A/N: Ok, so like I've stated before, I've already done this chapter I just had to re-edit and revise, that's why this chapter is out so quickly! So be happy if you've been anxious and waiting. My first few chapters in my opinion are usually boring, good but boring, so after this chapter it should be getting better! Please review? P L E A S E?

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter.

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The day passed by pretty quickly and I couldn't stop thinking about Malfoy and his smile! He actually smiled! I had to admit I relished it…but not what it was doing to me. I felt different afterwards, not different as in alright this is tolerable let's be friends, I mean different as in I think I'm beginning to hold feelings for him!

Hah! Yeah freaking right!!

"SHAYNA!" Blaise called me to pass the quaffle as I was about to be ambushed by both Pansy and Malfoy. They tried this tactic before and almost succeeded, so I zoomed high up into the sky, both of them on each side of me following close by and I abruptly stopped and threw the quaffle as hard as I could down in Blaise's direction. The sudden jerk made me shake on my broom, so once I let go of the quaffle I grabbed my broom tight in case I fell off, it's never happened before but I've come pretty close to having my fair share of Quidditch accidents.

"DAMN IT!" I heard Malfoy yell and he raced back to the goals before Blaise could get there, but Blaise beat him to it making our scores tied.

"Better watch out Shayna, I'm on your tail!" I heard Pansy call from behind me as Blaise threw me the quaffle. Malfoy was harassing Blaise like always, it never ceased! Even in an actual Quidditch game those two would never shut the hell up! The quaffle could be handed to them and none of them would even notice because they'd be too wrapped up in their argument.

Typical guys and their pride.

Like you're one to talk.

Shut up. At least I'm not stuck up with pride…

You sure about that?

Go fall off a broom.

My thoughts normally distract me as well as Blaise and Malfoy's altercations, nothing out of the normal.

I tried getting Pansy away from me, twisting and turning in the air which eventually made me dizzy, so I gave up and flew straight to Blaise who seemed to be struggling greatly to get Malfoy away from him, he saw me coming and flew right above me dropping the quaffle right into my hands. We did this a lot and they still haven't caught on, we did many techniques in the air, a lot of the plays we did came from old Quidditch tactics that we haven't tried it ages, not to mention I ended up quitting thanks to loud mouth Malfoy! We were both guessing that they didn't suit too well with our Quidditch play attacks.

"Boo." I heard someone's voice right in my ear, when I whipped around it was Malfoy and he was smirking and knocked me sideways. I practically lost control of my broom but regained composure before I turned which would surely cause me to fall. I glared at him and he came whirling back towards me. I didn't know if he was kidding or not, but I sure as Merlin did not want to die!

I flew towards their goals as fast as I could, ignoring the shouts of Pansy and Blaise, I couldn't hear what Pansy was saying, but I was sure it wasn't directed towards me, then I heard Blaise yelling at me.

I wonder if they freaking know how hard it is to concentrate when people are freaking yelling at you all the freaking time, especially when you think someone's on your tail!

Turning my head around, Malfoy was right behind me reaching out towards me with worry in his face.

What the hell?

I was confused and of course, not paying attention when I somehow went through the hole of the goal post hitting my head on the top.

Blackness.

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Losing sight is not fun, being conscious and losing sight is as bad as hell. I felt myself falling, descending quickly while the quaffle was no longer in my arms, which were flailing in the wind. I was expecting so much to hit the ground and possibly die, but I felt hard contact with a body then the ground.

"Merlin LaCroix! LaCroix?" I felt a pair of hands shake me. I knew that voice anywhere and I groaned, my head ached like a bitch! And the idiot that was holding me was not helping the situation by viciously shaking me!

"Bloody hell Shay, what were you thinking?!" Pansy's high-pitched voice slowly joined in. She kneel above me, I could feel her hands tracing the spot where the goal-post pole hit my head, or rather where I hit my head.

