, me no own, you no sue; savvy? Good. Now, let the randomness continue!
The Other Half
Detention
" – Artimis! ATRIMIS CRAWFORD! GET YOUR ASS UP!!!" Artimis groaned as she was assaulted by a swarm of pillows being thrown at her. "Ugh! Áine, Moriko, Anila, Gwen, can't a girl ever get some sleep around here?" She slowly sat up as her friends and fellow Slytherins helped her out of bed. While attempting to wake up, she sent her friends death glares.
Áine had light brown hair that came right to her shoulders with two blonde streaks right in the front. She had black-rimmed rectangular glasses covering her bright green eyes, and was the same height as Artimis. Her sister, Moriko, was about two months younger, and had glossy, jet-black hair to mid-back with the bottom edges tipped in sapphire blue, like her eyes.
Anila had blonde hair with black streaks and green eyes. She was currently sitting on the bed to the left of Artimis', holding up another pillow incase she needed it. Gwen had really light blonde hair, and she had put white streaks in it, making her hair almost glow. Her pale skin set off her brilliant aqua eyes.
Áine and Moriko grabbed her by the arms and pulled her out of bed, while Anila and Gwen pulled out her uniform, ready to get her dressed. "Aygϋl, shut up already and get dressed before we have to dress you ourselves." Αine smirked at her friend. "Aygϋl? Αine, where do you keep getting these nicknames for us, anyhow?" Anila tossed Artimis her robes while shaking her head. "Moriko, doesn't your sister know that we already have too many girls in here who's names start with A? Why'd she have to pick one that starts with it, despite the fact of how cool it sounds?"
Moriko flipped her hair over her shoulder while slipping on her robe. "I know that, but hay, when it means 'moon rose', who couldn't pass that up?" "I could," Artimis growled while putting on her shoes. "Besides, what time is it, anyhow?" "Umm," Gwen glanced over at the clock. "It's 6:15, Artimis."
The American's jaw dropped. "I didn't even know that there was a six AM! HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME THIS?!" With he friends laughing, she flipped back onto he bed with a dramatic faint. Anila rolled her eyes. "Ok, while you guys go ahead and keep coming up with those nicknames of yours, I'll stick with my favorite for every last one of y'all."
She walked over and stood in front of Artimis, before screaming the previously mentioned nickname. "GREASECAKE!!! GET UP!!!" Artimis jumped several feet into the air, clutching her heart. "Goddess, Anila! Are you trying to kill me?" Everyone laughed while dragging Artimis to her feet. "I highly doubt that, Artimis." Moriko smirked. "But I know that Draco may kill you; that is, after doing what you both seem to so desperately long for–" she was cut off by Artimis' hand smacking her in the back of the head.
"Moriko, if you ever suggest that again, I will personally insure that every last one of your copies of The Lord of the Rings meet the common room fire; understood? Same thing goes for the rest of you and your little obsessions!"
It was after 7 by the time they finally got out of the common room to the Great Hall, but just before entering, they ran into two of their friends from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. "Hay, Sri! Valdís! What's up?" Anila laughed. "So that's where the other two Gresecakes got to! Mornin!"
Valdís had long, wavy black hair and these incredible greenish-blue eyes that always seemed to know what you were feeling. She was probably the most insane Ravenclaw, considering how much she preferred to read manga than study. Elea, or "Sri" as her friends liked to call her, had brown hair with her trademark single pink streak in the front and dark green eyes.
"Hay, girlie! What's up?" Sri just rolled her eyes. "Valdís, what'd you think is up? They're heading to breakfast! Why else would they be up at these ungodly hours?" Artimis laughed. "True, very true, Sri. Hay, where's Mags, anyhow?" She glanced around looking for her sister.
Sri smirked while rolling her eyes again. "Well, when I came down from the dorm room earlier, Harry was on the couch with Maggie leaning against his chest. Both of them were asleep, with a blanket over them. Kinda makes ya wonder what they were doing last night after we left the common room, don't it?"
