Chapter 7
Ron and George's jaws hit the table, and Kimberly looked almost as shocked as they did. Draco on the other hand, was quite proud of his achievement. But his mood suddenly dropped again once Trinity pulled away almost as quickly as she leant in.
Trinity turned around in her chair, picked up her quill and carried on writing her essay like nothing had happened.
Draco smirked and cleared his throat. "That wasn't so hard was it, Riddle?" He asked. "I might have to steal your wand more often." He stood up and left Kimberly and the three Gryffindors at the table.
"You are one stupid girl, Trin." Was the first thing Kimberly said, shaking her head. Trinity looked up with an innocent expression on her face and shrugged. The table fell into silence as Ron copied Trinity's work and George and Kimberly worked quietly on their essay together. It wasn't long before the youngest Weasley entered the library, carrying a fluffy book with a belt around the outside.
"Hey," Ginny put the book on the table, the eyes and teeth facing the raven haired Gryffindor.
"Merlin!" Trinity whispered in shock. "What is that?"
"Oh, my Care of Magical Creatures textbook." She saw Trinity go to open it, and she slammed the palm of her hand ontop. "Don't open it." She warned. "It's evil, Dean's already been bitten. He's in the infirmary now."
George and Ron chuckled, Ginny glared at them before turning to Kimberly. The red head smiled but then her face dropped when she noticed the Slytherin colours of her robes. "You must be Kimberly." Ginny stated. "I'm-"
"-Ginny. Yeah, George has told be about you-" she held out her hand "-it's nice to meet you." Ginny gently shook the girls' hand, her smile gradually coming back again. "We've really got to finish this essay." Kimberly turned to George. "Seriously. I'm hungry."
"I'm hungry too, Merlin's sake Kim." George rolled his eyes and pointed out a line in his textbook for the dark haired girl to write down. "If you'd just stop talking, you'd be as far as I am."
Kimberly rolled her eyes and dipped her quill in her ink. As George and Kimberly began working in silence, Ginny, Ron and Trinity exchanged glances. The mates seemed to be getting along alright so far.
"Ginny, guess what?" Ron asked, grimacing.
"You haven't farted have you Ron? Because I don't think I can stand to smell gone off bacon twice in one day."
Ron cleared his throat, "err...no." He replied, he jerked his thumb in Trinity's direction. "She kissed, Malfoy."
Ginny's eyes widened and she slapped a hand to her mouth. "You didn't." She asked, denial evident in her tone. Trinity stopped herself from looking up from her essay as a deep pink blush swept across her cheeks.
"Whatever in the world posessed you to do that?" Ginny asked, taking a seat in the chair Malfoy was previously sat in.
Trinity shrugged, "he wouldn't stop asking me and - as you guys said - I didn't want to be in his debt forever." She glanced around the table, "it made him go away didn't it?" She smiled shyly.
Ron shrugged, "I guess it did. But do you really think George and I are going to do that if he comes back?"
Trinity chuckled nervously and turned her eyes back on her work. She wrote another few lines of her essay before checking the time. "Merlin!" She exclaimed, standing up and hurridly packing her things away. "We better get down to the Great Hall - we have ten minutes of lunch left!"
Ron shot to his feet, followed by Kimberly and then George. "I was wondering why you guys didn't wait for me." Ginny replied from her seat. "McGonagal wasn't in was she?"
Ron shook his head, "we must've gone overtime here. Have you already eaten?"
Ginny nodded, "I'll see you all back at the common room after fifth, alright?" The Weasley's nodded and Trinity smiled. Everyone shouldered their bags and hurried out of the library and down the corridor.
"I told you we wouldn't have long in the library!" George scolded Kimberly.
"It was your idea to go to the library, not mine!" Kimberly snapped back. "I said I was hungry, why would I want to go to the library and not the Great Hall?"
Trinity ignored the bickering coming from behind her, and made a mental note to finish her essay later. After lunch she and Ron had Herbology, and the raven haired Gryffindor wasn't in the mood for planting flowers.
"Ron?" She asked, "what did you do in Herbology last lesson?"
"Umm..." Ron shrugged, "not a lot really, just planted some Snap Dragons, they really don't like fingers." He held his hand up and Trinity noticed a ragged cut running along the edge of his finger. "They're actually Muggle flowers, but they come to life in the Wizarding world." He stated in awe.
