Cyrus' POV
"I told her about her mum, I don't know if anyone else would, so I did."
"She probably hates me now." Draco looks at me.
Then he laughs. "Today, when I fell on top of her, she got so red. It was cute. I lied to you. We stayed for about 2-3 minutes. Half the time..." He stops abruptly.
"Half the time what?" Pansy asks.
"Half the time, I was staring at her bra, it's yellow with I think bumblebees." Draco confesses.
OH MY GOD! HE JUST DESCRIBED THE BRA I WAS IN! WHAT A CREEP!
"Wow, you know if she was awake she'd slap you silly." Pansy shrugs
"I know, thank god she's not." Draco chuckles. Oh yes, I am bitch. I just don't want to blow my cover... He turns to me and lifts my shirt.
OH MY GOD! THIS IS ILLEGAL MAKE THIS WHITE BLOND BOY STOP PANSY SAVE ME! DEAR SALAZAR, WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO?
"Draco that's sexual harassment."
"No! I'm not doing anything..." He lifts my shirt up just a little bit above my belly button showing my dagger-shaped birthmark. "Her birthmark is peculiar don't you think?" He puts his hands in his lap. Staring at my birthmark.
"What does it look like?" Pansy asks like she knows something.
"It's shaped like a dagger." Draco lifts his hand again and traces my birthmark with his cold soft index finger.
"A dagger? Uh, there's a book in the library about birthmarks, specifically peculiar ones. Different ones can represent something like a werewolf or mean you're powerful, or you've been poisoned by something deadly. It ranges." Pansy says.
"I'll take a look tomorrow." He stops tracing his finger. After he lifts his fingers I can't help but get goosebumps. "Awe look, she got goosebumps." Draco strangely admires.
"What a creep you are. Sure you don't like her?" Pansy smirks.
Draco gets offensive. "I'm completely sure I don't like her." He stands up and says; "See you later." Draco walks away. Shutting the door loud enough for me to 'wake up'.
I sit up trying to look tired. "Hey, who shut the door?'' I asked, acting oblivious.
"Oh, just Draco." Glad she didn't lie.
"Why was he in here? He saw me sleeping!" I could be some witch AcToR.
"Calm down, he...didn't do anything. Just sat on your bed, he did say you looked cute though." she lied to me.
Honestly, I don't blame her if a boy you're friends with ToUcHes your other friend's stomach while they're sleeping I would keep it a secret. (Little did they know I was aWaKe)
"That's good, hey I'm going to the library, see you at dinner?"
"Yeah, see you at dinner." She continues to read a book.
I stand up and start to walk away but then I realize my hands. "Did you take my bandages off?"
She hesitates but then looks at me away from her book. "That was Draco, he's seriously worried that you went out and started punching the bathroom walls." She blurted. I remember now that he took my bandages off. (Would have given me goosebumps but my body was like nO)
"Ok, see you." I walk away, I open the door to our dorm and close it behind me. As I'm walking down the stairs I'm tucking my shirt in. Then someone bumps into me.
"Hey!" I yell. I look at his robes. "You're not even a Slytherin!" I look up, a handsome tall boy with blue eyes.
"Sorry, I-Im looking for a Cyrus Lestrange. D-do you know where I could find her?"
How does he know my name and not know what I look like? I mean I wouldn't say I'm 'famous' like 'HaRrY PotTeR' but I mean, everyone made me such a big deal today. It was...sTuPiD.
"Oi" I say as he tries walking past me.
"Yes?" His obviousness kills me. This is the reason why I don't like new people or old people or any people for that matter.
"Why are you looking for me?"
"Oh, you're Cyrus?" He makes it sound like it's a bad thing. Dear Salazar, I would love to slap this guy's head off.
"Yeah."
"Wow, I m-mean, Dumbledor said he wants me to show you around. You got lost a couple of times today?"
