Open Your Eyes

Chapter Two: Crabs, Boils, and a Zamboni

A/N: So I've decided, or rather my muse has decided for me, that this is going to be a full story. I've got it all mapped out and if everything goes according to plan Open Your Eyes should be 52 chapters long…And I would have posted this chapter sooner, but after my muse chasing me around to write this story, it blamed me for it's intense rehab after I finished this stories outline, which really is the most descriptive outline ever cause it's over 11,000 words long…This chapter is hot of the press of my mind, so please excuse any typos, I wanted to get this out as soon as possible.

Also, I know the first chapter said that Draco was 17, disregard that, he's 16.

Disclaimer: [which I forgot last time…] I don't own Harry Potter in any way shape or form. I do own Katina, and that's it. Blah blah blah.

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"Dray! Are you sure you know where you're going?" We were at the train station, and my brother was supposed to be leading us to platform 9 ¾, but I could have sworn that I've seen that same woman five times already, and this whole place looks the same to me.

"Yes, Kat, I know where we're going. I've been here more than a few times. Just be patient we're almost there." I rolled my eyes at the back of his head. I was getting tired of pushing this stupid cart around. It was heavy and difficult to steer, and people kept getting in our way. I woke up early to finish packing and get ready; Draco on the other hand woke up about an hour ago. Stupid boys and their stupid ability to get ready so freaking fast. He didn't even look like he just woke up; his hair was perfect, and all the rest! It took me thirty minutes to straighten my hair; it was so long that it couldn't be rushed. All he had to do was blow dry it…jerk.

"Are we there yet?"

"For the millionth time no!" He was starting to sound irritated…Oh well. That's what he gets for having it so easy. I stuck out my tongue at him, he couldn't see it, but it still made me feel better. I was so bored, and my arms were getting tired, and I wanted to be there already! And yes, I realize that I'm being a drama queen, but that's okay, cause a girl can irritate her brother as much as she wants…and sure, he can try and irritate me back, we'll just see where that gets him. I let a sly smile cross my face and I opened my mouth with my brother's name on my lips when his voice cut me off.

"Yes Kat, we're here. Just walk through the wall and I'll follow." I looked at him like he was retarded. Did he really think that he was going to get me to walk into a wall? "Kat I'm not trying to trick you, it's the way onto platform 9 3/4, see," he pointed at the signs on either side of the wall, "It's literally platform 9 ¾." I just kept looking at him. I did my best not to blink, and he got the point. I wasn't going to fall for it. He just shook his head at me, "Sometimes you should just trust me." And with that he took off at a brisk walk for the wall. My mouth opened a bit in shock when I saw him go through it…maybe I should trust him more…

We were in the end of the train; my brother was seated with his leech across the table from me. One of his followers had tried to sit next to me, but that didn't really work out well for him. He was currently sitting on the seat a few feet beside mine with a bruised ego and sore foot. He was lucky I didn't have any sharp objects; I hate it when guys give you that 'look'. The look that makes it plain that he's picturing you naked and he wants you in his bed, and that he thinks he can actually get you there. My brother had laughed when his 'friend' Blains Zamboni, or whatever his name was, had howled in pain for what appeared no reason. Dray had known, though I suppose the smirk on my face was a dead give away.

His other 'friends' Crabs and Boils were sitting across the table from Blains with vacant or, perhaps, constipated expressions on their faces. They looked more like henchmen than anything else; they didn't even talk, at least Blains and Pansy spoke. Yes, I paid attention to Pansy's name, the others I couldn't care less about, but I was amused by her name. It was sickening watching her play with his hair, and 'ooh' over everything he said. She was even sickened by her brother, not only for allowing her to touch him, but also for becoming a pompous, gloating, ass the moment they found us on the train. All he had done for the past half hour has been to gloat; he's even talking about our father like he's the end-all-be-all. My eyes had nearly bugged out of my head when he brought our father up like he was someone to look up to and respect. And Pansy just kept 'cooing' and 'oohing' and nodding her head to everything he said. I wasn't going to make the whole trip to Hogwarts without telling her off. Though, Draco just kept talking, leaving little room for any other conversation.

