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Too Nice For My Tastes
Kaitlin Winters sighed and turned back to her scroll. She was naming all the ingredients for a complicated love potion. Snape was a good teacher...if you didn't get on his bad side. Her eyes strayed to the side of the room at a blonde haired boy.
"Miss Winters," Snape said in his dead voice, "pay more attention to your assignment rather than a prefect." she looked down and tried to hide her blush. This was her sixth year. She should have gotten over this by now. Who in the world would have a crush on Draco........On a Malfoy no less, for six years?
Normally, she would be having potions with Ravenclaw and would be feeling very stupid as the class progressed, but Proffesser McGonagal had said there was lots of tension and unfairness in Snape's classroom with two certain houses. So Proffesser Sprout had hand selected a few students to join the class. Or even better....to put them in the middle of a war zone.
Snape would always do something to infuriate Harry Potter and Harry would react impulsively. Then Draco would laugh and say something rude about the Weasleys and then Ron Weasley would react. So it was a chain reaction and hardly fair.
"Miss Winters, I just asked you a question. Are you going to join Potter for detention? He also seems to think he's too good to answer me when I bother talking to him," Snape said. I looked up into his beady dark eyes and mentally sighed. What a girl does for her fellow Hufflepuffs. At least she was given two points every class she went to.....as long as Snape didn't take that and more away.
"Miss Winters," he hissed, "answer me."
"No I don't want detention sir," she whispered.
"Ten points from Hufflepuff and detention tonight here in the dungeons at eight a'clock sharp," he informed her and his robes blew around as he moved back to his desk.
"Longbottom, don't bother coming to my class if you're going to destroy the classroom. You're making us all go insane like those poor parents of yours," Snape said in a bored tone. Kaitlin gasped and saw Hermione Granger restraining Ron Weasley and Harry Potter from going after Snape.
Draco was quietly snickering and Kaitlin glared at him until she was sure he felt it. He looked in her direction and glared straight back. She hated this class. Feeling stupid was so much better than feeling helpless. She ripped a piece of paper off her scroll and quickly used her feather and ink to write a note to Neville.
Don't worry Neville. It's okay. Nobody cares. We are still your friends.
Fellow Potions Hater,
Kaitlin
She put her wand in her lap and hid it in the creases of her robes. She moved her hand with the wand and the note quickly zoomed to Neville and landed in his lap. No one noticed. Kaitlin looked back down at her list and added a few more things to it. Then something landed right on her scroll. She looked over at Neville who still seemed to be reading her note.
She quickly opened it and held it in her lap; she looked down at it.
I'm doing detention tonight, Winters. Prefect, remember? Ten points from Hufflepuff for passing notes and fifteen for reading this. Be here at eight tonight as Snape said. It's a date.
Oh no, Kaitlin mentally groaned and hid the note before Snape could see. Neville had accidently dropped Kaitlin's note in his potion he was reduing.
Blimey, how can he be that bad at potions? Kaitlin wondered and looked back at her list.
Okay, Kaitlin knew how, cause she was that bad. She went back to her list again and tried not to think of the horrid things in store for her during detention. Not that she was pleased Draco was in charge of detention, but it would hopefully be better than having Snape in charge...right?
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Somewhere between you and despair, I fell in love with chocolate
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Really cool! Post more soon!
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Keep going Katelin!!!!
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Miks, not much. :P Just a lot of nerf war, writing, and lots of engery cause school's OUT FOR SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOO HOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! SCHOOL'S OUT FOR EVER!!!!!!!!! (Don't I wish. :P)
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"Draco!" Narcissa Malfoy exclaimed and crushed her son in a hug.
"Mother," Draco said and gently pushed away from her.
"What are you doing-" then she realized that there was someone else in the room.
"Who is your friend, dear?" she asked curiously.
"This is Kaitlin Winters," he answered and stepped back to her.
"A pureblood I presume?"
"Yes, actually," Kaitlin said. "But, they're gone a lot so I live with my grandfather."
"Oh, that's nice, dear. Would you like a refreshment?"
"Um, yes please. Thank you," Kaitlin said.
"A house elf will show you the selections," she said and called for one. House elves are very....interesting, Kaitlin thought. She'd never had one because her grandfather could never stand them.
"Come this way, Miss Winters," the house elf said and Kaitlin followed him when Draco nodded at her.
***
"Draco, why in Merlin's beard did you bring her here?"
"I wasn't thinking, Mother," Draco said. "I'm sorry."
"Does she even know about your...duty?"
"No, and I don't plan to tell her."
"Then you better stay away from her Draco. You both could get hurt."
Draco ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
"I know Mom, but... I just..."
"What?"
"I can't explain it Mother."
"Well, since she's in Slytherin, you'll still get to see her."
"She's not in Slything, Mom."
"Really? Then which one? Please not Gryffindor Dracie Poo."
"Please do not call me that," Draco clenched teeth.
"All right dear, but what house is she in?"
"Hufflepuff," he muttered.
"What? Draco! Think of what your father would say!"
"I know, Mother. We'll leave straight away."
"Weren't you going to give her a tour? You still can. Just avoid....certain rooms."
"Fine, Mother. Then we'll leave."
"I love you Draco. I'm so sorry you have to do this."
"You too, Mom and I'll be fine," he lied and hid his true emotions. Would he be fine? What would happen?
***
"Thank you for the pumpkin juice," Kaitlin said to the house elf.
"My pleasures, miss," he bowed.
Kaitlin blushed a little, not used to such treatment and decided to ask him something. "May I know your name?"
"Jingle, miss."
"That's a very nice name, Jingle and I thank you again."
The house elf looked flattered and looked down at the floor. His head snapped up a moment later and focused on something behind her.
"Master Malfoy."
"That will be all, Jingle," Draco said.
"Thanks again," Kaitlin said and the house elf nodded and left the room.
"Ready?" Draco asked her.
"For what?" she took a sip of her pumpkin juice.
"The tour."
"Oh, yes I'm ready." They left the dinning room together and Draco showed her all he could and wanted to on the first floor. Then they headed up the stairs to the second. They fell into a comfortable silence and Draco held out his arm as they entered the garden on the grounds. Kaitlin took it and he led her inside. Not many flowers were blooming. But, then again, it was just a little bit after Christmas. *CONTINUATION SOON*
Thanks guys! Hope ya like this one! :D
"Draco!" Narcissa Malfoy exclaimed and crushed her son in a hug.
"Mother," Draco said and gently pushed away from her.
"What are you doing-" then she realized that there was someone else in the room.
"Who is your friend, dear?" she asked curiously.
"This is Kaitlin Winters," he answered and stepped back to her.
"A pureblood I presume?"
"Yes, actually," Kaitlin said. "But, they're gone a lot so I live with my grandfather."
"Oh, that's nice, dear. Would you like a refreshment?"
"Um, yes please. Thank you," Kaitlin said.
"A house elf will show you the selections," she said and called for one. House elves are very....interesting, Kaitlin thought. She'd never had one because her grandfather could never stand them.
"Come this way, Miss Winters," the house elf said and Kaitlin followed him when Draco nodded at her.
***
"Draco, why in Merlin's beard did you bring her here?"
"I wasn't thinking, Mother," Draco said. "I'm sorry."
"Does she even know about your...duty?"
"No, and I don't plan to tell her."
"Then you better stay away from her Draco. You both could get hurt."
Draco ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
"I know Mom, but... I just..."
"What?"
"I can't explain it Mother."
"Well, since she's in Slytherin, you'll still get to see her."
"She's not in Slything, Mom."
"Really? Then which one? Please not Gryffindor Dracie Poo."
"Please do not call me that," Draco clenched teeth.
"All right dear, but what house is she in?"
"Hufflepuff," he muttered.
"What? Draco! Think of what your father would say!"
"I know, Mother. We'll leave straight away."
"Weren't you going to give her a tour? You still can. Just avoid....certain rooms."
"Fine, Mother. Then we'll leave."
"I love you Draco. I'm so sorry you have to do this."
"You too, Mom and I'll be fine," he lied and hid his true emotions. Would he be fine? What would happen?
***
"Thank you for the pumpkin juice," Kaitlin said to the house elf.
"My pleasures, miss," he bowed.
Kaitlin blushed a little, not used to such treatment and decided to ask him something. "May I know your name?"
"Jingle, miss."
"That's a very nice name, Jingle and I thank you again."
The house elf looked flattered and looked down at the floor. His head snapped up a moment later and focused on something behind her.
"Master Malfoy."
"That will be all, Jingle," Draco said.
"Thanks again," Kaitlin said and the house elf nodded and left the room.
"Ready?" Draco asked her.
"For what?" she took a sip of her pumpkin juice.
"The tour."
"Oh, yes I'm ready." They left the dinning room together and Draco showed her all he could and wanted to on the first floor. Then they headed up the stairs to the second. They fell into a comfortable silence and Draco held out his arm as they entered the garden on the grounds. Kaitlin took it and he led her inside. Not many flowers were blooming. But, then again, it was just a little bit after Christmas. *CONTINUATION SOON*
Life is a song and your ♥ writes the lyrics
Be yourself, the world needs oRiginaLity. ✌☮
Somewhere between you and despair, I fell in love with chocolate
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(I'll be the first to admit......I'm a sucker for sad romance.....so it's a little sad.....:P)
*CONTINUED*
"Draco?" she asked.
"Yes?" he replied.
"Why were there...certain rooms...I wasn't allowed in?" she asked and at his silence, started to blab. "I mean, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I understand. People need their privacy and-" but Draco put a hand over her mouth.
"Stop," he said. "It's okay. I'll try to explain," he said; walked her to a bench and sat down. He took her hand in his and started rubbing it. She hadn't worn gloves and neither had he.
