Loneliness in Difference

Chapter 2: You're a Slytherin? Part 2

Luke was walking around Hogwarts field on a hot, bright, and sunny Sunday. Every single student seemed to be outside enjoying some of the last bright rays of summer, which made Luke's goal even harder. He was looking for one person inparticular, one person with long black hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and the holder of his potions essay, Adelaide.

Luke looked from Slytherin to Slytherin trying to spot anyone who looked like her, but it seemed like every girl with black hair had decided to sit outside today. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, only this particular needle could turn invisible.

He was about to go back inside when he saw a man with short black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. He looked about Adelaide's size, he didn't look super muscular but you could definitely tell he worked out. He was asking his fellow Slytherin's something and looked very confused. The Slytherin's he was talking to shook their heads and the man sighed. He glanced over at Luke and they made eye contact. The man's eyes narrowed and Luke couldn't help but feel like this guy might be the key to finding Adelaide.

"Do you need something?" The man asked after he had walked over to Luke.

Luke thought about asking about Adelaide, but quickly cut the idea from his train of thought, there was no way he was going to toss away his pride and ask a Slytherin.

"Nothing from you," Luke said disgustedly.

"Excuse me?" The man said. "I don't appreciate you talking down to me, I am your superior."

"Since when?" Luke asked.

"Since I haven't sullied my blood with that of a muggle," He said. Luke's blood began to boil.

"Are you talking to one of the lower life forms, Nit?" Another man said, as he appeared next to the guy who was referred to as Nit.

"Sorry Dax," Nit said. Dax was taller than Nit and very chiseled, Luke guessed that he could be pummeled by Dax in a matter of seconds. Dax had short black hair that was slicked back, chestnut brown eyes, pale skin, and a sly smile that got on Luke's nerves. "The peasant seemed content in making conversation so I thought I could spare a few measly scraps of time." Luke gritted his teeth.

Dax whistled loudly. "Wow! That was a lot of words, that made an epic burn," Dax said. "See that's why I like you so much, you know how to use big words."

"That's a skill you're in need of," Nit said.

"Shut your mouth," Dax said, and his eyes narrowed, Nit looked at the ground and mumbled an apology.

"Wait you're called Nit?" Luke asked with a grin on his face.

"That's Nitesh Fions to you," Nit said.

Luke's smile faded. "Your related to Adelaide?" He asked.

Nit glanced at Dax and Dax nodded as if to give his approval. "What do you know about Adelaide."

Luke pondered this question for a moment to try and figure out what he was going to tell them, since he didn't want to admit he was outside of his dorm past hours.

"She somehow was able to sneak into our common room and steal my potions essay," Luke finally said.

"That's Adelaide for you," Nit mumbled, and Luke was left to wonder what he meant by that. "Do you know where Adelaide is at the moment?"

"No," Luke said, "I was kind of hoping you did."

"Shame," Nit said, "I was hoping you Gryffindor scum could be useful for once, I guess that I was wrong."

Nit glanced at Dax again and Dax turned on his heel and left with Nit following closely behind. Luke seethed with anger. He was more disappointed that the one lead he had, had all day had turned out to lead to nowhere than angry, however. Luke began to walk through the fields again.

He looked every where, from where the whomping willow used to stand, to the court yard, and to the pumpkin patches, yet he could not find her anywhere. Finally he decided to look in the quidditch arena. There was no one there practicing, Gryffindor had the field rented for later that day, he knew since he was one of the chasers for their team. After Gryffindor the next team was Hufflepuff, and then Ravenclaw, and then Slytherin. Gryffindor's practice wasn't until three-thirty however and he had hoped to find her by then.

He looked in all the changing room, and in each stand, but couldn't find her. He walked down to the center of the field and groaned loudly. He was about to leave when he felt a hand rest on his shoulder.

He spun around to find Adelaide standing there with one of her sweatshirts on, and the hood pulled down.

"Fancy meeting you here," She said with a hint of sarcasm. "What do want?"

"Are you done with my potions essay yet?" Luke asked.

"That depends on who's potions essay your talking about," She said, Luke raised an eyebrow. 

"The top of the page says Cecillia Amari, and somehow I seriously doubt that's your name."

"All right, fine, you caught me," Luke said, "That's the Ravenclaw girl's you saw hanging out with me last night. I stole it from her, I was planning to give it back today since I know she know's I swiped it."

"Wow, how low will you go?" Adelaide said.

"It's better than you Slytherins," He said with disgust, "At least I'll give it back."

"EXCUSE ME?" Adelaide yelled. "Last time I check your not the one who promised to give it back by potions tomorrow at the latest! If you think that us Slytherins don't ever give the things we BORROW back lets see how your little friend likes it when you don't give it back, since I was about to come find you, but now I don't feel like it." Adelaide pushed past him and pulled up her hood.

"Adelaide-" He called after her, but knew she was gone. In that brief encounter he had found out two things, number one Cecillia was going to murder him tomorrow, and two talking to Adelaide was like talking to a bomb, you never know what's going to set it off. "Is it a crime that I just want a FREAKING POTIONS ESSAY!" He yelled.

Luke looked at where Adelaide had been standing only moments before, he was pretty certain she wasn't there anymore. His eyes dropped to the ground. Who is she?, he thought, Who is her family? Those two who seemed to be her brothers weren't anything like her, sure she blew up, but she doesn't pretend to be above everyone she just gets pissed easily. He looked up into the sky. And why do I feel like she's hiding some sadness behind her smile?.

...

Luke was walking to potions the next day dreading the huge lecture in store for him from both the potions professor and Cecillia.

"Are you sure you don't want me to give you my essay?" Jakob asked. Jakob was a tall and skinny second year Hufflepuff, with short light brown hair, striking electric blue eyes, and pale skin.

"No it's fine," Luke said, "You're not the one who got mixed up with a stupid...Slytherin?" Luke saw Adelaide standing by the door leading into the potions classroom. She shoved two pieces of paper into his hands and strode into the room without a word.

He glanced down to find two essays in his hands. One that said Cecillia Amari in the top corner, and the other that said, Luke Veiltick. She had copied down Cecillia's essay for not only herself, but for Luke as well since he didn't get any time to.

Luke entered potions and took his seat. Professor Yail began her lecture and Luke glanced to the side to see Adelaide taking notes. He couldn't help but wonder why, why had a Slytherin helped him twice now and both times had, had no intention of getting anything in return?