“I absolutely hate these feasts.” Caitlin Wood said slamming her fork down. Over the summer Caitlin had decided to become a vegetarian, I guess she forgot all of the meat that is offered at Hogwarts. “I mean, how can they actually kill poor little animals?”
“Shut up and eat.” Dom said gnawing on a chicken bone. Caitlin looked at her like she was something repulsive. Dom just rolled her eyes and took another one from the pile.
“You really shouldn't eat like that Dom.” Halley Stoner said obviously trying not to state the obvious, Dom’s a pig.
“You guys are all just jealous that I can eat like this and stay one hundred and ten pounds.” Dom said as if she was all proud that she was underweight. I didn’t say anything grabbing more of the baked potato. I for one love the first feast. “See, Kiersten’s eating too, why doesn’t anyone get on her about it?”
“Because I’m not a animal about it.” I said conversationally. Dom just scoffed and shoved me in the side. I laughed with Caitlin and Halley.
Caitlin and Halley are other seventh year Gryffindors. We’re all friends, but they’re closer to each other than to Dom and I. They’re probably the only girls that are old enough to like guys that like Dom. Most hate her for the fact that she’s gorgeous and always dates the hottest guys. What they don't see is that she actually doesn’t like any of them and the relationships only last about a month or so before she gets bored and moves on.
I reached for a roll when I brushed Potter’s hand from across the table. We caught eyes for a moment and I looked away. Did he remember what he saw on the train? Would he tell anyone? No, this is Potter, besides, he doesn’t care about me anyways.
“So, I told Maurice that it was the end about a week ago.” Dom said telling Halley about her summer romance with Maurice the Frechie. Dom always likes telling her stories to Halley, she is one of those people who gets really into it and nods their heads all of the time. Her hair was up today for one of the first times in the past few years, normally she has it down. Her hair is dark brown and about down to her shoulders and she has really big brown eyes. She’s got the perfect face for listening.
Caitlin, on the other hand doesn’t like to listen to long drawn out things. She’s more of a fast paced person who isn’t stopped easily. She’s on the Quiddich team with me. She has long auburn hair that is always in her face with blue eyes. They are complete opposites yet they are best friends somehow. I guess it’s like Dom and I.
“That’s so sad Dom. Did you really like him?” She said with her mouth agape.
“He was ok, not a good long lasting boyfriend if that’s what your asking.” Dom said picking at her perfectly pink nail. I looked down to mine, bitten down as far as they could go. Well, we cant be part veela can we?
“Good evening students.” Said a voice from the front of the room. I looked up with the rest of them to see Minerva McGonagall, the headmistress, standing and smiling one of her rare smiles at us all. “I trust that you all had a very relaxing break. For all the newly sorted students, welcome to Hogwarts. I’m sure you’ll find it very accommodating. I would also like to welcome back all of our returning students…”
“She got older.” Dom whispered to me as the food vanished from the table. I snorted rather loudly but masked it with a sneeze. “Shhh, I’m trying to listen Keri.” She said sarcastically as I faced forward to McGonagall.
“I would like you all to remember that the forbidden forest is off limits to everyone, and that this year the fifth years will be in greenhouse three instead of greenhouse six. Thank you all, I wont hold you back any longer. Have a wonderful first night.”
I got up with the others as Halley started to yell with Aaron Doyle for the first years. They’re the prefects for Gryffindor this year. We walked to the now forming line to get out of the great hall.
“I hate waiting.” Dom said tapping her foot impatiently. I rolled my eyes not saying anything. Dom tends to say that she hates waiting after any all school get together that requires us all to leave at the same time. “Move!” She yelled to a frightened looking second year Hufflepuff.
“Dom…” I said smiling sympathetically to the girl. “Sorry, she has a problem.”
“I don't have a problem!” She shouted indignantly. “God Keri, be quiet, people are looking.”
“You're the one who just yelled!” I said looking at her disbelievingly.
“So, you’re the one who brought it up!” I shook my head and looked down. The little girl was still staring up at us now looking at us as if she thought we were weird instead of scared. “Well, maybe you should move seeing that your blocking the whole hall.” She ran off and Dom snorted.
“Attractive Dom.” Fred said coming up behind us.
“Oh shut it Freddie.” She said rolling her eyes. “You don't understand, all girls have a freak flag, just not that many actually fly it. I believe that not flying it is an insult to the race.” She sated a matter of factly.
