The Older Malfoy

Quidditch

Over the day's, Lyra tried to keep focused on classes. She kept her diary entries to a minimum. She was more than caught up on her course work, and had been spending a lot of the time on the quidditch pitch practising. Her classes consisted of being lectured on the importance of OWL's. Charm's had Flitwick scaring them all with future decision making. Lyra had quickly zoned out only to be a bit lost when he asked her to perform a summoning charm. It resulted in a few sniggers when she almost knocked out Lavender Brown. It got even worse when they went on to transfiguration, she had unsuccessfully vanished her quill rather than her snail. Shaking her head as McGonnagal gave her a small smile as she walked off. Gritting her teeth, Lyra packed up her bag which felt like it was about to burst. Stomping off to lunch, Lyra noticed that Potter and Weasley were missing from the Gryffindor table, frowning Lyra slipped from Daphne's grip, at the girls obviously irritated look she excused herself. Walking over, Hermione earned a nudge from Ginny,

"Where is the annoying duo?" Lyra asked earning a glare from the female Weasley, Hermione only sighed and stared up at her. Lyra panicked slightly at the obvious critical brown eyes on her.

"In the Library, because they're panicking about homework" Hermione stated. Lyra nodded,

"I feel their pain" She admitted slipping the bag of her shoulder which felt like fire on her shoulder.

"Why are you over here instead of at the Slytherin table?" Ginny asked with narrow eyes,

"Inter house relations" Lyra stated with a bit of a grin. Hermione let out a small laugh under her breath, Ginny only rolled her eyes.

"Would you like to sit?" Hermione offered with a smirk. Lyra gave her a cheesy sarcastic grin as she sat across from her. Her eyes immediately falling on the homework in front of Hermione,

"Do you ever take a break?" Lyra asked surprised.

"That's what we tell her" Ginny stated from her soup. Hermione huffed and glared at them both,

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend" Lyra quickly apologised. "What?" She asked from the shocked looks both Hermione and Ginny sent her.

"We've never heard a Malfoy apologise before" Hermione stated quietly,

"You mean Slytherin" Ginny corrected.

"They're not all bad" Lyra stated quietly as she spared a glance over her shoulder. Draco and Daphne were both glaring holes into her back. Ginny let out a disbelieving noise, and Hermione seemed to stay quiet.

"So what do you know about quidditch trials?" Lyra asked Hermione. The shorter girl looked up from her sandwich with a curious look,

"What makes you think I know anything about it?" She asked critically.

"Well I sort of figured both your friends would talk about it plus you are a prefect" Lyra explained shrinking a bit in her seat. Ginny quickly picked up the topic however, and Hermione noticed the two girls were beginning to get along quite well when they moved on to favorite teams. Hermione left them too it. As lunch fell to an end, Hermione began to gather her things. Lyra hoisted her bag over her shoulder and followed them out. Hermione walked out of the castle and towards the clearing for Magical creatures, halfway down however, her arm began to burn. Not like it was an itch but a burn. Gasping she gripped her bag,

"Lyra what's wrong?" Hermione asked with a frown,

"I'm fine, you guys go on I just need a minute" She said, even to herself her voice sounded strange. Hermione and Ginny both seemed to protest.

"Hey" Ron interrupted as he approached, pointedly bumping his shoulder into Lyra's. She glared as they walked off. She dumped her bag and removed her wand from her bag. Running it over her wrist, her Mark was red. It didn't make sense. Quickly cloaking the mark once more she removed her diary from her bag and quickly scribbled her questions. Immediately the burning stopped. And a note back replied, he want's more detail. Rolling her eyes she stuffed the book away and trudged down to class. Lyra stood beside the group of Slytherin's.