I Don't Think About It((TOBIE&&CORY!!))

[Corliss Malfoy]

It had been only a few days before that the young Slytherin girl had been so wrongly traeted by her father's friend, Craven Smith. The wounds had started to heal, and she was accepting the fact that she was, indeed, preganat. After a long talk with the Healer and the Headmaster, she and Noah had been permitted to stay at Hogwarts, The Headmaster had even offered to preform a spell to quicken the pregnancy term so it would lst, not nine months, but three! The shock had taken about the length of three days to wear off, and still no one, not even Scorpius, knew of the event. Noah and Tucker were the only ones who knew. Rumors of something happening at Hogsmeade had spread quickly around Hogwarts, but they were mostly about the lie that Noah and Corliss had actually broken up. Lies.

The only problem with the seemingly perfect night was the soft growling of Corliss' belly. Still flat as it could be, the small girl ran her hand over the smooth surface, as if expecting to feel a baby bump forming. It was too soo though and she knew that. Sighing, she pushed her blankets off of her and swung her legs over the left side of her bed. She fought the urge to gasp in shock as her feet hit the cold surface of the stone floor. Her feet quickly found the warm, gray slippers that sat by her bed. Slipping them on, she made her way across the room, opening the door slowly.

She was taken back by how empty the Common Room was. It was, in fact, only twelve, and people usually still swarmed the warm room. Shurgging, she pushed through the portrait and made her way down the dark halls, sure to listen for any sound of teachers or Prefects.

She was happy to ake it to the Kitchens without any trouble, espically since Peeves normally taunted her. Oh how she hated that bloody thing. She rarely went out without him finding her. Sometimes, he even datred into her classes just to point and laugh. Such a pest! Tickling the bottom og the pear, Corliss let the painting swing open and stepped through the threshold.

Smiling at the warmth, Corliss accepted a nice, warm glass of hot coco from a smiling house elf. She glared at the creature, always taught not to pity or care for the things. She scowled as she sipped the liquid. It was perfect, another thing she hated about the things, they were just too perfect. Taking a cupcake from another, smaller elf, she took a seat by the crackling fire, shuddering as she relised how cold she really was in her short, black bottoms and lacy silver shirt.

[October Hemingway]

Tobie was alarmed to hear someone coming down the stairs from the girl's dorms so late at night, and she had quickly hid behind one of the couches as her friend, Corliss Malfoy, made her way passed her. She had justed finished shooing Aiden off to bed after one of their late-night snogging sessions which seemed to come regularly nowadays. She didn't mind, though; it was one of her selfish ways of overcoming Avery's death, and though she loved Aiden, she wasn't sure if she'd ever forget the way the Avery looked at her on the night they first shared a kiss.

She, herself, was dressed in a pale, aqua-blue teeshirt with some crazy graphic design on the front with rolled-up, gray Soffee shorts and socks with the no-slip grips of the bottom. Her hair was thrown up in a messy bun, and out of curiosity she had decided to follow her friend to where ever she may be off to. But...if Tobie knew Corliss well enough...she'd be headed for one place and one place only.

The kitchens.

She and Cor had always been known for late-night snacking sessions during sleepovers, so tonight would be no different. opening the portrait hole, Tobie followed Corliss out, staying a good fifty yards behind so she would go undetected. Once the kitchen was in sight, she got closer and closer until, when they were inside, she grabbed Cor's shoulder and hissed,

"Guess who!"

[Corliss Malfoy]

As Corliss sat down and looked into the fire, she let her mind wander. She had blocked out all the things that had happened in the past few weeks. She had killed Avery, her 'brothers' father had escaped from prison and killed his younger sister, she was preggers, oh and everyone, well Aiden and Tobie that is, seemed to not want to have anything to do with her. Of course! What a great four weeks, no?

She hadn't thought about what she had done to Avery since that night. She had completly blocked it from her mind. Too many good memories of that boy, too many kisses and hug to fully forget him. Thats what she had to do tough. Forget. Never look back. He was a traitor. Traitors must be taken care of. Ever had a job to do know, well at least the Inner Cirlce members did. Noah had to keep his fake friendship with the Metawolf up and keep feeding them information about hte NO. Lottie had met with each person alone though, so no one would try and trade deeds. She hadn't met with Corliss in provate though, she had announed it to the whole Inner Circle. No one thought she would do it, so she proved them wrong.

Caught up in thoughts of the late boy, she didn't take any notice in the prickling feeling that was slowly creeping up her neck. Too late! Someone grabbed her shoulder and the oh-so-familiar voice reached her ears. "Tobie?!" she asked, her heart beating again.