Chapter 23
As the Headmaster's speech came to an end, the students applaused him before following him couple by couple into the grand fireplace. Draco grabbed a handful of Floo Powder, "Black Lake Dormitories." As he threw the Floo down, both he and Trinity were eaten by the green flames and transported to the new dorms.
The Black Lake dorms had stone corridor's like the ones at Hogwarts, along the wall's were various different doors, with names upon them, 'Jones and Smith', 'Took and Rodgers', 'Douglas and Owens', and at the end of the corridor there was a spiral stone staircase.
"There are seven floors." The Dark Lord stated, "Each with ten dorms, assigned for each pair of mates." He opened one of the doors to show the students what the dorms were like. Inside, was a lounge area with a desk and a bookshelf. The floor was a light wood, and the walls were grey stone, hung with moving pictures and colourful tapestries. The windows were overlooking the Black Lake, and framed by cream coloured drapes. There was a door to the right which led to the master bedroom and a door to the left which led to the bathroom. "The layouts of each room are the same. On the fifth floor, the vanishing cabinet is to be used for travelling to it's twin in the library. The fireplace behind you is stocked with Floo powder, and will only be used for travelling to and from Hogwarts for your lessons, to Hogsmeade and to the train station. Enjoy your evening." After saying this, Voldermort apparated back to the Headmasters' office, leaving the students to go as they pleased. Draco grabbed Trinity's wrist, "let's take a look around."
As they got to the top of the stairs, they ran into Daphne Greengrass and Blaize Zabini. Daphne looked lovely in her floor-length royal blue gown and she had curled her blonde hair into pretty spirals. She really had made an effort the evening. The glare on her features didn't look very appealing though. Blaize looked dashing in his suit, his tie didn't match Daphne's dress, but they looked together all the same. They made quite a nice couple.
The glare on Daphne's features softened and a ghost of a smile appeared on her face, "you look pretty."
"Thank you." Trinity replied, "so do you." As a silent understanding of each other passed between the two girls, Draco turned to Blaize and glared before pulling Trinity down the corridor.
They both stood infront of the vanishing cabinet, silently looking a the polished, dark wood.
"Why are we standing here?" Trinity asked.
"This was broken." Draco stated, looking at the cabinet with hatred. It'd put him in fear ever since he first laid eyes on it. Fear of failing the Dark Lord. Fear of losing his parents. Fear for his own life. "I fixed it."
"Congratulations." Trinity stated, "it must've taken a long time."
"Six months." Draco glanced at her, "to be precise."
"You must've had a lot of patience." Trinity stated, "why did you do it?"
Draco ignored the comment about patience, "your Uncle told me to do it. If I failed then my family and I would be killed."
"He was so brave taking on that task!" Draco cringed at the sound of Pansy's voice. Trinity turned around, and came face to face with the brunette. Her dress wasn't very attractive, although it look expensive. It was strapless and knee length, and a fringey sort of material, made from white unicorn hair. "Weren't you, Drakey?" Pansy kissed him on the cheek.
Draco pushed Pansy away from him and began to lead Trinity back down the spiral staircase. "Go away, Pansy." Draco growled, pulling the raven haired Gryffindor into the fireplace and grabbing a handful of Floo Powder. "Hogwarts, Great Hall." He stated, throwing the powder down.
Trinity and Draco were engulfed in green flames, and once the embers died out, they were back in the dining hall with the other students that had returned.
"What time are we going to get Pip?" Ginny asked, tapping Trinity on the shoulder. "Tomorrow morning." Trinity stated, "Hagird owled me this afternoon saying that Pip was still eating and wasn't ready to come back yet."
"Perhaps you just forgot to feed him." Draco stated. Trinity turned to face the platinum blonde Slytherin, but ignored his comment.
People started leaving the Great Hall, whereas others were still on the dancefloor. Trinity began to feel a tingling on her forearm and glanced down to where the Dark Mark would be.
