Chapter 2

"Hogsmeade, here we come!" Susan, Patrick and I shout as we run through the snow on the way to Hogsmeade. I had managed to convince them that we should check out the Weasley's shop first, that was where everyone was heading too.

"Weasley's Wizard Wheezes." I said aloud as we stood in front of the crazy looking shop. There were already hundreds of people piling in to see the new shop, it was the new craze of the year.

"Let's go, let's go!" I shouted, tugging onto Patrick's sleeve. He laughed and grabbed onto Susan's hand and we all piled into the shop.

Things flew in all directions and there were various smells, both sweet and sour. Everything interested in me.
I skipped down each aisle, searching each new invention with my curious eyes. I had lost Susan and Patrick but for the moment I didn't care too much, I just wanted to see everything.

I walked down, yet, another aisle and accidentally bumped into someone tall and dressed appropriately.
Fred!

"Hey Fred!" I exclaimed and jumped up and down. Fred smiled down at me, I think he grew again.

"Hey George, get over here!"

George came over while holding some random stuff in his hands that looked like jelly, when he saw me though he dropped it on the floor and swept me up in a big hug.
"Thought you weren't gonna come, missy."

"Of course I would come! Do yah know how long I've been waiting to see this shop of yours?" I said as George let go of my small body.

"Well…" Fred started.

"What do yah think?" George continued.

I gave them a thumbs up and said, "Its rad!"

They both chuckled and I laughed along with them. Then a voice interrupted us.
"How much for these?" Ron said.

"Look at the price?" Both of the twins said.

"How much for your brother?"

"More." They said and laughed even more. Ron rolled his eyes and walked away, back to Hermione who was checking out the Love potions… and so was Patrick?

"Uh, I'll see you guys later." I gave them a small wave and weaved in and out of people to get to where Patrick was. He looked around nervously before shoving the potion into his pocket, was he about to steal? The Weasley's were my friend but it wasn't my problem if he decided to steal, so I let it pass. Besides, I was way more curious to know why he wanted to steal a love potion.

"Hey, Patty!" I called as I came over to him. His eyes widened with surprise but he gave a small wave and tried to walk away.
"What'cha doing in the love potion section?"

He put his hand into the pocket of where the potion sat and said, "Just lookin' around, is all."
Obviously I knew he was lying, which to be honest kind of hurt me. I thought we were really close friends and I know it's only over a stupid love potion but still…

"Oh, OK." I mumble and follow him outside the shop. We catch up with Susan at the Three Broomsticks and order some food and drink. Susan had left the Weasley's shop earlier to go to Honeydukes, which was her favourite shop. Who could blame her?

"So, you guys buy any Weasley inventions?" Susan asked as she took a sip of her butterbeer.
I knew who bought something.

My eyes go straight to Patrick and he looks at both of us, nervously.
"I uh, no. I didn't find anything to my liking."

Sure he didn't.

I tried to act pissed off with him, I hoped he got the message. Maybe he'd figure out that I saw him steal the stupid love potion and maybe he'll tell me why he stole it.

"How's Draco been, Cal?" Susan asked. Susan wasn't as close to Draco as I was but she was still interested in how he was. She knows that he has had problems over the years and because she's actually a very caring Slytherin (she could have been a Hufflepuff) she likes to check up on him once and a while.

"Yeah, he's doing OK." I truly didn't know what was happening in his life at the moment, and I wanted to know more but knowing Draco… He doesn't like to talk about his personal life often. And I can understand why.

After we ate we decided on heading back to Hogwarts. I quickly went to the toilet in the Broomsticks before we left, but when I came back out, Susan and Patrick were gone. Sometimes I felt like a third-wheel with them, Susan knew I liked Patrick but sometimes she flirted with him or hogged him. And yes, I did get a bit jealous because sometimes he did it back.

He never did anything with me anymore except hang out in potions class or something. We used to be really close, maybe even closer than Draco and I… but things change I guess.

