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I was having trouble finding my way back (again) to the Gryffindor tower, but luckily I ran into a friend. And I mean I literally ran into him.
"Ahhh!" I screeched as I fell towards the hard floor (Hmmm… always getting lost, continuing to fall all over the place… I'm starting to see a trend here)
"Oh Olivia, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you coming around the corner." The nervous boy apologized quietly, then offered his hand to help me up.
"It's alright Neville, no cuts or broken bones, although a bruise might be forming on my ass." He blushed at my language (but now that I think about it he was probably blushing because I smacked my behind when I said ass) "But other then that I'm fine." I managed to laugh it off, kicking thoughts of Draco Malfoy to the back of my mind.
"Are you on your way to the great hall?" he asked shyly.
"No, why would I be?"
"Well it's nearly 1:30, so I figured you be off to get something to eat for lunch." When he brought up food it made me realize just how hungry I was.
"Now that you mention it I could go for a meal or two. Do you want to come along?" I asked politely, like friends do.
"Sure." He smiled but his voice was a bit uneven. I started to walk off towards the great hall. Or that's what I thought I was doing at least. "Um.. Olivia." he said hesitantly "The great halls that way." he pointed in the opposite direction from where I was headed.
"Oh… right." I giggled a bit embarrassed, then followed him the rest of the way there.
We were the first Gryffindors to enter the hall, so we basically just sat there and waited for the rest of our little gang. It was a bit awkward so I decided to try and get the conversation ball rolling.
"So Neville, what's your favorite subject?" I started off with something simple.
"Oh by far Herbology… It's kind of the only thing I'm good for." he trailed off sadly.
"Nonsense! I bet your great at lots of things. You probably get high marks in all of your classes." I smiled reassuringly.
"I do alright, so what about you? What's your favorite subject?" he turned the simple question to me (it really wasn't so simple because as you know I didn't know a thing about magic)
"Potions." I went with that one because it was the one that I knew the most about, mainly because I swiped Hermione's potion book from her bed and had myself a quick read. "And I fin Herbology rather interesting." I retold the lie for the 3rd time.
"Really? Well then it's a good thing we have it together, do you have a favorite plant?" he smiled, seemingly overjoyed with talk of his favorite subject matter.
I froze at his question 'Wow I'm going to need to learn more If I'm going to be a convincing liar' I thought to myself. I racked my brain trying to remember if I read anything about magical plants.
"Um… Gillyweed!" I shouted, overjoyed that I had remembered one, that was until I noticed that my outburst had caused a few pairs of eyes to fall on me.
"Wow… your so… enthusiastic." He try to find words that wouldn't offend me. "My favorite is Mimbulus Mimbeltonia, my great uncle Algie got me one last year." He said proudly.
"Olivia!" I heard a familiar voice call my name. I looked over to see Hermione smiling and waving at me, with Harry and Ron in tow. They quickly made their way over to me and Neville.
"Hey guys." I greeted them with a warm smile.
"Bloody hell Olivia," Ron stared at me wide-eyed. "What happened to you?" he was referring to the fact that I was completely drenched.,
"Oh, Malfoy took me outside to show me the greenhouse." I answered. Harry flinched at the mere mention of the egregious Draco Malfoy. A bit of the sadness and loss of hope from earlier crept back into me, and I tried my best to hide it from my friends. I think I fooled everyone but the all knowing Hermione, and I knew that once we were alone she would start her process of poking and prodding.
"Oh I thought that git Malfoy had made you cry or something." Ron said while sitting down across from me, in between Harry and Neville. Hermione sat next to me.
"What would make you think that?" I asked him confused.
"Well, you've mascara running down your face." Hermione informed me. I gently wiped under my eyes and when I brought my fingers back out to look at them the tips were colored black.
"Neville why didn't you tell me! I bet I look like a fool!" I reached over the table and gave the timid boy a firm hit to the shoulder. Which caused him to lose his balance and fall from the tables bench. Harry and Ron began to laugh so I tossed them each their very own death glare (Which I'm sure looked 10x more intimidating due to the massive amount of smeared black liquid that was underneath and around my eyes.
"Do you want me to show you to the washroom?" Hermione offered, but I knew for sure that I wasn't ready to be alone with her. I couldn't take her questioning just yet.
"No, just tell me where it is. I need to learn how to navigate myself around here. She gave me detailed instructions on how to get to the bathroom. "Alright, if I'm not back in an hour then send out the search party." I joked before getting up for the table and exiting the hall.
I managed to find my way there without much trouble. I quickly fixed myself up then started to head back. I wanted to move as quick as possible so Hermione wouldn't come looking for me. But as I passed what I thought was just an empty broom closet I heard the door open and someone roughly pulled me inside.
I quickly tried to scream but a hand muffled the noise. So I did what my freshman gym teacher taught me to do during the self defense portion of the class. I bit down on the hand, causing the perp to scream out in pain, and for that metallic taste of blood to lightly hit my tongue.
"Blimey Olivia!" Yelped a familiar voice.
"Draco! What the fuck is wrong with you! You can't just snatch people up like that!" I started smacking him angrily.
"Olivia Stop Hitting ME!" He grabbed my hands and forced them down to my sides. "Would you calm down for a moment and just listen to me?" he pleaded.
"Fine." I stopped my struggling. My eyes began to blink rapidly as they tried to adjust to the nearly pitch black broom closet.