Unfortunately, my dear brother took a pause from his gloating long enough for me to interject, "So, Pansy, are your parents seer's? Are they gifted with foresight or something?" She cocked her head to the side, her fingers pausing from playing with a bit of my brother's hair.

"No, why?" I could see the smirk on my brother's face, but Pansy couldn't and I gave a sly smile in response.

"It's just that they picked the perfect name for you, though, I guess 'Irritating Wench' is more fitting. However that isn't as cute and definitely not socially acceptable." I heard Zamboni laugh, and decided he might not be so bad, as long as he knew his place. Crabs and Boils made weird snorting noises that I assumed to be their version of laughter, which made me wonder exactly how many brain cells they had. Draco just kept smirking, but I could see a glint of amusement in his eyes. I frowned when I noticed that, he would have laughed had they not been there. I didn't know why he acted this way, but I was sure going to find out. Pansy looked angry at my words but she didn't stop messing with his hair, and I could tell she wasn't going to do anything about what I had said…Well, at least not in present company. I looked forward to whatever she thought was revenge, cause I know I'll always be a step ahead, or at least will fire back with more than she could imagine. She and I had a bit of a stare down and then I got bored.

"Dray, when are we going to get there? I'm bored." He looked irritated, but I can't imagine why, he knew I was bored out of my mind, all my things were packed away in my trunk, the only thing I had with me was my wand and a small bag with my uniform in it.

"Katina, we'll get there in about an hour, why don't you go and change if you're so bored." Oh. That's why he was irritated. Apparently I'm not allowed to use his nickname around his 'friends'. He had enunciated and drug out each syllable of my name, cause he knows I dislike it. Everyone calls me Kat, unless I don't like them, or they're a teacher or adult. Pansy, for example, is not allowed to call me Kat, though it would be fun to tell her off if she tried…

"Sure thing, bro-ther, that sounds like more fun than sitting here and listening to you run your mouth." I grabbed my bag, my wand was in my sleeve, which is usually were it was while I was in mixed company. I had started doing it when I was twelve, my brother at first thought I was crazy, and that it was uncomfortable. I got him to try it a few years later, showed him how easy it was to retrieve without anyone noticing, all I had to do was lower my arm so that gravity made it slide into my palm. Unfortunately I could only do it while wearing a heavy jacket or cloak because otherwise you could see the wand on the outside of my shirt…It was a work in progress, but it was still more useful than carrying it in her pocket, and more comfortable…

She left her brothers compartment and headed down the train, looking for a changing room or at the very least an empty compartment. But she didn't find either. She was getting slightly flustered and she decided to ask for directions. She turned to the nearest compartment and knocked before sliding open the door.

"I'm sorry to barge in like this, but I'm new, and I can't seem to find the changing room. Would you mind telling me where it is?" She looked from person to person, there was a lanky red-headed boy, a girl with pretty brown hair, and – Harry Potter? I could feel heat rising in my cheeks, Draco never said that he was hot, though, I would have given him crap for admitting that another boy looked hot…

"Actually, I was about to go change, I'll go with you. You guys can change in here." The girl smiled at me before grabbing her bag and exiting the compartment. I thanked her, and snuck one last glance at the dark haired boy before closing the door. The girl introduced herself as Hermione and I bit back my response of 'I know' and introduced myself.

"I'm Katina, but you can call me Kat." I knew exactly who she was, and who the red-head was, Draco had ranted on and on about the 'Pot-head Trio'. It was rather pathetic how he talked about them, cause if he hated them so much then he wouldn't know so much about them. Though, I guess he had to know about them, since he was supposed to follow in our 'dear father's footsteps. I followed Hermione down the train a little more until we came upon the bathrooms.

"There aren't actually changing rooms, most people use the bathrooms or their compartments." Hermione lead the way in and chose a stall. There were a few other girls in here, but most of them looked to be younger. I entered the stall next to Hermione and started changing into my robes. They had the Slytherin emblem on it, I haven't been sorted yet, but we knew I'd end up there anyways so we had them done instead of me charming them to appear later at Hogwarts. It was just easier.

"Hermione? Do people usually wait a while more before changing?" I asked her through the stall wall, I figured that the older kids waited, since the bathroom was full of younger girls.

