I was standing near the edge of the stairs and was about to walk down, when someone pushed me in my back. I felt myself fall and I saw the ground come closer in slowmotion. The next thing I knew my whole body hurt and two hands were on my shoulders, shaking me hard. 'Wake up girl! Open your eyes!' It was a familiar voice, but not from someone I particulary liked. I tried to remember, but gave up after a few seconds and I opened my eyes. A few inches away from my face, two piercing grey eyes were drilling in mine. I slightly widenend my eyes in shock, that Draco Malfoy, to whom the eyes belonged, was concerned in me. However, the moment I opened my eyes, he looked away, up towards the stairs. 'You see what you have done Potter? The worldsavior pushed a little girl from the stairs.'

I tried to get up, frustrated, while he softly pushed me down again. Who was he calling a little girl? I was barely a year younger then him. I was going to say something when professor Snape entered the scene. 'Mister Potter? Mister Malfoy? Do you care to explain what happened here?' For the first time, since the accident I looked at Harry Potter. He was standing halfway up the stairs, his face pale. Behind him were his two friends, Weasley and that Granger girl. 'It was Potter's fault, professor!' Draco said. I sniffed. 'Barely.' I said in a rough voice. 'It was nothing more then an accident.' Draco looked down on me with narrowed eyes. 'Be a good girl and be quiet.' he whispered to me. Professor Snape turned to Potter, who was opening his mouth and then closing it again. I heard Draco snicker and I sent him a glare, but he wasn't looking my way, still holding me down. Professor Snape said; 'Miss Eurydice probably hit her head pretty hard and isn't in the right mind to judge right now. Potter I want you in my office. Now.' With his face bent down, Potter followed Snape towards the dungeon, but before Snape entered the door, he half-turned and said to Draco; 'Mister Malfoy, if you could be so kind to bring her to Madam Pomfrey.'

I looked up at Draco. Now he was looking at me. 'Are you okay?' he said. I grunted and tried to get up again, but he was leaning over me, his face close to mine. I felt my face warm and I knew that I was scarlet red right now. He smirked at me, probably well aware of his annoying ability to charm girls. He led go of me and helped me up. People were still watching us, but he shooed them away. Then he took my arm and stirred me toward the Infirmary. I jerked my arm loose and said; 'I'm perfectly able to walk on my own, thank you.' I said, still a bit red. I saw him roll his eyes from the corners of my eyes, but I was determined not to be played with. Not like all those other girls.

'What's your name, anyway?' he asked, after a few minutes. 'Aella. Aella Eurydice.' I said, looking at him suspiciously. He took my hand and kissed it lightly. 'Well, nice to meet you, Aella.' I blushed again and quickly walked on. I heard him chuckle behind me.

Draco Malfoy. The guy of Hogwarts. He probably already shagged half the girls in the school. And that wasn't going to happen to me. I saw him letting his charm run on girls before, in corridors, classrooms and in the commonroom and girl's couldn't resist it. They would begin to giggle and do stupid things and the next week (at most) they would sit in the back of the commonroom, sadly staring at Draco, who dumped them after he got bored with them and was then already flirting with a new girl. I remember the time it was my best friend Anne's turn. Because of him she lost her virginity at the age of fourteen and the next day, he wouldn't even talk to her anymore. Anne had been crying for weeks. I'm already getting sick of the thought.

Out of nowhere someone grabbed me around my waist. 'Hey, don't go too fast, I'm supposed to bring you to the Infirmary, not the other way around.' I stepped backwards and hit the wall. 'Stop it!' I squecked, to my great dislike. He followed me and put his hands on either side of my head against the wall. He smirked. 'Stop what exactly?' he said, his eyes twinkling. I felt slightly claustrophobic, there between his arms, pressed against the wall with his body. His eyes really were very pretty. A thick grey, silver in the right light. His blond, also almost silver hair fell before them and I felt the soft seperate hairs tickle my face. He was far too close. I tried to focus, what was kind of hard, because of his warm, well shaped chest that distracted me. 'You know very well what I mean, you smart ass.' I said, in an attempt to sound firm, but that was kind of ruined because of the tremble in my voice. He smirked. 'I guess I do.' he said and I breathed in relief, but then he said; 'But why? Why should I stop?' His beautiful face came closer and he was leaning in. I knew he was going to kiss me and a small part (okay a very big part) wanted to give in. I slapped him.