"Winters," he said quietly, "for a little while, you and I can be friends. Maybe even more, but afterwards you won't exist for me anymore."
"What do you mean by, I won't exist?"
"You'll still be there, but I'll ignore you completely," he said, not looking at her.
"Can you tell me why?"
"Only that I don't want you invovled in...certain things."
"And those things include you, don't they?" she murmured and he nodded.
He had to do this for her own good. For his own good, he told himself. But, his heart didn't agree.
"I have to do ...something. And the rooms I didn't take you in, I thought you wouldn't want to see them."
"So......we can be friends for a time, then we....just end the whole thing? Act like it never happened?" she asked quietly.
His grip tightened on her hand and he looked in her eyes. Eyes that were shimmering with tears.
"I'm sorry for breaking up with you, but it's for the best," he said gently. "Or at least for telling you we will break up."
Her laugh came out more like a sob. "It's not like you were my boyfriend or anything," she forced a smile.
But he wanted to be.
"Ready to go back to school?" he asked and stood up.
"Wait, I need to ask you something," she said and grabbed his arm. He faced her.
"Do you have any feelings for me at all?" she asked and blinked the tears away.
Now was the time for him to lie. He had to, for both their sakes. She had no idea what he had to do or who he would become.
"No," he said and it took great effort to make his voice sound indifferent.
"Really?" she asked and a small smile played at the corners of her mouth.
"Really," he said and she stood up, facing him. Why was she smiling? Wasn't he breaking her heart?
"Are you sure?" she asked and laughed a little at something he hadn't understood.
"Yes," he swallowed.
She stood on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.
"Again, I'm asking," she said. He didn't know what to do. He had to keep his distance. He couldn't let her know how much this hurt him.
He couldn't stand there and let her think they had a chance. He couldn't let her down, and yet, he was.
"No, Kaitlin. I'm sorry," he said. And the smile in her eyes shattered like a fallen chandelier. She stepped back.
He didn't want her to leave him. He wanted her to stay there. He wanted to kiss her back.
He wished Kaitlin hadn't come at such a time. Couldn't he have started liking her in the first year? They could've had lots of time. And now.....they had none.
"Then that's...okay," she said quietly, not looking at him. "Lets just go back to school."
He didn't want to end things like this. He started to say, maybe in the future, but he couldn't promise her that.
Besides, if he didn't do this job, the dark lord might find out about Kaitlin and he would NOT let that happen.
"Okay, lets go," she said. They spaced themselves away from each other and went back in the house.
"Draco, how did the garden look?" Narcissa asked as she came in the room.
She saw the look on both their faces and snapped her mouth shut.
"Thank you for visiting dear," she said quietly to Kaitlin.
"Thank you for having me," she murmured. Draco led her to the fireplace and grabbed some floo powder.
"Hogwarts, Room of Requirement!" Draco said and they both disappeared.
***
Narcissa shook her head and fell into a chair. Her little boy. Why did this have to happen to him?
Snape was supposed to be helping him, yet there was no sign of such a thing.
And what about the girl? She could tell Draco had strong feelings for the her.
There was something special about her, but Mrs. Malfoy couldn't put her finger on it.
Why did Draco have to let go of her? What was to happen to both of them?
She stood up, grabbed a quill and someparchment.
She walked over to her husbands desk in his office and sat down.
Snape,
Draco seems to have,....hurt himself. Not physically and not that you can see by appearance. If you notice a change in him, owl me immediatly. Please. This is very, very important. And may I ask what you know about a Kaitlin Winters?
Thank you,
Narcissa M.
*CONTINUED*
"Draco?" she asked.
"Yes?" he replied.
"Why were there...certain rooms...I wasn't allowed in?" she asked and at his silence, started to blab. "I mean, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I understand. People need their privacy and-" but Draco put a hand over her mouth.
"Stop," he said. "It's okay. I'll try to explain," he said; walked her to a bench and sat down. He took her hand in his and started rubbing it. She hadn't worn gloves and neither had he.
"Winters," he said quietly, "for a little while, you and I can be friends. Maybe even more, but afterwards you won't exist for me anymore."
"What do you mean by, I won't exist?"
"You'll still be there, but I'll ignore you completely," he said, not looking at her.
"Can you tell me why?"
"Only that I don't want you invovled in...certain things."
"And those things include you, don't they?" she murmured and he nodded.
He had to do this for her own good. For his own good, he told himself. But, his heart didn't agree.
"I have to do ...something. And the rooms I didn't take you in, I thought you wouldn't want to see them."
"So......we can be friends for a time, then we....just end the whole thing? Act like it never happened?" she asked quietly.
His grip tightened on her hand and he looked in her eyes. Eyes that were shimmering with tears.
"I'm sorry for breaking up with you, but it's for the best," he said gently. "Or at least for telling you we will break up."
Her laugh came out more like a sob. "It's not like you were my boyfriend or anything," she forced a smile.
But he wanted to be.
"Ready to go back to school?" he asked and stood up.
"Wait, I need to ask you something," she said and grabbed his arm. He faced her.
"Do you have any feelings for me at all?" she asked and blinked the tears away.
Now was the time for him to lie. He had to, for both their sakes. She had no idea what he had to do or who he would become.
"No," he said and it took great effort to make his voice sound indifferent.
"Really?" she asked and a small smile played at the corners of her mouth.
"Really," he said and she stood up, facing him. Why was she smiling? Wasn't he breaking her heart?
"Are you sure?" she asked and laughed a little at something he hadn't understood.
"Yes," he swallowed.
She stood on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.
"Again, I'm asking," she said. He didn't know what to do. He had to keep his distance. He couldn't let her know how much this hurt him.
He couldn't stand there and let her think they had a chance. He couldn't let her down, and yet, he was.
"No, Kaitlin. I'm sorry," he said. And the smile in her eyes shattered like a fallen chandelier. She stepped back.
He didn't want her to leave him. He wanted her to stay there. He wanted to kiss her back.
He wished Kaitlin hadn't come at such a time. Couldn't he have started liking her in the first year? They could've had lots of time. And now.....they had none.
"Then that's...okay," she said quietly, not looking at him. "Lets just go back to school."
He didn't want to end things like this. He started to say, maybe in the future, but he couldn't promise her that.
Besides, if he didn't do this job, the dark lord might find out about Kaitlin and he would NOT let that happen.
"Okay, lets go," she said. They spaced themselves away from each other and went back in the house.
"Draco, how did the garden look?" Narcissa asked as she came in the room.
She saw the look on both their faces and snapped her mouth shut.
"Thank you for visiting dear," she said quietly to Kaitlin.
"Thank you for having me," she murmured. Draco led her to the fireplace and grabbed some floo powder.
"Hogwarts, Room of Requirement!" Draco said and they both disappeared.
***
Narcissa shook her head and fell into a chair. Her little boy. Why did this have to happen to him?
Snape was supposed to be helping him, yet there was no sign of such a thing.
And what about the girl? She could tell Draco had strong feelings for the her.
There was something special about her, but Mrs. Malfoy couldn't put her finger on it.
Why did Draco have to let go of her? What was to happen to both of them?
She stood up, grabbed a quill and someparchment.
She walked over to her husbands desk in his office and sat down.
Snape,
Draco seems to have,....hurt himself. Not physically and not that you can see by appearance. If you notice a change in him, owl me immediatly. Please. This is very, very important. And may I ask what you know about a Kaitlin Winters?
Thank you,
Narcissa M.
Life is a song and your ♥ writes the lyrics
Be yourself, the world needs oRiginaLity. ✌☮
Somewhere between you and despair, I fell in love with chocolate
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Can't wait to see what happens next!
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Doing this for all those who are helping me sponser my good friend Emily................So here we go. :D
"Draco," a voice said in it's dull drawl. "Come into my office." Draco slowly turned around. Professor Snape stared down his nose at him. His black coal eyes noticed the change in young Mr. Malfoy. Shadows under his eyes almost looked like bruises. He had lost weight when he hadn't needed to. He looked sickly and even paler than before. What exactly had made this happen? Draco's eyes didn't show any emotion what-so-ever either. Nothing at all.
"Yes, Professer?"
"Come."
"Yes, sir," he said in monotone. What was wrong with the boy? No sneering, no backtalk, no feeling at all.
He led Draco into his office and guestured to a seat. The boy slowly sat down and it seemed the energy drained out of him.
"Draco?" Draco looked up at Snape. "What is going on?"
"Nothing," he said. "It's none of your business," he tried to fill his voice with hatered, but he just didn't have the strengh.
"I've noticed you've been tailing Miss Kaitlin Winters," Snape murmured, now sitting behind his desk.
"No, you must be mistaken. I have not," Draco lied.
"Really? I have proof, boy."
Draco leaned back. "Besides, the deed is almost done," he said and didn't look at Snape.
"Draco, I demand you tell me what's going on!"
"Winters doesn't mean a thing to me," he spat the words.
"So you wouldn't mind if the Dark Lord killed her?" Snape asked quietly. What color was in Draco's face, slowly left him.
He didn't speak, he just sat there.
"That's not going to happen," he hissed.
"How?" Snape asked. It had happened to the girl he'd loved.
"I just won't let it," Draco said, shaking his head.
"You can't stop him," Snape said, putting weight on each word.
"I won't give him a reason to even touch her."
"So you will do what needs to be done?" Snape asked. Draco stood up and leaned over the desk. Face to face with Snape.
"Yes, I will." And he had to stay away from Kaitlin, Draco told himself.
***
"Oh, you look bloody awful," Zach observed from a chair beside her.
She ignored him and looked back at the fire.
"It's been a week," she heard a first year say, "and she's still acting like the world has ended."
It had, but only for her.