Trinity amused him and nodded along, she couldn't actually care about Muggle flowers and Herbology. She was feeling a little light headed and just wanted to eat something.
They sat down at the Gryffindor dining table - except for Kimberly who went to sit with Draco and Blaize at the Slytherin one.
Trinity placed a spoonful of pasta on her plate and once she had eaten, she felt much better. Until she felt like she was being watched. She sighed as she turned around, making some Hufflepuff students go back to their food.
"Why do they always look at me?" She whispered to Ron.
He shrugged, "don't know. They used to do the same to Harry. They'll get bored sooner or later."
Trinity smiled at Ron's reassurance before getting to her feet. "I'm going back to the library to finish that essay." She stated, "I'll see you guys later, okay?"
George nodded whereas Ron turned around. "We've got Herbology!" He said with his mouthful of ham and cheese.
Trinity walked quickly and quietly out of the Great Hall, ignoring some of the stares she got from Hufflepuff students and a few of the younger Slytherins. As she made her way up the stairs, the staircase began to move just as she was about to step onto it. Losing her balance on the edge, Trinity almost thanked the person who'd pulled her to safety. Instead, she glared up at Draco with her green eyes.
"Watch your footing, Riddle." He stated, "you don't want to fall down there, do you?" He pointed over the edge and Trinity looked down at the never ending floors below her.
As she moved to walk around Draco, thinking that Herbology would be better than being with the Slytherin, the platinum haired boy stood in her way.
She frowned, "don't you have Herbology now?"
Malfoy raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side, "don't you?" He smirked. Trinity turned away from him and walked up the staircase that'd appeared a few seconds later. "Skipping classes, Riddle?" Draco asked, following her towards the library.
"Gardening isn't really my thing." She replied, keeping her eyes on the stone floor.
"Something we have in common then." Draco replied. Trinity pushed open the door to the library, and sat down at the desk she was at earlier, Draco sat in the chair opposite her.
The Slytherin leant back in his chair, rocking on the back two legs and he crossed his arms behind his head, looking very relaxed and at peace.
The Gryffindor pulled out her nearly finished Transfiguration essay and her quill and ink before getting back to work, it was quite hard with Draco staring at her, but she couldn't help that. She would have to get used to people staring at her, especially as they did it at meals, and as she was going to be on the Quidditch team.
"So are you a Chaser?" Draco asked. Trinity shook her head, before finishing the last sentance of her essay. "Did Weasleby not put you on the team?"
"I'm the Seeker." She replied, putting her things away.
"Stay with me, Riddle." Draco stated once she stood up to leave. "Otherwise I'll follow you for the rest of the day."
Trinity shrugged, "I don't think you'd follow me into the Gryffindor common room."
"No, but I'd stop you from entering." He smirked and - knowing he was right, Trinity sat down again, her eyes fixed on the varnished wood infront of her. "So tell me," he began. "What were you doing before Hogwarts?"
"Home-schooled." She replied.
Draco frowned, "by the Dark Lord himself?" He asked.
Trinity shook her head and did exactly what she did when she told George, she looked left and right before leaning in to whisper, "the Deatheaters."
Draco looked suprised, "my father taught you?"
Trinity shrugged, "I didn't know any of their names."
"My father is one of them." Draco stated.
"I know." Trinity leant over the table, "he gave me detention, remember?"
Draco chuckled. "I'd forgotten about that." Trinity felt odd, and her vision began to blur. A few images crossed infront of her eyes, and she found herself sitting on her Firebolt.
The Hufflepuff Seeker wasn't a nice boy, if anything, he should be in Slytherin. He tailed her around the pitch whilst she was looking for the Golden Snitch, and when she set her eyes on it - she went for it. "It looks like, Riddle's got her eye on the Snitch!" Zacharias informed the spectators. "Will Gryffindor take the first Quidditch match? Or will Hufflepuff have this in the bag?" George appeared beside Trinity and gave the Bludger an almighty beating - sending it flying across the other side of the pitch.
The Hufflepuff Seeker - Harper - had also seen the Snitch, and was riding beside Trinity. She glanced at him before pulling upwards - leaving him to chase the Snitch by himself.
