The feast had begun, taken place, and had now ended. Lilia ate minimally as Blaise and Draco piled food onto their plates. Of course they still ate with etiquette; otherwise, she would've smacked them both upside the head for such manners. Through the sorting, Slytherin had gained more students, all of them giving off smirks instead of smiles; must've been a Slytherin thing. She noticed whenever Slytherin gained a student, the Gryffindor house would 'boo'. Must be a house rivalry, she thought while listening to Blaise and Draco talk about this famous 'Potter' boy.
Lilia was then pulled to stand by Blaise, and then further dragged down corridors. Draco had long since been gone for a Head's meeting. Blaise made her uncomfortable, more unnerved than uncomfortable; he just wasn't the normal Slytherin. He had slowed down his pace, slowing more to a walk, yet still dragging her by her hand. She had already figured that he was taking her to the common room, but she wanted to start a conversation. "Just where in Merlin's name are you dragging me to?"
"The common room, of course," he said as he flashed the most gorgeous smile she had ever seen in her seventeen years. All she could do in return was flash her own gorgeous smile back. Lily had taken notice to how his sapphire irises illuminated nicely in the torchlight, and started to wonder how hers looked. Oh, how she liked her eyes.
"This party the house is throwing, what will it be like?" she asked, actually curious for the answer. Blaise stopped walking, said the password, and pulled her through the portrait hole. Pulling her further to a couch in the center of the room, he sat, patting the cushion next to him. Lily sat, turning to look at him, still waiting for his response.
"Well, since Draco will be attending, there will more than likely liquor. No snacks since we just had the feast and music I suppose," he answered as he used his fingers to count and think. She laughed, thinking just how Draco will be even fuller of himself with liquor present. She wondered what they would do until it started.
"Let's give you a tour of Hogwarts," he said, breaking her thoughts. She smiled, nodding, then stood. He led her aimlessly around the many corridors, moving stairs, and creepy dungeons, telling her which classes were where, and where not to go. The entire tour took a while, them both figuring the party had already started back in the common room.
Upon entering, they were proved right. The room had been cleared of furniture and filled with tables with many bottles and cups atop it, yet few couches and armchairs remained in corners. She shook her head seeing Draco being one of the students standing by said tables. Lilia then went to him, taking the cup from his hand.
"What's this? Head Boy breaking rules?" she said with a smirk. He glared obviously at her, and snatched back the drink, downing the rest of the contents. Draco then leaned close to her.
"I'm allowed to break these rules. I've been privileged to," he said into her ear, smirking once more. She rolled her eyes, putting her weight onto one leg, and finished the look by placing her hand on her hip. He grinned at this, the alcohol taking effect on him.
"We should dance, Lily." She grunted at this, hating that he already called her that, but allowed him to drag her off into the midst of the crowd and dance the rest of the night.
The next morning, Lilia awoke in her private dormitory that her mother had demanded that she had since she was a transfer. She felt groggy and still very tired. Forcing herself out of bed, she got into the shower, getting ready for classes that day. Instead of her big, elegant curls that she wore yesterday, she simply straightened it using magic. She put a green bow just behind her bangs, which she wore to the side partially covering her left eye. She was then officially ready.
In the Great Hall, breakfast had already begun, making her a bit late. She scanned the Slytherin table for the only two people she knew. Finding them, she plopped down in between them, smiling brightly for just waking up.
"Good morning, boys," Lily greeted cheerfully. The two males groaned loudly.
"Morning," came simultaneously. She laughed, and ruffled their hair, fully knowing that they were boys who 'primped' in the morning to look so good. As expected, they slapped at her hands.
"How did you guys sleep? I slept just fine. Better than fine, actually. I've become quite accommodated with my room," she informed them, again, trying to start up a conversation. Both just looked at her like she was crazy.
"Oh come on. It couldn't have been that bad. I mean, it wasn't even that late when the party ended."
"Yea right. It ended at two-thirty in the morning. That's late, especially when you've had firewhiskey beforehand," Draco blurted. Lily patted his shoulder, shrugging.
"It was your choice to drink it. I tried to take it from you, so don't blame me."
