Looks are Decieving

Chapter 7

List of plans for revenge~

*Kill him

*Kill him

*Kill him

*Torture him painfully

*Kill him

*Kill him

*Torture him some more-

Wait a sec this plan is seriously stupid. (Scrunch!) Anyway... ... ...

List of plans for revenge 2 ~

*Torture

*Physical violence

*Blow up his cauldron in Potions (Ask Fred and George for help.)

*Kill him

God I love killing. Excellent. Now I will have my revenge. Hehehe... ... ...

Angelina looked at her list proudly. It was time to put her plan in action. The idea about blowing up Malfoy's cauldron was very tempting and that was exactly what she was going to do. Angelina 'Hehed' again. (A/N Is Hehed even a word?! What is the world coming to? Anyway what I mean is she said hehe again.)

Hermione looked at Angelina curiously. She had had that smile plastered on her face since she had woken up. What the hell was going on inside that girl's head? Hermione thought. She shrugged and continued to eat her breakfast.

First up was potions and Angelina was definitely happy that it was.

"Why are you so happy about having potions?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, nothing," Angelina replied, still smiling. Hermione looked at her suspiciously but said nothing.

Entering the room Angelina happily took her seat next to Malfoy and began to grin evilly. She had worked out a plan and asked Fred and George for their help. They were pleased that someone else wanted to pay Malfoy back and were happy to help her. They had given her a few Filibuster fireworks so she could put her plan in action.

"Now class, today's lesson will focus on swelling solutions and how to make the antidote." Snape said, sneering at the Gryffindor's. He pointed the last comment at Neville Longbottom especially.

Angelina diligently set to work and as soon as they had finished, Angelina waited for her chance. When Snape and Draco were not watching she set the fireworks near the cauldron and took cover. It happened all so fast. The filibuster fireworks went off and the cauldron blew up, covering the unexpected Draco Malfoy from head to foot in the solution. Immediately he began to swell. All the Gryffindor's tried to stifle their laughs but couldn't hold them any longer.

When everyone had calmed down and Draco was taken to the Hospital Wing, Snape turned on Angelina. "Miss Nadford you were standing right next to Mr Malfoy why didn't you say anything. Ten points from Gryffindor."

"But, but sir that is not fair." Angelina began but Snape only took more points off. Angelina glared at Snape, but soon she began to smile triumphantly. Her planned had worked perfectly and now she had had her revenge. But still it wasn't enough.

***

The figure attacked, sending painful curses. While the girl yelled in pain. Screaming. Screaming for him to stop. Screaming for mercy for anything, but this torture. But he didn't stop. He cackled highly and laughed at the immense fear on the girl's face. Soon his laugh turned into a sneer. This girl wasn't even worth his time. She was a weakling and wasn't worthy to lick his cauldron clean. She screamed again as he hit her with the cruciatus curse. He laid every painful curse he knew. He sent the imperious curse, making her whack herself against the brick wall ten to twenty times. The girl fell to the ground with one last scream unconscious. Quickly he placed the memory charm on her, so she wouldn't remember being attacked by him. His work here was now done and he disappeared with a swish of his cloak, cackling as he did so.

***

Ginny walked along the corridors cursing Professor McGongall for all the work she had given them. She turned the corner and gasped. A girl about sixteen lay there unconscious. Bruises covered her body and there was a pool of blood surrounding her head. Ginny felt nauseous and then she screamed.

Ginny screamed that was all she could do. Scream, scream for her dear life. All along the corridor doors began to flung open crashing against the wall. Ginny could hear shuffling of feet and soon a crowd had formed around her. Everyone stood there in silence gasping at the girl that lay there.

McGonagall made way for Madame Promfrey to take the poor girl away. "I would like you all to get back to class and stay calm. We will find out who is behind this and make sure no one else ends up like this," Professor McGonagall said grimly.

Slowly a red liquid, blood Angelina realised, began to form words on the wall. It said ~

Give up and join the dark side or more people will die

Many people gasped and wondered who the message was directed at. Shit, Angelina thought, why are they doing this? My life is over. They're going to kept killing people until I agree. Fuck! Why me!

Angelina wanted to scream this out, but held her tongue. She couldn't say anything... yet.

"Harry are you alright? Do you think that the message is referring to you?" Hermione asked, as they began to make way to their next class. Concern obvious in her voice.

Harry shook his head. "I don't know Herm, I just don't know. All I want to know is why would they suddenly want me to join the dark side when Voldemort has always wanted to kill me?" Angelina, Hermione and Ron all shrugged.