It all started when they got back from Malfoy Manor. They hadn't gotten in trouble. Draco had walked her to the entrance to her dorm, then kissed her on the cheek. That was it. Nothing else. The next day, he didn't speak to her or look at her. No contact. She didn't understand what she had done wrong. Was it something she'd said? She'd only spent one day with the guy and she liked him more than anyone else.
Now, he was totally ignoring her. And it had been fourteen days, 10 hours, and forty-two minutes later.
Not that she was counting.
People were talking, laughing, and they asked what was wrong with her. Finally, Kaitlin got out of the chair and went up to her dorm room. No one was in there, so she put on a nightgown. She looked in the mirror. She had drasticly changed over the past two weeks. Her clothes, which used to have a nice and comfortable fit, now hung off her.
Her eyes didn't shine. She didn't laugh, sing, have fun..........Not anymore. She should just move on with her life. It was ridicilous! She shouldn't be feeling this way over a boy! Gosh! She had school to worry about.
But did that stop her from feeling like there was no light in the darkness? No.
She crawled into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. What had made Draco ignore her? Not talk to her? Was it his mother? What it was, she had no clue. She decided to tough up and she would find out what had made this happen. Even if it killed her. She could deal with it as long as she knew why. So tomorrow, she would confront Draco Malfoy and then, she'd know the truth.
With that, she slowly fell into a dreamless sleep. One that didn't make her dream of Draco. The first one in two weeks.
"Draco," a voice said in it's dull drawl. "Come into my office." Draco slowly turned around. Professor Snape stared down his nose at him. His black coal eyes noticed the change in young Mr. Malfoy. Shadows under his eyes almost looked like bruises. He had lost weight when he hadn't needed to. He looked sickly and even paler than before. What exactly had made this happen? Draco's eyes didn't show any emotion what-so-ever either. Nothing at all.
"Yes, Professer?"
"Come."
"Yes, sir," he said in monotone. What was wrong with the boy? No sneering, no backtalk, no feeling at all.
He led Draco into his office and guestured to a seat. The boy slowly sat down and it seemed the energy drained out of him.
"Draco?" Draco looked up at Snape. "What is going on?"
"Nothing," he said. "It's none of your business," he tried to fill his voice with hatered, but he just didn't have the strengh.
"I've noticed you've been tailing Miss Kaitlin Winters," Snape murmured, now sitting behind his desk.
"No, you must be mistaken. I have not," Draco lied.
"Really? I have proof, boy."
Draco leaned back. "Besides, the deed is almost done," he said and didn't look at Snape.
"Draco, I demand you tell me what's going on!"
"Winters doesn't mean a thing to me," he spat the words.
"So you wouldn't mind if the Dark Lord killed her?" Snape asked quietly. What color was in Draco's face, slowly left him.
He didn't speak, he just sat there.
"That's not going to happen," he hissed.
"How?" Snape asked. It had happened to the girl he'd loved.
"I just won't let it," Draco said, shaking his head.
"You can't stop him," Snape said, putting weight on each word.
"I won't give him a reason to even touch her."
"So you will do what needs to be done?" Snape asked. Draco stood up and leaned over the desk. Face to face with Snape.
"Yes, I will." And he had to stay away from Kaitlin, Draco told himself.
***
"Oh, you look bloody awful," Zach observed from a chair beside her.
She ignored him and looked back at the fire.
"It's been a week," she heard a first year say, "and she's still acting like the world has ended."
It had, but only for her.
It all started when they got back from Malfoy Manor. They hadn't gotten in trouble. Draco had walked her to the entrance to her dorm, then kissed her on the cheek. That was it. Nothing else. The next day, he didn't speak to her or look at her. No contact. She didn't understand what she had done wrong. Was it something she'd said? She'd only spent one day with the guy and she liked him more than anyone else.
Now, he was totally ignoring her. And it had been fourteen days, 10 hours, and forty-two minutes later.
Not that she was counting.
People were talking, laughing, and they asked what was wrong with her. Finally, Kaitlin got out of the chair and went up to her dorm room. No one was in there, so she put on a nightgown. She looked in the mirror. She had drasticly changed over the past two weeks. Her clothes, which used to have a nice and comfortable fit, now hung off her.
Her eyes didn't shine. She didn't laugh, sing, have fun..........Not anymore. She should just move on with her life. It was ridicilous! She shouldn't be feeling this way over a boy! Gosh! She had school to worry about.
But did that stop her from feeling like there was no light in the darkness? No.
She crawled into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. What had made Draco ignore her? Not talk to her? Was it his mother? What it was, she had no clue. She decided to tough up and she would find out what had made this happen. Even if it killed her. She could deal with it as long as she knew why. So tomorrow, she would confront Draco Malfoy and then, she'd know the truth.
With that, she slowly fell into a dreamless sleep. One that didn't make her dream of Draco. The first one in two weeks.
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THANK YOU FOR POSTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I feel so bad for poor Draco... :( And Kaitlin....
I feel so bad for poor Draco... :( And Kaitlin....
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Awesome!
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This is great!!
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LOVE the storie:)
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AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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(Boy, have I missed this story. :P)
"Malfoy." He turned at the sound of his name. There was Kaitlin, glaring at him like he was some bug that flew into her pumpkin juice.
"Winters," he said, just as coldly.
"Come with me," she said briskly, grabbing his arm and pulling him out of sight of others.
She pulled him up the stairs until she reached the room of requirement. She looked around and saw Harry Potter. She raised an eyebrow at him. He did the same. She made a shooing motion and Draco noticed.
"What are you doing?" he asked. She looked up at him and put a finger to her lips. Pulling him into the room, she shut the door.
"Just what in Merlin's beard is going on?" she screamed at him. Losing control of her temper and her emotional self, she tried not to cry. "What did I do? I've crushed on you forever. You give me attention and then toss me out like a dirty rag! Didn't you wonder how this made me feel? Tell me Draco, did you?" The tortured look in her eyes almost made him confess.
"It's in your best interest. I can't tell you. If I did, you'd......," he trailed off, softly, looking around the room. It was a room full of mirrors. Their reflections staring back at them.
"What does that even mean? 'In your best interest'," she mimicked. Tears streamed down her face and she didn't even notice. He wanted to explain, to break down and tell her everything. But he just couldn't. Why couldn't she have come years ago, he thought? Why did he have to notice her now?
***
She swallowed, hard. "You know Draco? I just don't care anymore. It was just a day. I should have thought nothing of it. It was just a one time thing. I was just making a big deal of what I thought was going on. I thought you liked me, but I guess I was wrong. I was wrong about a lot of things." With that, she stormed out of the room. Rushing to the bathroom, she sobbed her heart out while Moaning Murtle laughed at her. Repeatedly.
"I know you. You're that girl. The one hanging around with that boy. The cute one, you know. And now he's broken your heart," she laughed.
***
Draco looked at the mirrors. Her face was still their. Taunt and haunted. He'd done that to her. He should've stayed away in the first place.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
For the next few days, he watched Kaitlin. She stopped going to classes and, was scarecly seen. The only one person who'd talked to her was Hermione Granger. Filthy Mudblood. But he was glad Kaitlin had at least some kind of company she enjoyed.
He thought about Kaitlin and how he'd changed within a few precious hours of time with. He couldn't do it. He wouldn't go throught with it.
Not anymore.
***
"Draco, do you have any idea what the Dark Lord will do to you? And to her?" Snape asked, livid with worry.
Though Draco just thought he was mad.
"I don't care. We can go into hiding."
"It won't work."
"I'll make sure it will."
"There's no possibility of that happening," Snape said.
"You could help."
"I can't do that."
"Yes, you can," Draco said.
"It's just about the girl, isn't it?" he asked.
An enchanted look came over Draco and he actually looked happy and normal. "She's everything."
"I once knew a man," Snape said slowly, "who fell in love with a girl. She ended up marrying his enemy. Then, another man, extrememly powerful, wanted the girl and her husband dead. The man I knew begged for the powerful man to spare the woman. Did he? No, even though he would do anything for the powerful man," Snape said. His eyes started to tear up and he broke down inside, once again.
Draco watched as Snape tried to hide his emotion. "The rest?" he asked quietly.
"She'd had a son. My friend, well, not even my friend, was supposed to help the boy. But anyway, the girl wasn't saved and our lord is even more powerful now than the other man."
But Draco had put it together. Harry Potter's mom was Snape's true love. The powerful man was Lord Voldemort. No.
***
"No!" Voldemort screamed. "The boy, the stupid Malfoy boy! He will pay!" He'd felt him make the decision. No, that would not happen. Snape would see to that, but the great Voldemort felt a nagging of doubt.
"I'll see to the girl," he said, petting his snake. "She won't live for long."
***
"Kaitlin, I'm sorry, it'll get better," Hermione said and handed her a cup of water.
"You have Ron," she whispered. "And I feel horrible."
She'd become sick, deathly sick, and Draco hadn't come to see her. He doesn't even know you're sick you git, she told herself.
"Do they have any idea what's wrong?" Hermione asked.
Kaitlin shook her head no and even that hurt. No medicene or spell would help and no one knew anything about why she was sick.
"How did you become sick?" she asked gently.
"I don't know," Kaitlin whispered. "I was sleeping and then I dreamed that someone was standing over me and waving their wand, muttering something. I jerked awake and found there was no one, but then that's when I felt like I'd been beaten up by someone even bigger than Hagrid. Then, I lost engery, it hurt to move, to breathe, to wake up, to talk. And it just gets worse."
Hermione smoothed Kaitlin's hair back.
"It'll be okay, Kait," she said. Though she hadn't found anything in the library. Time to talk to the only two people who could help. Kaitlin fell asleep and Hermione noticed her breathing was shallow. The sick ward was empty except for Kaitlin.
