Chapter 2! Told you I'd be quick ;) well lets just jump in!

With Transfiguration brought brought boredom, Charlie handed in her paper and fell asleep. How productive. She sported unbecoming bags beneath her eyes which she had not had time for, nor cared about, covering. Her hair was up in a sloppy ponytail and Charlie was sure that she looked like hell, but at least her homework was handed in.

"Miss Potter!" Professor McGonagall screamed. Charlie gave a small yelp and jumped about a foot out of her chair, snapping her head in every direction, looking for the source of the noise that woke her. "Why are you sleeping in my class?"

Charlie turned her head towards Professor McGonagall, guilt written all over her face. Everyone was staring at her now, some were trying to hold back giggles, others laughed openly.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I...I'm sorry," Charlie slumped a little in her seat, her eyes still trained nervously on the professor.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor, if I ever catch you sleeping in my class again, it will be detention!" Professor McGonagall gives her one last glare and turns back to finish writing something on the board. Charlie rolls her eyes and stretches her crossed legs out in front of her, sinking lower in her seat.

Why the hell can't teachers just let people sleep during class? It's not like I've just been up all night doing her essay.

Charlie huffed, she hated homework if teachers wanted students to do work they could very well just hand it to them in class. Charlie looked up suddenly and saw Scorpio Malfoy partially turned in his seat, glaring at her. But she could have sworn that she had seen something else, just fleetingly, before the glaring part. Fascination. Why would he look at her like that? But this only registered for a moment, because Charlie was looking at Scorpio. She thought that the need to remember his face had subsided last night, but here it was again, and he was still staring at her. His eyes shone their usual icy blue, his skin was pale, incredibly pale, and his blonde hair glimmered and shined in the sun like nothing Charlie had ever seen before.

...Oh my gosh...he's so perfect...wait! I hate him. But he's just so handsome. God! Look away Charlie, just look away.

She realized that though he was glaring at her (and not looking away) she was simply staring dumbfounded at him. Why couldn't she look away? But she couldn't.

"Charlie," Rose pulled Charlie back to reality, and Charlie finally tore her eyes away from Scorpius up to Rose.

"What?" She sounded entranced, which was not lost on Rose. She raised an eyebrow at Charlie.

"What were you gawking at?" Rose whispered, shrinking down to Charlie's level so that McGonagall wouldn't hear them.

"I wasn't gawking," Charlie stared straight ahead, now pretending to pay attention to the lesson.

"Yes, you were," Rose looks over in the general direction of where Charlie had been staring and sees Scorpius who is facing forwards now, his eyes troubled.

"Scorpius? Really Charlie?" Charlie continued to stare innocently in front of her, Rose gave up and continued taking notes.

What the hell was that?

Scorpius pretended to pay attention for the rest of class, his mind was off somewhere else. All he could see were two giant green eyes staring back at him, as if they had permanently burned themselves into his memory forever. Why hadn't she glared back? Or looked quickly away, repulsed? Those were more the responses he had been expecting when she had suddenly turned to look at him. He had barely been able to change his expression to one of malice before she really saw him...and then she just held him there, her eyes showing no signs of anger or hatred or anything, just surprise and...something else...awe? Scorpius would have liked to think that Charlie thought him handsome, most girls did. But she couldn't see him that way, he must be repulsive to her. Why was he worrying about this? He hated her too. He always had. Truly she had looked really awful, like sleep had evaded her for hundreds of years. But when he tried to picture exactly what she looked like...she was beautiful.

Fuck. This would happen to me. Just don't think about her. Sure she's gorgeous, but she's also a hard-headed bitch...at least, I think she is. Is she?

He spent the rest of class trying to pinpoint times when Charlie had ever seemed like a bitch. She was most definitely hard headed and a serious procrastinator, but other than the few arguments they'd had recently, there wasn't anything pointing to her being a bitch. As soon as class ended Scorpius jumped up and began hurriedly stuffing things into his bag, he needed to be away from her, out of sight, out of mind. He began walking past her table, almost running really, trying his hardest not to look at her. Unfortunately this caused him to run straight into her.

"Ah!" Charlie squealed and lost her balance when Scorpius rammed into her left arm...hard. She heard a quick cuss word and a pair of hands shot out to catch her as she started to topple backwards. The hands grasped Charlie's waist and quickly righted her. She snapped her head up to see who had knocked her over, only to find herself face to face with Scorpius, and he was looking at her like she had killed his mother, and was after him as well. Anger and fear filled those pale blue eyes, Charlie tried to say something, but he was still holding her and she was speechless.

"Ummm..." Rose's voice cut through the silence after about a second and Scorpius let go of Charlie so quickly you would have thought that she'd burned him. As suddenly as he'd come, Scorpius was gone, leaving the door swinging behind him. Charlie's skin tingled where he had held her so briefly and her face was lit up bright red. What on earth had suddenly changed between them?

"What the hell was that?" This familiar voice snapped Charlie back to attention. Damn. Peter had seen everything, well it's not like it was her fault.

"I have no idea, just Malfoy being an ass I guess," Charlie glared at the door to the Transfiguration room. Peter walked up next to her and Rose and the three of them left together. Peter continued to give Charlie annoyed looks as they made their way to lunch.

"Yeah...that was...interesting, Charlie," Rose was looking at her cousin, searching for the truth. Well she wasn't going to get it.

"That was nothing, Rose. Nothing. He ran into me, then left without apologizing. What else is new?"

"Yeah, but the way he was looking at you was...like he simultaneously wanted to kill you and run away from you. It was strange." Charlie shrugged. She suddenly wasn't hungry and said so.

"I'll walk you back to the common room," Peter offered as they reached the Great Hall. Charlie smiled at him and shook her head.

"You eat, I'l see you later," Peter nodded, then leaned in and kissed her on the cheek before rushing to grab a plate of food. Charlie could feel herself reddening, but before she had a chance to leave she saw Scorpius at the Slytherin table, he was glaring at her again. And this time, she glared back.

Stupid boy.