Next was Blaise, I could hear his footsteps approaching fast. He must have dropped straight to the ground when I hit the pole because he sounded like he was running a long distance. "Oh god, Shayna? Shay are you ok?" he sounded shaky and out of breath as he said this.

"Does she bloody look ok Zabini?" Malfoy sounded pissed, but it was me they were talking about, he was probably smirking at my condition and laughing at Blaise's stupid question.

"Shove off Malfoy!" Blaise's knuckles cracked, or at least that's what it sounded like.

Then darkness conquered all once more.

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I woke slowly in a bed that did not feel like the guest bedroom one or Pansy's.

"Shh…I think she's coming through!" I heard Pansy hush the guys, they were apparently fighting over something, I couldn't make out what though, I only caught "it's all your fault" and "maybe if she was on my team".

My head throbbed badly and I saw Pansy right above my face. I'm not saying she was freaking ugly, but it's definitely not the first thing you would want to see when you open your eyes after a big headache.

She smiled and squeezed me tight. "You're alright!"

While I was trying to breathe and wriggle out of Pansy's grasp, I saw Blaise with a simple smile on his face, he looked amused that I was ok and awake, but upset, and when I turned to Malfoy, he forced a smile at me and then continued glaring at Blaise then returned his gaze back to the wall.

"Wow do I feel stupid…" I muttered, if I didn't know any better it sounded like I had an assload of Fire Whiskey nonstop for 24 hours.

Malfoy had a smile spread across his face by the way my voice sounded and he snickered. Pansy looked awestruck and Blaise just glared daggers at Malfoy muttering threats to himself.

I somehow managed to smile at him, I think it was because it was the first time I heard him laugh with me and not at me for once. My smile soon turned into laughter, joining his leaving both Blaise and Pansy confused and concerned, seeing as Pansy started feeling my head to check my temperature and asking me the most pointless questions to see if I had amnesia.

I just plainly shook her off.

Malfoy stood up and walked over to me, I felt my heart thump hard against my chest again and my smile faded. "Well, you'll be happy to know you won at least…when you hit the goal the quaffle fell through!" he concealed his laugh just in case it ticked me off. The fact that he indicated he actually cared about ticking me off sort of surprised me, yet it surprisingly didn't piss me off and I found myself laughing harder than ever.

"Well then HA! Blaise and I won!" I did a little motion with my hand for my little handicapped victory dance.

Blaise and Pansy half joined in on the laughter, only Pansy sounded more serious in the giggling.

"I almost had you Shay, I call a rematch," Malfoy smirked. I couldn't help but notice that he had a glow about him, or maybe I was making it appear? My stomach did a weird flip and I was sure that I was definitely forming feelings for him now…what made it worse was that he called me Shay. Not Shayna to be nice or formal, but Shay my nickname, as if he was saying we're cool now.

Oh great…don't do this to me now! I hate you! Say something mean! Call me stupid for running into the goal post! Call me an ''elf lover'' or a sorry excuse for a pureblood! Insult me! Make me hate you for crying out loud don't do this to me now!!

The others seemed to notice too because they all glanced at me then to each other like this was not the real Malfoy, and that made me think…what if it wasn't?

"PANSY PARKINSON!" a lady's voice echoed throughout the house. I immediately realized this was Pansy's mother. Her voice is so familiar to me now she's like my second mother. But nonetheless, she had her downsides like many parents to children do, like her uncontrollable temper!

Shit…

Pansy and I glanced at each other worried. "You all need to leave NOW!" she said sternly running in different directions cleaning up the room and trying to make it look like no one was there. She was so caught up in her mission that she didn't realize there were more than just the mess we made in this room, but the mess we made around the house in general.

Poor girl.

I didn't know how I was going to leave! My broom was still on Pansy's balcony…and we were in some room I had never even seen before.

Blaise and Malfoy just stared at each other and then looked at me. I guess I too had worry on my face. I came to realize that if Pansy's mom was home…then that had to mean my parents were home too! And I wasn't even supposed to exactly be out anywhere. Then again they never pay attention, even so I still didn't want to be in trouble the first day of summer!