"What's Riddle doing?" Zacharias exclaimed, "is she going to let Harper get the Snitch?" The Hufflepuff Seeker was directly below Trinity now, and the raven haired girl gained momentum, as she began flying straight down. Just before Harper grabbed the Golden Snitch-
Draco slammed his hand on the desk infront of Trinity - pulling her out of her vision. Her eyes stung, and Trinity squeezed them shut. "Riddle?" Draco asked.
Trinity covered her face with her hands, "I have to go." She said, reaching down to grab her bag as she got to her feet. Realising she couldn't see, Trinity placed her hand on the desk to steady herself before reaching out to trail her hand along the bookcase and towards the door.
The Gryffindor ran her hand downwards to find the doorknob, but was met with air, then someone took her by the elbow and began pulling her out of the library.
"Where do you need to go?" Malfoy asked.
"The infirmary." She whispered. Draco stopped walking and turned Trinity around so that she faced him.
"Open your eyes." He demanded.
Trinity knew that if she denied then he would leave her in the corridor to find the way herself and, as she didn't know her way around Hogwarts yet anyway, she'd be completely usless blind. She squinted before slowly opening her eyes - then snapped them shut once they began to sting painfully.
She heard the sound of apparation, then heard a croaky voice. "What're you two doing out of class?" One of them asked.
Draco shrugged, "having fun."
"We've got ourselves a couple of skivers." The croaky voice said.
"Detention, Mr. Malfoy and Miss Riddle. Hagrid's hut, eight o'clock." A smooth voice said. It sounded too femenine to be a man's voice, although it was a man who had spoken. A hand clamped down on Trinity's shoulder. "I'll take her to the infirmary, Mr. Malfoy. You just go back to class."
Trinity and one of the Deatheaters' apparated to the infirmary, where Madam Pomfrey was currently attending to someone. The Deatheater released her shoulder and apparated away, leaving Trinity to stand awkwardly in the doorway.
"Madam Pomfrey?" The Gryffindor asked.
"Miss Riddle, back again." The raven haired girl felt the nurse place a hand on her waist and her elbow before guiding her gently to a bed. "Sit down, I'll be with you in just a moment."
Ron was in Herbology, bored out of his mind. He should've bunked off with Trinity. Malfoy had probably found her unless she had gone to the Gryffindor common room - as he was skiving aswell.
One of the Patil twins nudged Ron gently and leant to whisper to him. "Apparently the dorms are going to change around." She stated.
Ron frowned, 'why would they change unless it was to do with mates?' "What?" He replied.
Pavarti shrugged, "it might just be a rumour." She replied, "but apparently someone overheard Professor McGonagal talking to Snape about it."
"What would the new dorms be?"
The Gryffindor shrugged, "I don't know. I'm assuming it'd be for the year above us. But if it's going to happen, it'll be after Christmas break."
"But that's one week away." Ron frowned, "how would everything change by then over such a short amount of time?"
"I don't know." Pavarti replied, chuckling. "Magic?"
"Mr. Malfoy how nice it is for you to turn up!" Professor Sprout stated, "take a seat at the back of the class would you?"
Draco rolled his eyes and took a seat at his designated desk. He groaned when Pansy Parkinson swivelled round in her chair. "Hey, Drakey. You're looking good today, have you done something new with your hair? It looks good - really good!"
"No, I haven't done anything new to my hair." Draco rolled his eyes.
"Well, it still looks nice." She grinned flirtaciously at him. "You always look nice and..." He zoned her out and started copying some notes down from the board.
"Ahh, Miss Riddle." Professor Sprout clapped her hands as the raven haired Gryffindor stepped foot into the greenhouse. "Tell me, what is the correct way to water a Snap Dragon?"
Trinity's face went blank and the whole class looked up from their desks, the entire greenhouse silent except from the chirps of grasshoppers. "With water?" She replied questionningly, in a small voice, not likeing the unwanted attention she'd gathered from the rest of the class.
Professor Sprout started to laugh, "of course, dear! Take your seat next to Mr. Malfoy."