"The older kids do, but mostly because they know that they have plenty of time to change before we arrive. But I like to change early, just to make sure I'm ready when I need to be." I finished getting dressed before she did and spent a few moments smoothing out my hair in the mirror.

Hermione exited and I smiled at her, "These uniforms are actually kind of cute, totally stereotypical 'school girl', but still, they aren't bad. The colors are actually quite functional."

She smiled, "That's just because green is your color-" She paused, looking at me through the mirror, I cocked my head at her.

"What is it Hermione?" She seemed to snap out of it and she narrowed her eyes at me. I turned around to face her, my hand wound around in a lock of my hair. She appeared to be thinking about what she was about to say, and I waited patiently. I knew what she had realized, that I was a Slytherin, I don't really understand the house rivalry thing, but I suppose it's like rival sports teams, though I don't really understand that either. And, if Hermione really is as smart as her brother had told her ('the mudblood know-it-all, she has to be sickeningly smart otherwise she knows she'd be worth absolutely nothing, at least she can be an encyclopedia.') than she would have noticed the striking resemblance I have with Draco, he is after all my fraternal twin.

Hermione opened her mouth again, and this time it looked like she was ready to allow words to escape. "I thought you said that you were new? How can you be sorted yet?" Wise word choice Hermione.

I smiled at her, "My family has been in the same house for generations, we had my robes made in light of that fact."

Hermione took a step back, "Your family?"

I frowned, "Yes?" I wasn't going to offer up the information; I wanted her to say it.

She tried to take another step back but she was already up against the stall doors, the young girls around us glanced out way but decided that they should just stay out of it. A smart decision. "You are a Malfoy?"

"Yes, and I understand that my brother has been a pompous prick, but do I really seem like him?" I took a step closer to her, my hand gripping my hair rather tightly, it didn't hurt, I did it often, I liked to tug on my hair. She seemed to take in my appearance, I would have felt like a bug under a microscope but I was too comfortable with myself to feel self-conscious. I didn't need her to like me, but I would rather be on pleasant terms rather than her thinking I'm just as much a pompous arse as my brother.

"Hermione, I'm not trying to be your friend or anything, but I don't want you day dreaming about punching my nose in. I like my nose the way that it is, and from what I hear you have a wicked right hook." I flashed her a smile, and hoped that she would just accept that, I want to pick fights with Pansy, not Hermione.

She nodded her head, and I could tell she was repressing a smile too; the corners of her mouth were slightly lifted. "Fine, let's go, the boys are probably wondering what's taking me so long."

I sung my back onto my shoulder and followed her out of the bathroom laughing, "I doubt Dray has even thought about me, he's so preoccupied with his slut." We continued on our way and came face to face with Pansy and, apparently Pansy's 'followers'. I wondered where they came from, I didn't remember seeing them in the compartment, but I wasn't really paying much attention. Hermione and I moved to one side so 'Pansy N' Friends' could pass. I smirked at my new nickname, perhaps even an acronym, 'PNF'. I giggled, I'm keeping it, 'pee-and-eff' it was kinda perfect. I didn't even notice what was happening until I was on my butt. That slut shoulder checked me on the way by! I stood up and turned to her, "Pugsy, it is so on, you have no idea what you just got yourself into." I turned my back on her response and started walking back to my compartment, I heard "You don't know what you got yourself into!" I snorted, great comeback Pansy.

We were about to reach Hermione's compartment when she spoke up, "I don't have anything against you," she paused, I imagined it was so she wouldn't say 'yet' out loud, "but you look scary right now. I'll see you at school." She opened her compartment door to find Harry about to exit.

"Yeah Hermione, see you." I smiled at Harry, whose eyes seemed to be going between the Slytherin insignia on my cloak and Hermione's face. I might get Hermione not to hate me, but I doubt I'd get him. I turned from the doorway and continued my way down this ridiculously long train. I wouldn't say I was eavesdropping, but my ears picked up Harry saying that he was going to find someone, and the compartment door closing. I looked over my shoulder, (a glance wouldn't hurt, and he was really cute) but I didn't see anyone there. I stopped walking and my eyes narrowed, where could he have gone? I shrugged; he must have gone back into the compartment or something. Oh well. I continued my way back, I wasn't very excited about it, another half an hour listening to my brother talk. Ugh.