Hermione knew what she had to do. Talk to Dumbledore, and.........Draco Malfoy. Then afterwards, talk to Ron and Harry about the whole thing. Kaitlin was dying and Hermione realized it. Something altogether was at work here....
And she was about to find out just what.
"Malfoy." He turned at the sound of his name. There was Kaitlin, glaring at him like he was some bug that flew into her pumpkin juice.
"Winters," he said, just as coldly.
"Come with me," she said briskly, grabbing his arm and pulling him out of sight of others.
She pulled him up the stairs until she reached the room of requirement. She looked around and saw Harry Potter. She raised an eyebrow at him. He did the same. She made a shooing motion and Draco noticed.
"What are you doing?" he asked. She looked up at him and put a finger to her lips. Pulling him into the room, she shut the door.
"Just what in Merlin's beard is going on?" she screamed at him. Losing control of her temper and her emotional self, she tried not to cry. "What did I do? I've crushed on you forever. You give me attention and then toss me out like a dirty rag! Didn't you wonder how this made me feel? Tell me Draco, did you?" The tortured look in her eyes almost made him confess.
"It's in your best interest. I can't tell you. If I did, you'd......," he trailed off, softly, looking around the room. It was a room full of mirrors. Their reflections staring back at them.
"What does that even mean? 'In your best interest'," she mimicked. Tears streamed down her face and she didn't even notice. He wanted to explain, to break down and tell her everything. But he just couldn't. Why couldn't she have come years ago, he thought? Why did he have to notice her now?
***
She swallowed, hard. "You know Draco? I just don't care anymore. It was just a day. I should have thought nothing of it. It was just a one time thing. I was just making a big deal of what I thought was going on. I thought you liked me, but I guess I was wrong. I was wrong about a lot of things." With that, she stormed out of the room. Rushing to the bathroom, she sobbed her heart out while Moaning Murtle laughed at her. Repeatedly.
"I know you. You're that girl. The one hanging around with that boy. The cute one, you know. And now he's broken your heart," she laughed.
***
Draco looked at the mirrors. Her face was still their. Taunt and haunted. He'd done that to her. He should've stayed away in the first place.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
For the next few days, he watched Kaitlin. She stopped going to classes and, was scarecly seen. The only one person who'd talked to her was Hermione Granger. Filthy Mudblood. But he was glad Kaitlin had at least some kind of company she enjoyed.
He thought about Kaitlin and how he'd changed within a few precious hours of time with. He couldn't do it. He wouldn't go throught with it.
Not anymore.
***
"Draco, do you have any idea what the Dark Lord will do to you? And to her?" Snape asked, livid with worry.
Though Draco just thought he was mad.
"I don't care. We can go into hiding."
"It won't work."
"I'll make sure it will."
"There's no possibility of that happening," Snape said.
"You could help."
"I can't do that."
"Yes, you can," Draco said.
"It's just about the girl, isn't it?" he asked.
An enchanted look came over Draco and he actually looked happy and normal. "She's everything."
"I once knew a man," Snape said slowly, "who fell in love with a girl. She ended up marrying his enemy. Then, another man, extrememly powerful, wanted the girl and her husband dead. The man I knew begged for the powerful man to spare the woman. Did he? No, even though he would do anything for the powerful man," Snape said. His eyes started to tear up and he broke down inside, once again.
Draco watched as Snape tried to hide his emotion. "The rest?" he asked quietly.
"She'd had a son. My friend, well, not even my friend, was supposed to help the boy. But anyway, the girl wasn't saved and our lord is even more powerful now than the other man."
But Draco had put it together. Harry Potter's mom was Snape's true love. The powerful man was Lord Voldemort. No.
***
"No!" Voldemort screamed. "The boy, the stupid Malfoy boy! He will pay!" He'd felt him make the decision. No, that would not happen. Snape would see to that, but the great Voldemort felt a nagging of doubt.
"I'll see to the girl," he said, petting his snake. "She won't live for long."
***
"Kaitlin, I'm sorry, it'll get better," Hermione said and handed her a cup of water.
"You have Ron," she whispered. "And I feel horrible."
She'd become sick, deathly sick, and Draco hadn't come to see her. He doesn't even know you're sick you git, she told herself.
"Do they have any idea what's wrong?" Hermione asked.
Kaitlin shook her head no and even that hurt. No medicene or spell would help and no one knew anything about why she was sick.
"How did you become sick?" she asked gently.
"I don't know," Kaitlin whispered. "I was sleeping and then I dreamed that someone was standing over me and waving their wand, muttering something. I jerked awake and found there was no one, but then that's when I felt like I'd been beaten up by someone even bigger than Hagrid. Then, I lost engery, it hurt to move, to breathe, to wake up, to talk. And it just gets worse."
Hermione smoothed Kaitlin's hair back.
"It'll be okay, Kait," she said. Though she hadn't found anything in the library. Time to talk to the only two people who could help. Kaitlin fell asleep and Hermione noticed her breathing was shallow. The sick ward was empty except for Kaitlin.
Hermione knew what she had to do. Talk to Dumbledore, and.........Draco Malfoy. Then afterwards, talk to Ron and Harry about the whole thing. Kaitlin was dying and Hermione realized it. Something altogether was at work here....
And she was about to find out just what.
Life is a song and your ♥ writes the lyrics
Be yourself, the world needs oRiginaLity. ✌☮
Somewhere between you and despair, I fell in love with chocolate
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LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!! I Just hope ther R some happy parts! :D
I shook my family tree and a bunch of nuts fell out!!!
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"Miss Granger, I am fully aware of Miss Winter's illness. All my teachers are working on a cure. She'll be fine."
"But she's dying!" Hermione sobbed. Dumbledor placed his hand on her shoulder.
"We all die, Hermione. I know it's hard, but she'll get better. She will."
"But, but," she mumbled.
"Now, if you will excuse me, I need to help with that cure.
And with that, he ushered Hermione out of his office.
***
"Granger," Draco spit. She nodded slightly.
"We need to talk."
"About what?" he sneered. "Potter?"
"No," she clenched her teeth. "Kaitlin."
"I'm a little too busy," he lied.
"She's dying, Malfoy," she said sofly. Draco sucked in his breath. No way. This was not happening. His dark mark started to itch.
"Fine, I guess seeing me would be her last wish. Take me to her," he said. trying to contain composure.
His breath started to hitch in his chest, his head throbbed, the world started to take an interesting spin.
"Come on," Hermione muttered and pulled him all the way to the hospital room. Kaitlin was no where in sight.
"Where is-"
"She's in a special room. Now, shh," Hermione whispered. Draco nodded. "You need to tell me exactly why you broke up with her. Or why would she become sick. Did you slip her poison? What about Crabbe or Goyle? There's many possibilities."
"Stop," Draco demanded. "I've never done anything like that to her, nor I ever would."
"I don't know if I can believe you, but we need to save her. What would have caused her to ...." she trailed off.
"I'll help," Draco said.
"Good, but so are Harry and Ron."
"I'll put up with Potter and Weasley," he said coldly, trying not to let Hermione see what he was thinking.
"Do you want to see her?"
"Where's Madam Pomfrey?" he asked quietly.
"On break, I told her I'd watch Kaitlin. Hang on a moment."
"Madam Pomfrey?" she called out. No answer. "Yes, she's gone. Now, let's go."
Draco followed Hermione all the way to the back. She felt the air in front of her and made some motions with her hands. a door appeared and they stepped through. A room filled with bottles of potions lined a window sill and light spilled onto a bed. A bed with a ghostly white Kaitlin Winters on it.
She was laying down, her hair spilled out around her head. She was weak. No color, or laughter in her face. She had her eyes closed and her breathing was extremely shallow. There were dark circles under her eyes as well.
"She's going to make it though, right?" he asked.
"I don't know," Hermione had tears in her eyes and stepped over to one side of the bed and went to Kaitlin.
"Hey," she whispered, smoothing Kaitlin's hair. No response. "I don't think you should talk to her," she whispered. "This probably wasn't a good idea-"
***
"What's not a good ..idea? Who," Kaitlin took a deep breath, "should I not...talk to?" her voice came out raw and it sounded like whimpers, but Hermione understood.
"Shh, it'll all be okay. Go back to sleep." Kaitlin hadn't seen Malfoy yet, good.
"Who?" Kaitlin asked again.
"No one."
"Tell me," came her tortured whisper.
"It's......"
***
Draco watched the two interact. Kaitlin was so sick and weak. She hadn't even noticed him. Her eyes were half closed and he wasn't even in her line of vision. His mark started to itch even worse. He turned around and quickly looked at it. The skin around it was red and raw. He pushed his robe sleeve back down and turned to face the girls again. Kaitlin's mouth was hanging open and she was looking straight at him. Then she burst into tears.
"Malfoy," Hermione ground out between clenched teeth, "out."
He started to open the door, but something stopped him.
"Don't," Kaitlin gasped for breath. "Don't go."
Hermione made a shooing motion. He didn't want to leave, but if it was best for Kaitlin....
"Please, don't," Kaitlin pleaded. Hermione shook her head.
"Kaitlin," she whispered. "He has to go and you need to rest."
Kaitlin shook her head and tears spilled down her cheeks.
"We're upsetting her," Draco finally said and Kaitlin nodded.
"I know, that's why I want you out!" she exclaimed quietly. Kaitlin quickly shook her head no.
"Hermione," Katelin whispered.
"What?" she asked, soothingly.
"Can you leave us alone?"
Hermione blinked, then slowly nodded. "But only for a minute." She looked uneasy.
"Thank you," Draco whispered as she walk to the door. As soon as she left, Draco went to the side where Hermione had left. He bent down to Kaitlin's level.
"Hi," was her ragged whisper. She looked straight at him and tried to smile.