"I feel a little light headed." She stated, "I think I'm going to go back to the common room."
Draco noticed that she was holding her forearm, and unconciously rubbing it, "I'll walk you back." He placed his hand on her lower back and steered her towards the main doors leading out of the Great Hall.
Once in the corridor, he turned to face her, "do you have your wand?" He asked.
Trinity looked up at him and shook her head, wincing as the Dark Mark on her arm began to burn. "It's in my dorm." She replied.
Draco pushed her behind the lion statue and drew his wand. "Hold still." He stated, pressing the tip of his wand onto her forearm where the Dark Mark was gradually appearing. The corridor span, and Trinity felt incredibly dizzy, she closed her eyes tightly, and once she opened them again, she was standing in her Uncle's office and Draco was nowhere to be seen.
"Nice of you to finally join me, Trinity." Voldermort stated. He kicked the chair in the centre of the room, "please, take a seat."
Obediently, Trinity took the chair and began to soothe her aching forearm by rubbing it gently with her thumb.
Voldermort paced back and fourth infront of Trinity, and the raven haired girl kept her eyes fixated on the same grey, rectangular stone tile; frightened that she would be punished for something that she didn't know she had done.
"I researched Dracore." He stated. Trinity began to lightly shake, was it just her or did the room suddenly turn chilly? "Parseltounge runs in our family lineage...Dracore comes from another family." His red eyes settled on his niece, and he tilted his head slightly to the side when the familiar wail of the Secrecy Sensor began to echo around the stone room. He ignored it for the time being, "I put a lot of thought into my research, Trinity." He resumed, "and the sorting hat led me to believe that my little sister did not marry your real father, which had suprised me." He stood infront of his office window, overlooking the Black Lake - the dormitories could just be seen on the other side. "I began my research, starting with the man last known to be able to talk to Dragons; Clive Porter. I came upon a book in the library one day, and followed his family line all the way down to a woman, named Mia Jones. It was then that I realised a page to be missing."
The Secrecy Sensor began to vibrate and spin with piercing cry, and Voldermort placed his hand on the Dark object - effectively silencing it. "I believe you have also done your research. Have you not?"
Trinity nodded and hung her head. "I retrieved the missing page to the book, Uncle." She whispered, almost inaudiably.
Voldermort nodded, "I told Madam Pince to bring me the book, after I heard you had returned the missing page to her." Trinity waited for her Uncle to inflict a tremendous amount of pain upon her, she even squeezed her eyes shut to prepare herself for it. "I know James Potter is your father." Trinity braced herself even more for the worst. "And I am just relieved that you are still a Pure blood."
Trinity was confused, she opened her eyes and slowly looked up to face her Uncle. "Why he married that Muggle I cannot understand. He was a good wizard...he shamed his status by marrying her." Voldermort had turned back to face the Black Lake, his hands held behind his back. "But I am just happy to know that you're not one of those filthy mudbloods." He glanced at her from over his shoulder, "because I'm afraid that would've led to disasterous consequences."
Trinity nodded and rose to her feet when her Uncle motioned for her to stand. "You look lovely tonight, my dear." He stated, "and I believe you enjoyed your evening?" Trinity nodded, and once she was allowed to leave, she did not pass up the opportunity to escape the confinements of the room. Before she went down the stairs, Trinity cast the spell on her Dark Mark to conceal it once again.
To say that she was suprised that her Uncle hadn't killed her was an understatement beyond belief. Trinity sat on the front steps leading into Hogwarts and took a deep breath. 'Well that went well.' She thought.
After hearing a small meow, Trinity looked down before picking up the black speckled Kneazle and cuddling the life out of it, "Pip!" She exclaimed, "Hagrid said you were resting."
"Well obviously, he just couldn't wait to see you!" The giant chuckled from behind her.
Trinity stood up and smiled at the giant, "hello Hagrid, how're you?"
"I'm very well thanks, Trinity, how're you? - You look nice!"