"Accio broom!" Malfoy had his wand at the ready and before I knew it, my broom in his hand. Both Blaise and I stare at him in confusion, Pansy was still running around cleaning up ignoring us as if we didn't exist.

I glared at Malfoy but it soon faded when he held out his hand searching for mine with a smug look on his face. I felt a strange twinge in my heart that made me cower backwards at first.

"We don't have time for your games, Malfoy" Blaise spat his name and reached out for the broom so he could either give it to me or take it, I wasn't sure. He failed miserably, Malfoy's reflexes proved worthy and he was too quick for Blaise's own good.

I shook my head trying to think straight. "How can you use magic if we're not allowed to over summer break?" He seemed to have read my mind because he now had his trademark smirk plastered on his face. This only proved to antagonize he so I sighed heavily and waited for his smart-ass reply.

"Father put a spell on it for me so the Ministry can't detect my use of magic…he works for the Ministry too now, just remember that." His smirk spread wider, he was very pleased with himself, showing off as usual.

Rolling my eyes, I reached out for my broom as well but he jerked back looking innocent at me and motioned for me to follow him, practically coaxing to me. "Want your broom?" he teased with an unusual spark in his eye.

Huffing at this point, I clenched my fists, "As a matter of fact I do! I'd be much obliged if you give it back now!" I was making my way over to him about to give him a piece of my mind.

Bloody bastard, this is exactly why I hold no feelings for him!

In a way you like it…

I do not!

This was exactly what he wanted, for me to follow him.

Before I had a time to react, he was mounting my broom ready to take flight and I ran to him obliviously. Blaise obviously realized this too because he called out to me before something happened.

"Shayna watch out!" He yelled and jumped at us, but it was too late.

Malfoy took off into the sky. It took me some time to realize that we weren't on the ground anymore and I had no choice but to wrap my arms around him before I fell off the broom and caused myself another painful accident. The last glimpse I saw of the room was Pansy still freaking out and shoving Blaise out of the back way where Malfoy and I were just standing, and Blaise's hurt and angered expression following us up into the sky.

Laughter filled my ears. He was laughing feeling proud and amused. "Are you alright?" he asked me enjoying his time in the sky, heading towards my house, which surprised me greatly.

We jerked in flight for a second and my grip around him tightened a little thanks to the unexpected change in turbulence. I was afraid! I had no clue about what had just happened, it was all too fast. For one, suddenly being pulled up into the air is not fun under any circumstance in my book, two he just stupidly asked me if I was ok, three I'm physically touching him…physically…in contact…with DRACO MALFOY!

He assumed I was ignoring him and then I felt him take a deep breath. "Look Shay, I am sorry, but we really did have to leave. If Pansy's parents are here then that means that yours are too and we—"

"How do you know my parents were out?" I asked defensively. How did he know really? It's not like ever death eater's family knows everyone that close or well, in fact no one else is supposed to know at all, let alone get an idea of things.

"Don't interrupt me please," I gasped, for he said 'please' and to me, "but I know you need to get home right away, and I have no way of getting home—"

"Can't you apparate??" I asked suspiciously and I could tell he was getting annoyed, that I pay attention too well and I found it quite amusing.It's not that everyone couldn't outwit Malfoy, it's just that no one had the guts to. Seeing as that it's summer and I can do whatever I want despite the consequences, I found this gesture and his reaction of annoyance fairly entertaining.

"No, actually I can't…my parents don't allow it LaCroix," using my last name this time somehow hurt…it was like we were getting back into old habit again and for some reason even though I should be used to it, I didn't like it, "I meant to say Shayna…but anyways I need to borrow your broom to get home" he made it sound so casual so nonchalant and it slightly annoyed me.

I accidentally yelped and it startled him. "HELL NO!" my own tone half frightened me. Then again, this kid was seriously not taking my own way out that torture place I called my home with him!

