I did not believe anyone would be here this early." I hear Dumbledore say, the wise old man takes a seat beside me, with dandled hands he starts to eat a kiwi.
"The morning is a great time to think, especially with no one else around." I explain while he pauses as if he is pondering my non-committal words. I watch carefully out of the corner of my eye as he starts to eat crapes, his eyes don't leave his food.
"The sunrise is always beautiful, especially from the lake as long as the giant squid is asleep." Dumbledore utters.
"I have to be off; students will start filing in here soon." I say bouncing out the door and outside. Even though its early morning the sun beats down from its throne in the pink and blue sky making the atmosphere hotter then normal. I mosey towards the lake that once reflected the lonely moon it now boasts about the brilliance of the radiant sun. At least near the water its cooler I drop my satchel and cloak on the ground near a tree before dropping on my knees near the water's edge I splash my face with the cool refreshing water.
"Ah." I sigh rubbing my tired eyes; I struggle to stand up straight before sighting a reasonably low branch on the tree, so I swing my body onto it. I lean against the trunk swinging one leg idly back and forth with my other one underneath me. Watching the sun leave its home on the horizon always awes me, no wonder painters always choose to paint this vision in front of me. I just sit letting the squid stretch beside me below the water's surface.
"Do you usually hide from people in trees?" I jump feeling startled, standing under the trees shade his hand above his eyes is the one and only Mr. Know-It-All-Ferret-Boy.
"Whom do I owe this pleasant surprise for?" I say crossing my arms then pulling cynicism dripping from my cold uncaring lips. I cross my arms hen pull my other leg underneath me, making sure my average length green plaid skirt isnt showing anything unwanted if you catch my drift we all know Draco Malfoy would sneak a peak.
"No one, even though it was bloody murder too try and find you. Getting up that early was crazy mad." Draco rambles I roll my eyes detecting a hint of my speech in his, crazy mad is something I would say.
"You were looking for little old me?" I mock in a sickly sweet voice pointing with both hands toward my chest. I jump down causing a loud thump that startles even me I strut over grabbing my things before leaning towards Malfoy. I have to stand on my toes in order to get close to his face I tug on his tie to get his face closer.
"No worries though, I mean I promise not to tell anyone." I whisper shrugging then letting go of his tie so he almost falls over, I didnt realize how strong my grip was. I hop over to my satchel dragging it up thrusting my cloak into my other arm so I dont have to wear it in the heat. I search my mind for my memorized schedule ah first I up Im lucky I have Hagrids care of magical creatures its great to be outside... well except in the winter. Hagrid also doesnt mind when I get my work done fast I can read if I feel like it, I start heading towards his cabin where classes are held. I sit beside his door on the steps I can hear him humming indoors; I can smell the wind of summer flying through the trees but also Hagrids tea... ick.
"Now your going to lead me on then walks all the way over here?" Draco demands out of breath he leans forward onto his knees, I laugh heartily, why is he following me in the first place? The sun is fully up some of the students are now marching out onto the field, I forgot we have this class with Gryffindors joy now Harry is going to try and ignore me like he always does around Hermione or any other living thing.
"WELL you shouldnt have followed me." I pleasantly say in a sing-song voice he just drops down beside me still panting when out from behind us Hagrid walks I smile because Malfoy has to jump up in order not to get knocked over by the time I am standing beside him hes cursing like a madman under his breath.
"Potter, Faint on the train this year?" Draco calls out to Harry as he starts to get all defensive I just roll my eyes so he stops crossing his arms like me.
"Ignore him Harry he doesnt know anything." Hermione says putting her hand on his shoulder I feel a pang of jealousy hit me in my chest. I cant feel jealous about HARRY he's just well Harry. I watch as they strut over to the front of the group in a hostile way.
"Youre a bantling, arent you?" I say with an impatient ring in my voice, watching the wisps of my hair float towards my face in the cool breeze I begin to sigh. If I was hair then life would be really simple I wouldnt have to worry about anything, well except scissors then I wouldnt be able to run away or anything. Also I would only be dead skin cells until I fall out if I was hair. Maybe being a hair wouldnt be good at all; its kind of the same thing. Geese how did I get in a discussion about how easy it would be to be a piece of hair. The objective of this whole thought was? Nothing ... I need a life.
"Huh?" Draco mutters , Hagrid is talking but I can barely hear him from so far away just Draco's heavy breathing, a smile is dancing upon his lips, the wind every few seconds or so picks his almost white hair tosses it about then lets it drop. I swear I can hear his heartbeat its so quiet back here.
"A bantling... brat well it would be more like a spoiled bantling." I laugh at my own joke for a change, normally whenever I have the nerve to make a joke someone else laughs because they think I'm funny.
"Whats your problem this morning?" I ask acting shocked, hes always this bitter; as if someone had slapped him in the face to wake him...wish it was me.