Trinity smiled again, "I'm alright, thank you. I came out for some air, but I'm not sure what the time is." She looked at the sky and noticed that it was quite dark outside.
"Well, it is nearly curfew, but with the ball going on I'm assuming that it won't be important tonight." Hagrid stated, glancing at his watch. "All the little guy's done is eat since you left." Hagrid chuckled, "he'll be getting fat quite soon!"
"Do you want to look after him tonight?" Trinity asked, "and the Weasley's and I will come round for tea tomorrow morning and pick him up then?"
"Of course, I will." Hagrid took the Kneazle from the raven haired Gryffindor, and gently pet him on the head. "I'm starting to become quite attatched too him. He helps with my knitting." Trinity frowned, "well, he plays with the wool." Hagrid chuckled. "You better go inside, it's dark and chilly." He stated, gesturing to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."
"Bye Hagrid." Trinity gave him a smile and waved before hopping up the stone steps and making her way towards the Gryffindor common room.
George and Kimberly had just unpacked their belongings into the chest of drawers and the wardrobe in their new bedroom. The master bedroom was beautiful, the floor was light wooden floorboards with a cream rug. A huge, four-poster bed stood grandly in the centre of the room, with twin bedside tables, one wardrobe and two chest of drawers.
Kimberly jumped onto the bed face down, and was almost swallowed by the duvet. "Man," she sat up, "that is soft."
George jumped on the bed next to her, and his head sunk in the soft pillow, "I could get used to this." He stated, chuckling.
"I'm going to put my pjyamas on." Kim stated, getting up and making her way towards the chest of drawers.
"I'll leave and give you some privacy." George quickly grabbed his pjyama bottoms off the end of the bed before stepping out of the bedroom and closing the door behind him.
Once he was out of the room, Kimberly took the communication mirror out from her trunk and placed it on her bedside table, she needn't worry about Pansy trying to steal it now that they were no longer sharing dorm rooms.
Kimberly liked George, she really did. He was gentlemanly, honest, kind and funny. His humour was what stood out the most to her though. It was nice that she could have a good laugh with him without it going to far. They had only had minor arguments which were mainly over their homework from Umbridge, but that woman did everything in her power to either depress or anger people. Obviously that woman was paid to be a bitch.
Kimberly quickly changed into her pyjamas and smiled as George knocked on their bedroom door. He was such a gentleman! "Come in." She slid into the bedsheets and curled up just over the halfway point.
"I do have boundaries, you know." George stated, trying his best to look serious. He stood beside the bed with his arms crossed. "I need more room than that." As Kimberly shifted over, George slid into the sheets beside her, "keep moving." He stated, hiding his laughter. "Keep moving...and again." Kim stepped out of the bed. "Perfect!" George laid on her side of the bed, resting his arms behind his head and striking a relaxing pose.
"I know I promised not to use this excuse George, but I am a Slytherin you know." George raised an eyebrow at her before sighing dramatically and shifting over to his own side.
Kimberly curled up under the covers, satisfied with the amount of room there was in the bed. As the lights went out, she placed her cold feet on George's bare back, making him shriek girlishly.
Trinity was about to step inside the Gryffindor common room when a pair of hands covered her eyes. The portrait swung shut infront of her and Trinity knew it wouldn't be any of her friends as Ginny and Dean were still dancing, George and Kimberly were checking out their new room and Ron was...somewhere with Lavender. Either that or he had escaped her clutches and was curled up in his bed.
"Obscuro," a voice whispered from behind her. Trinity gasped when a blindfold replaced the hands infront of her eyes. "Relax," butterflies formed in her stomach at the sound of Draco's voice, and a light blush swept across her face. "Just trust me."
Trinity reached out towards Draco to hold onto him, and her blush deepened when his hand took hers. "Come this way."
"Where are we going?" She asked, letting him guide her along the corridor. Although she had put her trust in him, she was quite suprised that she hadn't stumbled or ran into a wall.
