The New Chapters of Hogwarts
Chapter 6: Unexpected
Girls did work fast. Not only had the rumor of the 'intimate session' within the Slytherin common room get out, but so had Carvera's strange hissing and the circumstances of her pre-owned wand. Obviously not making things any better, school gossipers began to confront the two about it. While the blonde wizard would just sneer in the way that told people to piss off, the poor raven-haired girl would always become a bundle of nerves and mumble apologies and excuses left and right.
"Oh come on! Did you really snog Malfoy?!"
"I-I'm sorry Parsila. I really have to go." the young Potter called as she was casually dragged away by her cold friend.
"Must you always make things more difficult?" hissed Narcicuss in frustration. He enjoyed this girl to tears but every bloody time anyone asked her a bloody question, she would rattle more than a bludger in a cage. He had sadly confided in himself that as much as it pissed him off, it was absolutely precious when she blushed. But Albus be damned if anyone would ever get that truth out of him! He was a Malfoy of God's sakes. When all is gone, he still had his dignity...and her.
"Well, it would have been rude not to answer her, Nari. But then again you would know all about that." She walked along side him after finally claiming possesion of her wrist once more.
"Damn straight" he replied haughtily.
She sighed, "At least it's the end of the day. Want to sit down at dinner with me?"
The Malfoy couldn't help but smirk "Don't I always?"
She smiled and nodded as they entered the Grand Hall. They took their usual seats in the back where, occasionally, the Lovegood-Longbottom twins would sneak in to say 'hello'. However, Malfoy felt blessed to find that such happenings did not occur this evening. Instead, he sat peacefully next to his best friend and studied her while she examined the pages of a devination textbook. A month had gone by quickly but Cara was already used to feel of the boy's heavy stare. Since they both weren't so talkative, it was nice to know that he had something to distract him from total silence. After all, she didn't want to be the source of his boredom. All was the norm until an unidentified form plopped next to the blonde. Both looked over to see a boy with white, spikey hair. His unconventional locks rolled tightly into a bun on the back of his head while small wisps of hair escaped around his hair line. His glance was glazed and lazy, yet his robes were neat and unwrinkled. He bit into an apple while looking off towards the opposite direction. Carvera looked at the new comer with curiosity. Her eyes soon fixed themselves upon his blue and silver scarf.
"Ravenclaw." she decided aloud.
The boy slowly turned his head towards the girl, looking her up and down. She seemed to feel quite flustered, which could of perhaps been multiplied when he gave her a quick yet elaborate wink. Blood immediately rushed to her cheeks as she turned back to her book.
"Oi, are ya blushin', swee' cheeks?" the boy chided while wiggling an eyebrow.
Cara lied as she shook her head fiercely and tried to act as if she were resuming her place within the pages.
"Sure looked like it." he chuckled, taking another bite of his apple. "You've got a hot lil' body. What's your name?"
Silence.
"What's 'a matter love? Cat got ya tongue?"
"None of you bloody business!" growled an infuriated blonde. His glare now bored into the unwelcomed flatterer. For one reason or another, the fact that this prick could make the girl blush seemed outrageous.
The white-haired Ravenclaw appeared to get the message and closed his eyes, as if in thought. "Apologies, mate. I didn't realize she was your sheila."
Malfoy's face flushed with rage and embarassment. How dare he assume that Carvera belonged to someone! Even if the premise of his guess was a bit on-the-hole, he still wouldn't have Cara die of humiliation. With that decided, Narcicuss slowly closed the devination text book and gentlely took the Slytherin girl's hand. She surprisingly stood with him and began to walk out of the Grand Hall without attracting much attention. When safely down the corridor, they stopped and looked each other. Malfoy gazed into her eyes and suddenly wished he hadn't. The poor girl's emerald orbs swam with tears on the verge of falling. It made him panic because surely she was about to wail in the middle of the school. But he decided to go out on a limb.
"Carvera" he asked after clearing his throat "Are you, er, alright?"
She nodded and glanced downward.
"Liar." He smirked, but the girl did not look back at him.
"You're crying?"
"N-no." she stuttered.
He chuckled and she finally looked him in the eyes. Tears had fallen down her lily white cheeks, staining them.
