Year 1 - Dynamics - A Harry Potter Fic.

Part 22 - Vyla's POV

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(The Slytherin Common Room.)(Vyla's PoV)

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(The next day) (Thursday))

Since right now we don't have any classes, I'm hanging out with just Draco in the Slytherin Common room. Amelia has better things to do right now-- like study. Honestly, sometimes I wonder why she was put IN Slytherin. She seems like a Hufflepuff or a Ravenclaw. I guess I just don't like the way she acts sometimes. But I'm not going to try to change her!

I sigh, sitting down on the couch by the fire. Draco watches as I run my fingers through my hair, a little too intently. I meet his gaze and question him.

"What's up with you?"

"Does it even occur to you that we almost DIED last night?" He asks, getting all heavy vibes on me.

"Uhh, no. I try not to think about it, really."

"Unphased as ever, ay Ashum?"

"You're one to talk. And all you ever do is talk about your fatha' and how he could destroy that Harry Potter." I tease.

"Shut up! I do not!"

"Why, do my ears deceive me?"Draco and I seem to pout upon hearing a third's input on our conversation.

I turn and greet Mr. Darley Scott-- the absolute biggest prick of Slytherin-- coming out of the boy's dormitory with a sly and stupid grin on his face.

"More juicy details to prove that the big bad son of the Malfoys is just a crybaby! And that the precious, snappy daughter of the Ashums is just a lowly savage."

I scowl his way, fighting every urge within me --to not get up and tackle him to the ground with a solid punch. That would just prove his point, but oh boy! I just hate him! Well, hate is a strong word...

"How's it going with the mud-blood and the half-blooded-joke, Ashum?"

I growl under my breath as he insults my friends. But I have one over him.

"How's it going for YOU in trying to find a life, hmm Darley?"

"Don't call me by my first name!"

"I don't have enough respect for you to not."

"In fact," Draco sneers, "I think you're at rock bottom when it comes to looking for respect from people."

"I'll have you know!! That a LOT of people respect me!!"

"Oh?" I mock, "And who might those people be? Your mummy?"

"Shut up, Ashum."

I scoff, flipping him the bird.

"You're lucky I don't break that finger, girl."

I turn to Draco.

"That sounded like a threat to me. Did it sound like a threat to you, Draco?"

"Sure did. Would be a shame if one of the professors were to hear about it."

"Tch, fine. I guess I'll just take my leave then."

Draco grins, "Ok."

I wave him a farewell, "Bye-ya."

And he leaves the common room, for who knows where. Don't care though, so whatever. I'm still a bit pissed off about his insults that were directed towards Jay and Valentine, though. They're my friends, so of course, I'd be mad. I'm just grateful that bad when it comes to being an ass. Sure, Draco has his moments, but I love him nonetheless.

... Wait-- did I say, love?

"Now, what were we saying before HE interrupted?" Draco directs my attention to him with a smile.

"O-Oh, um, I don't know. I forgot."

"Darnit, Vyla, aren't you supposed to be the one with a better memory?"

"Nope, that was Jay."

Draco sighs.

"And here I thought you were the better one."

I reach over and sock him in the arm.

"What's that supposed to mean!?" I laugh.

"Did you even remember about our Herbology test today?"

My eyes widen.

"THAT WAS TODAY???"

Draco laughs, and I scramble to reach for my herbology book. I flip to the sticky note on the page for today's test.

"I don't think cram-studying is going to help you..."

"Man! Now I really wish I had been paying attention in class."

And an idea pops into my head causing me to perk up.

"I've got it!"

Draco jumps at my sudden shift in moods, and I turn to him.

"I'm going to go see Jay!"

"Right now?"

"Right. Now."

I start to throw all of my belongings into my strap bag.

"You want to come?"

"Uh. I suppose I could come."

"Cool, now knowing him, he's probably in the library with his fellow Hufflepuff, -"

"Fellow Hufflepuffs? Did you really just say that?"

I push my finger to his lips, silencing him, "Hush now, brain thinking," I say,

Or Jay is at the black lake with that Justin fellow... Or he could be simply straight-up asleep. I hope he's in the library. I guess I'll check the library first. I string the bag over my shoulder and motion for Draco to stand up with me. I rise from the couch and we get going.