Sometimes I was an emotional girl, I mean all girls can be emotional and I guess my hormones were flying crazy that day or something, so instead of trying to find them I ran all the way out to the Shrieking Shack viewing point and sat in the snow, balling my eyes out.

First he lied to me and then ran off with Susan when I had told them that I was just going to be at the toilet for a quick second!

I pulled my knees up to my chest and lent my face on them, feeling the tears slowly dripping down my face. Maybe I just felt like being sorry for myself or maybe I just wanted to cry, I didn't really know. Maybe I was just wanted to be alone.

After a good 10 minutes of sitting in the snow, thinking to myself, I heard footsteps approaching me and I tensed up. Please don't be Patrick or Susan, please.

"What the hell are you doing out here?" A warm Draco voice said as he sat down beside me. "Are you stupid or something? It's freakin' freezing!"

I laughed dryly and wiped away my tears and looked up at Draco. He frowned at me as he noticed my tear stained eyes which were probably puffy and red as hell.

"What happened?" He asked with concern.

I sighed and threw a rock which rolled down the pathway that lead to the Shrieking Shack.
"I don't know, really."

Draco put a comforting arm around me and said, "Look, I may not be around as much as I used to but don't think for one second that you can't tell me your problems."

"Well… I don't know, it's not that bad anyway." I turned to face him, "And you look like you have enough problems of your own…"

"Cal, like I said, you can tell me anything. Whatever it is, it's obviously not 'nothing' if you're crying about it? And none of your problems are not worth caring about, OK?"

Draco seemed really nice today, maybe he was overtired? Well, at least someone cared about me.

"Stupid Patrick."

Draco's eyes looked away for a moment and he growled, "What did he do?"

"Well, he stole a love potion from the Weasley shop. I mean, why would anyone steal a love potion unless they really needed it? And then he waltzed off with Susan and left me behind in the stupid toilets, without telling me. And I just find that extremely rude-

"Callie, don't over think it too much. Maybe he just stole it to sell? A lot of people do that now a days. And what if they needed to be somewhere urgent?"

"Both of them?" I asked with raised eyebrows. I guess Draco had a point, who knows what he was going to do with the love potion but it still irritated me that he lied.

"Uh… I don't know. There are too many scenarios that are possible."

"He still lie to me about not buying anything."

"Well he didn't exactly buy it now, did he?" Draco said with that prize-winning smirk of his. I laughed a little and got up from the snow, Draco too.

"See? I cheered you up." Draco pointed out. A long time ago, I had told him (the very mean part of me) that Draco only put down people and could never cheer anyone up. I was surprised he still remembered that since we were like, six years old then.
He had called me a goblin, how else would I have reacted?

"Dude, you were the one who called me a goblin!" I giggled, remembering the memory. We were over at Draco's house, in his room.

Flashback

"Hey Draco…" My six year old self said.

"What?" He replied, grumpily. Draco was always grumpy.

"We should get married when we're older, like in these Witchy Fairy tales."

Draco snapped his head in my direction with a disgusted look, "Who would want to get married to you! You look like an ugly goblin!"

Present time

"Those were the good ol' days," Draco sighed. He linked his arm with mine as we walked away from the Shrieking Shack. Slowly over the years Draco had turned even more grumpy and nasty, not to me so much but he does have his moments. But then, after fourth year he had gotten quieter and kept to himself. He could still be rude but I couldn't blame him from all the pressure his Dad put onto him about everything.

"By the way, you're not an ugly goblin. You could probably pass as a Veela." He said with a smile.

"Yeah right, Patrick doesn't seem to think so."

Oops.

Draco turned his head to me and looked at me curiously, I could feel the blush grow onto my cheeks. Gosh darn it.

"You… you like Patrick?"

Ugh, there was no point in turning back now, he knew. "Uh, yeah. Since Third Year."

