" I love you."

The 3 drawn out words made Draco jump. " Y-you love me?" he asked nervously.

Pansy nodded and took his head in her hands and kissed him passionately. Draco was afraid of this… he knew that it would happen sometime… but how could he tell her? In truth, the entire time of their glomping was to ease the pain that he wasn't doing it with Granger.

He had to see the stupid idiot kiss her and hug her every day… Weasley.

Draco backed away wide- eyed.

" What's wrong Drakey-bear?" Pansy asked as she walked slowly toward him, batting her eye lashes.

The Slytherin boy closed his eyes tightly and yelled: " I don't love you!" He made sure that he wasn't crying and ran off to Defense Against the dark arts.

~*~

" What do I do?!?!? Help me you buffoons!"

He screamed at Crabbe in Goyle with his face on the pillow. The followers looked at each other nervously and held out a glass of water for him. Malfoy slapped it out of their hands and it fell onto the floor with a crash. He stood up, and began to pace franticly.

" What do I do? I know Granger will never, ever love me, and now Pansy probably hates me, so now I will never have a girlfriend! Arrg!"

Crabbe stood up, and fiddled with his finders. " W-well maybe you c-could charm her?" He stuttered.

Malfoy looked up as if he just got a brilliant idea. " I know what I'll do! I'll… charm Granger into loving me!" He ran off to his brilliant plan, as the two " buffoons" looked at each other, shrugged, and began eating some cake.