"So, did you trip on a tree root this time?" he laughed quietly.
She tried to laugh too, but started to cough instead.
"Hey, take it easy," he whispered.
Kaitlin swallowed and Draco wiped the tears off her cheeks.
"Do you," she coughed, "miss me?"
"Yes," you could barely hear his answer.
"Me too," she replied.
"I have to go soon," he said slowly. He didn't want to leave her. "Is there anything you need?"
She nodded and pointed at him.
He chuckled. It felt good to laugh and smile again. He leaned over and kissed her. His dark mark started to burn. He had a hard time not making a noise. Slowly, he pulled away from her. She made a pouty face. He forced a laugh this time, his mark burning to a new intensity. "I'll be back," he whispered and left the room.
***
Hermione came back in after Draco ran out.
Kaitlin had a dreamy look on her face and sighed.
"So, what's the cause for happiness?" Hermione asked.
"I gave in," Kaitlin whispered.
"What?"
"I love him, Hermione. Don't let him in again." Hermione could tell it really pained Kaitlin to do this.
"Why?" she asked quietly.
"I admit I love him, but I don't want him to love me. It'll hurt him when I die," her breathing came even quicker.
"You aren't going to die," Hermione said to her.
"Yes, yes I am," her soft reply bounced off the walls.
***
Draco knew, without a doubt what had caused the sickness. Him. Him being with her. Him changing paths. All because of something she did. He fell in love with her, he became a better person, he decided not to kill the Headmaster of the school.......so what did that get him? A dead girlfriend, that's what. No way was that happening.
***
"This is all your fault, Malfoy!" Harry shouted. "If you'd just stayed away from her!"
"This doesn't make any bloody sense!" Ron yelled and they watched Malfoy take it all in, not saying a word.
"I know," he said at last. "I know it's my fault, but it does make sense. Potter, I can't explain it all to you, okay? But your Headmaster is safe."
"Like you could ever to anything to Dumbledor," Ron laughed.
"Don't push me, Weasley," and he stormed out of the room.
First thing first, he had to pack his trunk.
"But she's dying!" Hermione sobbed. Dumbledor placed his hand on her shoulder.
"We all die, Hermione. I know it's hard, but she'll get better. She will."
"But, but," she mumbled.
"Now, if you will excuse me, I need to help with that cure.
And with that, he ushered Hermione out of his office.
***
"Granger," Draco spit. She nodded slightly.
"We need to talk."
"About what?" he sneered. "Potter?"
"No," she clenched her teeth. "Kaitlin."
"I'm a little too busy," he lied.
"She's dying, Malfoy," she said sofly. Draco sucked in his breath. No way. This was not happening. His dark mark started to itch.
"Fine, I guess seeing me would be her last wish. Take me to her," he said. trying to contain composure.
His breath started to hitch in his chest, his head throbbed, the world started to take an interesting spin.
"Come on," Hermione muttered and pulled him all the way to the hospital room. Kaitlin was no where in sight.
"Where is-"
"She's in a special room. Now, shh," Hermione whispered. Draco nodded. "You need to tell me exactly why you broke up with her. Or why would she become sick. Did you slip her poison? What about Crabbe or Goyle? There's many possibilities."
"Stop," Draco demanded. "I've never done anything like that to her, nor I ever would."
"I don't know if I can believe you, but we need to save her. What would have caused her to ...." she trailed off.
"I'll help," Draco said.
"Good, but so are Harry and Ron."
"I'll put up with Potter and Weasley," he said coldly, trying not to let Hermione see what he was thinking.
"Do you want to see her?"
"Where's Madam Pomfrey?" he asked quietly.
"On break, I told her I'd watch Kaitlin. Hang on a moment."
"Madam Pomfrey?" she called out. No answer. "Yes, she's gone. Now, let's go."
Draco followed Hermione all the way to the back. She felt the air in front of her and made some motions with her hands. a door appeared and they stepped through. A room filled with bottles of potions lined a window sill and light spilled onto a bed. A bed with a ghostly white Kaitlin Winters on it.
She was laying down, her hair spilled out around her head. She was weak. No color, or laughter in her face. She had her eyes closed and her breathing was extremely shallow. There were dark circles under her eyes as well.
"She's going to make it though, right?" he asked.
"I don't know," Hermione had tears in her eyes and stepped over to one side of the bed and went to Kaitlin.
"Hey," she whispered, smoothing Kaitlin's hair. No response. "I don't think you should talk to her," she whispered. "This probably wasn't a good idea-"
***
"What's not a good ..idea? Who," Kaitlin took a deep breath, "should I not...talk to?" her voice came out raw and it sounded like whimpers, but Hermione understood.
"Shh, it'll all be okay. Go back to sleep." Kaitlin hadn't seen Malfoy yet, good.
"Who?" Kaitlin asked again.
"No one."
"Tell me," came her tortured whisper.
"It's......"
***
Draco watched the two interact. Kaitlin was so sick and weak. She hadn't even noticed him. Her eyes were half closed and he wasn't even in her line of vision. His mark started to itch even worse. He turned around and quickly looked at it. The skin around it was red and raw. He pushed his robe sleeve back down and turned to face the girls again. Kaitlin's mouth was hanging open and she was looking straight at him. Then she burst into tears.
"Malfoy," Hermione ground out between clenched teeth, "out."
He started to open the door, but something stopped him.
"Don't," Kaitlin gasped for breath. "Don't go."
Hermione made a shooing motion. He didn't want to leave, but if it was best for Kaitlin....
"Please, don't," Kaitlin pleaded. Hermione shook her head.
"Kaitlin," she whispered. "He has to go and you need to rest."
Kaitlin shook her head and tears spilled down her cheeks.
"We're upsetting her," Draco finally said and Kaitlin nodded.
"I know, that's why I want you out!" she exclaimed quietly. Kaitlin quickly shook her head no.
"Hermione," Katelin whispered.
"What?" she asked, soothingly.
"Can you leave us alone?"
Hermione blinked, then slowly nodded. "But only for a minute." She looked uneasy.
"Thank you," Draco whispered as she walk to the door. As soon as she left, Draco went to the side where Hermione had left. He bent down to Kaitlin's level.
"Hi," was her ragged whisper. She looked straight at him and tried to smile.
"So, did you trip on a tree root this time?" he laughed quietly.
She tried to laugh too, but started to cough instead.
"Hey, take it easy," he whispered.
Kaitlin swallowed and Draco wiped the tears off her cheeks.
"Do you," she coughed, "miss me?"
"Yes," you could barely hear his answer.
"Me too," she replied.
"I have to go soon," he said slowly. He didn't want to leave her. "Is there anything you need?"
She nodded and pointed at him.
He chuckled. It felt good to laugh and smile again. He leaned over and kissed her. His dark mark started to burn. He had a hard time not making a noise. Slowly, he pulled away from her. She made a pouty face. He forced a laugh this time, his mark burning to a new intensity. "I'll be back," he whispered and left the room.
***
Hermione came back in after Draco ran out.
Kaitlin had a dreamy look on her face and sighed.
"So, what's the cause for happiness?" Hermione asked.
"I gave in," Kaitlin whispered.
"What?"
"I love him, Hermione. Don't let him in again." Hermione could tell it really pained Kaitlin to do this.
"Why?" she asked quietly.
"I admit I love him, but I don't want him to love me. It'll hurt him when I die," her breathing came even quicker.
"You aren't going to die," Hermione said to her.
"Yes, yes I am," her soft reply bounced off the walls.
***
Draco knew, without a doubt what had caused the sickness. Him. Him being with her. Him changing paths. All because of something she did. He fell in love with her, he became a better person, he decided not to kill the Headmaster of the school.......so what did that get him? A dead girlfriend, that's what. No way was that happening.
***
"This is all your fault, Malfoy!" Harry shouted. "If you'd just stayed away from her!"
"This doesn't make any bloody sense!" Ron yelled and they watched Malfoy take it all in, not saying a word.
"I know," he said at last. "I know it's my fault, but it does make sense. Potter, I can't explain it all to you, okay? But your Headmaster is safe."
"Like you could ever to anything to Dumbledor," Ron laughed.
"Don't push me, Weasley," and he stormed out of the room.
First thing first, he had to pack his trunk.
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Okay, I know I've been posting here a lot, but I just keep getting ideas!!!! :D Hope ya like it! Anyway, so we continue.........................
Dark robes blew out behind them. Masks hid their faces, but Kaitlin knew without a doubt, those were faces of killers.
"There's no need to be afraid my dear," a voice that was as cold as ice and it hissed like a snake. She shivered. "It will all be over soon. Just a little more time until your precious Draco breaks." Then the vision changed. She was looking outside the castle.. A casket was being carried and another followed.
She looked through the first one and saw Dumbledor. Looking around she realized people were sobbing. Finding Draco, she could tell his eyes were pained and watery. Then, looking in the next casket, her breath caught in her throat. Her. It was her. She watched as she was laid to rest. As soon as that happened, Draco stormed out and back towards the castle.
Follow him.
She tried to speak to Draco once inside, but nothing came out of her mouth.
Then the vision changed again.
"Tell me, Draco," Kaitlin watched herself shout at him. "I can't do this anymore! I can't take it! It's like living isn't worth it. Tell me, please. I can help you. Please, please oh please, tell me."
And Draco just stood there, watching.
Tell me, the voice echoed in her head. She started to slip back into conciousness. Everything hurt so bad she wanted to scream, but she was too weak to do so. Slowly, she opened her eyes to find Draco right beside her. The room was completely dark, but she'd know Draco anywhere. No one else was in the room though. Kaitlin looked at him.
"Draco," she whispered, "what are you doing?"
"Leaving the room," he whispered back. That was best, right? She didn't reply and sucked in a breath. Tears started to fall.
