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Chapter 5
"Draco maybe you should stop staring at Potter. We all know you like him." Blaise said with an added wink."
"I do not like him." I mumbled.
"What was that Malfoy ?" Nott asked.
"I think it was a 'Why yes friends I do like Potter." Blaise said cheekly. I threw my book at him.
"5 points from Slytherin. We do not throw books at eachother." Professor Snape a.k.a Uncle Severus said. The point system is a thing that helps our groups. They can easily get taken but not easily gained. Blaise pouted at me and rubbed the spot where the book hit him. "I'll get you back." he whispered. His purple eyes flashing dangerously.
The bell ranf and it was time for my favorite class. Gym. I mean who doesn't gym. Funny shizz happends all the time in gym. We entered the locker rooms and changed into our gym uniform. Which consist of a t-shirt and some shorts in our house colors. We all sat down as the teacher took role and began to talk. "Today we are going to play my favorite game. Ultimate Doageball."
A smirk came across my fas as did many other Slytherins. These puppies are going down. We all took our postitions and faced the Hufflepuffs ,Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. He blew the whistle and all hell broke loose. Balls were flying everywhere. This way and that. You have to have epic dip game to doage these. A Ravenclaw threw a ball at my head but I did a matrix and then chucked my ball at them while grabbing more. Pretty soon all the Hufflepuffs and most Ravenclaws were gone. Some Gryffindors were out. But my little raven was still in. His dip game must be on point.
Or the balls couldn't just reach his short figure. I'm going to go with the latter because all he mostly was doing was standing there. Looking slightly out of place and alone. Heres' my chance to go talk to him. I walked over towards him while doaging balls here and there.
"Potter!" I called. He looked. "Fancy seeing you doing anythin active."
His green eyes narrowed slightly as he threw a ball at me. I ducked in time and smirked as hee scowled. A very low and soft grown admitted from him. Maybe my cockyness was getting to him but thoes little sounds were sending chills down my spin. The whistle blew and the game was called for an end. For the next thirty minuets we could have free gym. I dropped the ball in my hand and stepped closer towards him. No stupid snake to hiss at me now.
"So you're a Gryffindor huh. I honestly thought you would be in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. You got the brains but you seem like a softy." with that said he punched me in the stomach. Okay that actually hurted. I looked to see him slightly smirking. My jaw would of dropped if I wasn't myself. The smuggness of the smirk gave him this sexy cute look. I could just eat him.
"You know you look adorable like that." I told him. A slight trace of red came across his cheeks. Aww ! I squeeled in my head. *cough*. Lets keep that between us shall we. I decided to mess with him. Try to get a reaction out of his normal mysterious self. So I put my palm to his forhead. "Are you okay you're a little red."
**** Harry's POV
My eyes went wide. His hand is on my head. His bloody hand is on my blood head. I flinched back as he leaned in closer. Has this guy never head of personal space. I looked at him and could see a bit of...hurt in his eyes when I flinched. Serves him right. What is he thinking touching me so...ergh ! I guess he didn't take the hint when I punched him in his stomach. Blokes these days. Slapping his hand away and took a few steps back to glare at him.
"Harry come here ! Get away from the Slytherin Prince !" Ron called to me.
"Shut it stupid Gryffindork!." Blondy yelled. Ron walked over and pulled me away while sneering at him. "Come on mate. No need to be with the wrong crowd." he mumbled to me. "Fighting with your cousin again?" Neville asked. I raised an confused eyebrow. Cousins ? Oh this is rich. Cousin rivialry.
"Distant cousins." Ron spat.
"Being second cousins isn't distant." Semeus said. They laughed.
"Pup?" Sirius called. I tapped the wall twice, sitting down onthe couch. " I have to tell you something. We've just been invited to one of my "buisness workers" parties. We are not really friend friends but I cannot be outdone by him. So I am asking, can you please come so I can show you off for a bit ? You know not many can resist you." he asked well pleaded. I shrugged. Not really caring. Though I dislike it when he says no one can resist me.
"Great ! It starts at 9 tonight ! Semi-formal dress. So wear something nice." he said happily and I guess went to get ready. He's a little eager to be going to a party that is one of your rivals. I don't see why he is happy about this at all.
