Hey, so i guess I'm writing another chapter. Honestly, I think the story is cheesy but sorta sweet. Please, please, please review! I will give you something (not really) if you do! Please! So anyway, as I said, this is my first fanfic, so it may not be what you expected. The chapter here is longer for some reason, I just wanted it to be. Well anyway, enjoy!
When I woke up, I was a mess. It was luckily the holiday, but I didn't feel cheered by the thought of it. "Oi! Wake up Kennedy; it's Christmas!" a giggly voice commanded in my ear. Lavender, I thought. I grunted sleepily and rolled over, pretending to be grumpy-early morning Kennedy. Lavender threw a pillow at me and stumbled around.
"Whassa matter with her?" I asked groggily. Hermione looked up from the book she was reading.
"Too much Butterbeer," she whispered. "And thanks for the book," she added. I nodded my head.
"No prob." I turned to the stack of present waiting by my bed and ripped open the first one, not really paying attention. I continued this way the whole time, trying to smile at appropriate times and occasionally bursting out into laughter. But it was no use pretending; Parvati noticed.
"What's wrong?" she asked, coming to sit by the side of my bed. I shrugged and my stomach rumbled.
"Just hungry," I lied. "I skipped dinner yesterday." That much was true, at least. Parvati didn't look like she believed me, but she reminded everyone about breakfast. Lavender groaned.
"But I'm having so much fun up here, with Ron," she complained. She gestured to the picture of Ron that she had tacked to her wall. I glanced at Hermione. Her mouth had tightened a little bit, and her eyes glowed with a fierce sort of hope.
"Let's go down," I suggested quickly, stopping the fight before it could get started. Hermione slammed her book down on the bed and said stiffly,
"That sounds like a great idea, Kennedy." She marched out of the room and everyone else followed. I smoothed down my hair and clothes and caught up with Katie Goldberg, my best friend, in the hall.
"Did you like my present?" she asked, hanging on to my arm. I nodded excitedly, but I had forgotten which present was hers. "Well thanks for the Chocolate Frogs. I am sooo close to completing my collection," Katie babbled. I nodded and walked into the Great Hall. It was, as usual, decorated splendidly, but I didn't notice. I scooped some eggs onto my plate and sat down to eat them. I tuned out Katie's babbling until one word caught my ear. Draco.
"I'm sorry what?" I gasped. Katie rolled her eyes.
"I was saying that Draco Malfoy has been staring at you the whole time. Oooh, Kennedy Turner, you've got yourself an admirer." Katie teased. I looked over at the Slytherin table. Draco was, indeed staring at me. As I watched, he motioned for me to come over. As if in a trance, I got up and walked over to him. I could hear Katie nervously giggling behind me.
"Hey Kennedy," Draco greeted me casually. Essence Goodwin and her cronies walked by and he winked at them. I stared.
"Yes?" I asked impatiently. (Or at least I was acting impatient. In truth, I thought my heart would jump out of my chest.) He grinned as if he had all the time in the world.
"Library at seven, Turner," he said, turning away.
"Excuse me?"
"Meet me in the library at seven," he said almost frustrated. "God you Gryffindors are deaf," he muttered. I pouted and walked away. "You have given me your answer," he said in his charming voice. I turned back, and then spoke the binding words:
"Okay." Then I walked away, feeling his eyes on me all the way back to where Katie was sitting.
"So, what happened?" she asked.
"Nothing, just a homework question," I lied. Katie raised her eyebrows. She had known me so long that she knew instantly when I was lying.
"Listen, if there's one thing I've learned, it's to never trust a Malfoy," Katie said. "Really Ken, just go back and deny whatever you said," Katie said, her eyes wide with fear. Tears filled my eyes. Was this the reputation the Malfoy family had earned?
"Aw, you're just prejudiced," I muttered.
"No, I know when something is gonna happen, really you should-"
"Stop telling me what to do and what not to!" I shrieked. "The only thing you care about is gossip, and you just think this would make a good story Well, I'm here to tell you that I-DON'T-CARE!" I yelled, letting the rage flow through me. Katie opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off. "Don't even try," I growled. She glared at me, and I stomped away. I was almost to the threshold when Katie shouted,
"Oh yeah? Well two can play at this game, too!" I didn't know what it meant, but it chilled my blood. I made it up the stairs when the tears hit and I collapsed, my body shaking with spasms. I don't know how long I was there, but after a while, cold hands wrapped around me and pulled me close. I leaned into the shoulder of the mysterious person and let the tears flow relentlessly.
"Kennedy, you feeling okay?" came the gentle voice of my comforter. Oh god, oh god, oh god. Stupid Draco, with his charming ways and his bad-boy attitude and his angelic looks. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I hadn't always liked Draco, but I guess my way of seeing the world had changed when I saw the weak shell of a boy, condemned to crying his heart out to some sassy ghost. New tears came to my eyes when I thought about it and I wiped my eyes on my sleeve. "Draco, I-" I tried to choke out, but I couldn't find it in myself to finish.
"What?" he whispered, so sweetly and gently that I broke down.
"Draco, I think I love you," I whispered. Then I hid my face and dashed up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower. Draco followed me.
"Kennedy, I think I love you too," he said simply, grasping my hand. In that second, I knew that I could choose my fate by making a decision. In my eye, I envisioned our fair-haired children running around the house. I also saw me, watching the children from a window, while Draco hugged his wife. Was I getting a little carried away? Yes, I was, but I was born that way, and I strived to always take the hard way. If Draco wanted me, he would have to put up with me in all my glory. I swallowed my tears and glided down the stairs, leaving him and my broken heart up there.