"Don't cry. I won't leave yet if you stop," he said. He bent down to her level.
"Tell me, Draco. Please tell me. It won't make anything worse. I promise. Please." The tears were flowing now.
She gripped his arms with surprising strength. "Tell me," she pleaded.
"It's all my fault," he said, giving in.
***
"No, it isn't," Kaitlin swallowed. She had no idea. Her hands were rubbing his arms, trying to comfort him. He should be comforting her. He kissed her on the forehead.
"Go back to sleep," he said soothingly. He could tell she was tempted, but she resisted.
He started playing with her hair and Kaitlin took that moment to yank up his sleeve. The dark mark was there, and the skin around it inflamed. He yanked it back down and stared at her. Her chin quivered, but she looked him in the eyes.
With what little strength she had, she pulled him down to kiss him full on the mouth.
"I love you," she murmured. He stepped back, a look of disguist on his face.
"How can you still love me?" he asked. "Don't you realize what I am? Who I am?"
She nodded and started to smile, but he put an end to that.
"It's all my fault, Kaitlin. If I'd stayed away from you. If I hadn't grown attached. If I hadn't changed and fell in love with you, you wouldn't be on your deathbed."
"You love me?" she asked so quietly, someone who wasn't paying close attention would've missed it.
"Of course I do," he stepped closer to her. She smiled and looked up at him. He bent down and kissed her. The last kiss they'd ever share, he reminded himself.
He had to find a cure. Once he did, he'd stay away and he'd face what was in store for him.
Pulling away, he smiled slightly. "Goodnight, Kaitlin."
"Love you, Draco." Her eyes closed and in a few moments, she was asleep. He stepped out of the room, picking up his trunk. He was leaving.
He'd just wanted to say goodbye to her. He hadn't thought she'd wake up and discovered he was a Death Eater. Did she care? Oh no, you would've thought a Death Eater was just a lost kitten, waiting to be rescued.
"Draco," Snape said from behind him, "stop."
"I can't," he said. "I have to go."
"There's only one way to find the cure."
"And what's that?" Draco slowly turned around.
"Come with me."
Slowly, Draco followed and soon, they were in Dumbledor's office.
"Why hello, Draco. A little early to be up this soon, isn't it?" Dumbledor eyed the trunk.
Draco didn't reply.
"Headmaster, about the cure for Miss Winters........"
"Aw, her. Miss Granger came for a visit yesterday about her. Very smart girl. Now, about Miss Winters. Draco, if you want to help her, then you must tell me everything."
Kaitlin was worth it, so why was he hesistating? Would he rather waste the last moments of her life, or save her?
"I'm a Death Eater," he said.
"I know," was Dumbledor's reply.
"I was given a mission. To...to kill you."
Dumbledor nodded.
"But, I got.....distracted with.....Kaitlin."
"You fell in love with her," Dumbledor smiled. Snape just stood off to the side, thrown into shadows.
"I.......I changed and I wanted to be better.....for her. I didn't want her to have to deal with things that I do."
***
True love, Dumbledor thought and smiled to himself.
"I decided not to kill you," Draco said.
"I'm extremely pleased with your decision."
Draco looked a little thrown off, but soon regained control.
"Then my mark started to hurt. I didn't see Kaitlin anymore. She didn't go to the Great Hall or any classes. I could never find out where she was. Soon, Granger-"
"Hermione."
"Hermione came to me and told me Kaitlin was dying. She took me to her. My mark started to hurt and itch worse. I got to see her and be with her and I realized it was my fault. I decided not to do something the dark lord wanted and now, he's taking it out on her."
"No Draco, he's taking it out on you," Dumbledor said.
"Then why am I not sick?"
"Who do you care about the most in the world?"
His first thought was Kaitlin, but he said. "Myself."
"Then why are you trying to find a cure? Why haven't you killed me?"
"Her," he quietly admitted.
"So Lord Voldemort" Draco cringed "is taking it out on you," Dumbledor said.
***
He'd never thought of it that way, and it made sense. He thought it was just because Kaitlin had started the change in him, but he was wrong. He was trying to destroy Draco through Kaitlin. It was working.
"How can we cure her?" Draco blurted out.
"I'm not for sure. It would have been much easier for Lord Voldemort to use the killing curse, but I think he had someone cast another curse. I'm not for sure exactly which one it is yet. But we don't have much time. Professer Snape predicts that she has three days left."
"Three days?" Draco asked, shocked. Snape and Dumbledor nodded. "No, no, that can't be."
"But it is," Dumbledor said sadly. "I have decided that you may skip classes for the next three days. In that time, you will help Professer Snape and Sprout, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and Hagrid find a cure for Kaitlin; as well as divide your time with spending it with Miss Winters. Do you understand?"
"Perfectly."
Splendid, now you may go rest. We'll get your trunk taken to your room. It's almost daybreak. Also, we'll have Professer Snape take a look at your arm later. Have a good day, Draco."
Draco nodded and left the office. Leaving his secrect, Snape, and Dumbledor behind.
He made it back to Kaitlin's room without getting caught. She was turning back and forth. Whimpering and crying, she moaned.
Moving towards her, he started to talk.
"It's okay. You're all right. Everything is going to be fine." Still, she shook and thrashed. Then, she started screaming. No one came.
"Kaitlin. Kaitlin! It's all right," he picked her up with the blankets still on her. "You're okay. Calm down. No one's going to hurt you."
Her screams stopped, but the whimpering and crying continued. There was a chair in the corner of the room.
Draco sat down in that with Kaitlin in his arms and started to rock her.
"See? Everything is okay." She slowly relaxed in his arms and sighed.
He pulled out his wand and decided to spy.
He carried her back to the bed and he sat on it with her using his chest as a pillow. He touched his dark mark. It hurt so bad he wanted to scream. It was agony. He held his wand in the other hand and preformed Legilimency. She moaned and started to thrash again.
He saw her memories, visions, and thoughts.
Draco kissing her. Draco being with her. Someone standing over her bed, waving a wand. Starting to be sick. Harry Potter teasing her. Hermione Granger spending time with her. Death Eaters crowding in on her. Seeing herself in a casket. Screaming at him. Dreaming of him. Wishing he was there. Wishing he would stay away so he would feel bad when she died. Wishing he didn't love her, but glowed in the knowledge that he did.
People burning her and him. Torturing them both. Kaitlin started to scream again. While screaming, her thoughts were those of being put through torture.
Watching him die. Watching him while he watched her die.
Voldermort speaking and staring straight at her. Seeing him dead at her feet. A voice called his name. He shook his head. Still it spoke. He blinked and realized, Kaitlin was speaking.
"Draco," she mumbled. He smoothed her hair.
"I'm right here."
"I know," she sighed and relaxed again. "My head hurts. I saw you and your parents," she coughed. "And Lord-"
"Shh, go back to sleep," Draco said.
"But I don't want to," she whined quietly. She tried to twist around to face him, but she was too weak. Draco moved off the bed and moved her up to lean against the headboard with pillows behind her.
"Don't leave," she whispered.
"I'm not." He sat beside her and she leaned against him.
They sat in silence for a few minutes and Draco thought she'd fell asleep.
"Don't love me, Draco," she mumbled.
"Try to stop me," he teased.
"I'm going to die," she sighed. "And I don't want you to be upset about it. I know I'm going to die. You can't stop it."
"You aren't going to die so I won't be upset, but the more you talk about dying, the more upset I'll be."
"Good, then you won't be around me because you'll be mad."
"I won't be upset with you, but with me. If you ever did die, I'd follow soon after."
"Oh don't do that! You still have people who depend on you!" Not really, Draco thought.
"Okay, since we can't agree, let's stop talking about it," he said.
Kaitlin yawned. "Now sleep," Draco demanded.
She leaned over and kissed him. "I don't want to."
"But you need to."
"If I'm going to die, I want to be awake."
"You aren't so you're going to sleep."
"Not if I can change your mind," she coughed.
"Nope, you need sleep. You're sick."
"I'm busy," she whispered.
"Doing what?" he asked bewildered. Stubborn woman.
She kissed him again. "This."
"We can do this," he kissed her back, "later."
"Fine," she yawned and snuggled agaisnt him. "Just don't leave."
"I won't. Sleep well, Winters."
"Dream of me, Malfoy," was her amussed, yet weak reply.
"Always do," he laughed quietly.
Dark robes blew out behind them. Masks hid their faces, but Kaitlin knew without a doubt, those were faces of killers.
"There's no need to be afraid my dear," a voice that was as cold as ice and it hissed like a snake. She shivered. "It will all be over soon. Just a little more time until your precious Draco breaks." Then the vision changed. She was looking outside the castle.. A casket was being carried and another followed.
She looked through the first one and saw Dumbledor. Looking around she realized people were sobbing. Finding Draco, she could tell his eyes were pained and watery. Then, looking in the next casket, her breath caught in her throat. Her. It was her. She watched as she was laid to rest. As soon as that happened, Draco stormed out and back towards the castle.
Follow him.
She tried to speak to Draco once inside, but nothing came out of her mouth.
Then the vision changed again.
"Tell me, Draco," Kaitlin watched herself shout at him. "I can't do this anymore! I can't take it! It's like living isn't worth it. Tell me, please. I can help you. Please, please oh please, tell me."
And Draco just stood there, watching.
Tell me, the voice echoed in her head. She started to slip back into conciousness. Everything hurt so bad she wanted to scream, but she was too weak to do so. Slowly, she opened her eyes to find Draco right beside her. The room was completely dark, but she'd know Draco anywhere. No one else was in the room though. Kaitlin looked at him.
"Draco," she whispered, "what are you doing?"
"Leaving the room," he whispered back. That was best, right? She didn't reply and sucked in a breath. Tears started to fall.
