For two straight days Draco didn't even look my way. I was getting nervous. I knew he would never forget the incident. I would pay, even if that would be the last thing he did. I was seated near the edge of the Slytherin table. I kept throwing quick glances towards the middle, where Draco sat. He was having a conversation with Blaise. Blaise was a nice guy I guess. Sometimes he could be quite a jerk, but we were civil. He asked me out once, but nothing happened after the date, a trip to Hogsmeade and we never really talked about it. I saw girls sitting around Draco, not only trying to charm him, but also his so called friends. He was without a question the most eligible guy anyone of them could want, but only a few of them made a chance. Pansy was batting her eyelashes and even from the other end of the table I could hear what she said in her chreaching voice. 'You are going to Hogsmeade this weekend, aren't you Draco? Because that would be perfect! We could go together and have some fun.' She sat up a bit straighter and pushed her chest forwards. Draco looked up lazily and said in a drawling voice. 'I have not decided yet. Mcgonagall wants us to finish that essay on animagi for monday. I might not have time.' I smirked at the face of Pansy, when he refused her disgusting subtle suggestion for a shag. Then I felt something fly at the back of my head.

My face banged forward into my cornflakes and I splashed milk all over my uniform. I looked up, wiping the cornflakes out my eyes and saw that the whole Hall was laughing at me. I sought for the thing that banged against my head and saw an old owl sitting next to me on the bench. In his beack it kept a bright purple enveloppe and for a moment I thought it was from the Ministry, because theirs were always purple. Then I saw that only my name was written on it and the Ministry wouldn't only write my name. They would write my adress also. I took the enveloppe from the owl, who flew away as soon as I took it. With a hollow feeling in my stomach I looked at it. I glanced sideways at Draco and saw him smirking at me, with an evil look in his eyes. I swallowed and for a moment I was about to just throw the 'letter' away, but then I imagined the face of that stupid Malfoy prat for me; 'Were you scared, Aella? Were you actually scared of an enveloppe?' and I opened it.

There really was a letter in it. Confused I folded it open and I saw a neat curly handwriting that said;

We, the Royal Slytherins, envite you, Aella Pandora Eurydice, to come to our meeting this Friday. It will be in the empty classroom, next to Snape's laboratory, at nine a clock.

That was all that said it. I felt my mouth hanging open and quickly snapped it shut. I stared at little piece of parchment for a while and then made a decision. I digged up a quil from the bottom of my bag and wrote; 'I'll be there..'

I crumpled it up to a little ball and threw it on the back of Blaise's head. 'Oops.' It was meant for Draco. I glared at no one in general, just so everyone knew I wasn't scared of them (yes, I know, I'm a terrible liar). I picked up my bag and headed for the door. When I brushed past Draco, I'm sure I heard him say; 'Be on time.' I only glared some more.

I was just about to stalk out the hall, when I bumbed into someone. I fell down and hit my knee pretty hard. 'Hey watch where you walk, you Slytherin!' I looked up and saw a scarlet head watching me furiously. He was still standing. I recognized him as Potter's best friend, Weasley. Behind him were Potter himself and that bookworm, Granger. 'You three, do have something with knocking me down. I still have a sour neck, from falling down the stairs.' I said cool. At least I hope I was cool. Okay maybe I am a good liar, because Potter looked pained, by me saying I had a sour neck. 'I'm sorry, it was an accident, I swear.' Before I could accept his apologies the redhead said to him; 'Don't apology, she probably won't believe you anyway, seeing that she's a Slytherin.' I waved in front of their faces. 'Hello, I'm right here you know! It's terribly rude to talk about someone like they are not there. Besides. I do accept his apologies. I know he didn't do it on purpose. He has to much of a hero complex for that.' I grinned to let them know I made a joke. Or a sort of joke. Weasley however didn't seem to understand that subtle hint. 'Oh please, you are just like every other Slytherin girl. All gawking at that stupid Malfoy prat. You have been looking his way all the time since you fell.' That last statement I found so hilarious, that I needed the wall for support. The three looked a bit ruffled because of me laughing so hard. 'Me? Staring at Malfoy? That's... That's just too funny!' I spluttered. 'Well you are..' Weasley murmeled. 'Yes, because he's seeking revenge! I refused to... I refused to do something and he feels offendend! Now I have to watch my back for him!' I dropped my bag, from laughing. 'I don't think it's possible for me to even like that git! Let alone stare at him all the time!'

Potter and Granger looked quite speechless, but the Weasel had found his voice again, his ears getting red. 'Yeah, sure, you probably just like him, just like the rest of you Slytherin scum.' 'Jealous, Weasel?' I spun around and saw Draco standing behind me, a smirk playing along his lips. Weasley flushed even more and made some choking noise. 'Argh, Draco!' I said. I know. Not the most intelligent response. 'Go and join Pansy or something, it looks like she will die if she has to stay without you for another second.' I was about to turn away from him, when he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. I heard Potter yell, but the only thing I saw were Draco's alluring silvery eyes. I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding and he smirked. That cleared my thoughts and I suddenly saw that his lips were far to close and I shoved him of of me.

