DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, only my ideas. I don't own the song either. They are Phoenix and the song is Lisztomania.
All right everybody, this is their third year summer. I kinda got bored with the whole second year thing and I can actually start having some romance between Acacia and James. Maybe. But anyway, this is set at the platform with them saying goodbye. I hope I explained it fully….
Oh, and for anyone who has a Facebook, Acacia now has an official Facebook under: Acacia Grace Lestrange.
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It was the end of my second year at Hogwarts. Everything was gone that had happened that year and I was ready to start over at the Malfoy's. Unfortunately, that was never going to happen. I had hugged James and hugged Fred; the only ones left were Abby and Aspen. I ran over to Aspen and rugby tackled her to the ground. She laughed and pushed me off of her, pulling me up with her. "Acacia, you have to write every single day this summer!" she said excitedly, wrapping her arms around my waist.
"You know I don't have that kind of will power!" I laughed, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. I smiled and kissed her cheek, waving as I went to hug Abby.
"Hey. Promise you'll visit sometime over the summer? Raine and Abel are staying with us all summer!" Abby complained, giving me a strong hug.
"Why?" I asked, not understanding why Vondurri had to live with one of my best friends. "Are they related to you or something?"
"Yeah. We're cousins. Absolutely horrible, right?" she asked a mock disgusted look on her face. I laughed and hugged her again.
"That's just horrid!" We both collapsed into laughter, drawing the attention of everyone around us. "Anyway. Maybe I'll get Tristan to help me get the Malfoy's to come to your house for dinner or something."
"That would be amazing! You could save me from so much misery!"
I looked around to see if the Malfoy's were there and there was no sign of the shiny silver car. Abby, Aspen, James and Fred had all left and it was only me, Tristan and Scorpius sitting in the platform. I bit my lip and walked over to them, trying not to show any of my nervousness. I started to sing quietly. "So sentimental, not sentimental no. Romantic, not disgusting yet. Darling, I'm down and lonely when with the fortunate only. I've been looking for something else. Do let, do let, do let, jugulate, do let, do let, do."
"Why are you nervous?" Tristan asked as I sat down on the ground.
"I'm not nervous!" I said quickly, a little too quickly actually.
"Yes you are. You always sing when you're nervous. Well, you sing quietly when you're nervous. You always sing no matter what," Tristan smiled, laughing a little at me.
"Thanks, Tristan," I said shortly, sticking my tongue out at him. We both laughed and then I looked at Scorpius. He was just sitting on the bench, bouncing his leg up and down, up and down. He was obviously worried about something. "What's up, Scorp?"
"Don't call me that," he said moodily, not looking at me.
"Okay. Something is definitely wrong. What's up my pale blond cousin?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him. He just grunted and shoved me away. "Fine. If you're not going to answer me, I'll just have to sing to you and try to get it out of you! Let's go slowly discouraged, distant from other interests on your favorite weekend ending. This love's for gentlemen only that's with the fortunate only. No, I gotta be someone else. These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes and goes."
I looked down at him and he was smiling. I couldn't help but feel a little bit proud of myself. I had gotten my cousin to finally smile for me. It had taken Tristan a total of about twelve years to get Scorpius to smile, and it had only taken me a few months. James was right. I had a sort of magnetic quality. Unfortunately, he said my father had the same thing.
"There's Narcissa. Come on. Time to go home," Tristan muttered, getting off of the bench, grabbing his luggage and walking over to the silver car.
"That isn't a home of mine," I whispered, hanging my head and grabbing my luggage. I walked over to the car and shoved my things into the trunk. I looked back at the station and realized I wasn't going back to Hogwarts for a while. I was happy about that, but I was also sort of wary. So many things had happened while I was here and I wasn't sure how I felt about leaving and living at the Malfoys for the summer.
"Acacia! The car!" Narcissa called sharply from the front. I rolled my eyes and sat in the back seat. "No. You are up here with me!"
I rolled my eyes but did what she said. I sat up in the front with Narcissa. I turned the radio on and started to sing along with it. "Lisztomania, think less be see it grow like a riot, like a riot, oh. I'm not easily offended. It's not hard to let it go from a mess to the masses. Lisztomania, think less but see it grow like a riot, like a riot, oh. I'm not easily offended. It's not hard to let it go from a mess to the masses."
"Will you please shut that filthy Muggle music off?" Narcissa asked, pinching the bridge of her nose. I shook my head and turned it up louder.
"Follow, misguide, stand still. Disgust, discourage on this precious weekend ending. This love's for gentlemen only, wealthiest gentlemen only. And now that you're lonely, do let, do let, do let, jugulate, do let, do let, do."
I could see Narcissa's anger start to grow, so I did what she asked me. I didn't want to have my face hurt at all this summer. I was sick of people asking me what happened to my face, how you fell, so on and so forth! In my opinion, it was better to do what they told you instead of trying to go against it and getting hurt.
I started to sing quietly, trying to let my voice mask the still silence. "Let's go slowly discouraged, we'll burn the pictures instead. When it's all over we can barely discuss. For one minute only, not with the fortunate only, thought it could have been something else. These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes and goes."
"You know, I don't think that your mother could sing like that," Narcissa said quietly. I rolled my eyes and nodded. "You could probably go to school for that if you really want to sing."
"I'm only thirteen. I have a while before I even need to think about going to school for something," I said disgustedly. She nodded and went back to driving. "Why does it surprise you that I can sing?"
"I guess that because you look like your mother, I expected you to be exactly like her. And you are. With a few improvements that I wish Bella could have had," Narcissa whispered. I hung my head and started to play with my fingers. "What I mean by that is the fact that Bella never forgave anyone easily. Except for Andromeda, that is. She had this odd thing that everyone was against the Blacks. But she was sweet. In her own way, I guess. And so are you."
"Thanks," I said warily, looking at my aunt and seeing what the years had done to her. She was still beautiful, but there was wear and tear on her face. "Let's go slowly discouraged, we'll burn the pictures instead. When it's all over we can barely discuss. For one minute only, not with the fortunate only, thought it could have been something else. These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes and goes."
"Well, here we are. Bring all your stuff inside and then get ready to go to the Vondurri's," Narcissa said shortly, turning the car off.
"What?!" I practically screamed at her, disbelief written all over my face.
"There is no need to raise your voice, young lady! And we are going to the Vondurri's for dinner this evening. So get ready and look your best." I huffed and watched as she walked inside. I angrily opened up my door and slammed it, grabbing my things from the back and hauling it inside.
"Lisztomania, think less but see it grow like a riot, like a riot, oh. I'm not easily offended. It's not hard to let it go from a mess to the masses. Lisztomania, think less but see it grow like a riot, oh. I'm not easily offended. It's not hard to go from a mess too the masses."
I walked inside, stomping up the stairs as I went, not happy about going to the Vondurri's. But then I remembered something. That meant we were going to Abby's! That meant that I could actually spend time with Abby and not have Narcissa and Draco breathe down my neck!
I started to sing loudly and excitedly. "This is show time, this is show time, this is show time. This is show time, this is show time, this is show time. Time, time is your love, time is your love, yes time is your. Time is your love, time is your love, yes time is your. From the mess to the masses. Lisztmania, think less but see it grow like a ride, like a ride, oh. Discuss, discuss, discuss. Discuss, discuss, discouraged."
"This is going to be my best summer ever!" I declared, flopping down onto my bed.
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