"Wake up, girl. Breakfast."
"Mnnn . . . I dun wanna . . ." Suddenly, the smell of bacon and hot cocoa reached her button nose; her eyes popped open. "Food?"
"Dobby brings Mistress her favorite breakfast."
"Dobby? Hello! Thank you!"
She immediately began her feast while Professor Snape steered Dobby, the Malfoys' old house-elf, out of the room.
"Girl, I want all of those book organized – on the bottom three shelves. I'll be gone until dinner."
"You're leaving again?"
"I can't baby-sit you all day – I have a job to do."
She frowned. "All right."
Madison's door shut and she sighed. She'd been right; it was going to be a long weekend. She waited a full hour before crawling out of bed. As she wasn't leaving Severus's chambers, she put off dressing and left her nightgown on. She regretted it the instant she stepped foot in the common room.
"Draco?"
He turned quickly and his eyes widened. "Why are you here?"
Her green eyes quickly filled with fire. "I'm spending the weekend with Severus – not that it's any of your concern. What are you doing? He told me to organize the bookshelf today."
"No," he said slowly, as if to a child. "He told me to – oh great. So I get to baby-sit today."
"Draco Malfoy, you great prat! You nor Severus needs to baby-sit me! I can take care of myself."
"No need to be pissed at me all the time," he said, looking downcast.
"I wouldn't get so angry with you if you didn't- . . . make me so . . . angry!"
After a moment, he chuckled. "But you're just so easy."
She growled and stomped over to the bookshelf, yanking out tomes one by one and piling them on the floor.
"Aren't you going to get dressed?"
She paused, then set her jaw and continued her work. "No."
He rolled his eyes and started at the other end of the shelf.
Three hours later, they were finally finished. It didn't really look much different to Draco, but Madison looked quite satisfied with herself. She plopped down beside him on the couch, turned to speak, and realized how close she was to him.
"Draco . . ." she began quietly. "Why do you hate me?"
His eyes softened briefly. "I don't hate you. I just think you're a brat."
She tensed and averted her gaze. After a moment he nudged her. She peered at him to see him wink at her with a smirk. She let out a breath and laughed, launching herself onto him with a great hug. Suddenly, there was a slight nervous giggle. Dobby had brought them lunch.
Draco first sniffed haughtily at the elf, but Madison glared at him and he chose to simply ignore Dobby. The girl took their food from him with thanks and he disappeared.
"Draco, why are you always so mean to Dobby?"
"Mean? To the elf? He's an elf, for crying out loud!"
"I know, but . . ." she trailed off, sighing.
"You are a worthless brat," he told her, shaking his head dramatically.
She stuck her tongue out at him childishly and he rolled his grey eyes. They ate lunch in relative silence, though the brunette made her best effort at making the silliest faces she could. Finally, Draco burst out in laughter and she grinned triumphantly.
"Little minx," he muttered darkly. She just blinked at him, wide eyes full of innocence.