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December 19, 1991
The forbidden fruit. I have always been fascinated by this concept. People want what they cannot get. It is just so true. I think its the addictive adrenaline that pumped in our blood at the thought of not getting caught that made it so...ugh! Yes I did write that. There is just not a word that could describe it.
It have been over a month and a half since Draco Malfoy and I became friends. You can almost go as far to say that we may just be star-cross lovers. Not really though. We're both too young to be romantically involved. Now in the future... I don't think I would mind to be a Mrs. Draco Malfoy. Oh my G! Look at me, I'm acting like a day dreaming girl! Oh wait! I am a girl. Hahahaha. I think Christmas time is getting to me. I don't even know where all this energy and giddiness are coming from. Did I absorbed too much hyper-ness? Maybe...
I'm staying at Hogwarts for the holiday. I really do not have anywhere else to go...That's a saddening thought. How tragic am I? Neville will not be here. Hermione will be with her parents; going skiing or something. Even Draco will not be here! I feel so abandoned. Now that i'd thought about it, I do not belief that there was any girl that signed up to spend the holiday here. Oh No! Whatever shall I do?
No! I just wrote that. It's so damsel-in-distress cliché. Someone must save me from this! If only I can sneak into Slytherin's dormitory.
Wait... I can feel something is coming in my mind. Just a bit more... Yes, I got it! Well, now that I got it I would have to cut this short my dear journal. I have an elf to talk to. Hehehehehehe
Harry snapped the journal shut and quickly put it away. He scanned his workspace before he nodded in approval. He got up from his chair and set it in order with the desk. He turned around and leaded against the back of the vacant chair and looked at the empty space in front of him. His unconsciously took note of his empty room, vacant of all his roommates.
"Bambi!"
A pop sound later, Bambi the house elf appeared. His eyes light up at the sight of his master.
"What can Bambi do for Master Potter?"
"Hi there, Bambi. How are you today?"
"Master is so kind. Bambi is fine, Master. How you is?"
"It's how are you, Bambi. And I am fine. Thank you for asking" Harry gave the elf a soft smile and patted his head. He leaned down to eye level.
"Thank you, Master. And you are welcome. What can Bambi do for you?"
"Bambi, can you get me down to Draco's room?"
"Bambi can..."
"You can ask, Bambi"
"Master is kind. Bambi want to know why?"
"Why I want to be there?"
"Yes, but why so late too. You are not wanting to make baby, yes?"
"Wah? What? Wizards can make baby together?"
"You not know, Master? Some wizard can. Bambi can tell by aura"
"Really?" Harry asked in disbelieve. Bambi nodded.
"Oh my gosh!" Harry murmured. He made his way toward his bed, sat down and gestured for Bambi to do the same. Bambi looked reluctant but conceded after a look from Harry.
"Bambi, tell me; is there anything else that I should know about? Like anything special happen during the uh, mating?...process?"
"Bambi is not knowing. He is too green an elf. Still an elf-ling really."
"Oh, that's okay then."
"But Bambi knowing that many children of Hogwarts do matings and with many new people, too."
"That's...kinda disturbing to know. Wait! Tell me you don't clean after them"
"But Bambi does. It is his job."
"Alright, then tell me you use elf magic and not touch it"
"Of course! Bambi would never touch such...um...Bambi is not knowing how to word that"
"Hahahaha that's okay Bambi. I understand."
"Why you wanting to go to Mr. Draco room so late?"
"Well, don't you have a one track mind" Harry teased. The two shared a smile.
"I just want to spend time with him before he leave. Plus, it would be so funny to scare him with and abrupt appearance. Ah, I can see it now. If I get it right, he might just jumped and scream like a girl!"
The two of them shared a look and busted out in laughter.
"So, you'll help me?"
"Yes, Bambi is happy to help!" he clapped.
Harry study the elf happy expression with a slight tilt of his head.
"Say, Bambi."
"Yes, Master?"
"Say: yes, most definitely!"
Bambi gave him a puzzled look.
"Yes, most definitely"
"You know what that phrase mean, right?"
Bambi nodded.
"I want you to use it as the situation allowed it. It would make you sound intelligent."
Bambi frowned.
"I know that you are much smarter then you let on Bambi. You would not have become my elf if not for your opportunistic, cunning action when we first met"
Bambi was now starring into Harry's eyes. His body stilled and small hands clenched the comforter under his palms. Harry only smile serenely at him. Bambi lowered his head.
"If that is want Master wants. I shall concede to his will"
Harry rested his hand on Bambi head and gave it a few soft pats.
"I want my elf to be true to himself. Does Bambi not agree?"
Bambi nodded. His shoulders shaken. There were sounds of suppressed sobbing.
"Master is so kind"
Harry wrapped his arms around his elf and gently shake the small form.
"I'm just being true, Bambi. And thank you for your kind words."
At Harry's soft words and tone Bambi cried. He swung his thin arms around his master's boy and cry. His face hided on his master's chest.
