When Callista walked out of the dungeon, she literally ran into Draco.
“Wow, you scared me. What are you doing here?” Draco leaned in to kiss her. “What are you doing? Someone might see us. By the way Snape knows.”
“How is that possible? I haven’t told anyone.” He whispered.
“He says he just he put it together on his own, which means we’re not being careful enough. No more creepy black envelopes. People are starting to ask questions.”
“You mean Weasley is starting to ask questions.” She looked like she was about to contradict him when he simply kissed her. “Our tables are right next to each other. When are you going to come to your senses, Lissie?”
“I’ll come to my senses about the same time you stop these late night pow-wows with Lindsay. I read the note you were passing.” She said folding her arms across her chest.
“She was sitting in the common room when I got back and pretty much ambushed me.”
“With her lips? Yea I totally believe that.” Callista said shaking her head.
“Lissie, I don’t have a reason to break up with her that anyone would buy. She’s the hottest girl in Slytherin, and unlike the rest of the school we keep to ourselves.” Callista rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall. Draco took her face with his left hand and wrapped his right arm around her waist pulling her as close as he could, and said,
“Look, I’m doing my best to avoid her, but I have appearances to keep up.”
“Appearances?” She asked pushing him. “That’s ridiculous, Draco. I’m a pretty girl who pretends to lack an interest in boys or girls for that matter.”
“Well, I don’t see you telling Potter about us. Or even your parents.”
“Have you told your dad?”
“Lissie, we both know that your parents and my dad are not the same people.” He said calmly.
“You’re right, my parents are human beings… with souls” She spat. Draco leaned against the opposite wall and folded his arms. Callista felt the rift between them growing, and all she could do to counteract it was to close the distance between them physically. She kissed him gently on the cheek and said,
“We’ll never get past this whole different side of the tracks thing…will we?” He smiled and asked,
“Aren’t we technically from the same side of the tracks?” She rolled her eyes and said,
“In your dad’s eyes no one is good enough to live on the same side of the tracks as the Malfoys.” He kissed her then and as they broke apart he saw that someone had seen their kiss. Callista saw the worried look on his face and said,
“What is it? You look like you’ve seen the Bloody Baron.”
“I wish I had. I think someone just saw us.”
“Oh my God, what are we going to do?” She asked.
"Let’s get out of here, and read my letter if you haven’t yet.” He said as he headed towards the Slytherin common room. Callista lifted the pocket watch hanging from her bag, and realized she had minutes to get from the dungeon to the Divination tower, and since Umbridge was in there nearly every day, Trelawney would be on edge and ready to snap at anyone who ran in late.
Callista climbed up the ladder to the Divination room, as Professor Trelawney was passing out the crystal balls. She was the only person who was able to work without a partner and the only person who earned her grade. She sat at the table next to Ron and Harry, who turned and whispered,
“What did Snape want? We waited for you, but you never showed.”
“It’s a long story, I’ll tell you later.” She said as she turned to her crystal ball. She stared at the foggy depths willing it to clear. Umbridge was walking among students asking questions here and there, but when she reached Callista’s table, Trelawney stepped in and said quietly,
“This is my very best student, and I won’t allow her to be disturbed.” Umbridge was surprised at Trelawney’s boldness and moved away to pester the next set of students. Callista thanked Professor Trelawney in her head, and returned her focus to the crystal ball.
She took deep breaths and searched the clouds within the ball for Draco. She’d never used divination for people close to her for fear that she might see something she didn’t want to. She purposefully avoided thinking about Harry even when she was just drinking tea. Today was different. She needed to know where their relationship was going, and more importantly who had seen them kissing. She found the light of his mind and followed its course. She recognized what must be her own mind close to his, but she had no idea how to search for someone whose light she’d never seen before.
She was still struggling and had a migraine when Trelawney released them from class. She needed the crystal ball though, so as soon as Umbridge had lowered herself through the trapdoor, she turned to Professor Trelawney and said,
“Professor, would it be alright if I borrowed a crystal ball. I’ll bring it back as soon as possible. I’ll promise to be careful.” Professor Trelawney smiled and said,
“Of course you may, you’re the only child here with any sight into the beyond. In fact you’re the only one who even seems to be trying.” She then placed the ball in a velvet bag with a thick pillow for it to rest on. She handed it to Callista and quietly retired to the back corner of the classroom. Callista climbed carefully out of the tower and went to Gryffindor tower to drop off her bag and newly acquired crystal ball.
When Callista left the tower to head to the Great Hall for lunch, she passed by Lavender and Parvati who got very quiet when she passed by. They turned to look at her as she walked away and began whispering as soon as she’d gotten out of earshot. Stay cool she told herself. Girls gossip. That’s what they do. She shook her head clear and walked into the Great Hall. There were whispers and stares and she felt like they were talking about her. She took her seat and even got strange looks from Harry and Ron. She looked around the room and said,
“Did I grow an extra head during Divination?” She laughed nervously and got nothing but cricket chirps. “Ok, well if anyone wants to tell me what the hell is going on, I’ll be in the bathroom.” She snatched up her bag and went to the bathroom. Safe inside a locked stall she sat on the lid of the toilet and went to search for the letter from Draco. She flipped through book after book. She practically turned the bag upside down, and came up with nothing. She immediately felt panicked. Where is it? I know I put it in here. She told herself. She went through her entire day, trying to think of how she could have possibly misplaced the envelope. She repacked her bag and exited the stall. She was standing in front of the mirror putting on fresh mascara and eyeliner when Hermione walked in and said,
“Don’t shoot the messenger, but…” She paused and looked nervously at her toes. Callista closed the eyeliner and threw it in her bag before she finally said,
“Spit it out, buddy.” Hermione looked like she was going to be sick. Callista felt her stomach churning. Please don’t tell me that someone found the note. She begged within her head to whoever was out there listening to silent pleas.
“Someone said they saw you and Malfoy, of all people, kissing outside the potions room.” Callista felt the bottom drop out of her world. She scoffed and did her best to look shocked and outraged at the same time.
“Bloody hell! Why would I be kissing Malfoy anywhere? Besides I was in the Potions room talking to Professor Snape until I had to leave for Divination.” She said.
“Come on, Callie, who’s going to believe that a Gryffindor was staying after to chat with the head of Slytherin house?”
“I don’t know, the same jerk who’d believe a Gryffindor was kissing a Slytherin, the lead Slytherin at that.” Callista slumped against the sink, and said, “I suppose that it’s gotten all over the school by now, huh?” Hermione just nodded. Well this is just great and now the freaking letter is missing too. Callista turned back to the mirror and applied some light pink gloss to her lips before saying,
“Well, let them all think what they want. I’ve got class to go to.” She left Hermione standing in front of the mirror and headed straight for History of Magic. Professor Binns droned on and on and paid no attention to the awkward stares at Callista or the blatant note passing. If she’d had to choose between dying and disappearing, she would have chosen death at this point.
A/N: Ok, so I really hope that you all are enjoying the story thus far. Callie is a hard character to work with as even I am not always happy with the decisions that she makes or the way she handles things, but I like her because she is not the ideal person. She is flawed and oftentimes very selfish. In other words she's a very real person (to me). I hope that I'm conveying this to you all (my lovely and much appreciated readers) and if I'm not call me on it please!
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