Cilwenu Snape
Chapter Two:
Being a fourth year in Hogwarts didn't mean much, but it didn't mean little. It just meant, you were a little more than halfway through with school, and you were that much more experienced than the younger wizards.
Cilwenu Snape walked down the hall, her potions books in between her arms and chest. Behind that chest, her heart was pounding fast, nervous.
Perhaps because she was going to meet her friends.
Friends of which she knew Malfoy wouldn't approve of. Not to mention what her father would have to say about it.
Did it really matter though?
As she stole through the hallways, Cilwenu drew closer and closer to the bridge, where they had all scheduled to meet right before lunch. She felt her feet pick up a rushed pace, and soon, her face met the cool wind of the outside. The wind blew through her dark tresses, and took them away from her equally dark eyes.
She could see the figures of her friends all huddled together, a smile creeping upon her lips.
They were the one thing, other than seeing Draco, that made her school days actually worth it all.
"Cilwenu?" Hermione Granger said, poking her head out from the huddle. She was delighted when her question was answered, only to push poor Ron Weasely out of the way to get to her.
Cilwenu smiled a bigger smile than she had been previously. She opened her arms to Hermione, hugging the girl tightly. It's been at least three months since they'd seen one another, and Cilwenu hadn't been able to ride with them to Hogwarts, like she had last year.
Of course, last year, she hadn't gotten together with Draco until the very last months of school. Since then, Cilwenu found it harder and harder to sneak away to hang out with them.
All summer she was at Malfoy Manor, getting to know Draco's parents. As if she really needed to know them. She supposed it was better than constantly disagreeing with her father.
"How are you!"
Cilwenu and Hermione drew apart. Cilwenu's eyes glanced back as she spotted Harry, Ron and Luna heading their way. Harry smiled politely, waving as Ron blushed with his head turned. Luna, as always, was talking, mostly about things the group was not completely sure they understood.
"I found some time to see you guys. I apologize for not greeting you on the train."
Harry shook his head, holding up his hand, he needn't the explanation. He amoung the rest knew how her situation was. "We understand."
"Thank you, Harry." Cilwenu said.
Ron shoved his hands into his pockets uncomfortably.
"Ron doesn't seem to want to be around you right now." Luna said. Her innocent blonde locks cascaded down her shoulders, as a compliment to her face. She really meant no harm, but Luna was known for her honesty, and random facts the others never seemed to want anyone else to know.
Cilwenu blinked, watching as Hermione smacked her best friend across the arm. He winced, but didn't say a word. The look on his face confirmed what Luna had said. Suddenly, Cilwenu felt the sting of being unwanted sweep over her. She hated that she hadn't always gotten along with Ron. It was Draco's doing after all.
The one time Ron had ever shown the slightest bit of interest in Cilwenu, Draco scared him off. He and Cilwenu had not quite made their relationship official, and it had been completely absurd the way they'd squabbled over her. Ron looked so hurt, he looked so jealous, and it hurt their friendship in several unfortunate ways.
"Well… I have to go anyways… Draco will be irritated if I don't meet him at the Great Hall." Cilwenu said lowly. She looked down at the stone floor, and then back up to meet gazes with Harry and Hermione.
Hermione apologized with her eyes, and Harry reached out to give her a quick hug.
Cilwenu turned on her heels, rushing off towards the Great Hall in the middle of the small crowd of first years escorted by Professor McGonagall.
Draco sat with his hip pressed against Cilwenu's. Pansy sat on the other side of him, her scowl plastered permanently upon her lips. She didn't much care that her Draco was spending his time with the likes of another girl. Especially not with the likes of Cilwenu Snape.
Cilwenu felt mutual towards her. Ever since her second year at Hogwarts, she and Pansy swore their undying rivalry. Pansy had, back then, a nasty habit of playing tricks on Cilwenu. So many pranks, in fact, that Cilwenu almost broke her arm while flying her broom. It was only to her fortune that her father, Severus, butted in and completely stopped Pansy's antics with a months load of detentions.