(Oh right, yeah, I said I got lost but really I was punching the walls of the bathroom or crying in my dorm. GiRl ThInGs)
"Yeah, I got lost. Is that such a big deal?" My voice is harsh and cold.
"No, well I mean...can I just take you on a tour now?" He gets to the point.
"If you want your head cut off sure." I murmur under my breath.
"What was that?" He walks down back into the common room.
"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! " I say louder. It frightens him.
We walk through the common room and everyone stares at him or me. Most of these people saw me in a robe today so I just glare at them. We walk out of the Slytherin common room. Then I remembered you need to know the password to get in here.
I walk up to him closely and pin him to the wall. "How did you get into the Slytherin dungeon?" I point my wand at his face.
"Cyrus, I helped him get into the tower." An old voice came from the right.
"You c-can let me go now." the boy says.
I let him go and he holds his right shoulder as if I hurt him that bad. "Newt Scamander here is going to give you a tour around the castle. I'll be on my way now, goodluck Newt. She's stronger than she appears, in her mind and her actual strength." Dumbledore walks off.
"How-how did you pin me up? I'm twice your size." Newt somehow (in that little time) grew a pair of balls to say I'm short.
"Did you not hear Dumbledore? Or is that just a Hufflepuff thing, goes in one ear and out the other." I walk away.
"Hey, you don't know where you're going!" He runs up to me again.
"Then show me around instead of stuttering."
"Ok, then." He says and then walks with me side by side. I see him look at me then look at where we are going. "So, Lestrange, what makes you come to Hogwarts so late in your education?"
"Are you trying to start small talk? Or do you honestly take interest in this topic?"
"Both?" His voice peaks.
"Well, I don't do small talk but if you are interested...Every magical school I go to has me for that one year but then...once I show all my capabilities they reject me and off to another school I go to." I explain.
"You're capabilities? in what magic?"
"No, well, maybe. If you call it magic then sure."
"interesting. Oh, this is the library. Do you need anything from here?"
"Actually yes, stay here?"
"Yeah, I'll wait for you."
I walk into the library and search around. I walk over to the librarian. "Ms. Pince?" I tap the shoulder of a slender lady with black hair.
"Yes?" She turns around and widens her eyes. "Ms, Lestrange, I didn't think I'd see you here at this time. Remus says you like to eat, so wouldn't you be at dinner?"
I do love food, but I wasn't hungry.
"Oh yes, I just wanted to pick up a book before going." I lie.
"What is it you're looking for?"
"A book about peculiar birthmarks. Or scars." I say.
"Ahh, yes, it's right over here." She hands me a book, with a red hardcover, and golden lines on the back. That read; Birthmarks and Scars hidden meanings.
"Thanks so much." I fake a smile.
"Anytime! Come back for your next book hon." I assume she's headed to the Great Hall for dinner. I walk back out to meet Newt.
"Birthmarks and Scars hidden meanings? Why do you need that?" Newt asks.
"For someone...my brother." I lie.
"Oh, ok let's carry on. We need to go to the Great Hall for dinner."
"Ok, I won't be going to dinner...I'm just not hungry?"
"I think you should eat."
"Why would I listen to you? Hmm? I only just met you."
"You don't have to listen...it's just my opinion."
"Then, your opinion isn't irrelevant to me."
We walk throughout the Castle, he shows me clearly where each classroom is and where all the lavatories are. "This room isn't available, some crazy person smeared or put blood on the walls."
"I wouldn't say they're crazy, possibly mad. They are still mad just hiding it because they're with some really hot boy." I blurt without thinking.
"Do you know who it was?" His obliviousness saves me.
"Wild guess." I shrug.
"Hm, ok." He smirks. "Well, here's your common room. See you in class tomorrow?"
"For sure." I flash my eyes at him away from the painting. His eyes glow into mine. I walk into the Common room, and once I sit down on the leather couch in the completely empty room, and start flipping through pages of the book. It has tones of pictures and blurbs about odd Scars and Birthmarks.
I wonder what my Dagger birthmark blurb would say...