"Obviously that 'artard back there caused you to be this upset."
Silence.
"You're so rude."
Narcicuss couldn't help but burst out in laughter, to which Carvera giggled and shook her head. He'd known that she would be upset with that out-right perverse comment. He had come to her rescue once again. But slowly she frowned.
"I'm sorry I made things difficult again, Narcicuss."
He himself developed a small frown. It had been a bit blunt to make that comment before and he was paying for it now. But it wasn't difficult to storm out of there with her. It had been what they both wanted and needed. He remembered something his Mother had once told him and, against all the logic in his body, he recited it.
"It's not difficult to do things for the ones we...care about." He paused and substituted the word 'love' for something more casual. It would have been, quite frankly, suicidal to use such a strong emotion. But once he saw the smile light up across her features, everything meant nothing. The boy was taken a back though when the girl hugged him tightly. Her giggles seemed to bring color to his cheeks. He stood there for a moment before clearing his throat. Cara brought herself away from his warmth and they looked into one another's eyes. She glowed when she was happy. Every inch of her. But her eyes were the most dazzling asset and he couldn't bear to look away from them. Emerald orbs had found comfort in the light of his sapphire pools. And as he held his hand out to take hold of hers, the embarassment from before seemed to float away with overwhelming joy.
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"But do you like him?!" squeeled the infamous Parsila. She and her click had once again cornered Carvera in the dormitory. The nosey girl's chocolate pools seemed to light up with amusement as the shyer one was forced to try and answer her questions.
"W-what do you mean by like?" Cara asked, trying depserately to inch away from the crazed gossiper. She had never seen someone so deep in other peoples business since her brother Albus used to spy on who James snogged with.
"I mean" the indian girl explained in a 'duh' manner "has he ever tried to kiss or hug you?"
"Well, no." she started "But we've held hands."
Gasping with delight, Parsila went further "That's good! That's very good! Were your fingers cupped or lace."
She took a second but then answered "Laced, I suppose."
The click giggled with glee but Carvera didn't understand how one's personal life seemed this interesting to others. Taking delight in another's embarassment just didn't appeal to the shy Slytherin in the least. Narcicuss may have been rude in a blunt way, but this girl was slippery and a busy-body. No shame seemed to come upon her as she proceeded with her questioning.
"Do you want to be his gal?"
Cara's cheeks lit up like fire. And although she didn't answer, one of the girl's squeeled, "You do, don't you?! It's so obvious. Look at her face!"
"I suppose i-it's possible that I might like him." Carvera whispered while thinking back to their conversations. She did enjoy the Malfoy's company prefusely. So why not have feelings for him? She was a girl and he was a boy. Couldn't get more obvious than that.
"So you want to snog him?" Parsila asked while arcing an eyebrow.
"No! I mean...we're 11 years-old for heaven's sakes! Don't you think it's a bit early for things like that?"
"Of course!" Parsila said in a shocked tone "It would be disgusting otherwise."
Carvera sighed in relief, seeing that Parsila had at least an inkling of common sense. "So what do you think I should do if I like him?"
"Nothing."
"Huh?"
"It would be too obvious if you started to try and get closer to him." Parsila said but then glared at one of the girls behind her as she commented 'They couldn't get closer to snoggin' even if they tried!'
Cara blushed "I'm sorry."
"That's another thing!" Parsila sighed "Stop apologizing for things that aren't your fault."
She thought for a second but then nodded "I guess I do need a bit of a boost in confidence."
The tanned girl grinned and nodded "So just keep things normal until the Yule Ball rolls around."
"The Yule Ball?"
Parsila's eyes widened "Blimey! It's only the biggest event before Christmas break, Cara!"
"Oh."
"So, what are you going to do before Christmas?"'
"Um, buy Narcicuss a gift?"
"No!" Parsila exclaimed before slapping a hand to her face "Ugh! You need to get him to ask you to be his date!"
"Oh." the raven-hair girl replied dumbly while blushing.
"You know, I thought you were really smart?"
"I'm good with books, not people. Especially not guys."
"Ha! You could say that again!"
"Why?"
"UGH!!!"