"Bambi is sorry for making Master clothes dirty with his tears" Bambi leaned back to move away but the sounds of his sob caused Harry's arms to tighten around the elf, preventing escape.
"It's fine, Bambi. I'm sure a small touch of elf magic will make it good as new"
Harry's cheerful tone caused Bambi to chuckle.
"Say Bambi, have elves always looked like you do now?"
Bambi stilled. After a long moment he voiced. "Why do you ask, Master?" his voice as guarded.
"No particular reason. Its just that in the non-magical world there are legends. Legends of elves and their great attributes and enchanting tales."
Bambi remained silent.
"When I was younger, before I was introduce to the Wizard World, my dream was to somehow travel the dimensions and live with the elves. I have woven countless fantasies in my mind. Imagine my surprise when I met you. I have magic sensitivity you see. The magic I felt from you does not reflect your physical form at all."
Bambi pulled back. His eyes locked with hers and searching.
"Does Master still wish to live with elves?" his voice almost hopeful.
"I'm not quite sure. I am forming bonds with my friends. Bonds of friendship. But they are still new. Bambi, will you tell me? Is this your true form?"
"Bambi is not allow to tell you. He is sorry, Master" he breathed out. His head turned away in shame.
"Then will you show me? Will you allow me to enter the sanctuary of your mind?"
"What? Bambi cannot allow it. It is too intimate. Only a mate. He is sorry, Master." Bambi shook his head furiously.
"I'm sorry too, Bambi. I did not know. Please forgive me"
"All is forgiven, Master. Bambi knows Master did not mean to offend"
"Thank you Bambi." the two shared a smile.
A silent.
"So, can you take me to Draco's room?"
Bambi's eyes narrowed.
"Why does Master want to go there so badly?"
"I just want to Bambi, please?" Harry made his first attempt in doing the puppy dog eyes.
Bambi opened his mouth to say something but faltered at the adorable sight. He snapped his head away but made the mistake. He glanced back.
"Master is being unfair. Stop looking at Bambi with those eyes!"
Harry suppressed a smirk. He cunningly leaked power into his eyes and made it even more lethal.
"Okay! Bambi will help but only if Master agree to call Bambi after 2 hours"
"Three?"
"No!"
"Fine, thank so much Bambi. Lets go, lets go, lets go!" Harry all but hopping. He rolled at the ball of his feet in excitement suppression failure.
Bambi shook his head and sigh. "Why is Master so excited?"
"I have never been to the Slytherin dormitory before. Plus, Draco is there!"
Bambi eyes narrowed at the wordings around Draco's name and the way his master said it.
Draco sharp eyes studied his filled canvas. He scan the nearly finished portrait with deep concentration. He took in every strokes and every transitions of colors. The painting was of a girl with long shining black hair. She had emerald green eyes that shined in mischief and mysteries. She had a beautiful face and had all the making of a preteen beauty. The girl was surrounded by fireflies. The setting around her as that of the school lake. The crescent moon above her shined down on her. The painting was beautiful.
"Wow, that's pretty. Is that how I look like through your eyes, Draco?"
"Ahh!" Draco jumped. His head quickly snapped around to see his intruder. His widen eyes met amused emerald green.
"Potter, what are you doing here? How did you get in? And stop laughing."
Harry tried to stop his laughter without success. Moister formed at the corners of his eyes. One of his hand rested on Draco's shoulder for support.
"Can't stop. So funny. Hahaahaah"
Draco rolled his eyes. He castes a quick Tempus spell. It was eight PM. He made is way to the small window, the only one in the whole dungeon, and pulled back the curtain. Soft moon light filtered in and shined on them. Harry was soon replaced my Trianna. Her laughter have not ceased, unfortunately.
"Will you be stopping anytime soon, princess?" Draco asked rhetorically. Truthfully, I loved her bell-like laughs but at the moment he would like to take to her more. Specifically to ask her how she'd gotten here.
Trianna shook her. Hands covered her lips but laughter still rung through. Draco stared. He stepped closed. His hands shot out, lightning fast and parted her clapped hands. He pulled her close and covered his lips over hers. Trianna made a short 'hmph' before all sound ceased within the room.
The two watched each others through half lidded eyes. They stood their unmoving. A silent challenge passed between them. Each daring the other to make the first move. A glint of mischief flashed through Draco's eyes and he had to keep himself from smiling. He brought forth his magic. Call to it from his desire to kiss her.
Trianna moaned. She was hit with the thick wave of Draco's magic and desire. Her lips moved and she new she'd lost.
'Cheater!' She mentally screamed. Physically, she could not help herself but return his kiss. The two were notice in the art but neither showed any uncertainty. Neither were willing to show the other their weakness.
The wet feeling of something glided along her lower lip caused Trianna to pull back. She reflexively curled back her arms to cover her lips with her hand but found them still restrain by Draco at wrists points. Her head turned away. Her stomach felt weird, airy and yet not. Her cheeks felt hot and the beating of her heart, erratic.
