A/n: Yay, I'm updating like crazy. I love not having writers block!! Whoot whoot. Well enjoy….kiss kiss.

Ayla

Chapter Two:

Draco slid his hands through his slightly damp hair as he sat silently and impatiently in the office of Professor McGonagall. For some reason, she made him and the girl go to her office instead, much to Professor Snape's disappointment. Claire was sitting next to him, slouched in her chair and biting her pointer fingernail nervously. Her leg was shaking and she would sigh out of boredom every five minutes.

He shifted his gaze to her, before rolling his eyes and turning to something more interesting. He reached in his pocket and pulled the wand out, examining it like he had done so many times before; carefully and with a sort of wonder. Claire seemed to sit up a little bit, curious as to what he was doing.

"What do you have there?" She asked, trying to look over his arms to get a glance.

"None of your stinking business, that's what," he hissed, turning away from her and glaring at the same time. She held up her hands in defense and crossed her legs before folding her hands neatly on her knees. It remained quiet until they heard the door open behind them. Both of their heads looked around the chairs and found Professor McGonagall walking towards them. She sat behind her desk, folding her hands on top of it and looking sternly at the two students before her.

"I do not appreciate fights in this school, Miss James. Mr. Malfoy you know very well that I don't." She told them, looking at each as she spoke.

"Yeah, I know." Draco told her in a bored manor.

"Miss James, can I trust you that this will not happen again?" the teacher asked, looking sternly over her glasses.

"I promise it will never happen again Professor." Claire answered quietly, looking out of the corner of her eye to Draco, who sneered back in return.

"Then you are free to go, but if this does happen again, I will not hesitate to send you back to your other school, understand?"

"Yes Professor," she said, before getting up and walking out of her office.

"As for you Mr. Malfoy, you know very well my concerns when it comes to the safety of the other students. I'm afraid you leave me no choice but to give you a detention."

"But that's so unfair, how come she gets off and I have to stay for detention." Draco yelled, furious as to her punishment. Professor McGonagall got up and had him follow her to the door.

"I want to see you in my office next Monday morning at five am," She smiled, before sending him back to his common room.

Claire walked down the hallways slowly avoiding going back to the Gryffindor common room. There were reasons she didn't want to go and reasons she did. For one, she was freezing and the coat she was wearing was not helping any, and for another thing, she knew Hermione would give her hell about what happened in the court yard and was completely trying not to have any of her new friends mad at her.

"Just another day," she told her self before turning to the fat lady and repeating the password. She walked into the common room, which was practically empty except for a small group of people.

"Hey Claire! You want to work on our homework right away?" Hermione asked; from her kneel next to the coffee table where her books were thrown across.

"Why?"

"That way our break isn't bombarded by trying to get done on the last day. It's not that much," Hermione explained.

"Yeah, alright, let me go get my wand. It's not like I need it but, it wouldn't hurt to practice." Claire answered, running up the stairs to the girl's dormitory.

Draco was fuming as he reached the common room. He paced back and forth near the fire place, complaining to his goons and Pansy who was trying to look sympathetic.

"It's alright darling, we'll find away to get some dirt on her so she gets in trouble." Pansy thought out loud making Draco stop pacing and smile her.

"That's it. We'll start tomorrow. You three can stalk her, I'll play nice and try and see if she spills any deep dark secrets." Draco left to the dormitory and pulled his pajamas on for bed.

"Oh no! Hermione I can't find it!" Claire panicked as she ran down the stairs.

"Can't find what?" Hermione asked, not looking up from her books.

"My wand, it was in my trunk and now its not!"

"Are you sure that's where you last had it?" Hermione asked, really not caring about her friend's problem at the moment and more focused on her studies.

"….well… I actually think some else has it." Claire explained slowly, sitting down next to Harry and Ron and thinking about where she could've left her wand.

"Who would have your wand?" Ron asked, truly not caring but finding him self asking at the same time.

"…Draco Malfoy." She answered and watched the expressions on her friends faces drop.

"Why would Malfoy have your wand?" Harry asked angrily, thinking that he stole it from her.

"Well, I might've dropped it as the ball…"

"Again. That doesn't really explain why he would have it." Ron said looking at Harry and rolling his eyes.

"I might've…almost…kind of sort of, kissed him last night…"

All three students gasped and looked at their friend as if she were crazy. Hermione cleared her throat and looked at her friend sternly.

"Alright, well you don't really need your wand; can't you just make another fake one like you did this after noon?"

"I guess you're right,"

Ron and Harry looked at each other once more and rolled their eyes. They never really under stood the concept of Claire's ability to use magic with out her wand. She told them it was the way her school taught them, saying it was much easier to use thought and ability then to use a piece of wood.

Claire sighed and began to work on her homework with Hermione. She ignored the looked she was getting and finished her work within an hour before going to bed.

A/N: uh oh what ever shall Claire do now that Draco is going to stalk her. LOL oh well. Review homies.

Ayla