"You have no idea how hard this is for me to say but… well… the thing is that…" He started his sentence then stopped, trying to find the right way to say what he wanted to say without letting too much of his "power" go. "…I'm sorry." He finally mumbled. I never thought in a million years that he would apologize (sincerely) without being forced to do so, and I certainly never thought that he would be apologizing to me. "And I would like to talk to you." he added.
"Then talk." I snapped boldly, still pretty miffed about the whole yanking me into a dark closet thing.
"Not here. Meet me in the Room Of Requirement. Tonight, at 8:00." He said it as more of an order then a request. I rolled my eyes and nodded my head yes. "Great" he almost smiled, but caught himself before doing so. He started to open the door but I stopped him, and closed it back up again.
"One thing Draco, if you ever snatch me up like that again I will make it my life's mission to repeatedly kick you in your most sensitive area until they burst. Are we clear?" I threatened him. Fear washed over his face, but it was soon replaced with a mask of amusement.
"Whatever you say. See you tonight Gryffindork." And with those words he was off and finally out of the closet (be mature kids)
"So long ferret." I replied. I decided to wait a little while before leaving the closet so no one would get any funny ideas. Once I thought it was safe I took my first step towards the door, sadly my foot landed in a bucket. I brutally fell into the door (which Draco hadn't closed all the way) and when the door gave way I then fell with a soft thud to the floor (I think the magical world was throwing my balance off)
"Are you alright?" I heard a dreamlike voice say softly. I looked up to see a girl with hazy eyes and messy hair, which color resembled Draco's. Does Draco have a younger sister I wondered. While this girl had Draco's coloring she didn't have his pointed features, or intimidating demeanor, so I figured that they probably weren't related, and if they were then they would most likely be distant cousins.
"Yes I'm fine." I got up from the ground and dusted myself off.
"What were you and Malfoy doing in that broom cupboard?" she asked with an empty tone.
"What are you talking about?" I tried to act like what she was saying wasn't true.
"Well I heard a noise coming from that broom cupboard." She pointed towards the door that I had just fallen out of. "I thought it might have been a nargles, so I waited in that corner to see If they would come out." She then pointed to a well shadowed corner. "And while I was waiting I saw Draco come out, then moments later you fell from the cupboard and onto the floor. Is he your boyfriend?" She asked ina way that wasn't nosey or gossipy, but as if she was just wondering aloud.
"No he's not my boyfriend. He just pulled me into the closet out of nowhere cause he wanted to talk with me." I told the truth this time, my mind already growing sore from the lies and the bi-polar friend/foe.
"That's an odd place for conversation." she breath.
"Yes, yes it is. I'm Olivia by the way. Olivia Stone." I introduced myself." . There was an awkward silence between us (more awkward for me, I don't really think she minded the silence)
"Luna, shall we proceed to the great hall?" her eyes widened a bit as she spoke up.
"Sure. So what were you doing on this side of the castle anyways?" I asked as we started our short walk to the Great Hall.
"I thought I saw a pygmy puff, so I followed it. Turned out to be a very fluffy rat." she said with the dream like look that hadn't left her face since I had first seen it.
"Oh well… that's a shame." I assumed that it wasn't a good thing that she missed out on her pyramid puppy or whatever the hell she had called it. We had rounded a corner and were now mere feet from the bustling Hall.
"I suppose." she replied as we entered the warm and bright Hall. "I'm going to go to my table now." was the last thing she said to me before she floated lightly to the Ravenclaw table.
"Goodbye Luna, it was nice to have met you." I wave politely, then made my way through the swarm of lower years an back to my spot in between Hermione and Seamus.
"I see you've met Luna." was the first thing I heard when I sat down. "I hope you don't think she's too… strange." Harry continued while taking a sip from his goblet.
"No not at all. In fact I find her quite interesting. I like her." Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Neville could tell that I was in a better mood then before I had gone to the bathroom, they probably just thought that I was excited about meeting Luna when really I was happy that not all hope was lost for Draco… at least not yet.
"Really?" Ron asked, his mouth slightly ajar. "I've known her for years and I'm still not entirely comfortable with her level of sanity, and you talk with her for five minutes and say she's not the least bit barmy?" Ron went on.
"Well I'm not quick to judge." I said smoothly, then threw Ron a sly smile, which in turn made him smile.
"I knew you would get along with us. Didn't I tell you she would get along great with us Harry?" Ron smiled proudly, then ripped off a piece of a dinner roll with his still grinning teeth.
"Yea, right after you told me how badly you wanted to snog her." Harry poked fun at Ron, our entire section of the table roared with laughter, except for Ron and Hermione; who looked appalled and a smidge hurt.
"I did not! Harry why would you say that?' Ron defended himself , his face red with embarrassment.
"It's okay Ron. I know I'm hot, but we won't be snogging anytime soon." laughter erupted once more.
"Maybe I was wrong. You and I don't get along well." he fired back.
""Easy their Ron, it's all in good fun." I reassured him.
"Now I hope that no snogging rule doesn't apply to me." Seamus grinned, winking at me flirtatiously.
"Seamus that rule was established with you in mind." I informed him. Everyone began to laugh once more, including Seamus.
"That's what they all say, but once I roll out the Finnegan charm you'll be begging for me." All I could manage to do was laugh at the young wizard.
"You're a funny one Finnegan, I'll give you that." I smiled at him, then went back to stuffing myself with food.
SO YAY! The plan is back in motion! But do you think Draco will be able to behave himself? Or will the twos differences cause everything to fall apart again?