Trinity hurried to her seat and sat down with her eyes faced towards the desk. Pansy scoffed and turned around in her seat to snarl at the girl who had taken her Drakey from her. "What is this?" She looked the raven haired girl up and down, grimacing.
Trinity ignored her, and this seemed to anger the pug-faced girl, "hey, bitch, I'm talking to you!"
Trinity looked up and shrugged. "I'm listening. Just say what you want to."
Pansy scoffed. "You're a Gryffindor, I'm a Slytherin, you really need to show me some respect!"
She shrugged, "the first thing you've done is attempted to insult me."
"Attempted? Bitch, please-" She held up her palm to the raven haired girl and turned her face away. "-When I insult someone, they run away crying. And trust me - you'll be weeping once I'm through with you."
Trinity nodded and began to read through the questionnaire on the desk. She wrinkled her nose, Ron would definately have to help her with this. She ignored Pansy's scolding for the last fifteen minutes of the lesson before grabbing her bag and leaving behind an open-mouthed Parkinson.
"I wasn't finished talking to you!" Pansy snapped, storming after the raven haired Gryffindor.
Pansy drew her wand and held it towards Trinity's back. "Come on - let's go!" She snapped, glaring daggers at the Gryffindor's back. The rest of the class began to form a circle around the two girls'. Trinity made no attempt to turn around, she just stood there. "Or are you too scared?"
"I don't duel." Trinity replied, looking around the crowded students for Ron.
"Is that because you don't want to show yourself up to being such a disappointment to your dear Uncle?" Trinity raised an eyebrow, if Pansy kept talking along these lines then she was surely going to end up in the infirmary for weeks. "If you weren't such a coward, then maybe you would battle me." Trinty pulled her bag furthur onto her shoulder. This angered Pansy to no end, why wasn't this girl reacting to her taunting? Ron stepped fowards and beckoned Trinity to follow him into the castle, "I see! Even your Weasley buddy doesn't think you can take me! Perhaps he'd just too much of a coward to come to your rescue when you get hurt." Trinity dropped her bag and spun around, drawing her wand in one swift motion.
"Deprimo!" A strong gust of wind from the tip of Trinity's wand struck Pansy - sending the Slytherin flying backwards, landing on the grassy floor. "Don't insult my friends."
Pansy shot to her feet. "Incarcerous!" Trinity was then tied up in ropes, she fell to the floor with a thud, and struggled against her confinements.
"Incendio!" The ropes burnt off Trinity's form and the girl shot to her feet.
"I'm going to send you to the infirmary!" Pansy snapped, "Crucio!"
"Salvio Hexia!" The green light from Pansy's wand stuck a hazy pink coloured sheild surrounding Trinity. Professor McGonagal and Professor Snape appeared outside the school and ran towards the two girls'.
"Expelliarmus!" The two Professor's disarmed the dueling students and Snape caught Trinity's wand as Professor McGonagal picked Pansy's up off of the floor.
"Prior Incantato." The two Professors' tapped each wand with their own to see what the last spell cast was.
McGonagal gasped and turned to Pansy, "if the Headmaster finds out about this, my dear, you will possibly be in grave danger."
Pansy pointed at Trinity with an innocent expression on the Slytherin's face, "she chanted something too - something I've never learnt!" She defended herself.
Snape cleared his throat. "Salvio Hexia. A charm used to form some protection against hexes." Snape rounded on the girl from his House. "If the Headmaster finds out you attempted to hex his niece, Parkinson. You would be in serious trouble...both of you will serve detention tonight. Riddle, I believe this is the second detention you've been given today. This is becoming quite a habit of yours, isn't it?" Snape drawled.
"Back to your dorms students. Miss Parkinson, if you would follow me, please."
As Pansy followed McGonagal back to her office, Snape handed Trinity back her wand, "good defense charms, Riddle." He then turned on his heel, his black cloak swished behind him as he strode across the grounds.
Trinity groaned, "two detentions? Again?"
Ron hugged her, "thanks for sticking up for me. But you should've known accepting to a non-supervised duel would lead to trouble."
Trinity shrugged, "I'm not dueling anyone again. I may have gotten her into trouble, but at least it was trouble with one of the Professors and not my Uncle." She looked down at the ground before tugging on Ron's arm and leading him to the Great Hall for dinner.
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