I walked over to the back and sat down quickly shoving my bag under the table, balling up my hand in a fist and leaning my head on it. I glanced from the corner of my eyes to see Malfoy in such a calm posture with both his hands on the desk infront of them and slouched in his seat.

"Today, you will be taking a quiz, to ensure that you remember everything from your last year" Snape's voice drawled throughout the classroom, an hour into the day and he was already making the teens yawn with boredom.

My hand shot up. Snape sighed quietly.

"Yes Miss Croft"

"Why arn't we physically learning how to defend ourselves? I mean that's what defense against the dark arts is right?" I asked.

"Miss Croft if you want anymore dententions this year carry on" Snape replied. Jace from across the room gave her a stern look. I huffed and sat back in the seat.

"Sorry, your highness" I mumbled. A muffled laugh from next to me and I cast my eyes towards him.

About an hour later Snape dismissed us but before we were actually aloud to run out of the classroom, literally. He decided to give us as project to do.

"You will doing a project about the history of your chosen famous wizard about them, how their life was at Hogwarts, their friends here and what they did to make them so well known, and you will work with whoever you sit next to." The whole glass moaned.

I cannot believe I have to work with Malfoy, besides we are so doing Godric Gryfindor, there is no way I am doing Salazar, he can shove it.

I caught up with Jace out side the classroom and we both started to walk to our next lesson before I heard someone call my name, I heard Jace mumble under his breath and turned round to see who it was and I moaned too.

"What do you want Malfoy?" I asked. Malfoy stared at me and grabbed my arm into a free hallway, Jace didn't bother helping me, he knew I could handle Malfoy on my own but if I wern't back beside him in less than a minuite he will find me.

I ripped my arm away from Malfoy's strong grip and narrowed my eyes at him.

"What?" I asked again.

"We need to decide what were going to do" I looked at him confused before I realised he was actually on about the project.

"If you think for a second that we are doing Salazar Sytherin you can think again" Malfoy sneered at me.

"Well if you think were doing bloody Godric Gryfindor you can shove it as well Croft" I sighed in annoyance.

"Just whatever, I'm not in the mood right now, just meet me in the libary after lunch and we'll sort it, wether you get a bruise or not depends on you" I walked back out and over to Jace who was patiently waiting for me.

After lunch I went to the library to meet Malfoy, he was sat on one of the tables in the ailse.

"Finally" He mumbled, I scowled at him.

"What is your problem?" I asked. Malfoy sneered at me.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I stared at him longly wondering what on earth I could've done, I mean sure, I'm not exacly his best friend but we hadn't fought in about a week.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Malfoy smirked at me and laughed, he actually laughed at me.

"Grace Croft asking a Malfoy what's wrong" I huffed.

"You know what, just forget it" I started to get up when my wrist was being pulled back to sit in the seat. "Seriously Malfoy what has gotten into you? These past few weeks I've barley even seen you"

"Nothing alright? Just leave it"

"Fine...So who are we doing?" Malfoy smirked at my comment and I rolled my eyes. "About are project"

"I don't know, but not Godric" I scowled at him for like the fifth time.

"Fine, but were not doing Salazar either"

"Why not?" Malfoy argued.

"Because I said so that's why" I shouted back.

"You know what, you're a real piece of work Croft" Malfoy ran his hand through his gorgeous hair- wait what? His gorgeous hair? When have I even thought Draco was- WAIT WHAT? DRACO WHAT IN HELL IS HAPPENING!

Suddenly before I knew it I was being flung across the room with Malfoy pinning me against the wall. I heard a loud crash come from behind him but I wasn't paying any mind to it. I couldn't stop staring at Malfoy's lips that were merely inches away from my own. We both moved closer together our lips slightly touched before we were both knocked out of our reverie.

"I...I...Um...I have to go" I pushed him off of me, picked up my bag and ran out of the library, not notcing an entire bookshelf had pratically fallen over. When I got out I leaned against the wall and sighed.

What the bloody hell just happened?

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