Detention! what is that? Okay, so I did set off those fireworks, but come on that class needed a little spark! It's not my fault that Binns bores me. He bores just about everyone to acoma, psh that last bit I thought he himself was falling asleep. But either way, fireworks from my brothers shop should NOT end with a detention with snape. It shouldn't be, that's not necessary. But noooo because I'm Miss sparky I get to serve detention with snape. Oh well, no changing it now. Ah, it's dinner time, mmmm.

I walked down the halls, humming to myself, still happy even though my night is totally shot, completely wrapped up in my own world when next thing I know I smash right into somebody and end up on the floor.

"Oh, sorry. My bad." I said

"You know, Weaselette, you should really watch where you're walking rather than gavalanting all over the hallways like you own them not paying attention and running into unsuspecting people" he drawled. I looked up and not to my suprise there stood Draco Malfoy, looking utterly gorgeous like he stepped out of a magazine rather than getting smashed into, wait what?, I shook my head to clear the bizarre thoughts and simply shrugged

"You could have moved too, you know. But, it's my bad, sorry again." I shrugged it off, more hungry than wanting to fight. As I went to pull myself up, there was a hand extended to me. I looked up at him, and took his hand. He seemed shocked that I would actually take his hand, but recovered and hoisted me up. I thanked him and turned toward the great hall and was shocked when he fell into step beside me.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"Walking"

"But, with me?"

"Seems to be."

"Still a jerk, I see."

"Always" he finished. We kept walking in comfortable silence, which is odd I never thought I'd be comfortable around him, but here I was calmer than ever.

"Why'd you help me up?"

"Because you were on the ground."

"So, that never mattered before."

"I was taught manners, Weasley, but if you prefer me to go back to what you think I am. I can." he sneered. Looking like his usual self, but without the malice.

"No, no. That's alright. I was just curious." I chuckled.

"Hm, you know, that's an unusal reaction to me. I don't think anyone has ever laughed at me, to my face."

I laughed, outright.

"Okay, that's enough."

I didn't stop, "the look-"

"on-your- faaaaceeee"

I breathed deep, trying to calm down. & saw he was walking away.

"Malfoy, stop. I'm sorry, you just should have seen the look that crossed your face."

"I'm glad I didn't."

I stopped myself from laughing, and realized that we'd reached the hall. we stopped before the doors not yet opening them. I turned and looked at him

"Well, I guess this it is?"

"I guess."

"You know Malfoy, it was good talking, and walking with you."

he smirked, "I bet Weaselette"

I laughed, and the shadow of a smile crossed his face and we walked into the great hall, heading in seperate directions, both knowing our paths would collide again, just not knowing when.