Ch3: Classes

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As I entered the great hall the next morning, I couldn't help but grin at everyone that I met.

I was making my way to my usual seat when someone called out my nickname;

"Sasha!"

I looked around in surprise to see Blaise calling me to sit next to him.

"Catch you later" I mouthed to Ellie as she looked at me with a quizzical expression on her face. I knew that there was going to be a full-fledged interrogation later on that day.

I made my way over to the place Blaise was sitting and I was smugly aware of all envious stares that I was receiving from all the girls who thought that I was just a "stupid prefect". I took a seat next to him and he pulled me closer and gave me a quick kiss in front of everyone. I could almost feel the heads turning to watch mine and Blaise's interaction. Malfoy frowned into his breakfast cereal but didn't say anything, Blaise held my hand throughout breakfast (it may have been sweet and a bit romantic but it DID make it excessively hard to eat. What? I'd like to see you try it. Hmph. ) We went down to Care of Magical Creatures together.

We were meant to be studying the behavioral and habitual changes of Salamanders when they were taken out of the fire, but I finished my work quickly (Salamanders become lethargic and annoyed when taken out of the flames… basically they act like Malfoy when I tell him to get out of the bathroom when I need it) and I had a lot of free time for my mind to wander. Suddenly, I remembered the conversation that I had overheard between Malfoy and Blaise the previous night.

When I finally summoned up the courage and asked Blaise about it, he only frowned and said

"Oh. You heard that."

Maybe it was the fact that his mood darkened, or the way he snapped at me when I tried to talk to him or maybe it was the fact that he basically hinted-not-so-subtly that he was mad at me, but I somehow managed to get the idea that he was angry with me. When I tried to apologize to him, I was stunned into silence by the vehement glare that I received from Malfoy. He was in a fouler mood than usual.

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I spent most of the day hand in hand with Blaise( I don't reccomend trying this. Hands tend to become sweaty after a while of handholding. Do you know what isn't romantic? Sweaty hands.) I was only separated from him in Muggle studies (some Slytherins actually do make an effort) and divination, neither of which he had opted for. In the divination class, I was subjected to hell… by none other than my best friend; Ellie.

"So are you officially together now?"

"Yes."

"Did he kiss you?"

"You saw that he did."

"No, I mean did he really and properly kiss you?"

"Meaning…?"

"Like with his tongue."

"Firstly, don't say it so loud, it sounds gross and secondly, yes, he did. Try not to be a child about it."

"Oooh. Was he any good?"

"What?"

I yelped when she poked me. The teacup in front of me fell off the table and broke on the floor with a clatter.

Flushing hotly, I repaired it and quickly poured some more tea into it so that I could "interpret the dregs at the bottom for sign of the future" or whatever ridiculous thing I was supposed to be doing. We had already done this in the third year but this was supposed to be more advanced and if we looked carefully enough we would be able to see "the future of the past" or something.( I had definitely not expected us to be doing things like this when I opted for divination. The only reason I had taken the subject was so that I could learn to predict the questions that would come in the N.E.W.T.S this year. Instead I was stuck staring at dregs of tea.)

I stared at the dregs and tried to make out symbols at the bottom.

"I think I see a fish… and a vase…and a butterfly. Maybe that means that I will go fishing, stuff the fish that I catch into a vase and then feed it to a butterfly."

I smirked. It was no secret that I was scared of water and why would anyone go fishing when you could simply say "Accio" and catch the biggest fish with so little effort. Apart from skimming over the lake while flying, I never went near the lake.

But sadly, my ingenious ploy of distraction failed miserably. Instead of taking my cup, she snatched it out of my hand and slammed it on the table. I winced at the noise it created.

"So is he?" she demanded to know.

"Is he what?" I asked, playing dumb.

"Is he a good kisser?"

I sighed. She would not be deterred.

"Yes. When he kisses me, it's like there's a swarm of butterflies in my stomach."

Ellie giggled and I started sniggering at her expression. Seeing each other's faces, we both cracked up and pretty soon, we were clutching our sides and unable to stop.

But we had forgotten about Professor Trelawney. Oops.

She interrupted our giggle and snigger fest with a glare and demanded to see my cup. Taking it into her hands, she studied it for a second and froze (The theatrics are strong in that one).

She handed it back to me in silence and studied my face gravely.

"There are dark times ahead…" she said in her normal fake spooky voice.

"I hope you know who your friends are…."

"Erm, I think I do, but thanks."

She stared at me for another few seconds with such a pitiful expression that I wondered if she actually believed that what she was saying was true. I was actually scared for a second.

Then I remembered she was nuttier than peanut butter.

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As we left the class 15 minutes later, Ellie was letting me know exactly what she thought of the Professor.

"…She's an old hag." She told me.

"She has got no fashion sense whatsoever and she thinks her glasses make her look mysterious but she actually resembles an overlarge fly. Al she needs are some antlers."

"Um, Ellie, flies don't have antlers."

"Whatever, how is anyone supposed to remember all the muggle non-magical creatures anyway?"

We sniggered our way over to the great hall for dinner.

We dumped our bags on the ground, grabbed two seats and loaded our plates with food. Darren soon joined us.

"How was your day?" Ellie asked him.

"The usual" he replied, avoiding her eyes.

Although Ellie didn't notice this, I sure did and I made up my mind to ask him whar was going on between them both. In this time, Ellie had kept on babbling and I tuned in just in time to hear her say

"…So now they are both officially dating."

I suddenly remembered that I had promised Blaise to help him with his homework. Leaving the rest of my food, I grabbed my bags and rushed to the prefect quarters.

Call me nosy, but I hesitated when I heard the voices inside. Feeling guilty, I said the password and entered.

"hold on a sec." I told Blaise before I went into my room, dumped my bag and changed into a pair of shorts and a tank-top.

I heard some muted voices outside. Blaise and Malfoy were arguing.

"You're using her" Malfoy said.

"So what if I am?" Blaise retaliated.

"Stop it."

"And what makes you think I'll listen to you?"

The voices stopped and it sounded like they were fighting. I quickly grabbed some of the books in my bag and went out.

Malfoy was straightening his tie and Blaise was glaring at him. But he turned to grin at me instead when I entered the room.

I took my favourite seat near the fireplace as Malfoy stalked out of the room with the strange look on his face again.

As soon as Malfoy left, Blaise pulled me off the seat and into his lap. He buried his face into my shoulder and kissed my neck.

"I thought he would never leave." he whispered against my neck. His breath tickled me.

"Um, Homework?" I asked, barely able to form a coherent thought.

"I don't need your help for homework, I came here for you."

I turned around and leaned forwards to kiss him. But suddenly the door slammed open and a very angry Malfoy was pointing his wand at Blaise.

"Out" he ordered.

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After Blaise had left, I grabbed my wand and turned to point it at Malfoy.

But suddenly, he moved forward with surprising spped and knocked it out of my hands. He was standing really close to me. WAY too close.

"You can't go out with him."

"Why?"

"I can't tell you."

"Then I will."

Malfoy pinned me up against the wall and I could feel the heat radiating off his body.

"I forbid it Zeiler."

Suddenly, I lost my temper and pushed him away from me with such force that he stumbled backwards.

"You don't own me Malfoy. You can't tell me what to do. Who do you think you are?"

I grabbed my wand off the floor and stalked into my room, slamming the door behind me.

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