"Don't cry. I won't leave yet if you stop," he said. He bent down to her level.
"Tell me, Draco. Please tell me. It won't make anything worse. I promise. Please." The tears were flowing now.
She gripped his arms with surprising strength. "Tell me," she pleaded.
"It's all my fault," he said, giving in.
***
"No, it isn't," Kaitlin swallowed. She had no idea. Her hands were rubbing his arms, trying to comfort him. He should be comforting her. He kissed her on the forehead.
"Go back to sleep," he said soothingly. He could tell she was tempted, but she resisted.
He started playing with her hair and Kaitlin took that moment to yank up his sleeve. The dark mark was there, and the skin around it inflamed. He yanked it back down and stared at her. Her chin quivered, but she looked him in the eyes.
With what little strength she had, she pulled him down to kiss him full on the mouth.
"I love you," she murmured. He stepped back, a look of disguist on his face.
"How can you still love me?" he asked. "Don't you realize what I am? Who I am?"
She nodded and started to smile, but he put an end to that.
"It's all my fault, Kaitlin. If I'd stayed away from you. If I hadn't grown attached. If I hadn't changed and fell in love with you, you wouldn't be on your deathbed."
"You love me?" she asked so quietly, someone who wasn't paying close attention would've missed it.
"Of course I do," he stepped closer to her. She smiled and looked up at him. He bent down and kissed her. The last kiss they'd ever share, he reminded himself.
He had to find a cure. Once he did, he'd stay away and he'd face what was in store for him.
Pulling away, he smiled slightly. "Goodnight, Kaitlin."
"Love you, Draco." Her eyes closed and in a few moments, she was asleep. He stepped out of the room, picking up his trunk. He was leaving.
He'd just wanted to say goodbye to her. He hadn't thought she'd wake up and discovered he was a Death Eater. Did she care? Oh no, you would've thought a Death Eater was just a lost kitten, waiting to be rescued.
"Draco," Snape said from behind him, "stop."
"I can't," he said. "I have to go."
"There's only one way to find the cure."
"And what's that?" Draco slowly turned around.
"Come with me."
Slowly, Draco followed and soon, they were in Dumbledor's office.
"Why hello, Draco. A little early to be up this soon, isn't it?" Dumbledor eyed the trunk.
Draco didn't reply.
"Headmaster, about the cure for Miss Winters........"
"Aw, her. Miss Granger came for a visit yesterday about her. Very smart girl. Now, about Miss Winters. Draco, if you want to help her, then you must tell me everything."
Kaitlin was worth it, so why was he hesistating? Would he rather waste the last moments of her life, or save her?
"I'm a Death Eater," he said.
"I know," was Dumbledor's reply.
"I was given a mission. To...to kill you."
Dumbledor nodded.
"But, I got.....distracted with.....Kaitlin."
"You fell in love with her," Dumbledor smiled. Snape just stood off to the side, thrown into shadows.
"I.......I changed and I wanted to be better.....for her. I didn't want her to have to deal with things that I do."
***
True love, Dumbledor thought and smiled to himself.
"I decided not to kill you," Draco said.
"I'm extremely pleased with your decision."
Draco looked a little thrown off, but soon regained control.
"Then my mark started to hurt. I didn't see Kaitlin anymore. She didn't go to the Great Hall or any classes. I could never find out where she was. Soon, Granger-"
"Hermione."
"Hermione came to me and told me Kaitlin was dying. She took me to her. My mark started to hurt and itch worse. I got to see her and be with her and I realized it was my fault. I decided not to do something the dark lord wanted and now, he's taking it out on her."
"No Draco, he's taking it out on you," Dumbledor said.
"Then why am I not sick?"
"Who do you care about the most in the world?"
His first thought was Kaitlin, but he said. "Myself."
"Then why are you trying to find a cure? Why haven't you killed me?"
"Her," he quietly admitted.
"So Lord Voldemort" Draco cringed "is taking it out on you," Dumbledor said.
***
He'd never thought of it that way, and it made sense. He thought it was just because Kaitlin had started the change in him, but he was wrong. He was trying to destroy Draco through Kaitlin. It was working.
"How can we cure her?" Draco blurted out.
"I'm not for sure. It would have been much easier for Lord Voldemort to use the killing curse, but I think he had someone cast another curse. I'm not for sure exactly which one it is yet. But we don't have much time. Professer Snape predicts that she has three days left."
"Three days?" Draco asked, shocked. Snape and Dumbledor nodded. "No, no, that can't be."
"But it is," Dumbledor said sadly. "I have decided that you may skip classes for the next three days. In that time, you will help Professer Snape and Sprout, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and Hagrid find a cure for Kaitlin; as well as divide your time with spending it with Miss Winters. Do you understand?"
"Perfectly."
Splendid, now you may go rest. We'll get your trunk taken to your room. It's almost daybreak. Also, we'll have Professer Snape take a look at your arm later. Have a good day, Draco."
Draco nodded and left the office. Leaving his secrect, Snape, and Dumbledor behind.
He made it back to Kaitlin's room without getting caught. She was turning back and forth. Whimpering and crying, she moaned.
Moving towards her, he started to talk.
"It's okay. You're all right. Everything is going to be fine." Still, she shook and thrashed. Then, she started screaming. No one came.
"Kaitlin. Kaitlin! It's all right," he picked her up with the blankets still on her. "You're okay. Calm down. No one's going to hurt you."
Her screams stopped, but the whimpering and crying continued. There was a chair in the corner of the room.
Draco sat down in that with Kaitlin in his arms and started to rock her.
"See? Everything is okay." She slowly relaxed in his arms and sighed.
He pulled out his wand and decided to spy.
He carried her back to the bed and he sat on it with her using his chest as a pillow. He touched his dark mark. It hurt so bad he wanted to scream. It was agony. He held his wand in the other hand and preformed Legilimency. She moaned and started to thrash again.
He saw her memories, visions, and thoughts.
Draco kissing her. Draco being with her. Someone standing over her bed, waving a wand. Starting to be sick. Harry Potter teasing her. Hermione Granger spending time with her. Death Eaters crowding in on her. Seeing herself in a casket. Screaming at him. Dreaming of him. Wishing he was there. Wishing he would stay away so he would feel bad when she died. Wishing he didn't love her, but glowed in the knowledge that he did.
People burning her and him. Torturing them both. Kaitlin started to scream again. While screaming, her thoughts were those of being put through torture.
Watching him die. Watching him while he watched her die.
Voldermort speaking and staring straight at her. Seeing him dead at her feet. A voice called his name. He shook his head. Still it spoke. He blinked and realized, Kaitlin was speaking.
"Draco," she mumbled. He smoothed her hair.
"I'm right here."
"I know," she sighed and relaxed again. "My head hurts. I saw you and your parents," she coughed. "And Lord-"
"Shh, go back to sleep," Draco said.
"But I don't want to," she whined quietly. She tried to twist around to face him, but she was too weak. Draco moved off the bed and moved her up to lean against the headboard with pillows behind her.
"Don't leave," she whispered.
"I'm not." He sat beside her and she leaned against him.
They sat in silence for a few minutes and Draco thought she'd fell asleep.
"Don't love me, Draco," she mumbled.
"Try to stop me," he teased.
"I'm going to die," she sighed. "And I don't want you to be upset about it. I know I'm going to die. You can't stop it."
"You aren't going to die so I won't be upset, but the more you talk about dying, the more upset I'll be."
"Good, then you won't be around me because you'll be mad."
"I won't be upset with you, but with me. If you ever did die, I'd follow soon after."
"Oh don't do that! You still have people who depend on you!" Not really, Draco thought.
"Okay, since we can't agree, let's stop talking about it," he said.
Kaitlin yawned. "Now sleep," Draco demanded.
She leaned over and kissed him. "I don't want to."
"But you need to."
"If I'm going to die, I want to be awake."
"You aren't so you're going to sleep."
"Not if I can change your mind," she coughed.
"Nope, you need sleep. You're sick."
"I'm busy," she whispered.
"Doing what?" he asked bewildered. Stubborn woman.
She kissed him again. "This."
"We can do this," he kissed her back, "later."
"Fine," she yawned and snuggled agaisnt him. "Just don't leave."
"I won't. Sleep well, Winters."
"Dream of me, Malfoy," was her amussed, yet weak reply.
"Always do," he laughed quietly.
Life is a song and your ♥ writes the lyrics
Be yourself, the world needs oRiginaLity. ✌☮
Somewhere between you and despair, I fell in love with chocolate
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AHHHH You make me so happy with your stories!!!!!!!!!!
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AWW!!!!! That was so sweet!!! And long too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D
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How sweet! I never would have imagined Draco being so caring. This story is amazing!
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Aw, thank you guys!!! :D
Life is a song and your ♥ writes the lyrics
Be yourself, the world needs oRiginaLity. ✌☮
Somewhere between you and despair, I fell in love with chocolate
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:D I love this story! Are you going to change the ending, or make it fit somehow? I suppose that explains why Draco was getting paler and thinner. Is this going to have a happy ending? I don't care that much, but just wondering. C'ya!
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Sweet . . . . I just found this!! Awesome!
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I thought that was amazing! I love the chapter. Hope you continue soon! By the way, do you really like Draco or is it just for the story?
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Ooh, suspense! Can't wait for the answers to those questions!
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Wow, Katelin! You're good at making the enemy look like the good guy. I love the chapter!
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Aw, thank you guys sooo much! :D
Charl7ie (couldn't remember where to put the 7 :P),
I'll update Macy Colins too and I haven't decided on an ending yet.....I normally just go with the flow. :P
Hey Alex, glad you like it!