I slid open the compartment door and was met with a look from Blains that clearly said "What in the world took you so long?" I grinned a bit, okay, Blains wasn't so bad from a distance. I took my seat, leaving the door wide open, knowing that it would make my brother get up and close it. And he did just like I thought he would, though he shot his mouth off at the same time.

"Pansy said she was going to get you, where is she?" I scowled in response to his smirk.

"She's still in the bathroom; she was stanking it up so bad that it had to be evacuated." I crinkled my nose and waved my hand back and forth in front of my nose for an added effect. Draco scowled in return, and I smiled. Blains was cracking up, it sounded like even the brainless ones managed a chuckle. I opened my trunk and put my bag away, I didn't want to carry it later.

I noticed my brother staring at a luggage rack behind me so I turned around just in time to catch a little movement, someone was back there. I turned around and mouthed off, "Jeeze Dray, space much?" I snapped my fingers in front of his face, my eyes were deadly serious though, I wanted him to know that I knew with out giving it away. We would deal with our intruder later. He smirked in response; he knew what I was trying to do.

"Shove it Katina." He turned to Blains, "Zabini, did you go to the quidditch match be- -" Okay, this is where I tune out. But at least I know Blains last name is Zabini, not Zamboni now, I kinda feel like his first name was something different too, but there's no way I'm going to ask.

The rest of the train ride was ultimately uneventful; when Pansy came back we had a glaring contest. It was over once I got bored, she smirked like she had won and I figured I'd let her believe that, she'd need to believe she won something when this was all over. Other than that Draco just talked and talked, he even hinted about his mission which I thought was stupid and was about to kick him when I realized he wasn't talking about it on accident, he was using it as something to gloat about. I was sickened; everyone looked at him curiously, like it wasn't a bad thing. Pansy looked at him with eyes full of adoration. Were they crazy? I shot him a look of disapproval when he mentioned not coming back next year, I was on our mother's side of this argument, he needed to finish his education. But I wasn't going to speak up about it, this was his show, his masquerade, he knew what he was doing, I hope.

When the train finally came to a screeching halt I was more than ready to get off. Everyone grabbed their trunks and headed for the door. Crabs and Boils got out first, knocking people around in the hallway. Zabini was looking at me to see if I would go before him, yeah right. I told him my brother and I needed to have a word. I glared at Pansy until she left after him. I shut the door behind her and turned to my brother.

"What are you on the rag or something? I haven't seen you this pissy in a while."

I smirked at Dray, "Nah, that was last week." I watched as a disgusted look formed on his face.

"That was too much information."

I just smiled and leaned against the door, "You asked. And why are you so, not you? It's like you flipped a switch the moment they entered the compartment, are you going to be like this the whole year or are you just pissy because I'm here and you couldn't shag Pansy during the train ride?"

"If I had wanted to I would have, you aren't going to stop me." It was my turn to gag, and I did, dramatically for his amusement. "I don't know what you're talking about Kat; I'm not acting any different."

"Rubbish Dray! I'm not daft; you have been acting completely pompous and self-absorbed, what is your problem?"

He took a step toward me, we were inches apart. "There's nothing wrong Kat, I'm different at school, that's all. Now why don't you wait outside, I have to check something." His eyes darted to the side, seeming to point at the luggage rack without making it obvious. I nodded and left the compartment my trunk levitating behind me. He stayed in there for a few minutes and I was starting to get curious as to what he was doing when he exited.

"How'd it go?" I asked, flicking my wand at his trunk as well and stacking it atop mine.

He smirked, "Brilliant."

The castle was absolutely bloody brilliant. It was grand! It was awe-inspiring! And for once Draco didn't tease me, I'm sure he was just as amazed by Hogwarts the first time he came here. Bauxbatons wasn't nearly as impressive, it was pretty, but no where near this massive. I let him lead me into what he told me was the Great Hall; it looked pretty great to me. We sat down across from Zabini and Draco sat next to Pansy. I rolled my eyes at him as he let Pansy start 'cooing' over him again. The first years came in with an old woman and stood around in the front of the room, people were beginning to quiet down.