"You'll find out soon." Was the reply she recieved. "There are steps here." He stated, placing his other hand on her waist.
They made it to the top of the stairs, and then suddenly, Draco's hands disappeared. Trinity gasped and felt around for him. Had he just abandoned her in the middle of nowhere? With a blindfold that only he could take off?
"Hold still," Draco whispered. Trinity felt cold fingertips gently lifting the blindfold, and once she could see, she looked around. Draco had taken her to the Astronomy tower. "Come." Draco took her hand again, and this time, he didn't blindfold her. He pulled her towards the balcony and pointed up at the sky.
Trinity looked up in awe at the stars, "This is beautiful." She murmured.
"See that constellation there?" Draco pointed to the left, "just above the tree by the Herbology greenhouse?" Trinity nodded, "that's Scorpius."
"What's it supposed to be?" She asked.
"A scorpion." Draco replied.
"It's beautiful...do you know any more?" She asked.
Draco examined the sky for a minute or two before pointing up again, "That's Lyra. It's an angel." He looked into her eyes, and saw the stars reflected in her emerald orbs.
"I'm going to pay more attention in Astronomy from now on."
Draco smirked, "either that, or I'll be happy to tutor you."
Trinity smiled and turned to face him, only just noticing how close he had gotten too her. Draco rested his forehead against hers and closed his eyes before leaning down to capture her lips with his own. The moment was just too perfect, and it was an opportunity he didn't want to miss out on. The raven haired girl closed her eyes as she melted into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck; pulling him closer.
Ron had finally escaped the dancefloor and was currently on his way back to the common room. It wasn't that he didn't like Lavender, she was a nice girl...it was just that she wasn't making things move quickly too soon after the Battle of Hogwarts. Perhaps he'd give them a chance together next year? Perhaps not?
Ron dumped himself on the sofa infront of the fire place with a sigh of relief.
He was just about to fall asleep when the portrait swung open, and Trinity stepped into the common room. She had a sparkle in her eye and was smiling like a lovestruck puppy. "Where've you been?" Ron asked.
"In the Astronomy tower with Draco." She blushed slightly as she sat on the sofa beside him.
"Really?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "What were you doing up there?"
"He was showing me some constellations." Trinity stated. "I've never really appreciated stars before...but they're beautiful."
"I didn't know Malfoy could be the romantic type." Ron chuckled, "so what, you just looked at the stars?"
Trinity blushed deep red, "and we kissed." Ron grimaced, maybe he didn't want to know that. "And then he walked me back."
Ron was shocked, "since when was Malfoy a gentleman?"
Trinity turned to face Ron, "he's always been gentlemanly. I don't think you notice because you don't like him."
"Too right I don't like him." Ron scoffed. "He's arrogant and selfish."
"Ron..." Trinity whispered. "I know he's like that sometimes, but not all the time. He is kind, and he is romantic. I think...goodnight." Trinity got up and started walking towards the stairs.
"Hold on!" Ron called, turning around on the sofa to look at the raven haired girl. "You think what?"
Trinity ran a hand through her long dark hair, "I think I might be...falling for him."
"Falling how?" Ron asked, frowning.
"I don't know." Trinity stated, "but everytime I hear his voice or see him, I get butterflies. Just his appearance seems to make my day even if it's already a good day. He...I don't know...he makes me feel better."
Ron sat with his mouth open, "you're falling in love with him."
Trinity blinked and came back over to the sofa, taking a seat beside Ron. "I've never been in love before." She stated, "I haven't even had a boyfriend."
"Was Malfoy your first kiss?" Ron asked.
Trinity shook her head. "With a boy, yes. But Kim was my first kiss."
Ron's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "what?" He squeaked.
"Well, it wasn't a real kiss if you know what I mean. We just wanted to see what it was like." As the puppy expression could not be wiped off of Ron's face, Trinity got up and headed to bed. "Goodnight, Ron!" Trinity called as she ascended the stairs.
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