"Ok class lets get started today we will be learning about dragons." Hagrid bellows.
"Havent we already learned about them?" Hermione interjects in a mocking tone. I snarl the sun blinds her from my view so I see spots.
"We have to talk...now." Draco says sounding diplomatic and urgent so I look over at him giving him a passing glance. The sun is still blinding my view so I move closer to Draco so I can see.
"Ok what is it?" I ask crossing my arms; he has a desperate look in his gray eyes something that seems to shake my very core. Its not at all like him to look desperate he gets everything that he wishes and more. What has the world come to when a very rich spoiled bantling looks desperate?!
"I cant tell you here, with all these people about!" Draco decides to be daring. Hagrid is going on about the different types of Dragons from places most people have never heard of I have because I visit my aunt who raises dragons at least for a week every summer. Hermione looks detached she must know everything already shes so uncaring it makes me want to force her to talk to Draco.
"So you dare ask me to skip class just so you can tell me something that could probably wait well. I probably dont need to know in the first place." I declare being judgmental doesnt ever help anything Draco sometimes to have reasonable thoughts when they are most needed sometimes.
"Fin but you should know youre getting married on your 17th birthday!" Draco screams his face turning the color of a discolored sunset. Its a light shade of what Ron's normally is.
"Prepstu- wait to who- how - wha- WHO SAID?" I bellow causing Draco to redden even more like a cooking lobster, everyone including Harry is staring at us I feel my stomach do a double summersault before falling flat on its ass. I want to throw up no one can force me to marry anyone that I dont find fit!
"This is why - well to me." Draco says a snug look upon his face his eyes dancing in fear of what I may do next. At least he has learned correctly, he better fear me when I become angry. I gasp like a fish that is dieing more by the minute. IM GOING to get MARRIED to DRACO MALFOY on my 17th birthday. No way in hell, the devil has more of a chance of becoming god. I feel the earth spinning, the rumors have started flinging about, and Harry is turning a slight pink. Oh shi-.
Muhahaha Married!
I pounce out of bed tugging on my green silk robe. I hate the feeling of uncrushed teeth the feeling of germs settling on them makes me sick to my stomach every morning. But oh well I bound down the stairs to face an empty common room. I pray to go it was all a bad - very horrifically bad dream. The need to find out if it was a dream drags me down the ground where I want to fall.
"You ok?" Someone whispers from behind me leaning in close. I can feel their breath on my neck. I spin around to spot a sympathetic look on the face of Potter.
"Of course." I play it safe.
"Just wanted to make sure. I would have killed myself if I was to be married to a Malfoy." Harry explains crap it wasnt a bad dream. What does Harry know about having to get married to that self arrogant pig Draco Malfoy!?
"How did you get in here?" I inquire the dusk sun pouring thorough the glass window, I must have passed out. All the other years I would meet him in a "safe" zone where the other couldnt run off leaving the other behind to sit and wait for someone to find them. Im glad we decided to do that because some nights we would argue till about 2 am and then Harry might storm out if he lost which he usually did.
"Followed some girl in, didnt even ask who I was." He replies jokingly who doesnt know who he is? Harry plops down on a sofa like hes at home rubbing the spot next to him so I take it. I lay me head on his shoulder with his arm around me I get angry with myself realizing now it was my parents who had arranged the wedding I ought to kill them! They have no clue who they are truly getting for a stepson.
"Why me!" I sob Harry just laughs like he knows what it feels like to have your death sentence signed at the age of 16 for his 17th birthday. I pout he just pats my shoulder like my father would do when I dont get my way. I feel grumpy.
"Im surprised that you havent realized that you can just say no to your parents since its on your 17th birthday." Harry says I let my head fall over the other way so my legs are on his lap. I hear people outside the door.
"You don't know my parents!" I argue like that makes much sense, he wouldn't understand the hell I have been put through for 16 years. All the dinner parties, get together, set up relationships, and it just goes on! Of course that would seem like heaven to Harry who grew up with his evil aunt and uncle. The door creeks open allowing entrance to Draco and his gooneys.
"What is this?" Malfoy yells taken aback barging in I jump up, afraid of what may happen next. Everything was harmless why don't I say that?!? Maybe because my stomach is in my throat... oh ok!
"It was nothing." Harry says.
"If I ever catch you with my fianc again I swear to god Ill murder you!" Draco says I just sigh and roll my eyes then shrug.
"You can control what I do Draco Malfoy you may be my fianc but youre not my husband... not my owner and you will never be. If I want to talk to Harry I can do whatever I damn well please!" I say in a calm tone there I got my voice back. Draco gapes at me I see his gooneys in the corner watching and anticipating what will happen next. I fear that if Draco ever got around to actually beating Harry up then Crabbe and Goyle would eat him to get rid of the evidence. Ick. I turn around stomping up the stairs to my bed smiling smugly I fall asleep.