Then the doors opened again and Harry Potter came in, I heard Pansy squeal "Is that blood?" I looked closer, and realized that he had blood on his face and the front of his robes, I frowned, what happened to him? I turned to my brother and saw that he was smirking. Oh. That's what happened to him. I was slightly irritated with Draco, not that I was going to tell him that, I didn't think that he was going to hurt the eavesdropper, just a jinx or two. Well, maybe a punch, but I didn't think that he'd break his nose!

The old lady began talking, and the hall quieted down. Apparently there was a magical sorting hat, huh, I guess I hadn't thought much about how they were going to sort us, but I never imagined that it would be by a magical hat. An ugly magical hat at that. But I watched as one by one the first years walked up to the stool and had the hat placed upon their heads. Whenever one was sorted into Slytherin the table erupted with applause, but whenever one of the other houses was called the rest of the hall erupted into applause. I thought that that was rather interesting. Apparently Slytherin's were stingy with their claps; I smiled at that thought and rolled my eyes. When all the younger kids were sorted the headmaster rose from his seat and came to the podium. I tried to pay attention, honestly I did, he said welcome back! And, I'm sure some other things, but hey, I was distracted. My stomach was grumbling, audible enough for Draco to shoot me a look. Plus I had managed to find Harry through the throng of students. He of course was seated next to Ron and Hermione, and another red headed girl that looked to be of the same ginger as Ron. Probably his sister. I watched as they watched the headmaster talk about…something. Hermione was completely absorbed in his words; her arms were down at her sides. I couldn't get over her hair, Draco had said it was mousy and frizzy; it appeared warm and softly waving. But enough of that, she was pretty yes. Ron appeared lanky, even his hair was messy. Draco was right to the degree that I could see he was wearing hand me down robes. He was wrong in character however, I could see how he glanced back at Harry every few minutes with concern all over his face, he was a good friend. Harry appeared to be spacing out, I couldn't blame him, he had just had his face smashed in and he was now being forced to listen to this drabble before he was allowed to eat. He looked like he was thinking hard about something, his head was being supported by his hand and his mouth was drawn into a stern line. I wonder what he's thinking about…

When the food appeared in front of me I know my face lit up like a Christmas tree, I was starving! I piled my plate with whatever was close and dug in. My brother made pig comments and I thought about flipping him the bird, mostly because my mouth was full. But I decided to be a bigger person and ignore it. I even noticed Zabini staring at the amount of food I was eating.

"What?" I asked him

"It's nothing." He replied, going back to his own food.

"If it was nothing than you would not have been staring, what is it?"

"I've never seen a girl eat so much, that's all." Draco laughed beside me, and I was surprised that his face could look so cold while he did it; he truly was different at school.

"Why is everyone always surprised at how much I eat? It's called a high metabolism; people act like it's unheard of!"

"It's just surprising to find a girl that eats all that and still has a figure." Draco interceded. I rolled my eyes and went back to eating.

"So where are you sleeping tonight Kat? I don't think you'll have a bed assigned since you haven't been sorted." Blaise asked me; yes I learned his real name at dinner. We had just entered the common room and I was beat, I couldn't keep the yawns from surfacing.

"With Dray I suppose, I'm going to go to the headmaster's office in the morning to get sorted. Dray, are you done, cause I'm beat." He was currently snogging Pansy and I was having a hard time not throwing up.

He pulled his face away long enough to say "Go on ahead, I'll be there soon." I couldn't help the disgusted look that came across my face.

"I'll show you to the room." I turned and nodded to Blaise, following him up the stairs. When we reached the room I was pleasantly surprised to see my brother's trunk still stacked atop mine, at least they weren't separated. I would hate not having clothes in the morning. I used the bathroom to change in to my shorts and tank top that were my PJs. I saw the look Blaise was giving me as I came out and I smirked as I crawled under my brother's covers.

"It is never going to happen." I heard him chuckle in response.

"Fine with me, I'll just enjoy the view if you don't mind."

"Eyes only." Blaise really wasn't that bad, he just needed to know what was off limits. I smiled as I curled myself into the sheets. I was asleep before Draco joined me.

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