AdorableBlue10,
Hey, haven't seen you in a while! :) I took a test, and I got Draco. That gave me the idea........but no, I'm not a huge fan of Draco. I'd like to think he changed, but I don't think so. So, it's just for the story. I'll post again soon. :)
Charl7ie (couldn't remember where to put the 7 :P),
I'll update Macy Colins too and I haven't decided on an ending yet.....I normally just go with the flow. :P
Hey Alex, glad you like it!
AdorableBlue10,
Hey, haven't seen you in a while! :) I took a test, and I got Draco. That gave me the idea........but no, I'm not a huge fan of Draco. I'd like to think he changed, but I don't think so. So, it's just for the story. I'll post again soon. :)
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Somewhere between you and despair, I fell in love with chocolate
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POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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So hufflepuff.... is that your pottermoor house? Surprise I'm not dead!!!!! Love it as allways kido!! You've got tallent!!!
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"Well, it's not a disease," said Ron.
"Don't rule things out until we know for sure, Weasley," Malfoy sighed.
The Golden Trio had been shocked by Draco's change. Sure, he didn't treat them as well as he treated Kaitlin, but at least he was....normal Draco.
"How's your arm?" Hermione asked quietly.
"What's wrong with his arm? Why should you care?" Ron blurted and Hermione shot him daggers.
"Ron, he's the boyfriend of one of my best friends," Hermione said gently.
"And they same guy who called you a mudblood," Ron pointed out.
"Ron, stop it," Harry but in.
"Fine," Ron grumbled and went back to smushing herbs in a bowl.
"It's nice being outside, isn't it?" Harry said.
"Yeah," said Draco.
"How's your arm?" Hermione asked again.
"It's okay. I'll be fine," Draco said, but they were all thinking the same thing. Kaitlin wouldn't.
"Tell us something, Hermione," said Harry. "Something happy."
"I can't think of anything. Ron?"
He snorted.
"Okay," Hermione sighed. "Draco?"
"Happy?" he said.
"Yes," Harry and Hermione nodded.
"What's there to be happy about?" he asked, dicing a plant into bits.
"Kaitlin loves you," Hermione said quietly.
Ron groaned, "Only Merlin knows why."
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed.
"What else?" Harry asked quietly. He still didn't like Draco. But at least he was willing to fess up. At least, for Kaitlin's sake.
"I don't know," Draco said.
"How'd you meet her?" Hermione asked.
"First year, but I never approached her."
"Why?" Hermione asked.
"Hufflepuff, Granger."
"Oh, right," she mumbled and kept peeling leaves off a pile of special plants.
"Anyway, everyone soon realized she like me. I never really payed that much attention to her. I had other things to think about."
Ron laughed. Harry cleared his throat.
"Go on," said Hermione.
"Then, this year I felt a pull towards her. I can't explain it. Just one moment, she was just like everyone else. The next, she's everything."
Ron gagged. Draco didn't care. Nothing really mattered anymore. Except Kaitlin getting better.
"That's nice," Hermione murmured.
"At first, I didn't want her to know I liked her. Then, everything just...fell apart. Only a day together and....everything changed. I.....I'm not good for her. Not at all. So I stayed away."
"And that's when Kaitlin started acting....not like Kaitlin," Hermione put in.
"Yes, she used to be all rays of sunshine and glory. Then, she was....a shadow of herself. I couldn't stand it. Hurting her like that. But I didn't know which was better or worse. So I decided to just give in and try to fix the problem I'd caused. That's when she became sick," his voice cracked.
"And we all know why," Ron exclaimed. "Because you got tangled in the mess with You-Know-Who and now, an innocent girl is going to die because of y-"
"Ron, stop it now!" Hermione exclaimed.
But Ron was right. It was because of Draco.
"But he's trying to fix it, Ron. Can't you see that?" Hermione asked him as she pulled him a few feet away outside.
"Are you defending him?" Ron asked.
"No, I'm defending my friend. Kaitlin would feel horrible if she heard you talking like this!"
"Well, she can't hear me."
"He's trying to find a cure, Ron. We all are. We can't let her," she swallowed, "die."
"I think it might be too-"
Hermione spun around and walked away.
"I'm going to Hagrid's," she called to Harry.
"Okay," he said back. Ron followed behind her.
***
"So, Draco," Harry said. Malfoy's first name felt weird in his mouth.
"Yes?"
"I'm.......sorry."
"Me too. For everything."
"Really?"
"Don't get me wrong, Potter, I still don't like you. But I don't hate you."
"Same here and since...Kaitlin's your...girlfriend...."
"Yeah, I use to think you liked her."
"I kinda did and I know it made you mad."
"Extremely mad," Draco smiled. "I thought she liked you too and that just made it worse."
Harry laughed. "I know the feeling."
"She'd love being out here in the sun," Draco said quietly.
"Kaitlin?"
"Yeah, all sunshine, flowers, and happiness."
"The opposite of you."
"Yes," Draco admitted with a smile.
"So why can't we bring her outside?"
"She's sick."
"But that doesn't mean... We can talk to Dumbledore about it. Maybe even have a picnic and give her the medicene we've been working on."
"Well," Draco sighed.
Harry held out his hand. "Truce?"
"Truce." Draco took Harry's hand.
"Don't rule things out until we know for sure, Weasley," Malfoy sighed.
The Golden Trio had been shocked by Draco's change. Sure, he didn't treat them as well as he treated Kaitlin, but at least he was....normal Draco.
"How's your arm?" Hermione asked quietly.
"What's wrong with his arm? Why should you care?" Ron blurted and Hermione shot him daggers.
"Ron, he's the boyfriend of one of my best friends," Hermione said gently.
"And they same guy who called you a mudblood," Ron pointed out.
"Ron, stop it," Harry but in.
"Fine," Ron grumbled and went back to smushing herbs in a bowl.
"It's nice being outside, isn't it?" Harry said.
"Yeah," said Draco.
"How's your arm?" Hermione asked again.
"It's okay. I'll be fine," Draco said, but they were all thinking the same thing. Kaitlin wouldn't.
"Tell us something, Hermione," said Harry. "Something happy."
"I can't think of anything. Ron?"
He snorted.
"Okay," Hermione sighed. "Draco?"
"Happy?" he said.
"Yes," Harry and Hermione nodded.
"What's there to be happy about?" he asked, dicing a plant into bits.
"Kaitlin loves you," Hermione said quietly.
Ron groaned, "Only Merlin knows why."
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed.
"What else?" Harry asked quietly. He still didn't like Draco. But at least he was willing to fess up. At least, for Kaitlin's sake.
"I don't know," Draco said.
"How'd you meet her?" Hermione asked.
"First year, but I never approached her."
"Why?" Hermione asked.
"Hufflepuff, Granger."
"Oh, right," she mumbled and kept peeling leaves off a pile of special plants.
"Anyway, everyone soon realized she like me. I never really payed that much attention to her. I had other things to think about."
Ron laughed. Harry cleared his throat.
"Go on," said Hermione.
"Then, this year I felt a pull towards her. I can't explain it. Just one moment, she was just like everyone else. The next, she's everything."
Ron gagged. Draco didn't care. Nothing really mattered anymore. Except Kaitlin getting better.
"That's nice," Hermione murmured.
"At first, I didn't want her to know I liked her. Then, everything just...fell apart. Only a day together and....everything changed. I.....I'm not good for her. Not at all. So I stayed away."
"And that's when Kaitlin started acting....not like Kaitlin," Hermione put in.
"Yes, she used to be all rays of sunshine and glory. Then, she was....a shadow of herself. I couldn't stand it. Hurting her like that. But I didn't know which was better or worse. So I decided to just give in and try to fix the problem I'd caused. That's when she became sick," his voice cracked.
"And we all know why," Ron exclaimed. "Because you got tangled in the mess with You-Know-Who and now, an innocent girl is going to die because of y-"
"Ron, stop it now!" Hermione exclaimed.
But Ron was right. It was because of Draco.
"But he's trying to fix it, Ron. Can't you see that?" Hermione asked him as she pulled him a few feet away outside.
"Are you defending him?" Ron asked.
"No, I'm defending my friend. Kaitlin would feel horrible if she heard you talking like this!"
"Well, she can't hear me."
"He's trying to find a cure, Ron. We all are. We can't let her," she swallowed, "die."
"I think it might be too-"
Hermione spun around and walked away.
"I'm going to Hagrid's," she called to Harry.
"Okay," he said back. Ron followed behind her.
***
"So, Draco," Harry said. Malfoy's first name felt weird in his mouth.
"Yes?"
"I'm.......sorry."
"Me too. For everything."
"Really?"
"Don't get me wrong, Potter, I still don't like you. But I don't hate you."
"Same here and since...Kaitlin's your...girlfriend...."
"Yeah, I use to think you liked her."
"I kinda did and I know it made you mad."
"Extremely mad," Draco smiled. "I thought she liked you too and that just made it worse."
Harry laughed. "I know the feeling."
"She'd love being out here in the sun," Draco said quietly.
"Kaitlin?"
"Yeah, all sunshine, flowers, and happiness."
"The opposite of you."
"Yes," Draco admitted with a smile.
"So why can't we bring her outside?"
"She's sick."
"But that doesn't mean... We can talk to Dumbledore about it. Maybe even have a picnic and give her the medicene we've been working on."
"Well," Draco sighed.
Harry held out his hand. "Truce?"
"Truce." Draco took Harry's hand.
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Too Nice For My Tastes
Yeah, post soon, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Awesome!!!!! I soon loved that!! Ahhhhhwwweesooommmee!!!!
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Yeah, I've been on and off a lot and haven't been able to check on all of the stories I want to. Not really supposed to be on right now, either, but I'm on while no one's around! And by the way, you can call me Jen! And I love the story but I haven't finished it all yet.
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