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A Dementors Daughter - #1 - The Bastard!

Okay, i've decided to relist these. I have altered some of them slightly, and the picture SHOULD be working. Okay, READ ;]

Created by Girlsofgirl on Friday, March 17, 2006




"BYEEEE!" I shrieked, dangling out of the train window, hair whipping in all directions as it got faster. Waving franticly at the disappearing form of my mother until the train had gone around the bend, i collapsed onto the soft leather seats of the hogwarts express and let out a contented sigh.
"Our last year at Hoggys Lyra, better make it a good one!"
Turning away from the window i grinned at Connie, who was seeing how many custard creams she could shove into her mouth at once, eyesbrows drawn together in concentration.
"If you carry on like that i'll be surprised if you live past tomorrow" I said and she smiled broadly, biscuit falling between her teeth.
And before you start wondering, the answer is no.
Connie is not the cookie monster.
Infact she's a very pretty girl, and least when she wants to be, and hasn't got a mouth full of custard creams. I've always envied her long blonde hair, which, unlike mine, was beautiful, while im stuck with black, uncontrollable hair that i swear has a mind of it's own, and a mission to make my life hell.
But we're getting off the subject.
"You know you love my disgusting eating habits" She mumbled, biscuit flying in all directions.
I snorted and turned back around to face the window, watching the landscape fly by.
"I wonder who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will be" I said, more to myself than Connie, twirling my hair around my finger.
"Lets see" Said Connie from behind me "We've had a dark lord, a pompous jackass, a werewolf and a psychotic bitch. Who haven't we have is the question you should be asking"
I grinned.
"Im betting my galleons on a vampire" I said, picking up two cheese-sticks and putting them in my mouth, so just the ends poked out. I turned around to glare and Connie and bare my cheesy fangs. She yanked them off and threw them into her ever-ready mouth.
My good friend Connie, the disposal bin.
"I think" She said (After swallowing the biscuits of course) "It'll be a dementor"
She swept her cload around her and let out a strange low grumbling noise, whilst waving her hands above her head.
The humor was instantly driven out of my heart and i forced a smile onto my lips.
I hadn't told her.
Even though i knew i should of i hadn't. I didn't want to watch her face screw up in pity.
Pity
It was the one thing i couldn't take. And to see my best friend looking at my with it in her eyes was to much to even bare thinking about.
I laughed weakly and started when the compartment door opened.


"Oh look. The retards have stolen our carriage. We'll have to steal it back eh boys?"
"Hardy har. You are hilarious Blaise, you really are" I sighed, knowing my good mood would soon be gone. Blaise scowled, jet black hair falling across his face. He was about to say something more when he was shoved rougly aside by a taller, more intimidating figure.
"Move aside Zambini" Draco hissed, then he saw us.
"Ah, the freaks of Slytherin. In my carriage. What a coincidence"
He was still in his ordinary clothes, platinum blonde hair falling hung loosly across his face, but you couldn't miss the dangerous glint in his icy blue eyes.

"I don't see your name on it Malfoy" Connie replied calmly, looking at Draco as if he was something disgusting under her shoe. He narrowed his eyes and i saw a muscle ticking from him clenching and unclenching his jaw.
" I have more right over it than you, Slytherin traitor. Disgusting little mudblood, daring to talk to me like that" He spat at Connie.
I saw the tears rise in her eyes, and i saw the struggle on her faceas she tried to keep them back.
Connie never cried. It was totally unlike her.
I felt the hate rise in me at seeing my friend like this. I stood up sharply, drawing my wand from my back pocket. Arm literally shaking from fury i pointed it directly at Draco's nose, wondering what he would look like with boils all over his pretty face.
"You ever talk to me like that again, you ass, and ill blow your fucking head off" I snarled. The reflection in the window behind Draco showed me that my eyes were red, hot coals on my pale complexion.
Malfoy turned to face me. he stood a good two inches taller than me, and i noticed that the top buttons of his shirt were open, exposing a little of his chest.
I blinked.
What the hell did that have to do with anything?!
He looked calmly down on me, one eyebrow raised, eyes flashing.
"Go on then Lyra, go on" He said simply, a slight smirk on his lips.
I hesitated, and that was all he needed. In one swift movement he had knocked the wand out of my hand and twisted my arm behind my back, sending me slamming into his chest.
"BASTARD!" I shrieked and struggled against him, but too no use.
"Let go of her!" Connie yelled, rising from her seat. Draco whipped his wand out of his pocket and pointed it at Connie, still with a tight grip on my arm.
"Move and i'll blow you to pieces"
Connie stopped dead, looking at me apologetically.
"What the hells wrong with you, you son of a bitch!" I growled, trying to fight him off. The grip on my arm tightened to a painful extent, dragging a small moan from my lips.
"Draco your hurting me!" I sobbed bitterly. He glanced down at me, something unrecognizable in his eyes.
"Draco! Draco there's a teacher coming!" Blaise yelled from outside and Malfoy let go of my arm. I stumbled away from him, glaring at him hatefully, as he hastily made his retreat out of the compartment.


< At that point i didn't know the full extent of my dementor powers, or Draco wouldn't have been able to so much as poke me without him wanting to >


"The arse hole..." Connie yelled and ran forward to help me up.
"He's going down" I hissed as i sat heavily back on my seat, no longer in the happy mood i'd been in a few minutes before.


The first day passed by quickly and soon i had forgotten all about my encounter with Draco, to preocripied with what was going on around me.
Though as i tried to get to sleep that night an image flickered into my mind. The image of Draco, the look in his eyes the moment before he let me go, and it was the last thing i thought of before i drifted off to sleep.

Oooo-er.
What does this mean?
Read the next one and find out ;]
Kk i have just spilt water all over the keyboard so i can't type much but PLEASE RATE AND MESSAGE.
Ty <3


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