“How about you McCabe, do you fly your flag?” Potter said from next to Fred. I took in a breath of relief, he wasn’t going to say anything. I looked at him quickly for a moment before deciding that ignoring him would be the best way for him to go away quickly.
“Of course she does!” Dom said laughing now. “Why would I be friends with someone that is something that I don't like Potter?” She asked him as if the question was the stupidest thing she ever heard.
“Because you’re a hypocrite.” He said dodging her hand as she reached over Fred to slap him. “Dommy, calm down, or you’ll get us all sent to therapy again, you hear?”
Even I had to laugh at that one. Back in our fifth year McGonagall tried to calm us all by calling in this therapy lady. It was such a joke, there was me and Dom, Fred Drew and Potter, and a few of the Slytherins that we all hate to hell. The lady tried to get us to talk about our feelings and why there was conflicts between us. I think it was me and Drew that wound up knocking her out cold when she decided to go to far, McGonagall hasn’t had any more therapists here since that accident happened.
“Oh shut up, that was you and Keri that got us sent to therapy James.” She said also smiling.
“Oh yah, what did we do that time McCabe? Was that the time that I threw your bra around the great hall at breakfast and you decided to strip me?” He said winking at me. “It’s ok McCabe, we all know you wanted to see me naked, but all you had to do was ask you know.”
“Please Potter,” I said as Drew and Dom sniggered at him. “Why in hell would I ever want to see you naked?”
“Because I’m me McCabe, and every girl wants to see me naked.” He said all proudly. Drew high fived him at that one and Fred whooped.
“I guess I’m not like other girls then am I Potter, because if I saw you naked I think I would run for the nearest toilet and hurl.”
“Ah McCabe, It’s ok that you cant share your feelings for me out loud.” He sighed and shook his head dramatically. I clenched my hands into fists and looked to the fat lady who was waiting for the password.
“Dragonflies.” Fred said. She nodded and the portrait hole opened. I nudged past Potter and went up the stairs to the sign that now read seventh years. Weird, I never really noticed it changing before now.
“You cant let him annoy you like that Kiersten.” Dom said following me into the room and shutting the door. “You know my cousin, he’d do anything to set you off and you fall right for it.”
“I just hate him!” I said grabbing my trunk from the corner and getting out my t-shirt and shorts. “He doesn’t get anything about real life.” I flopped down on my bed and closed my eyes imagining what my life would be like if I had been born a Potter.
I would be spoiled rotten with house elves cleaning up after me in a big mansion with my parents home every night. They would be good parents too, the kind who tell their kids they love them before they go to sleep at night and keep their promises. I laughed coldly at the contrast of our lives.
“What?” Dom said taking off her socks.
“Nothing.” I said getting up on my elbows. “Do you think that Rose is really mad?” I asked the first thing that popped into my head. Dom hates it when someone says nothing.
“Rose?” She snorted and shook her head. “Never, she’s too much of a goody to actually hate me for that long.”
“I guess…” I said closing my eyes again. I was about to say I was going to sleep when the door burst open and Selena Brown came bursting in. I rolled my eyes and turned the other way. Dom grabbed the nearest magazine in her trunk and pretended to read it. Too bad it was upside down.
“Oh, I was kind of hoping that you guys would have dropped out or something.” She said looking at the two of us as if we were under her.
“Hello Selena,” I said smiling fake at her winking. “It’s so lovely to see you too!”
“Shut up Kiersten.” She said not even looking at Dom. She threw her fake blonde hair over one of her shoulders and went to the bed on the far end of the room.
“Good, now we don't have to look at your ugly fat face.” Dom whispered to her bed knowing she wouldn’t hear. I snorted and turned out my light. Selena Brown was nothing to worry about, it was the people I would have to see again tomorrow that really get me in trouble. Let’s just say that the Slytherins aren’t the nicest bunch of people you’ll meet.
So, I know that this one was more of a filler inner but i promise that things will pick up soon! Thanks for reading, please review!
“I hate this class.” Caitlin said as we walked from breakfast to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. “I really wish that healers didn’t have to take it, I mean, what will defending yourself do any help with in a hospital?”
“You have to take it to identify dangerous curses.” I said going in the open door. The classroom was the same as it is every year. I really don't think that Goode’s changed a single thing in all of the time that we’ve been at Hogwarts. “And I like this class remember?”
“Just cause your good at it!” Dom said going to the first table in the back. “Others aren’t as blessed as you in the brain Keri.” I didn’t comment taking a seat next to her.