Draco was not much better but he willed himself to weir a neutral expression. His lips still tingle and he fought the urge to pull the beautiful girl before him into another kiss. He let his eyes scanned her form and could not help but feel prideful.
'Not bad for a first kiss' he mentally patted himself on the back.
Draco watched with interest as Trianna sneak a peek from the corner of her eye to turned her head back to face him and then gracefully stepped closer. She stopped only when their chest was an inch away.
"Please release me, Draco"
His brows raised not comprehending her logic. 'Why would she kill there distant and request for him to release her?'
Before he could do or say anything, Trianna forcefully yanked her arms free. Comprehension came to Draco and he could not help but felt impressed. His grip loosen and his attention distracted. It created the window of opportunity.
Trianna studied Draco's face. She had not step back and extend distance between them. She watched as he eyes slightly glazed over in thoughts. She wanted so much to kiss him again. The pretty boy before have invaded her mind for quite sometime. She recognized the phenomenon as a teen crush and there was a high percentage of this attraction to dispersed in time. It did not mean make the attraction not true in any case. And because of that attraction, she was fighting herself between desire and action to kiss him.
"Draco," she called. In an attempt to summon his attention back to her.
"hmn?" his eyes cleared and focused. He blinked at their proximity. A playful smirk adorned his face.
"Do you like me? In an attraction kind of way, I mean"
"...Yes, why?"
She smile at his answer. She gave him no verbal reply and closed the distant between their lips. She gave him a chaste kiss and pulled back. She gave him a pretty smile and turned. Her steps continue until she stood 10 ft from the drying painting.
"Is this how you see me?" She asked as she felt his body stopped directly behind her. A short moment later, she felt the warmth of his arms snaked around her middle. The sensation was knew to her and her body stilled.
"You are beautiful to me, Trianna. This painting fell short to the reality of you" he softly spoke as his chin rested on her shoulder.
"You're such a charmer, Draco. Are you really eleven?" her voice lighten with each words and took in a more playful tone. Her body relaxed and she leaned back against his chest.
"Charm is heredity in the Malfoy blood, my dear." he gave amused chuckle.
"Oh, I know for sure you'd be in charge of your children's birds and bees talk" she chimed giggle.
"Oh no no, my dear. I won't take the unusual do it alone. I would make sure my partner in crime is there with me."
"hmn. I wonder who will be the future Mrs. Draco Malfoy" she sighed.
"Why all the distress, Trianna. She might just be you. Afterall, you set a very high standards"
"So much charm, Draco..."
A silent.
"I will miss you when you are away, Draco"
"Ditto...Was this the reason you came? To say goodbye?"
"I wanted to see you...I won't tell you goodbye. I just want to tell you that you will be missed."
"I can taste the sweetness in your words, my dear. I will miss you, as well"
A silent.
"The painting is missing something"
"You noticed? What do you think is missing?"
"...A companion. A boy, with white blond hair and molten silver eyes"
"Oh? Is that so? Do I know this boy?"
"I don't know, do you? I'm sure you have never met him. You've seen him, sure but I know for sure that you have never met."
Draco could hear the smugness in her tone. He chuckled.
"Tell me about this blond, then. Are you two friends?"
She chuckled. "sure, I'll tell you. Uhm lets see. Well you already know how he looked like so I won't bother with that. His personality then. Lets see. He is a Slytherin so his tongue is sharp. He is cunning but can use more discrete. He loves to get a rise out of people. *chuckle* he can be very sweet at times and have killer charms."
She out right laugh by the end of her speech as he tickles her.
"Draco stop! Hahahahahaha"
"I did not know that you are ticklish, my dear Trianna"
"Please stop, Draco. Hahahah..."
"What would you give me in exchange, Trianna? Surely, you know how a Slytherin work"
She tried to give him a glare but it was a fail attempt.
"Hahahaha.. what ..ever..you..want hahahahah.."
"Really?"
"...within ..reason..of course"
"Of course, my dear." his hands stop in movements and his arms wrapped around her. Draco sat on the carpet floor with Trianna in his lap. Her breathing slowed in smooth decline as her eyes closed while she rested her head on his shoulder.
"What is it that you want?"
"...I'm saving it for a rainy day"
She shrugged.
"What time is it?"
Draco cast a quick Tempus spell.
"Five 'till ten"
"I better get ready to head out then. My escort will be here soon"
"You have an escort?"
"Don't give me that look. And yes, I do. How did you think I get here?"
"Oh! You did not answer that question. Now talk, how did you get here?"
"But you already know the answer. I was escorted here of course."
"That's not what I mean and you know it"
"But Draco dear, I did answer your question. It's not my fault you were unsatisfied with the given answer."
"Trianna..."
He was cut off by her soft lips. His train of thoughts left him at the empty station.
"I'll miss you, Draco" the words were whispered into his ears.
The next thing he knew, she was gone.
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