Zara sat at the small round table of the Divination class strumming her fingers against the brown wood. Professor Trelawney ran around like a headless chicken from table to table examining the tea cups of the students. They were studying something called tasseomancy; the reading of tea leaves. Zara sighed, twirling the china teacup by the thin little handle. She never did believe in future seeing through the use of rituals and tools. She found the subject and the crazy teacher to be a waste of time. Professor Trelawney for years had been foreseeing the death of many students, and yet they had not died. Even the other teachers started to contemplate on the removal of the subject all together.

Zara became startled when mad professor appeared in front of her suddenly, her magnified eyes staring at her.

"My dear! Your mind is drifting! Concentrate and delve deep into the beyond! Let me see your cup!"

Zara handed it over while Trelawney examined.

"My dear, look do you see it?" She pointed into the cup as Zara leaned over staring at the blotches of tea leaves. "There, there's a skull. That means you have dangers in your path. Oh, and there. Do you see the horse? That means a new love is coming your way!" Squinting her eyes Zara tried to see the shapes that were apparently there, but she could just see specks of tea leaves scattered in the cup. She looked back up to the frizzy haired woman, smiled and thanked her for the reading not wanting to dishearten her. She quickly scampered to another table.

From behind her the slick voice of Malfoy ran through Zara's ears.

"Now I know all this tea reading stuff is defiantly a load of bull. Someone, loving you, Milani? That's rich!" A chorus of sniggers arose from his table.

Zara whipped her head around, her eyes shooting daggers at him. "Fuck off Malfoy."

"What Milani? It's not my fault that you're a reject to love. Heck…not even your parents love you."

Zara was seeing red, the anger took over her body and she lost control of her actions. All she remembered of the incident was the loud thwack of her hand meeting the pale cheek of Draco. Needless to say, Draco was not happy.

Zara's anger has subsided once she had seen the red imprint of her hand form on the prince of Slytherins face. She had instantly regretted it. His face was a mixture of shock and anger. Gasping both of her hands had rose to cover her mouth and she realised she was no longer at her own table, but instead standing over Draco's sitting form. The whole class stared at the situation, shock on their face. The majority of the Gryffindors in the class had the look of shock as they tried to hide their smiles. Professor Trelawney had been completely oblivious to the situation. She stood confused as to why the class had been staring at the two figures. Suddenly she burst out in speech.

"Oh, class! You feel that too! Yes! I sense the aura coming of this young man too! Let me…let me see your cup!"

Zara awkwardly stepped away from Draco and went back to her seat as the wild woman scuttled towards him. Draco's eyes did not leave Zara and she could sense the anger that Draco was piercing through her with his eyes. She knew now she no longer was the girl he teased sometimes, just like everyone else he didn't approve of, but she was his target he was not going to let her get away with her actions. Once class was over, Zara literally sprinted out of class, making sure she didn't bump into Draco. Draco was the danger Zara had to avoid.


A group of girls sat in the Ravenclaw dorm room. Zara being one of them.

"Okay Zara! Your turn! Hmmm. Kill, fuck, marry: Crabbe, Goyle and Draco!" The group of girls giggled as Zara's face dropped.

"You're joking… you had to give me the worst people." Zara buried her face in her hands.

"Well I wouldn't say worst, I mean, Crabbe is sexy! Defiantly have to fuck him." Grace joked. "Common Zara! Choose!"

"Ergh, fine. Sorry Grace going to have to kill your lover, Crabbe."

Grace put on a fake shocked face "How could you? Hmmm…now that just leaves Fuck, Marry: Draco and Goyle."

Zara sighed. "Well I guess marry Goyle. He's too stupid to even know what marriage is. I could have an affair, or something." The girls chuckled.

"So that just leaves you to fuck Malfoy. Lucky you!" A girl called Elena piped in winking.

"Oh Merlin." Zara shuddered. "Just the thought of that makes me want to be sick. Anyone know the time."

"It's late. You really need to get going Zara. Whoa we lost track of time." Grace stated.

"Alright, I'm gone. Bye guys!" Zara darted out of the dorm and out the Common Room into the empty halls.

"Fuck." She muttered to herself upon realising how late it really was. She prayed that she did not get caught. She quietly tittered down the hallways towards the Slytherin common rooms, trying to hide in the shadows as she did. She froze in her tracks when she heard the sound of tapping footsteps coming towards where she was. She decided it was best to take her punishment there and then, there was no way of hiding. As the tapping sound got louder, she braced herself.

"Well, well, well. Look who's out past curfew."

She instantly recognised the voice. She would rather it be anyone. Anyone than him at that instance.

Draco's shadowed figure sauntered towards her.

"It's a good thing I found you; I needed to have a little chit-chat with you about today anyways."

Abruptly she felt her body crash against the stone wall. Two hands pinned on her shoulder, not allowing her from moving forwards. Draco looked down at the girl's startled face seeing the pain in her eyes. He applied more pressure on his hands and watched her face scrunch up in pain when the jagged rocks on the wall dug into her flesh. Draco couldn't help but let his signature smirk appear on his face as he watched her anguish.

"You. You never lay a hand on me. How dare you touch me and humiliate me. You're dead in my books you stupid little bitch."

His face was so close to hers she could feel the vapour form his breath hit her face. She could tell he was getting anger by the amount of pressure that was being put on her shoulders, and with that grew the pain.

"Please stop." She muttered "You're hurting me."

"Oh really?" He seethed applying more pressure. "That's the point."

She couldn't help but whimper. The stones felt as though any moment they were going to break through her skin. She could feel the tears prick her eyes and one found its way out of her eye. She was weak and powerless.

"Please, I'm sorry." The words just about came out of her mouth out of desperation. Her stomach churned as the smirk on his face became more apparent. Her begging satisfied him. Finally she felt Draco's hands drop of her shoulders.

"Go." He said nodding his head in the direction of the common room. She quickly paced off.

Draco looked upon the back of his left hand and noticed the shine of the tear drop which fell off her face. He wiped his hand on his robes, but could not get rid of the sensation of something being there. Within one day, the girl had managed to, in some way, tarnish his skin twice. He thought on back to the class earlier in the day, remembering how Professor Trelawney saying something about him having a horse in his cup too. He found himself considering the fact that maybe there was something unusual about the fact they both had the same symbol about love. He shook his head, telling himself they were too different to ever even consider liking her. He carried on patrolling the hallway, rubbing the tear stained hand.


A/N: I'm having so much fun with this story!

I've planned out the next two chapters so hopefully should be coming soon. :)

~Shakeitup