Hey everyone, I am still working on my other story, no worries, but this one popped into my head. As soon as I find my other notebook, I'll post from that. Anyway, without further ado, my new story.

Chapter One

Late Nights

It was late, (A/N its always late in these stories, but whatever) and I was in the library, studying. Being a Prefect had its perks; I could stay in the library as late as I wanted, which I usually did. Harry and Ron thought I was crazy, but I didn't care. I always felt safe among the books. Now, the library was dark except for my little table in the corner. It was a Friday night and the Gryffindor common room had been louder than normal. Fred and George had invented a new item, and Ron was testing it on a few first years. Everyone kept squealing about something, so I had left, seeking quiet. There were four essays due next week, and I wanted to get them done early, like I normally did. I picked up the parchment in front of me and tucked my hair behind my ears. It was long and wavy now; the bushiness had grown out of it, thank God. I jumped when the clock in the other corner of the library chimed. It sounded once, and I realized it was one in the morning. It didn't seem all that late though. I stood and stretched, then tugged my skirt back into place and shoved my books into my bag. Throwing it over my shoulder, I walked through the library, pausing twice to put books back on the shelves. Stepping out the door into the hall, I was surprised at how dark it was. All the torches were out, and the only light came from the few windows. The moon was almost full and Professor Lupin would be getting ready to curl up in a room, wherever he was. The Order was keeping everyone pretty busy lately. I pulled my wand out of my pocket and whispered 'Lumos' giving myself some light. Walking quietly down the hall, I still watched for Mrs. Norris, out of habit. Filch had actually started to like me a bit now that I had stopped several first years from planting another swamp in the Potions corridor. At the corner I would have turned at to head towards the Gryffindor common room, I paused for a second then kept walking. I had been here for five years, and I knew my way to the Gryffindor common room, by heart. Now that I was in my sixth year, I was headed for the Prefect common room. Reaching the place where I would take the stairs up, I stopped and swore. The staircase had moved. When I was through cursing, I realized I was near the Prefect bathroom. I headed down the hall toward the statue of Boris the Bewildered. A bath would work the kinks out of my neck, and by the time I was done, the stairs would probably be back. At the fourth door on the left, I said the password, still 'Pine Fresh'. It opened and I stepped inside, causing the torches to flare up. My eyes watered from the sudden bright light, so I dimmed them. Dropping my bag on the floor I walked over to the pool. I turned a few knobs and ended up with kiwi, melon, and strawberry. I unclasped my robe and dropped it, then transfigured my uniform into a bathing suit. Stepping into the pool, I was pleasantly surprised at the warmth, like I usually was. I swam a few laps, stretching my aching muscles. When I finished, I was beginning to get sleepy from the heat. I swam over to a darker corner that had water jets. Leaning back, only my head was above water. The heat was slowly loosening my tight muscles. I had been working too hard lately, and not exercising enough. Either way, I soon drifted off.

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Draco's POV

It was late, but I couldn't sleep. Hell, I could never sleep. I was sitting in front of the fire in the Slytherin common room, but it did little to dispel the chill. The room was empty, except for me and my thoughts. I had been sitting here since ten, and had kicked Pansy out at 11:15. The room and emptied quickly after that, everyone fearing that I would turn my temper on them. It had been shorter than normal lately, due to my father's usual demands and my lack of sleep. The big, ornate Grandfather clock in the corner of the room struck 1:30, startling me out of my thoughts. I stood up and left, and the portrait slammed behind me. Jogging up the stairs, I headed for the Prefect quarters and my room. I had the feeling I would be up pacing until dawn again, like I had the last few nights. Three flights of stairs later, I was standing next to an opening in the railing. The staircase had moved, and I swore. I didn't want to go back to the Slytherin common room or head to the kitchen. I swore a few more times, then headed down the hall toward the Prefect bathroom. I could waste time there, then come back and see if the staircase was back. At the correct door, I muttered the password and walked in. The lights were already on, but dimly. The room smelled like fruit. I dropped my robe next to the pool and turned some knobs. A spicy rain smell permeated the air. I unbuttoned my shirt, then carefully folded it and set it on a stool. After transfiguring my black pants into black swimming shorts, I stepped into the pool. I swam laps until my arms were tired, then swam lazily over to the corner with the water jets.  It was darker over there and I settled in, hoping I might be able to drift off. Just then, my foot bumped into something. I opened my eyes, and swore loudly.

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~K~