Chapter 13- Tie on the Doorknob
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"Okay! Okay!" I said gasping for breath as I grabbed onto Draco's hands trying to stop him from tickling the hell out of me.
"What do you mean by 'okay, okay'?" His eyes lit up most likely going to say a cocky comment to me. "Who said I was going to stop on your command?" He let out a laugh which was actually cute considering it was from Draco Malfoy who practically only smirks, sneers, and snickers. Most likely the reason why he's in Slytherin I thought.
"You are trying to kill me then? I'm telling Daddy!" I shouted meaning it in a joking way. I let go of his hands. Oh bad mistake! I said in my head noticing what was going to happen and tried pushing him off of his bed which made Draco's laughter stop and his lips turned into a smirk as he pinned my wrists above my head.
"What did that annoying boy say to you?" He asked not changing his expression much. I wiggled my body from underneath him as he leaned over me to keep control of me. Should I tell him? I thought it over in my head before silently answering the question. "Possible... no; Yes. You should.
"He said," I shifted a little uncomfortably trying to think of a way to say it. I noticed Draco in the corner of my eye leaning his ear closer to my lips. I started to whisper to into his ear, "that he knew about Daddy me and you." I whispered quietly and licked over my lips as Draco leaned his head back and looked at me eye to eye.
"Rachel everyone thinks that you're Voldemort's daughter. Maybe those same people believe that I am the new Lord or soon to be. It's all quite obvious." He said letting out a snicker. I hit his shoulder against my shoulder which led Draco to smile down at me mockingly.
"I'm not done. He knew I could speak different languages. I don't speak in another language unless I am talking to a Death Eater or my father." I was still whispering. I didn't know what to do for once. Draco smile faded after he heard that bit. "And he said all my secrets will be told if I didn't tell him he was right." I said quietly again but rolled my eyes. I felt his grip on my wrists loosen.
"I doubt the boy knows what he's talking about Rachel. He could be lying or actually is lying to get something out of you. He didn't give off much of a vibe that says he knows what's going on. He can't get you into trouble for saying that you speak another language. Nor no one would exactly believe another soul to say 'Rachel is a Death Eater.' because everyone practically thinks that too. I mean... it says it in your last name." Draco alleged not exactly knowing if Pierre was a fake.
"You actually sounded smart for once, Draco." I thought aloud.
"Oh really? Thanks..." He said while smiling proudly. In a matter of moments his smile faded in realization, "Hey wait, for once? I'm always smart!"
"Really? I've never noticed." I joked and slipped my hands out of his grasp. He slid his hand down and propped himself up with that by my side. "Okay, so I'll write Daddy a-" My words cut off by the door opening and in comes a 5 foot 11, auburn colored hair boy with brown eyes and tanned skin- Spencer. Then a boy with raven colored hair cut short as well as his height- Jade. They both strode in. Spencer took off his robe and tossed it on his perfectly made bed as Jade let out a small yawn and stretched out his usually pale skinned arms or at least his dark hair made his skin look fair skinned and flicked off the lights. I looked up at the golden-haired boy lying up above me and silently saw through the darkness his eyes shone brightly which kind of scared me how you can see eyes in the darkness. Jade slightly opened the door and loosened his tie before taking it all the way off and slipping it on to the door knob. He let the door shut itself and walked through the darkness. I pretending to not to know and forget what was happening in the same room with me. I was contemplating things over in my head. Wait, maybe I can quickly run out of the room before they do anything. No, no. That wouldn't work at all. Spence would be wondering what the hell I was doing in the room and then everyone would get the wrong idea.
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I awoke the next morning, well more like 2 AM, to Draco's hot breath in my ear. I must have still have been in Draco's dorm and in his bed. I glanced over into the darkness of the figure that was breathing on me. I thanked Merlin that Draco didn't have his arms around me or anything touching me except for half of his head. I let out a suppressed yawn and glanced around the room making sure I didn't see any shadows that seemed to be active. I swung my feet over and got out from under the blanket that mysteriously got over me and tip-toed towards the door. I held out a hand to grasp the doorknob then slowly opened the door and eased it open. I pulled up my robe's hood before I stuck my head out into the hallway, to check if there were any witnesses out in the small corridor
I smirked for everything was turning out well. The hallway was clear. I took a step out into the barely lit hallway and made my way towards the common room when I heard someone else moving. I took a glance over my shoulder to see the shadow of the person not to far from me. I picked up my pace then swiftly stepped down the stairs skipping a few steps as I may. I hopped into the commons and hurried towards the girl's dormitory.
"Miss Riddle." I heard a deep voice, a guy no duh, say after the clattering of shoes stopped.
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"Ra---"
"When will you learn to leave me alone?" I asked with utter annoyance as I pushed back my chair with the backs of my legs. I stood up straight.
"I'm guessing you're not ready to admit defeat on your part." Pierre said. He was leaned up against a large wooden table that had various planting devices on it. I didn't know what they were called nor did I care. I rolled my eyes at him and gazed at the door out of the Herbology classroom. I had gotten into detention with Pierre. It was mostly his fault
[x] Flashback [x]
I dropped the seeds to wand-trees into the pot that Professor Sprout handed out to us.
"Now your have to spread the growing dirt around the seed," Pierre said squinting at the board and looking at my work- not our work, my work.
