Different (On Going) {Supernatural Fiction}

Chapter IV.

. . . POV*
I knew Draco didn't believe me. He didn't question me or look at me in suspicion but he regarded me differently like he knew I lied, he knew I was hiding something and he was going to figure out what it was. I didn't confront him on it. I acted ignorant to the fact. I had followed the girl since the day after the park incident. As each day past Draco seemed to get shadier and more closed off. It was as if my lie had become his lie.

Yesterday, Draco had been walking around with Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. This wouldn't be weird if it wasn't for the fact the Draco doesn't read. He hasn't read since he was forced to as a human. When I asked him about the book he started questioning me.

There was definitely something going on with that kid.

Draco's POV*
What was he upto!? And what did that girl have to do with it?

I needed to find out. And that was exactly what I planned to do.

Jenna's POV*
The weekend had passed. It was currently Thursday I had finished my lectures for the day and was working my shift at the cafe. But really life was pretty dull the same repetitive thing every day it was boring to say the least.

Leah's POV*
I was at my 'social meeting' which was actually pretty far from the reality. But they couldn't know what I was really doing. Let's save that for another time. At my little group I had been assigned a task and it seems there has been a slight development in said task which made things more complicated as plans now had to change.

I entered 'our' apartment acting as nonchalant as always. I didn't necessarily want lie to them but it would add far too many complications if they knew. I internally sighed - I couldn't let them think there was a problem - thinking about the entire situation, it was one big mess. I couldn't drag them into this. No matter what the circumstances.

I decided that seeing as Jenna wasn't here I might as well cook. I didn't have anything better to do anyway. Rummaging through the cupboards it came to light, that we were severely lacking in groceries.

Sighing, I guess it's my turn anyway.

"Lizzy!" I called through the otherwise empty apartment.

"Yeah." called the bundle of everlasting joy that had bounced into the kitchen.

"Do you mind coming grocery shopping with me?" I asked already grabbing my bag that I had thrown on the sofa.

"Yeah, as long as I get to buy sherbet cookies." she said beaming, that smile never left her face I swear.

"Umm I don't think those exist, Lizzy." I said honestly questioning mentally why should would want such a thing.

"Oh. Well can we buy cookie ingredients and sherbet?" she said not deterred for a second "So I can make them." she said as way of explanation

"Sure." I said smiling at her hopeful enthusiasm.

She squealed clapping her hands jumping up and down in pure glee.

"Lets go lets go lets go lets go lets go!" she said grabbing my arm and dragging me out the door I laughed at excited mood.

We entered the apartment over an hour later. Lizzy cane rushing in carrying her bag of ingredients with me struggling behind her with all of the other groceries. I closed the door with my foot. I dumped all of the shopping on the counter.

I took out everything I would need for dinner. I thought chilli would be good idea.

Today had been a long day. I just hope the week went by quicker.

The others soon arrived one at a time from their different jobs. They all dragged themselves over to the breakfast bar. They looked knackered. Anna's long brown hair was hanging around her face covering her blue green eyes. But at the prospect of warm food, after experiencing the bitter cold winter air, they perked up a bit.

There wasn't much chatter it was mainly silence which gave us all the chance to wallow in our all consuming thoughts.

When we finished our silent meal we migrated to the living room. Cece, Lizzy and Anna were all fighting over the remote wanting to choose the program. Jenna sighed settling down on the cream leather recliner. I sat on the floral armchair watching them bicker and tug at the device.

After ten minutes of this it was getting irritating. I stood up walking over to them. I yanked the remote out of their clutch I hid it behind my back as all of them started to beg for it.

"No, if you keep arguing over it none of you will watch anything. Now we will vote for which program to watch. Got it?" I told them they nodded in agreement.

Thus the voting began. Soon a program was chosen as we sat staring at the episode being played on screen ignoring the other people who were also currently inhabiting the room. However, one episode quickly turned into five. By at which point we decided we better get some sleep if we wanted to get anything done tomorrow. We bid each other goodnight and headed to our specific room.

Jenna's POV*
After watching five episodes together in the living room, we dispersed from the room into our bedrooms. After bidding a tired goodnight to each other, of course.

I entered my room quickly showering before changing. I was about to jump into bed when I remembered my alarm clock. I changed course trudging over to the alarm clock. It had been placed on my desk that sat under my window. Frowning I tried to remember if I had moved it from my bedside table. Having no recollection of such, I moved warily away from the window. I noticed the black raven that had taken to perching on my windowsill at night staring into my soul. Frowning once more I stepped forward again closing the curtain and picking up the alarm clock putting it back in its allocated space.

I tried to conjure up a reason for the bizarre happenings lately but I drew a blank at that.

There was no logical explanation.

A/N Jesus christ so many point of view changes I am dreadfully sorry. Please leave you thoughts on the chapter in the comments thank you :)

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