Granted, Cilwenu's first two years were not her best, but she knew without Pansy Parkinson bugging her at any given moment, they would have been more bearable.
When Cilwenu started to hang out with Draco, it was considered payback, in a way.
However, it never stopped Pansy from hanging all over him in the middle of class.
"Dear Draco~" pansy crooned, leaning with her elbows on the table. She was inches away from his face, and her eyes sparkled with a deviousness lingering around her entire being.
Draco swallowed the saliva that built up in his throat, and turned his eyes to her. He smirked unpleasantly.
Pansy reached to brush her fingers along Draco's cheek. Draco didn't move away from her, either, and it made Cilwenu seethe with anger. She watched, her eyes slit and her teeth clamped down so the vein in her forehead started to pulse. It absolutely burned her to see Pansy act in such an annoyingly attractive way. Surely, Draco was only trying to pass his time the one month they'd dated, back in second year.
"Tell me you're going to drop this half-blood sometime soon." She continued.
It wasn't true however, Cilwenu was a pure-blood. If there was anything she knew about her mother, it was that she was a pure-blooded witch, and that she'd passed on that trait to Cilwenu at birth. People assumed Cilwenu to be half-blooded. Simply because her father was.
Draco chuckled once beneath his breath, and looked back at the table where his hands were laced together. Cilwenu nudged him with her elbow, of which made him cast his eyes from the table and onto her. He looked down into her dark eyes, although without speaking a single word to her.
"Good morning Hogwarts Students." Professor Dumbledore greeted, having stood up from the Headmaster's Table. He smiled kindly, as Professor McGonagall ushered her first years to the front of the Hall. It was time for the Sorting.
Cilwenu remembered how it felt to sit in that creaky wooden chair, and the voice of the Sorting Hat as it spoke to her which house she was destined to be in. Cilwenu ultimately knew, from her family history, which house she would be placed in. It didn't bother her at all to be in Slytherin. Not like it had Harry.
"We welcome our newest first years to our school with open arms. It is time for the Sorting."
Professor McGonagall was called to the front then, and started on her instructions. The students whispered amongst one another, chattering about where they wanted to be, and who they thought would be placed where. It made Cilwenu smile.
Draco looked over at Cilwenu in the midst of the Sorting, nudging her for her attention. She didn't register the feel of his nudging, not up until he called out her name and stared at her with one brow drawn upwards. He shook his head in disbelief. It was how she always acted when she was absorbed in whatever went on.
Cilwenu looked up into his grey eyes, "What?" Her voice sounded angry.
Draco was befuddled, "What is the matter with you?" He asked her. His frown made her heart flutter.
Cilwenu rolled her shoulders, and then pursed her lips for a second. She looked over at Pansy, who was, thankfully, at least a foot away from Draco now. Crabbe and Goyle had joined them a little late in the ceremony, but they'd started on keeping the girl occupied. At least, for that given time.
"Why do you let Pansy do that to you?" Cilwenu asked, "I mean, bloody hell Draco, she's all over you sometimes."
He laughed, "Is that really all you're upset over?"
"Is that all? Are you kidding me?" She was obviously too loud. Loud enough to where she caught eye of Severus staring at her.
She reduced her voice into an almost whisper, "She asked when you were going to leave me and all you did was laugh."
"That was hardly a laugh." Draco muttered back.
"It was enough, Draco."
New students, most of which were paired into Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, shyly made their way to their seats. They watched as the Sorting commenced, and the newest pair to Slytherin immediately started to criticize any other student sorted into other houses. It was typical Slytherin attitude, unfortunately. As if they needed any more smug, snotty kids.
Draco groaned at Cilwenu, sliding a mere inch away from her side. He shook his head out of annoyance, and then went on to talk to Pansy. She was delighted in his effort to show her attention, but Cilwenu figured out that he was just doing it to get on her nerves even more.