Angelina inwardly laughed a nervous laugh. Why is he worried? That message isn't targeted at him, Angelina thought bitterly.

***

Draco Malfoy sat on his bed wondering what had just happened. One minute there's a scream from that Weasley girl then that stupid message, supposedly from Voldemort. Who else would it have been? Draco snorted in disgust at how low his father and the dark lord had gone.

But who was that message targeted at? Draco thought. It couldn't have been Potter. He's a useless piece of shit, why would Voldemort want him on his side. Or............... Hey wait a sec; has this got anything to do with Angelina? I mean why would Voldemort want me to lure her in? But why the heck do they want her? It's not like she's got some power they want. She's just a thirteen-year-old smart ass who thinks she's so good. Draco pondered this and the only explanation was to get some answers from his father and fast.

***

Angelina saw that the whole school was very unsettled, even the Slytherins seemed like they had no idea about the event that had occurred the day before. The Hufflepuff girl had woken up that morning, but couldn't remember what had happened, or who for that matter. Nor could the Professors figure out why someone would attack her of all people.

Angelina sat down guiltily knowing that she was the cause. Rumours had been spread that it was Harry. Some of the Hufflepuffs even began to blame Harry, saying that first it was Cedric and now this. Harry shouldn't be getting the blame, Angelina thought. It was me not him. Angelina inwardly groaned at all the trouble she had caused.

Angelina looked up and saw Dumbledore staring intently at her. Did he know? No one could have known it was her. She looked away from the piercing gaze of the headmaster, only to find a certain pair of grey eyes staring back at her. Did he have anything to do with this? Why was he staring at her like that? It was freaky for god's sake. Was it stare at Angelina day or was it just her?

McGonagall had announced that classes would go on as usual and so would Quidditch matches. Houses would have tryouts throughout the week and the first match would begin with Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw.

Their first lesson for the day would be... wait a minute, Angelina thought. Today's a Saturday we don't have lessons. She shook her head and mentally laughed at her stupidity. That meant she could spend the whole day thinking about the one thing on her mind - Dominic Vanhousan. But how was she supposed to think about him, when she had no idea who he was? All she knew was that he had the most dazzling blue eyes she had ever seen.

Angelina looked around the great hall and found Dominic sitting with his friends at the Ravenclaw table. So he was a Ravenclaw and he looked like a fifth year, but then again who knew. Angelina took out her book and began to read, while waiting for her friends to finish eating. That was until an annoying little bastard named Draco Malfoy interrupted them.

"Well, well look's like Potter lost his touch. No longer the Most Adored Boy but the Most Despised Boy." Draco snickered.

"Well hello Malfoy," Angelina retorted sarcastically. "I see that your injury hasn't affected your oversized ego one bit. It's nice to see you!" Angelina smiled, mentally snickering at the joke she pulled on Malfoy, but was upset that he had fully healed except for his nose.

"Oversized ego more like oversized nose," Harry stated, sending Hermione and Ron into fits of laughter.

Draco sneered, but stopped, probably because his nose hurt too much. "Well Potter your personality isn't much better. Playing the useless hero who always gets the blame. It's not nice to kill people, let alone torture them." He snickered.

"Ooh, really witty must be your best comeback yet!" Angelina announced. She put her book down and applauded lightly before picking it up again. She was sick and tired of Malfoy's annoying behaviour. Boy did she just want to smack his head inside and out.

"Shut up mudblood. I wasn't talking to you," Malfoy snickered again.

Angelina looked ready to explode. Her eyes were shooting sparks at Draco and she was all tensed up. She opened her mouth and everybody winced, preparing themselves for the shout, but instead something unexpected happened.

"Why can't you leave us alone?" Angelina asked him softly, her eyes filled with sadness. Without another word, she stood up stiffly, pushed past Draco and walked (not stormed) out of the Great Hall.

Malfoy and the trio sat there gaping at the spot where Angelina had been. They had never expected her to just say a simple thing like leave me alone and just walk out. They had prepared for a humongous explosion, an outburst. Anything but what just had happened.

***

Angelina sat there by the lake thinking about her life and what had happened over the past few months. When a tap on her shoulder jerked her out or her daydream. Jumping up and twirling around, Angelina turned face to face with a pair of brilliant blue eyes. Angelina found herself gaping again and slightly began to blush.

"Hi, I believe we met the other day. It's Angelina isn't it?" Dominic asked politely, a tinge of amusement in his voice.

