A/N:
Yeah, i finally updated. Lol...i had posted this story in august...its december, that just proves major writers block. But yeah i got something written. Its short but its somthing. I'm on christmas break so maybe/hopefully i'll have something up by the end up of it again. Yeah, and i'll address my name change, i was tired of my old name. lol. Any, thanks for the reivew i got for the prologue, and thanks for being patient while i got something up. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 1: Claire James
Hermione watched the current game of wizards chess continue badly for one Ronald Weasley. Sweat droplets crowded his forehead as he pondered his next move. He had been staring at the game for near ten minuets.
"What's the matter Ronald, afraid you might lose?" A soft Australian accent said from across the table. Ron looked up and forced a smile to form across his face. His hand hovered over one of the few pieces he had left on the board. He moved from piece to piece before he finally picked up his last bishop and moved it towards her queen. He lip glossed lips formed into a smirk as the queen decimated his bishop then took his king.
"You just got lucky, that's all," Ron said, sliding all the pieces back into the box as the people watching the intense game dispersed back into their own groups.
"Then luck must really like me cause that's the seventh time I've beat you," She laughed folding her hands on her lap and tilting her head slightly to the left in a smile. Ron forced another smile and a small laugh then got up to put his game away. Harry got up and followed.
"She could at least act like she's never played the game before," Ron told him as he stuffed his game back into his trunk.
"You're the one who made it seem as though she had never even heard of the thing Ron." Harry sighed, sitting down on his bed to put on some socks and shoes so they could go out into the snow.
"You're starting to sound like Hermione. She's always on my back on how to treat Claire as if she were an endangered animal or something." They both left the room and Harry replied with a shrug. They found the two girls waiting by the entrance to the common room with their coats and other necessities for the cold.
"Are you guys ready?" Hermione asked impatiently, not waiting for a reply before turning to go.
'You'd be too if you knew who I was…'
Draco couldn't get her voice out of his head. He groaned and pounded his hand against his head. Basically that's all he had to go by and it wasn't going to help him at all. Luckily for him, it was the start of Christmas break, which left him plenty of time to figure out who the want belonged to.
He laid back on the bed, placed both hands behind his head and sighed. He couldn't forget her eyes. They were embedded in his mind.
"Hey Draco? Are we going or what?" Blaise called from beyond the other side of the dormitory. Draco sighed and sat up to grab his jacket.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." He answered, prying the door open and walking past the rest of his friends. They left the common room and made their way to the dungeon stairs that would lead them out side.
He dawdled for a while, and then finally told every one he'd catch up later, just so he could take his time and ponder his situation. He stuck his hands in his pocket and watched his feet as he walked.
He ran up the stares and rounded the corner. He slipped his hat on and his gloves before walking out doors. It wasn't long that he was out there when a rogue snowball hit his face. The courtyard, that was once full of laughter and joy, suddenly got quiet as the grave. Draco just stood there as the snow fell of his face slowly.
Slowly he brought a hand to his face and rid it of the remaining snow. He glared at those around him, including his friends and took a deep, heavy sigh of frustration.
"Who threw that?" he growled to his minions. Four hands moved to point at someone Draco had never seen before. He walked over to where she stood grinning slightly.
"Are you going to apologize?" He asked, flicking a little piece of snow off his shoulder
"It was an accident?" She attempted, still grinning slightly.
"I don't believe you, and wipe that grin of your face before I have my girlfriend do it for you," he sneered as Pansy walked up next to him and took his arm. The girl before him grinned even wider.
"What? Are you two afraid to hit a girl?" She taunted, stuffing her hands in her pocket. Draco took this as an invitation and nudged Pansy to hit her or something. She moved forward, but the girl was quicker. She had her want out in a flash and was pointing it at her right between the eyes. Pansy's eyes narrowed to look at the tip of the wand.
The girl was grinning even wider now and her eyes quickly moved to look at some gaining teachers. She sighed and her hand fell to her side.
"Miss James what may I ask is going on here?" Professor Snape sneered glancing at each student.
"She hit Draco with a snowball and won't apologize," Pansy answered shortly after the question was asked. Snape's face didn't look satisfied.
"I didn't think I had to apologize for having fun."
"It hit me in my face," Draco hissed only watching as the girl got angrier.
"I've got another thing that'll hit you in the face…" She pulled her hand back and punched him hard in the nose. Draco fell back into the snow where she resumed to punch him in the face.
Finally after getting tired of being punched, Draco punched back and hit Claire in the jaw. She sat up quickly and rubbed her jaw as if she didn't expect it to happen. Draco Grinned slightly and pulled back to punch her again.
"Why you little…" Snape had seen enough, he grabbed Claire's collar and hoisted her off of Draco.
"Do you realize how much trouble you two are in?" He sneered releasing Claire's collar and wiping his hands on his cloak as if she had some kind of disease. Draco's mouth fell open.
"You two? I didn't do anything; she's the one who bloody hit me!" He retaliated, trying to wriggle out of punishment.
"That is very true Mr. Malfoy," Draco smiled in triumph. "However, you did hit her back," Draco frowned, trying to come up with some excuse as to why he had hit Claire back.
"It was a reflex I didn't.."
"Both of you in my office now," Claire was still rubbing her jaw as she and Draco made their way to the dungeons in silence. Draco couldn't believe it. 'This is totally unfair,' he thought, glancing at Claire shortly before rounding the corner in the long narrowing hallways of the dungeons to Snape's office. He trailed behind them, the heels of his shoes slapping the floor as he walked.
Claire scoffed as Draco hurriedly opened the door before her and sat down in one of the empty desks. She sat in one opposite of them and waited for the lecture she was sure they were going to get. Instead, Snape walked into the back room and slammed the door.
A/N:
Yeah, that was it. It's sucks, in my opinion. But please review, anyway. lol...
A. R.