"I could blame you for keeping me up further!" was all he could say to defend himself. She sighed, and ate a bit of toast with jam.
"What classes do we have first, then?" inquired Lily, not even have taken as much as a glance at her timetable.
"History of Magic with those bloody Gryffindors." It was Blaise who finally spoke this time. Oh, she just knew already that this class was going to be grand.
They all finished eating and trekked on to class with each other, poking fun at first and second years. She laughed when a first year had cowered from her glaring, and even more when a second year had done the same, though the second year was taller than her just slightly. All of them entered, still talking about the current events with the younger students, when the Head Girl popped up.
"You know, Malfoy, you shouldn't be picking on the lower years anymore; you should be setting an example," Hermione Granger pointedly pointed out. Lilia took in her appearance; curly, mousy, light brown hair with the same colored eyes, and her face was plain. There was nothing attractive about her. She even wore her uniform to the extent of not being able to tell that her body had form. This girl seriously needed a makeover. She was Gryffindor to boot.
"Whatever, Mudblood. Like I'd ever listen to the likes of you." Yea! Go Draco! Lilia even had to smirk at his comment. She even threw in the tossing of her hair behind her shoulder. She rested a hand on his upper arm to get his attention.
"Let's sit where the filth won't spread to. I'm feeling as if I already need another bath," she said with the same tone Draco had used moments before, both making them appear as the superior persons. Of course, they were. They were Pureblood. Draco nodded, and steered her in front of him towards a desk in the back. Draco and Lilia sat in the one furthest back, while Blaise took the seat directly in front of Lilia.
Class was boring. All they had achieved in doing was annoy the Gryffindors, and get to know more about each other. After it ended, Lily asked what classes they had next; both had a free period. She groaned taking out her timetable. Oh the Gods smiled upon her! She had a free period as well.
"Let's go to the lake!" she exclaimed, dragging the two boys by the hand outside.
There was a tree near the shore of the Black Lake that piqued interest in Lilia; she loved to sit under one and read for hours on end. She pulled them to it, let them go, and simply fell onto the ground. She did this often. Most people were worried that she was sick, or something along the lines of mental. She sighed a deep sigh, watching the clouds in the sky pass over.
"Aren't you two going to join me?" She grinned up at them, though they both seemed so much higher up. Being over six feet would do that so someone who was lying on the ground, she supposed. She shrugged, and rolled onto her stomach, looking out over the lake's surface. Lily's elbows rested in the grass, her hands keeping her head up; she wondered what secrets the lake held. She heard both boys sit beside her.
"What's out there?" she questioned them. In Lilia's fourth year, she'd visited Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament, but never heard the stories from Fleur. She never liked her. Fleur was snotty, conceited, and was the favorite student for have been chosen to compete. Take away her title of champion, and she would be nothing but a blonde, stuck up French girl. Okay, so she was a bit Veela. Lilia still considered herself much more beautiful than her; Lily's beauty was real without needing to enchant men. A smirk crept upon her features.
"I can't say for sure, but there is a giant squid. Lower years come out to feed it sometimes," Blaise said, breaking her unpleasant thoughts of Fleur. She nodded, and contemplated on doing so sometime soon. The thought of what else there was to do during free periods came across her.
"So, just what is there to do whilst we are free?" she questioned, honestly getting bored of the lake already. Granted she liked nature, it just didn't keep her occupied long enough. Her mind wondered to options of games they all could participate in. Well, forget that; she couldn't think of any that'd be entertaining enough. Then she remembered that there were kitchen facilities somewhere. She'd always snuck to the kitchen at Beauxbatons, becoming a regular visitor to them late at night.
"Let's go to the kitchen! I haven't been offered to been shown," she demanded, standing to her feet while she smirked down at Draco and Blaise. They both then rose as well, dusting themselves off. Lilia saw the roll of Draco's eyes as he stood. Lily chose to stick her tongue out at him like a little kid would do. Blaise quietly excused himself, saying there was something he needed to take care of. Lilia thought there was someone he liked already, and ended grinning mischievously.
"The kitchens then?"
She turned back to Draco, nodding as she smiled at him. What she failed to notice was the hitch in his breath, and the slight coloring to his cheekbones.