He stumbled backwards and covered the right sight of his face with his hand. He looked at her with wide eyes and I looked back at him in shock. His hand dropped and I saw a red spot on his cheek, that had the awfully familiar shape of a hand. 'Did you just hit me?' he growled at me. If there was an award for the most stupid answers, I would have gotten it. 'No.' I said, shaking in fear. He was scary now, still beautiful, but your instinct told you to run, so much anger was there in his eyes. I turned and began to run. I could hear his footsteps behind me and of course he grabbed my arm in a matter of seconds. Damn his long legs. And my short ones. He flung me around and stood closely to me. 'You'll never do that again.' he whispered in a low angry voice. I tried to look away, but he jerked my face up again, forcing me to look in his eyes. I didn't give in that easily though and I shut my eyes.

After a few minutes he sighed. I peeked one eye open. Was he calm again? The anger was fading from his eyes and I opened the other eye also. 'Let's go to the Infirmary.' he said, grabbing my arm and dragging me along. I didn't protest this time. To all my dislike I saw that the red spot on his cheek was turning purple. I swallowed.

When we arrived at the Infirmary Madam Pomfrey came to Draco first. 'Oh dear, what happened to you? Shall I fix you up?' Draco, shook his head and shoved me forwards. 'She fell from the stairs.' he said. Madam Pomfrey wasn't surprised. I'd been there many times before, because of my clumsy accidents. 'Now, go lay down and I'll be with you in a second, Miss Eurydice, I'll attend young Master Malfoy first, before the bruise develops too much.' she said, pointing me a bed. I lay down and tried not to look at Draco, who was now sitting on the edge of another bed, while Madam Pomfrey touched his cheek with her wand. After a few seconds the colour began to fade and in a minute the spot was inisible. 'So.' Madam Pomfrey said. 'Done.' She walked back to me and began to examinate my head. I felt pretty emberresed and the edges of Draco's lips began to form into one of his infamous smirks. Hey? What was Draco still doing here. I expected him to be gone as soon as his face was healed. But he wasn't. He was standing at the foot of my bed, looking down on me, and I, of course, flushed again.

After twenty minutes Madam Pomfrey let me go. 'There is nothing wrong with that head of yours, but if you get stiff this day or tomorrow, you should come back and I'll give you something for that.' she said, closing the Infirmary doors behind them. Draco walked towards the dungeons and I followed him, seeing as I had nothing better to do. Before the wall that lead to the commonroom, where normally we would have said the password, he turned towards me. 'Why did you hit me?' he said, a curious look in his eyes. I didn't like the look and something in that look said to me he was still angry and that I could expect revenge soon. I'll just had to inspect every bite I ate and keep my wand with me at all times. 'Because you were going to kiss me.' I stated. 'So?' I didn't know what to answer to that. Why not really? He was gorgeous and could be charming and funny and he was smart. He was probably the most popular guy in the school, captain of the Slytherin quidditch team, heir of the Malfoy fortune and a lot of girls would die for the kiss he wanted to give me earlier. I shook my head to get rid of those filthy thoughts. I looked up at him and I knew he saw the undecision in my eyes, because he suddenly leaned in again to kiss me. Our lips met briefly, before I shoved him away. 'Didn't I already told you to stop!' I shrieked. He frowned in confusion. 'What is wrong with you!' he yelled. 'What is wrong with me?' I screamed back at him, not caring any more about the fact that I was making a fool out of myself. 'I'm not the one snogging random girls in the hallway, give them a fake dream, while all you want is a good shag!' I yelled. He raised his eyebrows. I gave a frustrated scream and growled the password at the wall. When the wall slid open and I stomped in, Draco yelled behind me; 'This is not the end of this! Nobody refuses the wishes of a Malfoy and you are no exception!' I shuddered, suddenly realizing that this boy could make my life a living hell.

I went straight to my dormitory and was relieved to find it empty. I sat down on my bed and softly touched my lips, still burning from where Draco's had touched mine.

Authors Note:

Okay this is just a randomly placed story, because the idea came to my mind and I just had to write it down. I sort of like it but I'm not very sure of it. Reviews would help me very much (hint hint).

Also Harry Potter is obviously not mine, because I wouldn't write lame fanfics then, but I was now buying my tenth summerhouse. Aella Eurydice is someone I came up with (in your face Rowling ;D)

Also I'm dutch, so if I misspelled things or something (which I probably did) please let me know, because my damn spelling check won't switch to english!

Another thing that is probably worth mentioning is that she is sixteen now (what makes Draco seventeen).

The last and final thing is that her name is from Greece. Aella is Greek for 'whirlwind' and it was the name of the Amazone warrior Heracles killed during one of his 'missions'. Eurydice is the loved one of Orpheus, the halfgod, who went to the Underworld to get her back from Hades. However he messed up and he had to leave without her.

Again; REVIEW!

(rating is M now, because I'm not sure about what people think is the crossingline between T and M, but I just wanted to be safe. If you think it's T, please let me know in your review)