Angelina flushed a little but redder. "Yes, it is. Dominic right?" He nodded.

"Um... I saw that little scene you had with that Malfoy guy," he began. "You two seem to have something going on."

"Oh my god?! Are you serious? This can't be happening your turning into Hermione!" Angelina said unbelievably. "I won't be able to deal with another Hermione. One is enough. Seriously there is nothing going on between me and Malfoy. He's a jerk who's seriously up himself."

"Whoa, I guess I was wrong," Dominic replied good-naturedly. The two stood there in a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, that was, until Dominic broke it.

"So Angelina, why don't you tell me about your self. You know background information or something." Dominic immediately regretted it.

Background information? What the hell was that? Way to go Vanhousan.

"Uh, ok if you really want to know," Angelina said a little uncertainly.

"Yeah I do," he replied.

"Okay then, well I live in a big manor in a place you probably won't know. I have a sister who also came here. I'm a Gryffindor in my fifth year, even though I'm thirteen. I really like Arithmancy, but I really suck at Charms and herbology. I have a really bad temper and... Well I think that's it. Now it's your turn," Angelina said counting off the points on her fingers. Anything to have to look at Dominic, who, she thought, was probably laughing at her stupidity.

"Okay," Dominic began. "I'm a Ravenclaw fifth year, I play keeper for Quidditch, I'm really good at Charms and basically like all my subjects, except for potions. I have no brothers or sisters and I live in a small, comfy house with my parents."

"That's nice. You should feel really lucky," Angelina replied with a smile.

"Yeah I do," Dominic stated.

"So why did you come out here?" Angelina asked curiously.

He suddenly looked nervous and began to blush slightly. "I, uh, I er wanted to ask if you um, well you know, if you were, uh-" Dominic stuttered, turning even more red. "Ifyouwantedtogooutwithme."

"What did you say?" Angelina asked, bewildered at the sudden change in Dominic's speech.

"Look it's nothing. I'll see you around!" Dominic said suddenly and quickly walked back into the castle. Angelina stared after him disappointed. Half of her wanted to run up to him and ask him out, but the other half didn't. Life was really complicated. Damn life.

***

The next morning all the students third year and above prepared as they made their way to Hogsmeade. Everyone casually got to the small town, laughing, talking and screaming. Angelina sighed as she took her place next to Hermione. "So how was your little walk yesterday?" Hermione asked slyly.

"Walk?" Angelina asked.

"Yeah the one you took to the lake yesterday after breakfast," Herm replied.

"Oh that one. It was okay," Angelina replied nervously.

"Just okay?! Are you serious?! Just okay!" Hermione said exasperatedly. Angelina stared bewilderedly at Hermione.

"What are you talking about Herm?" Angelina asked.

"God, you're blind. I mean you and Dominic. Hint hint," Hermione replied.

"Nothing happened Hermione, we're not even friends okay. More like acquaintances," Angelina stated, a hint of disappointed of the day before in her voice slipping out before she could help it.

"If you say so," Hermione retorted with a small smile. She would be playing a little match making this year. Widening her smile as Harry and Ron came up to them.

The foursome looked through windows, looking for presents for their early Christmas shopping. Splitting into two groups they decided to meet back at The Three Broomsticks in exactly twenty minutes.

Ron and Harry went one way while Angelina and Hermione went the other. Angelina followed Hermione inside various shops buying hardly anything. After twenty minutes of Hermione's shopping they finally met up with Ron and Harry at the entrance of The Three Broomsticks.

Entering the bar, Hermione looked around for a table. Spotting one right next to one where Dominic sat with his friends, she walked over with a sly look on her face. Hermione beckoned for the two boys to sit down at the table, leaving Angelina with the only seat available, which happened to be closest to Dominic. Angelina reluctantly sat down, glaring at Hermione, who was smiling innocently. As soon as Angelina had sat down, Hermione immediately began conversing with Dominic's friends who seemed just as eager to embarrass Dominic in front of Angelina, as Hermione was eager to do to Angelina. Ron and Harry seeing what she was up to joined in torturing Angelina also. Angelina meanwhile was sitting refusing to even glance at Dominic.

"Hey Angelina," Hermione said, nudging Angelina. "Don't be rude, talk to Dominic and his friends."

Angelina gave Hermione her glariest glare, but did Hermione take notice? No, she didn't. Angelina glared at Hermione for a while longer until she realised that everybody was waiting for her.

Scowling at Hermione and the grinning Ron and Harry Angelina turned and faced Dominic. She fought the urge to blush as she looked at Dominic.