With every word the two talked, Cilwenu became angrier. She became so angry, that she'd even contemplated leaving the Great Hall.
It's not worth the aggravation… or the detention. Cilwenu told herself. She breathed in and out heavily.
Between the two boys that sat on the other side of the table, Cilwenu could see Harry, Hermione and Ron. Hermione was clapping her hands happily, while Ron and Harry conversed over something in one of their text books. It was odd to already be studying at the first day of the year. Perhaps, though, it wasn't her business. Cilwenu just wished she could go over and sit with them.
At least Pansy wasn't over there.
When McGonagall finished off her Sorting and put away the hat, Dumbledore aroused the lot of Hogwarts students into a round of applause. Cilwenu joined in, trying to let her anger cool down.
Not too long after, did the tables fill with generous portions of various foods. First years were amazed, while the other students were already used to it.
Draco filled up his plate to the brim, before jabbing his fork into one of the potatoes. Cilwenu watched the way he ate, so full of manners, despite just how much he'd planned to eat. Draco wasn't like Crabbe or Goyle, who intended on wolfing down their food before they had a chance to taste it.
Cilwenu didn't bother to mess with her silverware. She didn't bother with the food, and she certainly didn't bother to sort out Draco's forks and knives, like she would usually. She lost her appetite the moment she laid eyes on Pansy.
"Why aren't you talking?"
"Why should I talk?" Cilwenu bit. She didn't look at Draco, although she could feel him looking at her.
He snorted, "Quit being so ridiculous. It's unattractive."
"I would think you thought the same of Pansy. Your actions a moment ago tell me otherwise. Why waste your time. Drop me like she says, and be done with it. Certainly she is more your type, right?" Cilwenu said, though meaning for every word to remain in her head,
Inside she panicked, but on the outside, she wore the same cold stare as her father did.
Draco looked at her with the most unbelief. "Is that really how you feel?"
She said nothing. Tears stung the crooks of her eyes, and threatened to spill over if she dare to open her mouth and speak again. She wouldn't… not without an apology.
Draco sat down his silverware. He whispered something to Pansy, who turned and looked directly at Cilwenu. The girl was obviously rejecting what he'd said, but Cilwenu didn't want the apology from her. She wanted Draco to tell her that he didn't want to leave her, and that he wasn't wasting his time with her.
That's what she wanted, but it wasn't like he would tell her that in front of his friends. Draco was too stubborn to tell anyone how he felt about anything.
"Sorry, Snape." Pansy bit, before turning back to her plate.
Draco turned back to Cilwenu then. Unexpectedly, he ran his hand across her back, and then leaned in so close that it made Cilwenu blush.
"Stop being so absurd."
Cilwenu nodded at him, feeling a little defeated and embarrassed.
The Slytherin Common Room was nothing at all like the Gryffindor Commom Room.
Cilwenu had been in the Gryffindors only twice in her four years, but, she distinctly remembered there being more than just four or five other students.
It seemed livelier in the Gryffindor Common. The Slytherin students didn't really dill dally in conversation. The two times of stealing in to the other were risks Cilwenu probably shouldn't have taken. If her father found it, it would be far worse than a couple of detentions. She would never be allowed out of her dormitory after classes ever again, if he had his way.
That whole day, after breakfast, Cilwenu couldn't bring herself to strike up a conversation with her boyfriend. In the classes she shared with him, Cilwenu would just sit there next to him, listening to the lessons and taking her notes silently. Draco didn't seem to mind it, but she was certain he would rather her talk to him. It wasn't like he was alone in class. Crabbe, Goyle, and sometimes even Blaise were there for him to converse with.
When they asked him what was wrong with her, Draco would wave his hand in her direction and tell them that she wasn't feeling her best. It wasn't really a lie. She didn't feel well, but she certainly wasn't sick.
