Nelina's View
Nelina crept down the stairs, determined not to wake anyone up as she peered into the common room. It was around four in the morning and she just couldn't sleep, the rain hitting the lake soothed her as she walked to the empty couch in front of the fireplace. She smiled as the fire burned on, magic keeping it going through the night for late-nighters like her.
She sighed and stood up off the couch, realizing that no matter how calming it was the fire wasn't going to lull her back to sleep. She thought about chancing the risk of being caught and just going for a walk and decided it sounded fine when a yawn came from behind her. "Hey." Draco's voice came from behind her. She whirled around and glared at him, anger still whirling around her.
"Oh hello." Nelina sighed, her hand going to her forehead. He shook his head and moved closer to her slowly, trying to keep her at some length of calm.
"I'm sorry, okay? I guess the twins aren't that bad, but I can't pretend I like Potter or his two little followers." He said and she just looked at him blankly. "I'm not going to lie to you." He whispered and she blinked for a moment, staring at the boy who looked nothing like her, but was like her in so many ways.
"I don't expect you to." She whispered back, her hand covering his. "I just expect you to try." He nodded, cupping her face so that her eyes met his. The pools of silver bore into her emerald orbs and she began to feel antsy at the situation he was putting her in. His face began to lean in and she panicked, ducking under his grip and away from him. "I'm sorry Draco. I can't." She said and hurried out of the common room, not caring what time it was.
She ran through the halls, losing all sense of direction and finding her self running up multiple sets of moving stairs. She finally stopped, doubling over to catch her breath. Her pants filled the silent corridors and she looked around to find herself near a tower. She couldn't distinguish exactly where she was but she began to walk down the corridor and came to the legendary painting of the fat lady.
"Hello." She whispered to the woman who was obviously not asleep. "Is there any chance I could get in there?" Nelina asked and the woman looked at her suspiciously.
"No Slytherin is getting in to play tricks on my house!" She said haughtily, causing Nelina to groan.
"I don't want to trick them, I'm friends with Hermione and Harry and Ron!" She said in a harsh whisper. The old lady looked at her slyly.
"Listen to me sing." She demanded and Nelina could swear she felt the puke rise inside of her. She had heard to many stories of the portraits singing abilities. "Listen to me sing, or no entry." The woman demanded again and reluctantly Nelina nodded, instantly regretting it as the lady began to belt a note that was much higher then the range she should actually be singing.
A noise rang through the hall and she could hear the sounds of feet moving quickly. She looked at the woman in the painting pleadingly and the woman stared at her for a second before nodding. "You look so much like your father." She sighed, opening much to the surprise of Nelina. She hurried inside to the coaxing of the picture and stopped for a moment, thinking of her words.
"My father." The words sounded foreign on her lips and she restated them, trying to get her brain accustomed to the sound. She could hear the fat lady on the other side, arguing with Filch, the groundskeeper and looked both ways before fleeing up a set of stairs. She looked around and followed her way down the hall hoping no one would come out this early.
She noticed all the signs said boys and she smiled. Somehow she had found her way into the Gryffindor boys' dorms. She looked at the doors, stopping at one of the third year rooms and praying that she was correct. She pushed open the door and smiled as a mop of flame red hair came into view.
She walked lightly into the room, shutting the door just as she heard the painting lose down the stairs and Filch make his way into the common room. She looked at the trunks and saw that the one marked Fred W. was in front of a bed that had the curtains drawn tightly in front of her. She stood there nervously, debating what to do when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs and dove into the curtains. She landed on top of a very startled and still half asleep Fred. He stared at her for a moment and his eyes grew wide.
"Nellie?" He asked and she clamped her hand over his mouth.
"Filch is on my tail, mind if I stay in here for a while?" She asked and he shook his head, moving over in the bed and pulling the covers up so she could crawl in next to him. "Thanks." She whispered and he nodded, casting a silencing charm on the bed.
Fred's View
Fred stared at her as she crawled into the bed next to him. He cast a silencing charm on his bed before turning towards her again, putting his head down on the pillow. "So, how did you even get in here?" He asked her and she rolled her eyes.
"Your stupid portrait made me listen to her sing. Merlin she's horrid." Her laugh filled the small space and he could feel the smile play on his lips. She looked at him, a smile on her face too as she got closer to him, shivering under the blanket. "You'd think it would be warmer up her then it is in the dungeons, but it's really not." She said and he shrugged.
"I guess. I haven't really been in the Slytherin common room before so I wouldn't know. Actually no one but a Slytherin has as far as we know." He said and she smirked.
"Of course they haven't. Our portrait isn't stupid." Their mixed laughter rang out and he marveled at how perfect it sounded. She yawned and stretched, her eyes starting to close on her as he pulled her closer to him. "Goodnight Fred." She whispered, almost completely asleep now. He kissed the top of her head lightly before whispering a reply.