Of course the Hogwarts Dream Team chose that moment to come to action. Weasley was running straight at Draco to push him away from me, when I shoved him away and Weasley bumped into me. For the second time in a few minutes I fell face first to the floor. I groaned loudly and rubbed my nose. I realized that I was bleeding. 'Weasley, I can take perfectly care of myself, thank you.' I stood up quickly and quite gracefull, if I might add, and turned to the door. 'Now I'll leave this barbaric scene, of manpride, because for some strange reason I'm always the one getting either ambarresed or hurt.' And I walked out. I felt quite the queen, leaving dramatic like that.

It was Thursday night. I sat on top of my bed, staring into nowhere. I couldn't sleep. Next day I would meet with England's most rich and influencal teenagers and they could break me as easily as a twig. They could destroy my future, just by writing a letter to their parents. I already decided that I would be nice to them. Very nice. I would suck up, polish their shoes and kiss their asses if I had to. Not only for myself. Also for my family. Their reputations would be ruined with mine. And whatever my pride said about it, I couldn't do that to them. My sister wanted so badly to marry a powerfull heir. If I would smother the name of Eurydice that dream would be ruined for her. I sighed and slipped on my converses. I was going for a walk.

The castle was silent. I sneaked up the stairs to the Entrance Hall, looking around corners, not wanting to allert any passing teacher. Then I heard someone sneeze. I jumped in surprise and turned. There was no one there. 'Hello?' I whispered. I felt quite foolish, standing there in the dark, with only an oversized Weird Sisters T-shirt and my brothers boxershorts. I figured I didn't need my robe, since I was planning on going to the kitchen. The house elfs wouldn't snitch on you. No I felt sort of naked. I felt there was someone there, but I couldn't see him. I slowly turned towards the Hall again and started running. I was sure I heard footsteps behind me. Was Draco following me? Was he really that obsessive in getting his way? I suddenly stopped dead in tracks. I fell forward when someone bumped into me, but I was able to keep myself up this time. Merlin, I was really getting bruised all over my body.

I turned and saw only a pair of arms and three feet coming out of thin air. I kneeled down and reached for the... The what really? Whatever it was, It felt soft and silky under my fingers. I pulled it of. It were Potter, Weasley and Granger.

'What in Merlin's name are you three doing here? Stalking me aren't you?' Honestly I didn't think they were stalking me, however I did thought they were a bit suspicious though. Sneaking around Hogwarts under an invisibility cloak. I admired the fine material of the cloak in my hand. 'Nice cape you got here.' I said, handing the cloak back. They all looked quite ashamed. 'I'm sorry.' Potter said again. I don't think I ever heard a normal word out of him. Not besides 'sorry'. Granger took over. 'Yes, we were just wandering through Hogwarts, when we found you!' I didn't believed a bit about 'just wandering' but I decided that this was not the place to discus that. 'Come.' I whispered and I lead them to the stairs towards the kitchens. They clearly already knew about the kitchen, because they didn't look the slightest surprised with the wafe of house elfs flooding them. One elf in particular, that I had noticed some time before, kept calling for Mister Harry Potter. I smirked as the elf with the ten socks and hats kept bouncing around an ambarrased Potter.

After a few minutes we were alone. 'So..' I started, sitting down on a table. Before I could finish my sentence; 'What were you doing there in the middle of the night?' Weasley asked, leaning against the wall. His eyes were dark, not trusting me a bit. Not that I could blame him. He probably hated everything that related to Slytherin. I imagined him having the red and gold Gryffindor bedroom at home. 'I couldn't sleep, so I went to the kitchen. Then I heard a certain someone sneeze.' I looked around them. Potter raised his hand. 'Guilty.' he said sheepishly. 'Why couldn't you sleep?' Granger asked. I was enough of a Slytherin to know that you shouldn't just give your upponents all the information. At least not untill they gave you something first. 'You first.' I said. They sighed in unison and Weasley said; 'We were just going to the library. There is a book in the Forbidden Section, that we want.' I raised an eyebrow. 'You do know that can't possibly be true. The library is on the fourth floor and if I'm not mistaking, the Gryffindor commonroom is on the fifth. What were you doing in the Entrance Hall?' Weasley flushed and Potter answered. 'We knew that you were on your way overthere and we were curious what you were doing up in the middle of the night.' I frowned. 'You knew that I was..? How?' Weasley was about to open his mouth, but that stupid Granger girl shushed him and said; 'We told you enough, now tell us why you couldn't sleep.' I glared at her for a few moments, but I knew it was only fair. But I couldn't tell her the whole truth.