The entire group burst out laughing at this. "Ok," Artimis said between fits of laughter, "Maggie may be totally crazy over Harry, but I highly doubt that they'd do that this early on in their relationship, don't ya think? Come on, let's go get something to eat before more of the random people start showing up."
Still laughing, the group entered the Great Hall, using each other for support. Artimis waved to Valdís and Sri as they headed to their own tables. Artimis took a seat at the Slytherin table, with Áine to her left, Anila on her right, with Moriko across from her sister and Gwen in front of Anila. The rest of the student body then began to file in, and Artimis smirked when she saw Harry and Maggie enter the room.
Gwen and Moriko were trying to find out what everyone else was going to be for the dance that was coming up, when someone came and stood behind Artimis. "Good morning, Lady Artimis." She rolled her eyes. "Hello, Draco. What do you want this early, anyhow?" Her friends were trying to prevent a combination of glares and giggling. Gwen then moved over to her left a bit. "Draco, you can sit here, you know. We won't bite." "Without reason, at least." Moriko smirked.
He rolled his eyes before walking around and sitting between the girls, right across from Artimis. "So, what do you want, Dragon?" Artimis reached over to her left to grab an orange. "Dragon? Where did you come up with that one?" Anila leaned back and smirked at Áine. "Déjà vu, isn't it?" Artimis rolled her eyes. "You know, I can hear you two. Again, what brings you ta this end of the table, Dragon?"
Draco smirked while eating his breakfast. "Oh, nothing, really. Just wanted to make sure that you don't forget we have detention tonight. However, seeing as how you're coming up with nicknames, I need to start thinking of one for you."
She laughed a bit, along with her friends. "I honestly think that I have enough nicknames at this point, courtesy of Áine and Moriko here." The ladies bowed their heads at the mention of their names. "Anyhow, I still need to have one for you, don't I? I shall see you later then; Ladies." He stood up, bowing a bit, before reaching across the table to where Artimis' hand rested on the top of her goblet, picking it up, and placing another kiss on it.
Without another word, he left the room. Artimis blushed lightly as her friends began to applaud. "Someone finally brought the Serpent Lord down a peg! Well done, Aygϋl! I do believe that this calls for celebration!" "I agree, but not tonight. Our poor little Aygϋl has to spend the night with Dragon-"
"I thought I told you not to bring that up in any way, shape, or form, Áine! Goddess, are you honestly trying to make my life a living Hell or something?" Gwen moved her hands over an imaginary crystal ball. "I see matchmaking in the future of seven of your closest friends. Ah yes, it is clear now. The Ice Queen will melt by the Dragon's fire…" Artimis glared at her friends as they burst out laughing from Gwen's prediction.
"Gwen, just because you're actually physic doesn't mean that you have to use your powers for evil." "Artimis, you know that we were all corrupted to the Dark Side once we met you, so don't even start to pull the innocent act with me." Anila smirked. "Now, we have classes to attend to!"
The day flew by too quickly for Artimis, and now she slowly headed from the common room to the Transfiguration classroom, not exactly willing to spend most of the night deprived of sleep doing whatever McGonagall wanted them to do. She could be trying to figure out why Draco was being so nice to her, but no, she had to be stuck doing this instead…
"If you walk any slower, it'll be Halloween before you get anywhere." Artimis whipped around to find Draco walking a little behind her, smirking. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack? I have better things to be doing than this, you know!" They both walked a little faster, approaching the Transfiguration room rather quickly. "So do I, but you don't see me complaining." "I do believe you just did, Dragon." Artimis knocked on the door before heading inside.
"Ah, glad to see that you both could make it." Professor McGonagall stood up from her desk and headed over to the Slytherins. "Now, I would like the two of you to reorganize the classroom for me, without the use of magic. I have somewhere I need to be at the moment, so I should be back around midnight. I want the room to be in good condition when I return; is that understood?"