"Goodnight Nelina." His voice was so soft he could barely hear it as he wrapped his arms around her and they fell asleep entwined.
Nelina's View
She opened her eyes as light blinded her, causing her to blink multiple times to adjust herself. She attempted to sit up but was pulled back down by Fred's grip, who was still sleeping soundly beside her. She sighed and looked up at the foot of the bed where George had pulled the curtain back and was now smirking at her. "Morning." He said rather loudly, waking up Fred next to her.
He looked at her in shock for a moment before remembering last night and sitting up to look at his brother. "Morning man." He said and George just looked at him. Nelina could tell George was bursting at the seams trying to contain his laughter at his brothers nonchalant nature towards the situation they were in.
"Do you want to explain?" George asked, turning towards Nelina. She looked at him for a moment before sighing and nodding.
"I went for a walk around four because I couldn't sleep and then got lost. I walked down the hall and saw the fat lady and thought I might as well try and get in you guys' common room. She told me I had to listen to her singing but Filch started to come, so she let me in and I ran up the stairs to the boys rooms. I knew you guys a little better so when I heard Filch make it into the common room I came into the room I thought was yours and low and behold there you are.
"Filch was coming so I ducked into the curtains of Fred's bed and he woke up and let me stay in there for cover for a while. I guess I just fell asleep." She finished and he nodded, looking to at least be pretending to be thoughtful.
"So you guys aren't secretly seeing each other?" He asked playfully with a wiggle of his eyebrows. Nelina threw a pillow at him while Fred socked him in the arm, a blush rising on both of their cheeks.
"We've only known each other for a day!" Nellie cried, trying to push back the smile that was already on her face. George shrugged and threw his arms in the air as a surrender.
"I don't know how fast you guys want to take things!" He cried and smirked as he ran from the room, fully dressed. Nelina rolled her eyes as Fred just shook his head at his brothers retreating figure.
"Oh crap." Nelina said, looking around at the empty beds in the room. "Everyone's already awake." She hissed at Fred who stared at her blankly. "How am I going to get out?" She asked slowly and realization crossed over his features.
"Shit." He muttered before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the room and into another one in the hallway. He opened the door to see Harry and Ron still lazily getting dressed. All three of the boys were all in similar attire when Nelina saw them, wearing just their boxers and a white tee-shirt.
"Hey guys! Harry, mind if I borrow your invisibility cloak?" Fred asked and they just stared at the pair in front of them wide-eyed. Ron's gaze turned suspicious as he stared at where his brothers hand still held onto hers. Nelina tried to smile but began to become uncomfortable under his gaze.
"Why is she here?" He asked and Fred glared at him.
"Long story." Nelina broke through. "Remind us to tell you at breakfast, I'll be eating at the Gryffindor table today. So can I borrow your cloak Harry?" She asked and he nodded, opening his trunk and moving things around before pulling out a long silvery blue cloak and throwing it to Fred. He opened it and held it out to her.
"One minute." She said, pulling out her wand and tapping her outfit twice. Her clothes changed, and she stood before them in her school uniform. She grabbed the robe and covered herself with it before leaving the room and exiting into the lively common room. It was warmer then her and she sighed as she noticed how homely and cozy everyone looked inside the room.
She walked out of the portrait, going down the stairs and eventually finding her way to the Great Hall.
Draco's View
He watched her come in and blatantly ignore him and the rest of the Slytherins as she walked over to the Gryffindor table, sitting with the little mudblood. Draco laid his head on the table in his arms as he thought about how she had never come back into the common room last night, he had waited all night for her.
"Hey man." Blaise Zambini walked up and took a seat next to him. Draco lifted his head off the table and stared at him for a moment. "You look horrible." Blaise laughed as Draco socked him in the arm.
"I was up all night thinking about Nelina." Draco admitted sheepishly, blushing at Blaise's hoots and hollers. He looked around to see the commotion Blaise was causing before hitting him in the stomach to get him to stop. "I tried to kiss her last night and she just freaked out and ran out of the common room. She never came back." He sighed and Blaise narrowed his eyes at the Gryffindor table.
"Weasley. That's where she was." He said, moving his head over to where the twins had just com over, moving Hermione out of the way to sit on each side of her. Harry and Ron soon followed suit, sitting down across the table from the group of three. Draco looked at them as the two played with her hair, talking to her while she blushed and laughed slightly.
Draco could feel his stomach clench at the sight and pushed away his plate before exiting the Great Hall.
Soooo. Plot twist. Draco is in love with his sister, or so he thinks! Woops. Tell me what you guys think about that cute little late night meet-up! I know it seems like it's going a little fast but I promise it's not actually, because a lot of stuff is going to happen! (:
