Lizzie,
You slept through breakfast; I left a muffin with this for you. Remember you have homework to do today.
Hermione.
Lizzie,
I know your pretending to be sleeping; you can't hide up here all day you know. Get downstairs soon your brother is worried.
Hermione
Elizabeth Potter!
I can hear you moving when I leave the room, stop acting so childish. I'm going to send Harry up hear if this behavior doesn't cease. I expect you down in the Common Room in 10 minutes or you will have some rather interesting things to discuss with your brother.
I'm not joking.
Hermione.
I grunt throwing the note Hermione had just threw at my head when she came back into get me. I was pouting, not that I planned on doing that it just kind of happened, it bothered me that Malfoy didn't want to talk to me anymore. It bothered me that he looked so helpless and scared, it bothered me that I couldn't do anything the help him. I had thought of multiple ways to cheer him up, but none of them were really good ideas that would work. I knew more about his feelings then he thought I knew so a grand jester of running up and hugging him probably wouldn't go over well. Even if those well toned arms and body would make for a good hug. Just to cheer him up of course. I have no actual interest in him, not really, oh eff it.
"5 minutes Lizzie" I muffled voice calls from the other side of the door, oh the jail warden is back. She was the one who told me that since I wasn't being responsive today I might as well stay up here tonight. Yes I slept through breakfast, yes I skipped lunch and came up here to pout, yes I've been up here since my last class finished but it's not like I've been hiding out here all day I have left you know.
"I hate you!" I call back kicking my school shoes off my feet and stomping over to the door flinging it open smirking as Hermione stumbles slightly upon my sudden appearance. "Well, I see your mood hasn't improved"
"I see your face hasn't improved" I retort childishly stomping past her and down the stairs hearing her light laughing. I'm glad I amuse some people.
I mean why couldn't Malfoy take me thinking he was plotting like a joke, no sane person believes half the things I say anyways and there he goes getting all offended at what I said. Well how about the fact he stalks me, yeah that creeps me out you don't see me getting angry about that! He's a hypocrite that's what he is a blonde haired, tall, handsome hypocrite!
"Liz"
I look up seeing Harry eyeing me nervously, honestly Harry grow a pair I'm not going to break into tears or anything. Gods I hate boys.
"Harry" I say in the same tone joining him and Hermione on the couch, Ron was over on the other side of the room being eye raped by Lavender, she was claiming to need help in Charms a class Ron was rubbish at.
"Are you okay?"
"Girl stuff, don't worry" I wave him off snatching the book Hermione was holding out to me. Homework yes because that's the first thing on my mind.
'Describe the multiple uses that Gillyweed has in Potions and on it's own' (5)
5 marks for that alone, all I could tell you is it makes you breath underwater!
Nobody likes Herbology anyways, only Neville it's not I was going to need this later on anyways and if I did I only needed to know they breathing under water bit.
"If you need help I'm sure Neville wouldn't mind helping you" Harry chuckles seeing my grimace as I looked over the question sheet. He was almost done, I guess it helped he paid attention today I spent the period drawing Malfoy getting eaten by Buckbeak. That was only after my newest plan of jumping him during dinner proved faulty when I realized that the whole student body was at dinner. Then there was my plan to drag him into a broom closet, but then I remember that Harry was carrying around that stupid map to watch Malfoy and seeing Malfoy and I in a broom closet wouldn't be a good thing at all probably.
"Christmas in a couple weeks" Hermione announces looking up from her work which she was probably triple checking now. I grunt a reply usually I spent Christmas Eve with the other three and then Christmas and the rest of break with Severus but he was still ticked off at me and decided pretending I don't exist was a good punishment. Slythriens are just all going bonkers now a days.
"Are you still coming to the Burrow till Christmas Eve?"
"Maybe longer with the way you know who is acting" I mumble drawing some loops on my parchment. I could always just go talk to him but with Severus it was better to let his anger run it's course first and then let him come around on his own.
"Why don't you just write him a letter?" Harry suggests not looking up from his work. A letter, what a stupid idea Severus would just call me a coward for not talking to him face to face and.. a letter. I could write Malfoy a letter!
"Harry I have never loved you more then I do at this moment!" I smile largely flinging myself across the table and towards my chocked brother. I had walking around like a zombie all day I'm pretty sure even Hermione was surprised and she knew the actual reason for my stubborn pouting. Malfoy couldn't avoid a letter, especially a charmed letter that would read itself in his head over and over again unless he read it himself.
I grab a clean piece of parchment and my quill taking it over to a secluded corner of the Common Room where I wouldn't be bothered.
Dear Malfoy,
It's a shame I have had to result to such methods but if this is the only reason you will listen then so be it. I am sorry, sorry I jumped to conclusions like I did even one's I didn't believe were true myself. I was looking for an excuse because it really doesn't make sense to me. However I am very sorry that I hurt your feelings, your trust and your belief in me as a person. I do pride myself on being a open person and what I said wasn't something I would usually believe without proof. I hope you can accept my apology for I do mean it.
If you still want to get to know me I would be honored to get to know you in return.
Lizzie.
I smile before rolling up the parchment and heading to my room to seal it and get some money to bribe a first year Slythrien, after all how else was I suppose to get it to him during dinner.
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"NO YOU BLOODY IDIOT THAT ISN'T DRACO MALFOY! THE BLONDE ONE YOU FIRST YEAR TWIT!"
Oh shit. I look wide-eyed around the Great Hall. Why why why didn't I just send the letter with normal mail? Borrow a school owl? Seriously, what was I thinking, a Slythrien first year? Now everyone in the hall was looking to see what Malfoy was grabbing from a little redheaded twit named Henry David. Any guy with two first names is bad news. However the letter was better being seen delivered by the whole school then ending up in the hands of Blaise Zabini.
Great everyone is staring at me, well how am I going to explain this one.
"YOU BITCH"
Huh? I look over to the Slythrien table seeing Malfoy covered in boils. Okay that I didn't do, why is Pansy yelling at me? I feel Hermione tug me down giving me a meaningful look as the rest of the hall laughs at the misfortune of the Slythrien Prince who stomps his way out of the hall.
"Did you?"
"No he did, it was rather quick too" Hermione mumbles before switching her tactic, "Lizzie how could you! A cursed letter to a Prefect?!"
Seriously she was going to scold me? All the teachers just witnessed me sending Draco Malfoy a "cursed" letter and she saw need to scold me herself, hell I could see both Severus and McGonagall itching to come get me and drag me out right now. That was when they were done arguing with each other. Which is a weird thought because she taught Severus and now they were teachers together and stuff?
Awkward.
"Good one Lizzie!"
I fake a smile resisting the urge to bang my head off the table. Maybe I'd just follow after him?
"I'm just going to go hide from McGonagall, later!" I say hurriedly dashing from the table making my way towards the doors.
"ELIZABETH POTTER DETENTION"
"Of course" I mutter waving my hand to show I heard and scurrying out of the Hall, now for the second time in a week I was going to be in search of Malfoy. Man that boy is lucky I'm a dedicated stalker.
There was a few places I could eliminate the Hospital wing and the dungeons. Well only maybe the dungeons but I was assuming that he wanted to talk to me so he wouldn't go hide out there. I pass by a few statues looking in behind them, who knows maybe he liked hiding. Though as soon as I passed a suit of armor I felt my body being yanked behind a tapestry.
Well this is very cliché and I really hope Harry doesn't check the map because this would not look good at all.
"What is your problem?" a male voice hisses, well hello to you too.
"I don't have a problem! What do you mean what is my problem?"
"Sending me mail and announcing it in front of the whole school? Are you stupid or something, this isn't some kind of game Elizabeth" he grounds out sternly confusing the hell out of me. What wasn't a game? I agreed to get to know him I wasn't aware this was so complicated.
"You wouldn't listen to me any other way, besides you got me detention you twit! It's not my fault your houses first years are semi-retarded or something, excuse me for trying to make amends did you even read the stupid letter?" I ask all in one breath, there was only a small amount of light coming from Malfoy's wand so I couldn't really see his face but he looked a little happier so I'm guessing he did read the note.
"Of course I read the note" he snaps some of his hair falling into his eyes. Now that bugged me, peoples hair in their eyes when Harry had that shaggy, lack of hair cut in third year I gave him a headband for Christmas so it would stay out of his eyes. It just annoyed me. "Are you listening?"
"Huh?" I ask still eyeing the stray piece of hair, if I could just move it…
"I said, were you serious about what you said?"
"Yes I was, just hold still a minute" I instruct carefully moving my right hand up and gently placing the bit of hair out of his face. There, all fixed, I smile proudly up at the blonde boy who was staring at me like I had three heads.
"What? I'm not allowed to touch you with my dirty hands? Sorry" I roll my eyes sarcastically and crossing my arms over my chest and raising an eyebrow. Oh yes I totally just went there.
"No, you're allowed to touch me, I mean, it just… don't, don't do that again" he demands his mood switching quickly. Okay bipolar boy.
"Are you bipolar?"
"No!" he shouts making me jump back from him, " I am not"
"If you say so, well if you're done kidnapping me I'd like to go before people start to come looking for me"
"Elizabeth"
"Why are you calling me that?" I ask slightly annoyed, not because he was using my first name but because he was using my whole first name.
"Well if you prefer Pott-"
I interrupt him, "Lizzie, call me Lizzie just not around Ron or my brother" I instruct watching his eyes widen in slight surprise. Oh yeah, he would remember that.
"Oh little Lizzie!"
"Bugger off Malfoy, the day I let you call me Lizzie is the day we announce our secret love affair. Just so you know that will never happen so leave me alone!" I shout at him turning on my heel, seriously Cedric had just died and he was going around taunting people? Harry could have died I don't need to listen to Malfoy's rubbish as well!
"Potter, what's crawled up your butt and died?"
"I said leave me alone!" I yell trying to get past him, I was loosing my patience and my nerves were shot.
"Fine I will, but remember what you said. I expect that day will come"
"Whatever Malfoy now move before you get another broken nose" I hiss pushing past the smug looking Slythrien.
"I, just to clear it up we're not announcing a secret love affair" I warn nervously backing away from him slightly.
"Oh no, I mean we were dating so…"
"Were not! Malfoy! Don't go spreading rumors!" I demand stomping my foot in a very girlish fashion that surprised even myself.
"Oh don't worry your pretty little head I won't say anything under one condition"
I growl, of course sell my first born well I already did that for a chocolate bar in Third Year! "Call me Draco"
"Er.. fine, I'll try" I lie, I could get around not calling him his name. Hey Pale Boy! M-Dawg! I could just be creative he'd never know.
"Okay now say, I will meet you in the Room of Requirement tomorrow during my free period Draco"
"I will meet you in the Room of Requirement tomorrow during my free period..Dr..Drake…Draco" I stumble on his name it feeling odd to say, sure I had said it before but not too him directly and it was usually yelled and followed by cuss words.
"Great" he smiles slightly turning and ducking out from our hiding spot.
What did I just agree to?
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"Lizzie?"
"I swear I didn't know th- oh, hello Neville" I greet the startled boy who now looked slightly confused by my automatically defensive answer.
"Uh, did you hear what I said?" he asks glancing around the room nervously his ears were turning red from embarrassment, which I did really understand.
"No sorry Nev, could you repeat it?"
He sighs taking a deep breath, "I asked Hannah Abbott to Hogsmade, so you and I will no longer be able to go together, I'm sorry"
I laugh shaking my head; I knew about him and Hannah of course that had been the main reason for me demanding he go with me anyways. I wanted to hear him tell me no and why but he had just said yes and accepted it. For the last few weeks I had been watching Hannah push a reluctant Neville over to me before meals. I have to admit it was rather amusing to watch.
"That's fine Neville" I shrug trying to hide my grin as he relaxes noticeably and sits down on the chair opposite mine shifting through the Herbology work I had scattered on the table. "Need any help?" he asks looking up from a pile of my notes and questions.
"No, I think I'm good thanks though" I thank him finishing off my last question and adding the parchment to the pile. It had taken me most of the night but I was done. Stretching and leaning back into the couch I see Neville not so sneakily correcting a few of my questions with a frown. I resist the urge to laugh at him and watch him instead as he shakes his head every few lines before jotting something down underneath what I had written and frowning. This subject might be the easiest most interesting thing to him but not me.
"Neville you don't have to do that you know" I tell him after he actually had the nerve to scoff at something I had written. He glared up at me briefly which surprised me and grabbed my homework and stalked off. Yes it actually happened. Neville Longbottom got the gonads to scoff at me, and steal my homework so he could correct it. The world has gone tipsy.
Looking around I see a general lack of my friends and brother which gives me time to myself, that was until Neville was done. Laying down on the couch I stare up at the ceiling. We had about two weeks until we had Christmas Break, which meant we'd be leaving. I still had to talk to Severus though, which should probably be done sooner then later.
"You alright with that work there Neville?" I call watching as he waves a hand at me, well at least he didn't glare this time. Lazily rolling off the couch I shuffle out of the Common Room. I hated when Severus and I were on questionable terms it made him grumpy in class and everyone could tell something was up.
Another thing I hated about this school was the fact it was so large, I mean thank god Severus' new quarters weren't in the dungeon because there was no way I was venturing down there after dinner today. One quarter of the school was out for my blood and the other three quarters were applauding me for something I didn't do. Well that was a rough number; females from all houses have been glaring at me since dinner.
Arriving at the Defense classroom I knock once before throwing the door open. Empty, damn. I quickly make my way across the classroom and up the stairs that lead to the private quarters knocking on that door twice before opening it. If he was going to act like a baby then I wasn't going to walk on glass around him.
"Severus I have a question to ask you" I announce seeing him sitting on a green sofa with a pile of essay's surrounding him. He didn't look up, but he didn't tell me to leave either which I suppose was a good thing.
"Good I'll talk you just listen," I instruct draping myself across the armchair, something I knew he hated because the arms of the chair were for arms and not for my head and legs. "If you're not going to talk to me should I inform Mrs. Weasley that I would be staying for and after Christmas as well, she wouldn't mind"
"If that's what you want"
"It isn't, but is it what you want? Are you still mad at me for what I agreed to do because that was a month ago, it's over and done with I think you need to accept it and move on" I tell him getting annoyed now.
Severus puts his marking down looking up at me, " I am not angry at you only for your choice, I am more angry at the fact you did not bother to ask to think about it so we could discuss it privately. The reason he asked you then and there was to put you on the spot, both you and your brother won't deny that man anything. That is what bothers me the most, you didn't think it through properly and I thought perhaps you would have cared to hear my opinion on the matter as I am your guardian"
"Cared to hear you opinion because you're my guardian! Severus you only use the fact you're my guardian to get me not to do things! Any other time you pretend that I'm nothing to you and you only care for me because you have too!"
"I never wanted to have children but was forced to raise one, compared to the upbringing you could have had I would like to think I did a rather good job"
"I never said you did a bad job! I loved my childhood and you are a great father but as soon as I began school you stopped acting like you cared so I don't want to hear excuses about how your decisions are based on the fact you care for me!" I argue back standing now with my hands on my hips. He cares he doesn't care, he cares, because he has to, he actually cares. He was more confusing then Malfoy.
"I do care for you, you stupid child. If I didn't don't you think I could have found another place for you to live by now? Half the teachers had offered by the time you were five! The reason I have been angry with you is because you didn't care enough to ask what I thought about the situation. Then when I tried to talk to you about it you faked a fainting spell like some immature first year" he says in a fierce tone but was still sitting calmly. I hated that about him, he would lecture me but would be either calm about it or raving mad.
"I didn't fake a fainting spell, I was pulled into a dream because Dad went and decided to become the voice in my head! I tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen!" I yell in a know-it-all tone. I knew he'd feel stupid now that he had missed something like that.
"You…WHAT?!"
Opsie.