"Er, hi," She said awkwardly. "My name is Angelina Nadford, I believe we haven't met before," she introduced herself to the Ravenclaw people. They chorused their names and waited, secretly, to see how Dominic and Angelina would act, so close next to each other. They seemed determined to pretend that each other didn't exist. The two groups chatted over chatter-overable topics until Angelina stood up.

"I need to go to Honeydukes and get some things," Angelina said as she pushed her stool and headed for the door.

"Wait Angelina," Michael Olsen, Dominic's best friend, said stopping Angelina. "Dominic said that he needed something from Honeydukes as well. Didn't you?" he asked his best friends innocently.

"But I already-" Dominic started to say.

"Of course he does," Michael finished for Dominic, as if Dominic hadn't spoke.

"You don't mind Angelina do you if someone else comes with you?" Hermione asked, twirling a piece of hair in her fingers, looking guiltlessly at her. Angelina gritted her teeth, but agreed. What else could she do?

"Well you two go along now and have fun," Michael continued ushering the two outside.

"Congratulations Hermione on a wonderful match making session," Michael began, as son as the two had left, offering his hand for Hermione to shake. Hermione took it in complete seriousness.

"And thankyou for helping me succeed," Hermione replied, until everyone had cracked up.

Dominic and Angelina walked in silence, Angelina telling herself not to blush and Dominic thinking about how idiotic he looked right now. More silence followed as they entered Honeydukes.

Angelina went around picking the lollies that she wanted followed closely by Dominic. Quickly buying them at the counter Angelina and Dominic left.

Silence continued to follow them on the way back. Angelina trying very hard not to blush and Dominic just blushing a lot. So they were walking along and suddenly someone broke the silence............

"I like you," Dominic said suddenly out of the blue.

Angelina not being prepared and concentrating on not blushing stumbled and fell over.

Pulling herself up she replied, now really red, "What did you say?!"

"I uh, I uh said I like beans. Yeah that's right. Beans, I like jelly beans," He answered, blushing a bright red.

"Okay then, that's good..." Angelina trailed off not knowing what to think. At first she had thought he said he liked her. But that just had to be the most absurd thing that he could of said. Then again a tiny part wanted him to say that he liked her, but then again that could be a really bad thing. Uggh, life was impossible wasn't it?

Both blushing terribly and unable to hide it they entered the Three Broomsticks and took their seats among their friends. Their friends glanced at each other not sure if they should say then one of them did...

"So you two seem a little flushed. What exactly happened out there Angelina?" Hermione asked slyly.

"Nothing," Angelina replied, glaring at her so-called friend.

"Well then how come you seem to be really flushed?"

"It was cold outside. I ran all the way back. Really fast," Angelina said haltingly.

"Well what about you Dominic old pal? You seem flushed too," Michael asked.

"Nothing, it was cold outside. I ran all the way back. Really fast." Dominic answered.

"Um, it's the middle of Autumn. Besides I was out there only a few minutes ago and it was not that hot," Hermione continued slyly.

"It is not the middle of Autumn Hermione. It is the end of Autumn. Middle, end, middle, end, there is a difference you know. And it is cold out there!" Angelina replied indignantly.

"Really now, I somehow don't think that as the situation. I can just see it now. You and Angelina playing cat and mouse. You chasing her around, then after running around you catch her. Then you embrace her in a long passionate fiery-" Michael began, while everyone was trying not to laugh, but he was cut off.

"Shut up!" Dominic hissed, turning an even brighter red as he clamped a hand over his best friend's mouth. Michael was surprised at Dominic's behaviour as everybody else was. Dominic glared at his friend one more time, before removing his hand.

No one spoke at first but, Michael being Michael broke it, "I think I'll take that as a no?"

Dominic said nothing; slowly conversation once again began in their little group. More silence. (There's a lot of silence when it comes to these guys, doesn't it?) And more silence, until that is, when Draco Malfoy turned up.

Draco walked in, spotting Dominic and Angelina he smirked evilly and walked over. Ron attempted to lunge at him, but Harry had him held back. "What do you want Malfoy?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at Draco.

"Oh nothing just wanted to say that," Malfoy began and smirked. "Just that as I was walking past Vanhousan and Nadford I just happened to hear something."

"Oh really and what was that?" Michael pitched in; clearly the whole table was now very interested in what Malfoy had to say. Even Ron no longer attempted to lung for the blond boy's throat.

"Well Vanhousan said that he likes-"