Both students nodded. "Good; now, good luck." With that, she glided out of the room, shutting the door behind her. "Well, then," Artimis pulled a hair-tie from her pocket, "I guess we better get started, then. Now, where do you think she keeps the mop and broom around here…" Draco's jaw was slack at the moment. "W-without m-magic? Is she serious?" Artimis stepped out of a closet, holding a bucket, mop, and broom, and duster. "Oh, I almost forgot that you probably have several dozen House Elves to do the work for you. Here," she handed him the duster, "start dusting, would ya? You see, in my house, we only have one House Elf.
Luned helps out a lot around the place, but usually our parents do most of the work. I'm usually too lazy to help out sometimes, but I will when necessary." She was moping the floor as she spoke, then glanced up at Draco. "Well, don't just stand there; start dusting already. You do know how to dust, right?" He snapped out of his daze, then got to work.
It was getting late, but by this time, Artimis and Draco knew more about each other than they had ever thought possible. "So, Dragon, what do you honestly think about Muggles, anyhow?" Draco glanced up from where he was sweeping the stairway and arched an eyebrow at her. "What do you mean? Obviously, I hate the Mudbloods."
Artimis glared at the filthy name, but kept her temper down. "Dragon, do me a favor, and never use that name around me. I'm not a Muggle lover, but I don't hate them, either. Several of my best friends are Muggles, and another thing, they have far more technological advances than magic – users do. Now, care to answer my question truthfully?"
Draco leaned the broom against the banister and sighed. "If my father ever knew that I was interested in Muggle things, he'd probably have a fit. I guess that I'm kind of like you are: I don't hate them, but I don't really like them, either." Artimis smiled while turning around from organizing the spell books. "That's good to know about you, Dragon. Well, it looks like we're pretty much done here!" She wiped the sweat from her head before taking her hair down.
They had been lifting a few very heavy items, so they were both a little damp with sweat and breathing heavily. [Not like that, you perverts!] Once she took her hair down, it fell around he shoulders in a wavy mass. Draco was gawking at her while she put away the items. 'Beautiful…' he thought, 'I've never seen her like this before.' Artimis turned around, and saw him looking at her. She smirked. "Like what you see, Dragon?" He snapped out of his stupor and replaced his slacking jaw with a trademark smirk.
"I think I'll leave you to figure that one out, Leah." He picked up his cloak, which he had laid over the banister earlier, and headed for the door with Artimis in tow. "One, my imagination is what got us here in the first place. Two, where'd Leah come from?" She quickened her pace so that she was in front of him, then began to walk backwards.
"Well, I heard somewhere that it means "ruler," so I thought that it would suit you; after all, you are the Ice Queen, right? Or would you have preferred Malika?" Artimis rolled her eyes. "And I thought that only Áine could come up with bizarre nicknames. You pick, Dragon; I already have too many as it is." With that, she whirled around and headed for the common room. Draco smirked as she headed up to the girls' dormitory. 'Just you watch, Artimis; I'll bring down that icy barrier that you have around yourself yet.' With that, he headed to his own dorm and fell asleep.
The moment Artimis entered her dorm room, all he friends pretty much jumped her with questions. "So, did the Prince of Slytherin try to pull anything on ya?"
"Or did you pull anything on him?"
"OR did the whole thing end up in an all-out slug fest?"
Artimis laughed as she headed over to her trunk to change into her pjs. "Guys, all we did was reorganize the Transfiguration room and talk. Honestly; if anything else had happened, I would've told you guys." They all rolled their eyes. "Whatever, Aygϋl. Just remember that this Sunday is the Halloween Ball, and on Monday, all classes are being canceled so that we can catch up on our sleep from staying up so late the night before! That means that on Saturday, we are so gonna be working on your costume, got that?"
She climbed under the covers. "Yes, I got it. Áine, Moriko, Anila, Gwen, thanks for being worried about me, but right now, let me sleep!" With that, she flipped over and fell asleep.
A/N: Ok, there ya go, minna-san! PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW, alright? They keep me going. See y'all lata!!!
Serenity
Goddess of the Moon