Draco's face was surprised, I'm not sure why though. The Weasley twins and Susan always told me that I acted to love struck for Patrick. They often told me to tone it down a bit, too.

"Oh. Okay, makes sense."

"What makes sense?'

He kicked a pebble on the pathway, "Why you were so upset before." He pushed his hair out of his eyes and unlinked arms with me.
"I gotta go do some… some stuff. Talk to you later?"

It was true, Draco was never around anymore and he always used the same excuse over and over again, he had some important 'stuff' to do. For the love of broomsticks.

I nod and watch as Draco sprints towards the Hogwarts building, checking if anyone was following him. I wanted to know what he got up to, that made him have nightmares each night. That made him wander the corridors at two am in the morning. I saw him, just wondering around. I was wondering around because our dorm toilet got blocked (Pansy) and I needed to use the bathroom, obviously.

Draco didn't see me, but I saw him.

I found Susan and Patrick later on at the Great Hall, already sitting next to each other, snacking away. They didn't even come look for me?

I sat down beside them but they were too busy talking to each other to notice me so I ate quietly and didn't bother to say hello. They were talking about Quidditch and la-di-da, I didn't care.

After I had finished eating I set out to find Draco, maybe he needed some company, because I sure did. He wasn't in the common room or the Great Hall, or the library. He wasn't really anywhere, like he had just disappeared.

I was on my way back to the Great Hall, over-thinking quite strongly about Draco when suddenly, the wall beside me started to crackle. I looked at it curiously, it crackled even more and then started to change. A great big, wooden door took place of the wall and being the curious Slytherin I am, I waltzed right on in. Expecting the wildest things ever.

The room I walked into was cluttered and messy, things everywhere. I picked u an old book that was placed randomly by a mountain of furniture, trinkets, tools and broomsticks. It was a dusty old book and the title was written in a different language so I chucked it back down, causing the mountain of things to collapse on itself which made me squeal.

I took a couple of steps back as I watched the mountain fall, smashing things, breaking wood, just a big crashing noise that echoed off the strange walls of the strange room.

"What in the hell?" A voice shouted.

I tensed up in alarm, who was that? I stumbled over to a couch, maybe I could hude behind it but before I could crouch down a voice stopped me.

"Callie?"

It knew my name?

Wait a second, the voice sounded familiar, laced with exhaustion and frustration. That kind of voice only belonged to Draco.
I looked up and saw Draco, dressed in track pants and a t-shirt that showed his bare arms. His hair had been ruffled recently and it looked messier than usual. His face showed tiredness and weakness, something I've never seen before on anyone else's face except my own.

Draco tensed up, showing the muscles on his pale arms. "What are you doing here?"

"Well… I… I was looking for you and then…" I trailed off. I had no idea what I was doing in here, I was just too curious for my own good.
"Wait, what are you doing in here?"

Draco's silver eyes widened for a moment and he said, "Me? I uh… that doesn't really matter. I was just looking for something…How did you- how did you get inside?"

I took a couple of steps closer to him and he cowered back a little, what was wrong?
"Well, I was walking passed this wall thinking about you." That sounded weird. "Not in a creepy way or anything." I said quickly.

He smirked and said, "Oh yeah?" He inched closer, "Why were you thinking about me."

"Malfie."

His smirk instantly turned into a frown and he crossed his muscly arms over his chest and tapped his foot.
"Well, what did you want?"

"Some company?" I barely said, it came out in a crooked whisper.

"Well…" He itched the back of his neck and pushed his hair back, "I'm kind of busy at the moment… Meet me back here at 1?"

"I uh, how? I don't know how to get in? And 1 am!?" I rambled, is he crazy?

"Yeah, 1 am. I need some company too, this is where I come at night when I can't sleep…" He turned around and started to walk away, "Oh and just think about me, that's how you got in right?"

"Well… yeah…"

"Then do that, just nothing too kinky, eh?"

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-WritingInsanely x