Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter characters, Rowling has all the credit. The artists have credit for their own songs as well, I just love music.
'Italic'-thoughts
The Pretender-Foo Fighters
Chapter 3
I ran down the hall to my boyfriend and when I reached him I jumped up and rapped my arms around his neck. "Hey, I had a few minutes before we headed off to Diagon Alley so I came to visit." He moved to kiss me but I redirected him to my cheek and I returned the gesture. I wasn't big on showing affection to boyfriends in front of family.
Carl then turned to my mom, "Hello , it's good to see you again." My mom replied with a polite nod of her head. Carl then glanced over to James and smiled a sly smile, "Hey James, what are you doing here?" "I'm spending the day with my aunt. I didn't know you had a girlfriend." James gave him a curious look.
The need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are at the ready
Are you ready?
"How do you two know each other?" I asked. James gave a small smile, "We go to the same Quidditch camp during the summer. Did you two just start going out?" James asked making eye contact with Carl and raising an eyebrow in question. "No, we've been going out for almost four months now." I smiled over to Carl, who was smirking at James for some unknown reason.
For about a minute no one said anything… Can anyone say awkward and tense? Little did I know but my mom was having similar thoughts, 'Wow battle of testosterone, didn't see that coming.' Then we heard the scratching of nails followed by a bird-like squawk.
"Bernard! Oh I forgot. He must be getting hungry. You haven't been feeding him human snacks again have you Poin?" I asked taking Carl's hand and leading out to the patio. "Oi! I said NOT to call me POIN!!" My little brother growled at me causing Carl and I to laugh. When we got outside Bernard, my Hippogriff was waiting. Yes I have a Hippogriff, I'm a Malfoy what do you want?
What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays?
Carl stopped short a few feet and I continued to Bernard. "Hey love, I'm sorry I was detained by Miss Sophie," I said as I cradled his beak in one hand and stroked hi glossy black feathers with my other. He gave a gentle shake of his head when I gave him my reason of being late and I just smiled. Bernard was the only one outside of family I confided in. I've had him since he was a little pigeon; as dad liked to call him, and I considered him a friend. He's always there for me, even needy at times, and he is very protective of me; I suspected dad had something to do with that.
James James stared in awe; before him was a Hippogriff and it was Alexis's pet. 'Bernard' was an all black Hippogriff, I had never seen an all black one. 'What kind of name is Bernard? Poor creature.' But from the exchange between Alexis and Bernard, James could see they loved each other and were both happy to see one another. 'She's really not like what I expected from a Malfoy.' James thought giving a small half-smile.
Alexis "Oh, come on Carl you can't still be scared of him." I said smirking back at him. Everyone is familiar on how to greet a Hippogriff? You bow low and wait for one in return, if you don't get one you better know a good spell that can knock a Hippogriff on its ass long enough to runaway. Carl's first encounter with Bernard didn't go that well, I had to step in between them, for Carl's sake. Bernard just never seemed to like him.
I'm the voice inside your head
You refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face
"Umm, not scared, I just don't have a death wish yet." Carl said keeping his eyes on Bernard. Bernard shook his head low; like a horse would do when it gets riled and stomped his foot a few times. "Hey, you stop that," I scolded him jerking his beak a bit. He, in turn, nudged me with his head almost knocking me over.
"I'm telling you he just likes you because you sing all Siren-y to him." Carl said shaking his head. My gaze quickly snapped to him and I gave him the look, 'you-can't-shut-your-bleedin-trap-can-you!'
What if I say I'm not like the others?
(Keep you in the dark)
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays?
(You know they all... pretend)
You're the pretender
Casandra shook her head and covered her face with one of her hands. Scorpio just gave a look, 'your-an-idiot.' "Way to go meat-head. It was a loss of brain cells knowing you." Scorpio walked by and gave Carl a pat on the shoulder, and made his way over to the lunch table on the patio.