Ok, so I know I said one chapter for every year, but the first had to have two. Sorry. So from now on, it's gonna be one to two chapters per year but no more than two...until the end of her sixth year.

I was sitting in a comfy leather arm chair in the common room scribbling something on a piece of parchment when Draco came up behind me. When I heard his footsteps, I stuck the paper into one of my books quickly so he couldn't see it.

"Come on." He commanded.

"Excuse me?"

"I said said 'come on'. Were going to be late and I don't need Snape on my arse. So, I'll say it one more time just so it will sink in your tiny brain. Come. On."

"No. I'm not going anywhere with you until you treat me like i'm human not an imbecile." I stood up and stared him straight in the eyes. "So, I will say this one more time, slowly, so it will break your thick skull. Say. It. Nicely."

"Were going to be bloody la-" I sat back down and grabbed a book and began to open the page. "Fine! Fine. Will you please come with me to Professor Snape's classroom for our detention?"

"Okay." I said simply. As he started for the door, I pranced past him and jumped out into the corridor. Then I waited for him to catch up to me.

Once we made it to the door, Malfoy knocked gently on the door.

"You may enter." When he opened it, I shoved past him. I heard him almost growl. I. Was. Loving. This.

My joy faded when Snape stood up and walked towards us. I noticed how much we looked alike. I had straight, jet black hair, but it wasn't greasy, and we had the same dark eyes. Our noses were very similar in shape, too. This was my father. The father that: abandoned me and my mother, Was the main reason why my mother killed herself, Refused to claim me, and the list goes on and on. By the look on his face, I don't think he realized who I was yet. Which was a good thing, because I didn't want to be associated with him either.

"Ms. Elizabeth, are you even listening to me? Or are you off in your own little world?" He had such an annoying voice. It was ice cold.

"Huh? Oh, yes, I'm listening."

"Good, now, let's get to your punishment." He said that like it was the fun part. It was for him, I'm sure. "You all, are going to scrub all of the desks withOUT using magic. Just to be sure, hand over your wands." We calmly handed them over.

"Now, I will be back in thirty minutes. Exactly. When I return, all of these desks better be spotless and you two must still be fully intact. And that's not my choice, however, I wouldn't mind it if you weren't. But then I'd have to deal with emotional, overworked parents. Therefore, if there is any physical harm done to either one of you, or MY property, I will be forced to have you complete a more harsh punishment. Begin." The moment he left the room, I broke out into a huge smile and doubled over laughing.

"What the bloody hell are you laughing at?" The blond had a confused look on his face.

I could hardly talk for my laughing. "Its...*laughter*.. just that, um...*laughter*...he thinks that...*laughter*... that... that you could hurt me without... *laughter*... magic!" I continued to laugh hysterically.

"Wow. You really are an idiot." He said. I stopped laughing.

"You need to watch who you're calling an idiot." I wasn't smiling at all now.

"And why is that?"

"Because, unlike you, I grew up with my aunt, in America, in the muggle world. And without magic, you have to defend yourself with pure physical contact. Oh, and my daddy wasn't there to protect me." That set him off the edge. I should have been scared because he was about an inch and a half taller than me and he probably weighed ten to twenty pounds more than me, but I wasn't. I stood my ground.

"For your information, I do know how to defend myself without magic. And my father doesn't fight my battles! He's actually the one who starts them, but I have to finish them!" He let out a small gasp after the last comment. Then he turned away and started scrubbing desks.

I, however, was not going to let it drop that easily. He had already got my attention and I wanted to know more.

"Whatcha mean? Bought you have to finish them?"

"Nothing. I meant nothing."

"Hm mm. Sure. Now seriously, what do you mean?"

"I said nothing! I shouldn't have said it, now shut up about it." Oh no, he wasn't getting of the hook that easy.

"No, I wanna know whatcha mean." There was no way I'm letting this drop until I got an answer.

"I think you meant that your father pushes you to be a man and you don't like it." Haha. I had him now.

"What? NO! That's not what I meant! He makes me stand up for our blood line!" He turned away. He muttered something under his breath.

Just then, Snape walked in and Draco nearly ran out of the room.

"What happened?"

"Nothing! I swear! We were just washing desks and talking and then he got all mad and did, well, that!" Lying comes naturally for me.

"Fine. Get to your common room. Go!" I ran down the corridor and skidded to a halt at the common room door. I muttered the password and dashed up the staircase. I fell asleep pondering what he had said

The rest of the year passed without incident. She didn't have to serve detention with Malfoy, she didn't have any conflicts with her father, and she finally made it through a year of school without being suspended.