Quickly getting dressed, I walked passed the mirror then went back in front of it. Looking at myself and frowned. I was wearinf a white slick dress shirt with an emerald gree vest. The vest had vine like designs stiched on the fron in white in a pretty cool pattern. I also had a pair of white trousers with some green chucks that matched my vest perfectly. I guess I looks semi-formal. Shrugging I walked down the stairs to see Sirius waiting for me. He was decked in a black dress shirt with a silky purple tie and black trousers. He gave me a small and we drove to this so called "party".
As we pulled up into the house my eyes widen. This place was huge. About seven floor plus a basement. A huge garden with lots of land. Deffinantly making the royal castle look small. The gates opened up for us and we were greated by butler and maids. Someone took the car while the rest led us in. My jaw gaped slightly. "Amazing isn't it Har." whispered Sirius. I nodded.
Never in my life have I seen such an elegant house. The grand stair well greeting you as you enter was decorated with white roses and black cornations. A ballroom on the left and a eating room connected to that. Double door thats I'm guessing is the kitchen. Servents walking and caring elegant fingerfoods and glassed drinks. "Sirius Black ! Welcome!" someone greeted my godfather. We turned around to see a man with long blonde hair and sliver eyes. He wore a smirk on his handsome face. Oldly fimilar I'd say. He was wearing a cream dress shirt with a golden vest and matching tie. His trousers were also cream with golden shoes. Overall he looked stunning.
"Hello Malfoy. What a wonderful manor you have." Sirius said.
"Please call me Lucius and thank you." his eyes then flickered to me. " and whom is this ?" he asked.
"This," Sirius said putting an arm around me. "is my godson Harry Potter."
"Lovely meeting you ." he said giving me a small smile and hand to shake. I took it and smiled back somewhat. He raised an eyebrow at me when I didn't speak back. "Pardon us but Harry here doesn't speak much.." Sirius voice trailed off. Lucius gave a confused smile but excused it by starting off a different topic. Leaving me alone. I took another glance around the place. People were dressing casually but still elegant. Talking anf laughing, enjoying themselves while butlers cake around with drinks and such.
I sighed. Parties aren't my cut of tea either. So I decided to roam around a bit. Not like anybody will notice. I walked up the stairwell as casually and unnoticably as possible. Finally making it up them I walked down what seemed like an endless hall. Really how many rooms do they have in this place ? A thousand. Looking around I noticed I was lost. Blimey my observations suck on an ulitumate level. Plus I'm alone again...did I just hear someone say loner again ? A frown came to my face. That hurted somewhat.
Taking another turn, I ended up at a dead end which was a staircase. Climbing up I was in another room. It was nice but the only thing in it was a grand white piano sitting in the middle of the room. Facing a balconly with was open showing the night sky. The shining moon was the only light. I walked over to it and pressed a key. The sound floated through the silence. Seeing as no one was in here and the piano doesn't have a 'Do Not Touch' sign on it, I sat down and began to play it. My fingers floated over the first four keys testing it. Then quickly I played a melondy. I love the piano. I love every instrument actually but the piano has to be my favorite. Was it because I could poor my heart out into each tone ? Or was it because it was the only thing that spoke my words ?
"You play beautifully." an offly familar voice said. I jumped and closed my eyes. That word beautiful. "He" said it t much. "He" said he would take all my beauty away from me. "Him." that evil absured so right bastard. I hate "Him". He took everything and anything. I hate "Him" so much. I hate...I hate...
"Are you alright ?" cool hands gently placed on my clentched fist. Teardrops fell down on the black and white keys. Sliding downward into the cracks. Soon I found myself getting pulled into a warm embrace. The person whispering sweet nothings in my ear, calming me down. I let out a small soundless hiccup. I don't know why I let "Him" get to me. Reopening old wounds. Breaking me down. Making me weak again. But this person that is holding me now, so tenderly and careingly is giving off the impression that they can help me. That they can protect me and heal these deep buring scars.
This person is telling me it's alright and you know what I feel like I can believe them. That just by saying these words will make it really happen. Or is it afterall just sweet nothings that they are whispering. Never the less I want to see who this person is. Looking up I get a sight that I outmost never espected. My eyes clashing with a beautiful color. The one that is olding me is the Slytherin Prince himself. Draco Malfoy.
I should probably tell you people that my story is like up to chapter 18 or so. I'm just typing it all and posting it as quick as I can. I probably can't do a lot this week because we have state test. :( *sighs* Welp. Comment. Subscribe. But most of all enjoy.