He sighed and came to a stop at my balcony. I was too wrapped up in thought that I barely noticed we were back already. I glanced around to see if my parents had been in my room or not but they didn't even seem to be home yet.

Malfoy dismounted and stare at me intently, his expression unreadable. "Shayna, I really need your broom to get home…" I could tell he was trying his best to keep his cool and to be reasonable, but this was simply out of the question.

Shaking my head trying to find words to say, I tried to grab my broom again.

He jerked back, "Shay…please?" he looked away his cheeks flushing a vibrant red. I began to think that he was just doing this to tease me and not let me out of my house ever again, when finally it hit me.

My mouth dropped and a smirk slowly crept upon my features. "Did you just—"

"Don't make me say it again, you already altered me enough already" he said firmly holding my broom in a tight grip. He tried not to show how amused he was, but we could both tell he was enjoying this as well.

I didn't get anything he just said, but he was serious and I didn't want to change anything that happened. I liked it. It was something I could get used to. He was so different all of a sudden, changed. And as far as I am concerned, he changed for the better!

I nodded slowly and turned to go inside my room when he caught my wrist pulling me back around gently, not in the usual jerk he would of done to get my attention. He was more sincere in force this time, it took me a while to realize it was like he was holding my hand and more emotions sparked and I was hoping later they would be put out as easily as they were started.

"Look, I'll bring it back either later tonight or tomorrow alright?" he sounded like he was trying to make me feel better, but I was fine so he was technically freaking out over nothing.

I shrugged and headed back into my room only to be caught by the wrist and whipped around again.

He was inches away from my face this time. "And I'm sorry, about anything I did to make you upset. I'm sorry it's my fault you hurt yourself today, I didn't mean to scare you to Merlin." The corner of his mouth turned up into a wary smile.

In another state of shock, I felt weak all over again and my heart racing. I gulped to try and regain composure but I just looked down to the ground just in case my expression gave me away. The last thing I wanted was for him to think I was beginning to fall for him. Everybody who's anybody knows when Malfoy knows he's liked, it's never good.

He smirked and placed his hand under my chin lifting my face back up so he could look into my eyes. "I promise I'll bring it back alright? Trust me for once." Inches from my face yet again, I thought I was about to pass out right then and there, but before I could react he mounted my broom again and flew off into the sky that was now turning to dusk.

A smile slowly made it's way across my face. I touched the spot on my chin where his hand had been. Rooted to the spot again, I felt a different feeling about Malfoy, one I've never had before. Today proved that he wasn't all that I really made him out to be…not entirely at least. Maybe he really was trying to change after all and I had not been acknowledging it as much as I should have been from the start. Maybe there was something more to him than that meets the eye, he could be molding into something different. Even so it was taking effect on me one way or another, whether I liked it or not. After all, we used to be best friends, and your first real friendship never really dies…does it? Or is it your first love that never really dies? Or both? Whatever I was feeling, I was happy to be feeling it! I didn't know much at the time but I did know this, I was beginning to have feelings for the infamous Draco Malfoy.

Sighing, and leaped into my room happily spinning in circles looking up to the ceiling. I became so dizzy that I had to collapse on my bed before I tripped and landed on my head, which was already injured, knowing my luck. As soon as I hit the bed, I started replaying the last few moments I spent with Draco over and over again. Drowsiness began to take hold of me when I thought of the last things he said and I whispered into the approaching darkness before the back of my eyelids fully consumed my sight, "I've always trusted you Draco, and always will".

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A/N: Oh! So it seems she's beginning to feel something for Draco and he obviously is warming up to her…this means something right? What do you think? I'll try to update soon. Let me remind you to review for me though, if not I won't know what you like or want meaning the story will obviously fall out of place and it'll be ALL your fault for not saying anything xP! Ok so I'm giving out empty threats, we all know it's not your fault…yet. Just review to be on the safe side 'kay?

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