Lessons and Dreams
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Chapter 9: Lessons and Dreams
After the kiss ended Buffy and Draco went to lunch never noticing the pair of eyes that followed them.
In the Great Hall at the Gryffindor table, Hermione saw Buffy walk in with Draco right behind her. She ran over to them.
“Buffy.” she called. “There you are. I’ve been looking for you. We have to go over your studies.”
“Okay um…” Buffy looked at Draco who was talking with Blaise. Draco, who was within hearing distance of them, heard this and looked up.
“Go ahead; I’ll see you later tonight.” He watched as Buffy walked away with Hermione. He couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. ‘Bloody hell she’s a muggle. I can’t be thinking about … or for that matter doing these things. If my father heard about this I’d be dead.’
Still looking at her he tried to go for a look of disgust and brought the coldness back into his eyes. ‘Besides she’s just a filthy muggle.’
Draco frowned. Usually when he thought of Granger he thought she was a mudblood. But when he thought of Buffy, he couldn’t bring himself to say it. He just couldn’t understand why he was able to call Granger a mudblood with ease but he couldn’t call Buffy one. ‘It’s just because she’s in slytherin.’
he told himself, denying that he had any feelings for her. He turned and walked away bumping into Ginny Weasley.
“Watch it Weasel!” he snapped.
sorry Malfoy.” she said sarcastically. Draco just glared at her as he stormed passed her.
Buffy finished all her classes and study sessions for the day and she and Hermione went outside.
Hermione turned to Buffy and said “So what is your story?” ever the curious one, Hermione just had to know.
“Huh?” Buffy looked at her confused.
“I mean why are you here just now; instead of when you were eleven like everyone else?”
“Oh. Well, the principal guy said that the Magic Ministry put a cloaking spell on me that was supposed to wear off when I turned eleven, but it was too strong that they thought it would never wear off.”
Neither of girls noticed the people approaching behind them.
Hermione frowned. “Well that doesn’t make sense. If the cloaking spell was so strong that it didn’t wear off by the time it was supposed to, the only way it would wear off is if you were dead.”
Buffy’s eyes widened and one of the people that were approaching called out.
The girls looked over to see Harry and Ron coming up to them.
“Hi.” Hermione greeted them. Buffy just smiled glad that the topic was forgotten.
“Will you please
help me with Snape’s homework?” Ron begged her.
“Oh fine.” Hermione sighed. “You know Ron, I wonder if you’ll ever be able to do the homework on your own.”
They all walked back up to the castle, Harry staring after Buffy the whole way. “The only way it would wear off is if you were dead.” “Death will consume you … and soon!” “Yeah well, it’s a little late for that.”
Those thoughts stayed in Harry’s mind and made him more curious about this girl who had apparently died.
After dinner Draco and Buffy were working on there homework. Buffy sighed, threw her pen down, and put her head in her hands.
Draco looked up at her. “I don’t know why you insist on using that contraption.” he said glancing at the pen.
“Well it’s better than your … feather…thingy.” she replied glancing up at him. He rolled his eyes and looked at his quill then his parchment seeing his assignment was nearly done. He then look at her pen that had rolled off the table and onto the floor then at her paper that only had the title of the assignment.
“Obviously…” he responded sarcastically in a monotone voice. He looked back at her. “…since unlike a quill, your…”
“…pen doesn’t stay where you leave it and writes in invisible ink.”
Buffy knew that Draco was being sarcastic when he mentioned invisible ink and rolled her eyes.
Draco looked at her paper. “The properties of moonstone and it’s uses in potion making.” he looked up at her again. “That’s easy.”
Buffy leaned forward and put her hand under her chin. “So… what are the properties of moonstone and it’s uses in potion making?” she asked smiling at him.
The next morning when Buffy walked into the Great Hall, she noticed Hermione and Ron bickering … again this time about house elves and clothes… whatever a house elf is. She was beginning to think that that was all they did. She looked at her schedule. Double Charms then Double Transfiguration.
They worked on summoning charms in Charms so after that they headed to Transfiguration.
In Transfiguration they worked on vanishing spells. Hermione was the only one able to do it and was the only one not given homework. After that it was time for Care of Magical Creatures.
“Can anyone tell me what these creatures are?” Professor Grubbly-Plank asked.
Hermione’s hand shot into the air and behind her back, Draco did a bucked-toothed impression of her jumping up and down in eagerness to answer the question. Pansy shrieked in laughter and Buffy elbowed Draco hard in the ribs.
“Ow!” he hissed. Buffy started when she saw what she assumed were sticks move.
“Miss Granger?” the professor called on Hermione.
“Bowtruckles, they’re tree-guardians and usually live in wand trees.”
The lesson went on and the class had to draw a picture of a bowtruckle and Harry was attacked by one.
Later that night in the common room Buffy was sitting on the couch studying with Draco.
“So what about this one?” Buffy asked gesturing to the next question.
“What do you think?” Draco responded. He wasn’t going to just give her the answers to all the questions … unless he got something in return.
“I think that you aren’t helping me.” She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
“Oh come on. It’s easy.” he said.
“Maybe for you.” Buffy replied still pouting. “I wasn’t here first through fourth year!”
“Okay, okay, I will show you again.” he caved.
“Yay!” she squealed. Yawning she snuggled up to him and laid her head on his shoulder.
Draco tried not to think about how warm she was and that she could very well be a muggle as he put his arm around her and continued to help her with her homework. The figure glaring at them from the staircase never being seen and never seeing the other figure watching the three of them.
That night Buffy had the most interesting dream. She was in that hallway again and she saw in the doorway two figures. There was a tall-and-slender one and a short, pudgy one who looked like a rat. “Wormtail, when are you going to bring Elizabeth to me?” the tall one boomed.
“Soon My Lord.” the short one named Wormtail replied cowering.
“And what about her wand?”
“It is one of yours master. The one with the Aurelius line.
“Good, good, she has my most powerful wand which means she must have great power.” he said thoughtfully. “How is she doing at school? Who are her friends?”
“Well My Lord, she looks to be more than friends with Lucius Malfoy’s boy.”
“That means she was placed in Slytherin. Lucius’ boy you say?”
At Wormtail’s nod he continued.
“Well she was bound to end up with him anyway willingly or not. After all Lucius is my right hand and it is only fitting that his boy gets her. I just didn’t know that it would be so soon.”
“My Lord it also seems that she is friends with Harry Potter and his friends.” Wormtail mentioned while backing into the corner.
“What!?” the tall one leaped out of his chair. He soon calmed thinking how this could work to his advantage.
Buffy woke with a start thinking about that dream. She didn’t know whether it was a slayer dream or if it was a regular one. Please review! It is what keeps me going day to day