“Is it just me, or is Vivacia Parkinson’s skirt even shorter than yours Dom?” I asked sarcastically looking at the back of the White icy blonde Slytherin’s head. Dom looked up from her nails and glared at her as well.
“Wow, it actually is.” She said looking at Vivacia with something that resembled awe. “I cant believe that she would challenge me in that way.” These are the sorts of things that make Dom’s brain work. Non real competitions about who’s skirt is shorter.
As if sensing that we were looking she spun around and glared at us. “Is there a reason that your staring at me McCabe?” She asked rolling her icy blue eyes at me.
“We were just admiring the sluttieness of your skirt.” I smiled the same way back to her. “I think that you beat Dom’s record, and that’s saying something.”
“At least I haven't slept with half of Hogwarts in less than a year.” She said now turning her gaze to Dom who stood up angrily. I got up too holding her back. “Touchy spot Weasley?”
“As much as you might admire the fact that Dom has much more experience in that field Parkinson,” I said now noticing some eyes drifting over to us. “We don't need to know that you cant help but be second best.” Her face flushed and mine smirked.
“Shut up McCabe.” Alyssa Avery said giving me her death glare. I laughed out loud at that. Alyssa is one of the stupidest girls ever to set foot in Hogwarts. How in hell she ever made it to seventh year is beyond me.
“And what will you do about it Avery?” I asked her eyebrows raised. She stopped and thought for a moment twisting her black hair. “Exactly.” I said smiling again as she flushed pink and stormed off to where the other Slytherins were gathered.
“Your such a bitch McCabe.” Vivacia said before going off with her to their gang. I shrugged her comment off and sat back down watching them.
The Slytherins are not the types of people you want to be alone in a dark alleyway with. There’s Malcolm Rosier, the leader. He’s smarter than most of the others and surprisingly good with a wand, believe me, I’ve been there. Then there’s Geoffrey Carrow who doesn’t say much, but he’s got an extremely accurate punch. Yet again, I’ve been there. Walton Zabini is alright when you don't catch him with his friends, but when he is he’s downright brutal. Zachary Knott is anonymously good at the unforgivables. He’s notorious for the cruciatis curse.
The girls are more or less harmless. The only one who I see as a small threat is Vivacia. She may look like a pussy, but she is a fast at throwing jinxes. Alyssa is a idiot that just happens to be pretty. Georgina Harden is a quiet gothic girl that prefers to sit in the corners alone. All in all there an interesting group of people that I don't really want to get the chance to know.
“Good morning children.” Goode said coming in the door and shutting it with his wand. “I’m sure you were all dreading this class as much as I was.” He went up to the front and sat in the chair flipping his wand to the board where writing automatically appeared. “Copy.” Was all he said.
“I freaking hate this class, did I mention that?” Caitlin said grabbing her quill in a violent manner. “It’s not fair Halley didn’t have to take it this year?”
“Yah, you did.” I said starting to copy down the first few words. Dom resisted for a few minutes before giving in and starting to write it down in her big loopy handwriting. It looks the same as it did when she was eleven, and even then it was considered unreadable to most of the teachers.
“Who can tell me what a Bogart is?” He said getting up and pacing the room. “Davidson.” Laurel blushed red and looked up to him. She’s a hufflepuff and rarely speaks to anyone let alone raises her hand in class.
“A—um—something that shows you your—fears?” She mumbled not looking at him.
“Correct. Potter, where do Bogarts often dwell?”
“In the dark.” He said smiling up to Goode as if he was serious.
“Thank you Potter, but where in the dark?”
“Cupboards and stuff.” He said looking at Fred to make sure that he was right. Fred nodded and Potter smiled. Goode looked as if he was restraining from saying something but thought better of it.
“Didn’t we learn this in like third year Goode?” Dom yelled out raising her hand as she was talking.
“Ah, what a pleasure it is to have you in class Weasley, you never were one for respect were you?” He said.
“No, I’m not.” She said not caring that she was talking to a teacher, nobody really cares how they talk to Goode. I do the same think if I feel like it, it’s just him. “So didn’t we?”
“Yes Weasley, we did. But seeing as I am the teacher I’ve decided that we are going to review this year as well as learn new things.” He looked to see if she was going to say anything more and moved on when she didn’t.