"Thanks Captain Obvious," I said completely annoyed and poured some dirt into the pot and the dirt grew over the seed and up to the line circling around the pot. "Now pour three quarters of the potion into the pot." He read loudly again. I looked up at the board and saw one fourth written clearly. I slowly measured that and poured it into the pot. "No! Your doing it wrong!!" He shouted. He then attempted to take the potion out of my hands but ended up pouring the rest of the potion into the pot. Barely a second after that had happened the little seedling had become an overgrown tree that was growing around the entire greenhouse. The roots had outgrown the small flowerpot and was smacking over Draco and Spencer's plant, Longbottom and Zabini's plant, Potter and Granger's plant, and a few partnered students that I didn't know the names. Professor Sprout raced over to De Love and my tree giving us both disapproving looks, as we were ready to pounce on each other.
"It would have been just fine if you didn't try grabbing the potion, De Love!" I snapped and gave him a glare. "It was not my fault, Professor! She was over-dosing the plant and I tried to stop her! She's the filthy liar!" He contradicted me and glared at me quickly before turning to Professor giving her a sweet smile of innocence. I gritted my teeth and snatched a fist full of De Love's hair and yanked it back. "Stop being a sweet tooth! We all know you fucked it up!" I seethed. For the past couple of weeks I have been looking for ways to beat on De Love loathing him more and more and finding him less attractive. De Love had shrieked when I had pulled his hair and he turned around swiftly then pushed me back and yelled, "Keep your grimy mitts off of me!" That's when I yanked down on his hair once more and his upper body went down as well. Professor THEN decided to butt in.
"Children! Children! Stop this nonsense!" She called taking her short, stubby, fat little hands and pulling me away from De Love. "Detention for the both of you," She clicked her tongue 'tsk'ing us. "The directions were clearly written on the board, Mr. De Love, Miss Riddle." She hissed, she let out a depressed sigh, "Repairo". By the wave of her wand the giant wandtree disappeared and the potted plants had been placed up on the long table, the potion bottles repaired. "Everyone, please we are going to have to skip this lesson. I bet you all had already finished the potting of plants but they were destroyed by Riddle and De Love's little project. This next class is Monday! Remember to study the proper measurements. We are going to need it for next week's project. Oh! And write the uses for a wandtree. It shouldn't be too difficult." She called to us as we piled out of the room.
[x] End of Flashback [x]
I crossed my arms as he spoke to me again, "Riddle we don't have to be enemies. Just give me a meeting with your father and everything will be fine!" He spoke in French.
"My father is dead! Don't you know that! He died in a car accident when I was five!" I gritted my teeth playing off the anger. Pierre De love tilted his head at me not sure to believe what I was saying or not. "Riddle, I know that is a lie." He said apprehensively. "Why can't you just tell him that I need to speak to him? I'm sure he knows my name." He tilted his head back up with a smirk on his lips.
"I wonder where Professor is," I said ignoring him talking to me, "Shouldn't she have just gotten done with a class?" A small boy hopped into the room with a smile on his face. Then Professor Sprout entered the room with the opposite face.
"-Never do that again! You almost hurt someone!" She said. I guess she was right in the middle of her rant when we got into earshot. "Ah, Mr. De Love, Miss Riddle how kind of you two to come to detention. I need you two to plant all fifty-seven of the plants you broke during class today." She was certainly in a sour mood. Sir Longbottom strolled into the classroom.
"Uh Professor, do you mind if I help today?" Longbottom said quietly as soon as Prof. Sprout heard his voice she pulled on a smile, "Oh, Neville! You sure you want to help out today?" I had over-heard from Pansy that she had heard from Potter and his dweebs that Longbottom had helped Potter with the Tri-wizard Tournament. "I always thought he was a mess up, not very good at any classes, but I guess some people are good at some things." I thought as I went off in my own little world for a few seconds squinting my eyes at Longbottom and Sprout's little moment. "You, go and grab the dirt from the back room. It should be labeled 'Grow me, dirt.' And bring it back for these two sixth years." She talked to the boy who smiled enviously up at De Love while De Love narrowed his eyes down at the boy. "Neville, you can help me plan tomorrow's lesson with the second years. They just got done studying" The boy ran over to a door on the right side of the greenhouse and opened it. I took a quick peak in. It was pretty much a storage room filled with many things. The walls were bright making the tools stand out more. He dragged the bag of dirt over to us and then looked up at me. His hair was brown and messy. He had brown eyes as well. He let a smile sweep over his lips at me and let out a cute little squeak, "Hello! I'm Trav-"
"We don't need to know your name, idiot." De Love seethed at the younger boy. I hit De Love in the side and knelt down a bit. "Trav..?" I asked the boy smiling sweetly to him. He was so adorable! "Travis." He spoke quietly now since De Love yelled at him. "Aw, don't be frightened. De Love is a complete dolt." I said as De Love glared at Travis and me. I patted the boy lightly on the head keeping a sweet smile on my face. Little kids always have a sweet spot on me since they are so adorable! "Pierre isn't a dolt! He smarter than I am!" He practically shouted at me. I was taken aback by the boy's sudden outburst. I glanced at De Love, "He sure looks like one to me." I glanced back at the boy. "Fine I shall give him a chance." I smiled at him and picked him up and set him on the long table filled with pots that we are supposed to fill.
"Can you help us Travis? I'll teach you what to do, okay?" Travis looked over at Pierre after looking at me. "How am I supposed to help you? I'm only in my first year and you and Pierre are in sixth!" He said with enthusiasm. "I'm sure you'll do as great as we will. Anyways Pierre sucks at giving directions." I sneered and pulled Travis up onto the working table and got the seeds off of Prof. Sprout's desk and planted three of them into three separate pots and handed the bag over to Travis. "Now put one in that pot." I pointed the pot next to him and he dropped the seed into the pot. I scooped a cup of dirt and put a single cup into each pot.