Idk what to say guys. I was board, then this hit me. I just had to wright it. (It helps with writers-block). Have fun!!

Chapter 1: The Pointless Song

Draco was walking the hallways, being the Head Boy and all, it was his job. He rounded the corner, almost finished with his patrolling, when he saw someone. Great! Now he couldn't go to bed right away liked he planed.

"Hey! You! What are you doing up?" I called coming up behind the person. He walked over quickly, aggravated that the person didn't turn around. He put a strong hand on the person's shoulder. He smiled as he/she jumped and whirled around.

He quickly realized that the person was a she and a mud-blood. It was pretty obvious, especially when she was holding a muggle-looking devise. It glowed for a moment before turning dark. She wrapped a white cord around it and she scrabbled to her feet.

"What house are you in?" he asked, going through the procedure.

She held her chin up, "Griffindor." Fabulous. He thought.

"And what are you doing up?" He hair was pulled back into a low pony tail but hair was escaping. She wore a simple spaghetti strap top and shophie-shorts.

"Couldn't sleep." She said in a clipped tone.

"Whatever. I don't want to deal with you right now. Go back to your dormitory." Draco said rubbing his eyes.

She nodded and ran off. Draco sighed before returning to his own dorm.

*******

Draco walked the next day into Potions late, about five minutes or so. Snape didn't care, he never did. The only downside was that he didn't get to choose his partner. Today he was lucky, there was two open spots.

One next to... Pansy.

And the other next to a black haired girl.

Draco took seat next to the black haired girl, she was in Griffindor maybe, he could dock points off the House if he sat with her.

He pulled the seat back and she looked up.

Well well well. He thought. It was the girl from last night. There was something wrong with her eyes, they weren't huge like they should be (for it was rather dark in the dungeons) they were small like they were outside in the blinding sun and she was squinting.

"Get to work." Snape snapped.

She got up and walked over to the ingredients cabinet. We were making a simple healing potion. Draco wondered vaguely what was wrong with her eyes.

She came back and started to dice some of the ingredients.

Well tried is the more accurate word. Her hands were shacking - hard - like she was cold. Draco sighed and took the knife and ingredients from her.

"Stir." was all he said. She only nodded.

They finished first with and "Outstanding" and twenty points to Slytherin.

The class ended and the black haired girl was the first one out the door and up the stairs.

Draco didn't even get to know her name.

*******

It was night-time again. Draco had just finished his rounds and was heading back to the dungeons for bed. And that was when he saw a faint glow from further down the hallway.

Damn it. he thought.

He walked up quietly - intending to scare the shit out of the person - when he saw that it was the girl from the other night. He grabbed her shoulder; she jumped.

"What are you doing up?" he sighed.

"Couldn't sleep." she said almost happily.

"Bull shit. You said that last night." he crossed his arms.

"And?" she lifted her hand to Draco's hair and petted it back. Her hand shook. "Sorry, that was going to bug me." she smiled a big dorky smile only a Griffindor could pull.

"What's your name?" he said trying very hard to not ask her to do that again.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she straitened his robes, "Sorry, that was going to bug me, too."

"Yes I would." he said as shivers ran up and down his spine.

"Why?" she giggled like a little kid on Christmas.

"Because if I don't, then it would make it really hard for me to give you your proper punishment."

"Oh, that sounded naughty." she said giggling again, while rocking back a forth.

Draco just rolled his eyes, "What's your name?"

"Maggie." she chirped.

"Maggie what?" Draco felt like he was talking to a mental person.

"Maggie McMann." she giggled again.

"Well, Maggie McMann, why are you up?" He placed his hands on his hips. With a sudden jolt Draco realized something, they were flirting.

"I'm lost." she said rocking on her heals while she was giggling.

What? "What year are you in?" Was she a fucking first year? he thought with a shudder.

"I'm a fifth year." Holy shit, same fucking year as me. And she's LOST. I'm talking to a DUMB ASS! he thought with a groan.

"How are you lost?" he demanded.

"I don't know this part of the castle that well... Never actually been down here except for Potions class... And I don't like lingering after class... And it looks rather interesting... Even though I'm so familiar with the dark... That sounded naughty too... It looks kinda scary... What's wrong with you?" she asked for Draco's mouth was hanging wide open.

"What's wrong with me? Nothing. I think something is wrong with you, actually." he put a hand to her forehead, "Are you feeling sick? Hungry? Uh.. Okay?" Wait a second, am I worrying about someone? And Griffindor no less? He groaned again.

"Mmm. Your hand feels good." she sighed leaning into it.

"Uhh.." he said as she swayed from side to side. He wrapped his arm around her to prevent her from falling. She leaned her head on his chest.

"You smell good too." she stated like she said the comment every day. It made his heart beat faster.

Somehow they ended up on the floor with Draco's head in Maggie's lap. She hummed a sweet tune. There was no beat to it, high notes and low notes mixed together to form a pointless song. She would take it one way then out of the blue she would turn it around and would take a different path.

Draco was fast asleep, dreaming a pointless dream.

*******

Maggie gently placed his head on the stone floor still humming quietly to him. She carefully took his wand and set it so that it would wake him a three a.m.. She summoned some paper, a pencil, and left him a note. Hopefully she wouldn't get in trouble.

'Thanks for a fun night. I had a great time. Please forgive me for leaving you. I just can't stand being still for very long. -- Maggie' her hand writing looked like scribbles on the paper. She shrugged and placed it gently under Draco's hand.

She continued humming as she found her way out of the dungeons, to her delight, and into the common room in no time. She steadily headed up the stairs, careful not to wake anyone. She slid into her bed and watched her room mates sleeping as she crushed another pill and swallowed it.

Maggie didn't sleep that night.

*******

Draco's pocket buzzed. It was three a.m. on the dot. He was tired and sore. He sat up and looked at the note and smiled in a totally Un-Slytherin, and Un-Malfoy smile. Draco trudged tiredly back to the common room. He flopped down onto his bed and didn't even bother to take off his shoes.

He was out like a light within seconds.