“So, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted,” He said as Dom gave him the finger under the desk. “Bogarts are creatures that lurk in dark enclosed spaces-”
“Technically I said that.” Potter called out to him. He stopped and closed his eyes for a moment.
“As Potter was saying, Bogarts live in the dark, and cupboards.” He said looking over to him. He was smiling now as if he had just outsmarted Goode, too bad the idiot didn’t realize that he had just been owned.
“Today we will be getting with a partner and making lists of the things that we are scared of, go.” I turned to Dom and Caitlin and got out another piece of parchment.
“What a waste of a class.” Dom said “And look! He’s already sleeping!” Sure enough I looked up to see him snoring at his desk.
“How could anyone get to sleep that fast?” I asked amazed.
“I dunno, he’s probably hung over again.” Dom said rolling her eyes. “Doesn’t he realize that no one is doing anything?” I looked around the room and sure enough most people had already put their books in their bags not bothering to do the class work.
Selena was talking animatedly to Claire Connelly from Ravenclaw who looked bored; Potter and Drew were flying paper airplanes around the room with their wands. The Slytherins were all huddled together in their corner away from every one. Good, no one wanted to talk to them anyways. I was about to say something when I felt something hit the back of my head.
“Potter!” I said pulling gum out of it. “What the fuck!” He was laughing and pointing at the gum and then to his mouth. “Your disgusting.” I whispered a slime spell from under my breath and shot my wand at him. He saw what was coming a second too late.
“McCabe!” He shouted now covered head to tow in greenish looking slime. Everyone was laughing at him. “I’m going to kill you!” He shouted as I got out of my chair and started to run around the room with Potter chasing me.
“You crazy asshole stop!” I shouted as a curse flew past my head.
“I’m the crazy one?” He asked me both of us on opposite sides of the room. He shot water at me from two sides that drenched me. I wiped it out of my eyes and threw it back at him.
The rest of the class had taken cover under the desk.
“Dismissed!” Goode yelled from the his desk. It was five minutes before the bell rang but everyone got up from under the desks quickly without a word. “Potter, McCabe, here right now.” I slowly walked up knowing that we were in for a detention. It’s only the first day too. Well, so much for starting fresh.
He stared at us for a few seconds before saying anything. I was dead wet with my hair dripping all over the ground and Potter was covered in slime, I bet we’re a sight.
“Why, when something always happens, your involved McCabe?” He asked me one hand on his face. “Don't answer that.” He said as I was about to retort. “And Potter, why do you two always have to terrorize the class?”
“He started it!” I said wiping some hair out of my face.
“Oh shut up McCabe! You were the spaz that sent slime all over me!”
“Just clean it up!” He said shouting over us. I stared in disbelief for a moment.
“You mean—no detention?” I said excitedly.
“Well, I don't think it will actually help either of you see an error in your ways. If you haven't in six years, I highly doubt that you will now.” He said pointing to the slime on the ground and the water in the corner and in-between the desks. “Clean it up.” I nodded and started to make my way over to the water mess.
“Hey McCabe,” Potter said coming up next to me. “Nice bra.” I looked down to see that the water had made my shirt see threw. I blushed red and pushed him away from me. Goode shook his head at him.
When we got out I walked two times the pace of his but he still caught up with me. “So, you like light blue?” He said laughing as if it were the funniest thing he had ever seen.
“You are such an ass.” I said walking even faster.
“I know, but at least I’ll admit to it unlike you.” He said cheerfully still looking down.
“Stop!” I shouted angrily heading to the common room to change and have free period.
“Stop what?” He said innocently.
“Oh you know what Potter.” I said stopping now and crossing my arms over my chest. “Why do you do that to me?”
“C’mon, you know you like it.” He said rolling his eyes at me.
“No, I don't like it.” I said for some reason lowering my voice to a normal speaking level. “At all.”
“Your different than other girls McCabe.” He said pointing to where a little of one of my bruises was showing. I blushed even redder and started to run up the hallway but he was faster and easily blocked my way.
“Move Potter.” I said tapping my foot impatiently.
“Not until you tell me.” He said grabbing my arm. For some reason my belly did a little swoop by his touch. I ignored it and stared at him coldly. This was Potter were talking about. “Who did it to you?”
“Potter, I told you, I fell. And truthfully its none of your business is it?” I said pulling to take my arm back but he held on to it.
“Your so hard to understand McCabe.” He let go and just stared at me. “I don't get you.”
“Lots of people don't.” I said walking onwards and leaving him behind to think of what I had said.