'I couldn't sleep because I was worrying.' I said, fiddling with the lace of my sneaker, playing the troubled teen. I was getting good at lying! I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing though. However it came on handy in these situations. 'I told you I offenden Draco, remember?' They nodded. 'Well, he and the Royal Slytherins, invited me to one of their meetings. I know why they invited me. So they can make an example of me.' I looked up at them. 'Tomorrow at the meeting I'll have to completely humiliate myself, to keep them happy.' The three of them frowned. 'What..?' Potter started, but Weasley finished it; 'That's stupid! Why should you suck up to them, just because they like it? And who are they anyway? Just some spoiled brats.' I glared at him. 'Only the children of the richest and most powerful families in England! I don't expect you to understand that, with your background, but in the Upperclass, things go differently.' He went so red that I was scared he would explode. Granger hissed; 'Don't you talk to him like that! He is right! You shouldn't lick their heels whenever they liked!' I shook my head. 'Do you think I like that or something? I will be kicked out of my family if I endanger our name! My sister won't have a chance to marry someone ever again and my father won't be able to do bussiness anymore! We will drop down from our current social status to just above bloodtraitors and next to that..' I was about to say something about my father being a deatheater, but I was able to stop myself before saying something that would get him in huge trouble. The three looked at me in shock. All big eyes and open mouths. Suddenly I couldn't stand them and their naive simple lifes. I jumped down from the table and out of the kitchen. I ran my whole way down to the dungeon, ashamed that I had lost my composure to such a silly thing as emotion and was in my own safe bed in less then five minutes. It took less then a minute to fall asleep.

I woke up, slightly irritated. I couldn't remember why though. I stood up slowly and stumbled to the bathroom. The other girls were still sleeping. I was combing my pitch black hair when Astoria Greengrass walked in. 'Hey..' she mumbled, probably still sleeping. I smiled a faint smile at her and threw my comb in the sink. After brushing my teeth, I went for my clothes. While going trough my trunk, people around me started coming alive again. I pulled up my stockings and zipped my skirt shut. I looked in the mirror to look if my tie was straight and then returned to the bathroom. Lucille Flint just came out of the shower, with her pink girly towel around her. She smiled brightly. 'Slept tight?' I asked her. She nodded, while drying her feet, with the dishcloath, we always kept next to the four sinks. 'You?' She asked. 'Of course.' I answered her, carefully stumbling with my eyeliner. 'Good.' She said, when she walked out of the bathroom. I frowned. Wait a minute. Flashes of last nights encounter with the Holy Trio, or whatever they call them nowadays, crossed my mind and I groaned. 'Those stupid little...' Why couldn't they just stick to their own bussiness!'

I rushed through breakfast and didn't say hi to anyone. I saw Potter and his cronies out of the corners of my eyes, but when they neared me I quickly vanished behind a tapestry, that led to the sixth floor. And the meeting. The meeting with the Royal Slytherins was that evening and I hadn't figured out for myself what to do yet. I could also just stay away, but that would be at least as bad as yelling at them. I knew that there really was just one solution, but I wasn't ready to face it yet. 'Why does everything has to be so difficult? Why didn't I jus led Draco kiss me?' I wondered when I was packing my bag for Potions class. 'No stop that!' I said to myself. If I led him kiss me, he would wanted more then a good snog and I didn't want that. But I knew that whatever would happen tonight, it would probably be much worse.

At dinner the Royal Slytherins left the table simultaneously. I swallowed. It was only seven a clock yet, but I didn't feel like eating. I shoved my plate away and I saw Astoria look at me, worried, but I didn't care. She didn't say anything. Lucille however did. 'What is it, Aella? Your'e looking sick.' I just shook my head. 'I don't feel so well. I think I'll just go to Infermary.' They nodded and I stood up, leaving the Hall. I wasn't planning on going to the hospital wing though. I just needed to be away from everyone. Of course, moments like that, people come bothering you. 'Hey, eh, Aella?' I groaned and turned and saw Potter, Granger and Weasley standing there. Granger had a polite smile on her face, Potter an unsure grin and Weasley looked kind of disgusted. I liked him the best. 'Oh you again. What do you want? Rub the fact that I have to humiliate myself in front of England's most powerful teenagers in my face again, or just for some random weather chat?' I sneered. Weasley opened his mouth angerly, but Potter beat him. 'No.. We wanted to, er, wish you good luck..' That caught me by surprise. 'Good luck? With what?' I asked dumbfounded. Potter flushed and looked at his feet and Granger took it over. 'Well, with that meeting. I hope it will end up for the best.' I stared at them in shock. I blinked and said; 'Well. Thank you, I guess.' Potter waved at me and Weasley just stalked away, Granger saying; 'Bye!' in some kind of semi happy tone. They were obviously relieved to have that behind their backs.

And then, when I wondered through the school, killing time, I discovered that my heart warmth up just a little by their show of compassion and I suddenly felt ready to face whatever that was coming. I felt strong.

AUTHORS NOTE

And whoooooooowh!! Next chapter! The Meeting!!!!!!!!! Wow!! This chapter is so much 'huger' then I expected XD

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harry potter is still not mine, and Rowling keeps ignoring my letters, asking her if I can just have Harry Potter.