The apology Pansy spat in the Great Hall wasn't secured either. During lunch, Cilwenu endured another round of Pansy's pointless flirting. She slipped her arms around Draco's right one, and leaned against him like a pillow. She would obnoxiously bump against him in the hallways and cause him to stumble against Cilwenu. Cilwenu tried her hardest to ignore it.
She wanted to make up some excuse to Draco about needing to be alone for a little while. She didn't want to be alone per say. Cilwenu just wanted to talk to her friends. She wanted to be able to feel like she was free.
"I think Professor Trelawny needs to seriously see a shrink or something." Pansy laughed, her voice booming throughout the common room.
Draco chuckled only slightly, having laced his fingers along with Cilwenu's. She sat there next to him, quietly.
He looked at her, after only a few minutes, and nudged her side. "I agree, don't you?"
"Sure."
"Don't be such a bugger, Snape. It will get you nowhere." Pansy said next, leaning over from her side of the couch to look at Cilwenu.
Cilwenu narrowed her eyes only a little. She wanted to say something smart in return, but decided against it when Draco's hand tightened around hers.
"Honestly, I do not understand her at all, Draco. What made you leave me for her?" Pansy rolled her eyes angrily. The twisted smile on her lips was anything but assuring, and with her statement, Cilwenu turned her head and looked at Draco.
He was already staring down at her, shaking his head.
Was that true?
"You were annoying. Lay off Cilwenu, will you?" Draco said.
Cilwenu blushed a light pink colour, unable to hide the upcoming grin that spread across her lips. She leaned against Draco then, and for a second, she could see him smile a completely honest, undeniable smile. It was beautiful.
A smile like that came very rarely, other than the times where she would see her boyfriend taunting a student from a different house. No, this smile was much different. It had a meaning to it, such a sincere meaning. This was so unlike Draco, that if Cilwenu tried to explain it to Harry, Ron or Hermione, they just simply wouldn't believe her. It was unfortunate just how poorly Draco treated other people. He had so much kindness buried beneath his hard exterior.
Cilwenu supposed the influence of Lucius Malfoy was the main point to the way Draco acted. His mother was nothing of the sort, but she definitely had her moments. Draco was going to grow up just like his father.
Cilwenu only hoped that it wasn't how it was going to be.
Pansy removed herself from the couch at Draco's demand. She gave Cilwenu a glare, and stomped off into the hallway, where Crabbe and Goyle followed her closely.
They were alone, Draco and Cilwenu.
Draco shifted comfortably into the couch, where he became eye level to Cilwenu. She stared into his eyes much like she did most of the time. His smile faded into a more serious expression, but the sincerity was still there. She could tell.
"What you said in the Great Hall this morning…"
"Draco, I apologize for that. I just got jealous."
"Why are you jealous of Pansy?" Draco inquired.
Cilwenu shrugged her shoulders, "I guess, really, it's not so much jealousy as it is resentment."
"I think you can take her. She's really not that tough."
"I can't afford to mess with her." Cilwenu said, looking down to Draco's lips.
He smirked upon noticing, and licked his bottom lip tauntingly. Cilwenu stared at his mouth for a reasonable amount of time, memorizing the shape, the curve. She leaned forwards to him, coming mere centimeters of such lips. Her heart pounded, and something inside her body sent chills down her spine. He made no move to close the gap, rather, he took in the smell of her skin. He reached over and brushed his knuckles across her side teasingly.
Cilwenu shuddered, and eventually leaned even closer when the feeling became unbearable.
Their lips met, and all feeling she had previously had in her entire body rushed, swirling into a whole new sensation. She grew warm, and she felt hungry for him. Her lips turned in tune to Draco's, matching, speeding up, and then slowing down.
His hums became a sweet song in her ears, one she had grown accustomed to during the whole summer they (practically) spent together.
The next few weeks were spent mainly with Draco. He wouldn't let her out of his sight, all thanks to a rumor started by none other than Pansy herself.
It was a true rumor at that, but it wasn't as if he was going to fully believe the caramel-colored girl. He just believed her enough to watch over Cilwenu.
Her father had grown strangely watchful as well, and it was weird for Cilwenu to see them acting the same exact way. Severus didn't particularly care for his daughter to date Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy's only son, but she knew he would chose her dating Draco over hanging out with some nonsense Gryffindor kids and 'that one Ravenclaw wench'.
Oh yes, anything was better to him than that.
While walking down the hall to lunch, on some days, Cilwenu would feel the eyes of Crabbe and Goyle. They were sent out to watch Cilwenu when Draco was unable to be around. He would meet her, as scheduled, at the Great Hall entrance. It was an obsessive way of making sure she didn't steal away to meet those rumored friends.
Although, sometimes, and just sometimes, Cilwenu was able to sneak away from his cronies. She would catch up with Hermione and Harry in the middle of the hallway from Professor Flitwick's classroom, and talk to them all for a matter of at least three or so minutes. She never extended her escape time, and she never risked doing so while she felt those pairs of eyes following her.
Crabbe and Goyle were far too oblivious at times for Cilwenu, who was smarter than they estimated. She wasn't like Draco's past girlfriends.
Despite Draco's suspicion, Cilwenu still couldn't help the way she felt about him.
"What do you mean, watchdogs?" Hermione asked in a hushed tone, as to not let Harry hear her.
He heard anyways, and poked his head into the conversation to protest. Hermione grabbed a hold of Cilwenu's shoulders, and shook her quite harshly. She was filled with anger, worry, and Cilwenu telling her something such as that was just too much for Hermione Granger to process.
Cilwenu sighed, and pried herself away, "Pansy went around telling Draco that I was hanging out with you guys when he wasn't around. I know he has a resentment towards Harry, and you too, Hermione. He doesn't want me to hang out with anyone other than his friends. My father isn't that bad, but I know he wouldn't want me hanging out with you guys either."
Harry cleared his throat. His index finger pushed his circular glasses up the bridge of his nose, preventing them from sliding down as he hung his head. He chuckled, but only at the ridiculousness of Cilwenu's news.
"You're telling us, that you are going to sit there and let Draco control every one you associate with?" Harry asked.
Cilwenu swallowed, "He's not doing a very good job, now is he, Harry?"
She had a point.
But, Hermione didn't care, "This is absurd! I'm half-tempted to go up to that pompous jerk, Malfoy and punch him right in his nose again!"
"No, Hermione, don't. I don't know what he will do if he finds out that Pansy really wasn't lying. That's rare for her, after all." Cilwenu pleaded.
Hermione folded her arms over her chest. Her lips poked out in a pout, and she drew her brows together. The bell for lunch rang loudly through the halls, making Cilwenu turn her head and glance over the hallway for Crabbe and Goyle.
"I had better go, before his cronies decide to come this way." she told the two.
Ron had appeared at the end of the other side of the hallway with Neville Longbottom and Cho Chang. They laughed, up until Ron looked up and spotted the little Snape girl. He frowned, and dropped his gaze to the floor. Cilwenu couldn't bother to talk to him this time, and she hugged both Harry and Hermione.
Shortly after students started to pour out into the hall, she stole into the crowd and made her way to the Great Hall for lunch.
Note: This chapter was rather long for me, I hope it wasn't dragged out too much (dragged, drug, whatever haha xD). I had to kind of make Draco a little possessive of Cilwenu. Not to mention Severus' rules about her having certain friends as well (he is actually a little more lenient than Draco). I know some people do not like Original Characters in fan fiction, but it is something I do. I am trying to make Cilwenu a likeable character, but if you do not care for this sort of thing, that is completely understandable.
I don't particularly like Flames, but I do like advice. So please, drop a review and tell me what you think of my story so far. (Look for several small DraMione one-shots as well, I adore the DracoxHermione pairing)