Ohmigod! I'm so sorry for not updating! I've just been really busy!

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Mackenzie's P.O.V

"What the fuck happened to you? Tell me!" I met the cold stare of Draco Malfoy. The alluringness of his eyes made me want to spit it out. Of course I didn't.

So I broke the connection, "I don't have to tell you anything, Malfoy." I felt so wrong to call him that.

His eyes softened a touch, "Please?"

I shook my head determined not to crack, "Nope."

Draco bound across the room in two strides, falling to his knees beside my bed. "Please," He begged, "Please tell me, Mackenzie." My heart skipped a beat.

"No," I refused, "I won't stand your emotional crap. You can't ruin my life, and break my heart, then ask me what's wrong. You just can't waltz back into my life like noting ever happened. Like the fact you are in line with my—the dark lord."

Draco's eyes filled with hurt, concern, and love. "Mackenzie I never meant for any of those things to happen! Besides you are in line with the dark lord." I glared at him.

"Who the fuck do you think did this? Neville Longbottom? Well sorry to burst your bubble but the dark lord did this." The words tumbled out before I could stop it.

Draco's eyes widened, "Your dad tried to kill you?"

"Shhh!" I hissed, "What did you bloody think? He was going to love me? No way! My dad is only going to use me, to I don't know, kill my cousin? The one person I love just about as much as mum and y—" I covered my mouth before I could say, you.

"And?" Draco prompted, wanting to know my dirty little secret. Er the other dirty little secret.

"And," I said as if I was going to tell him, "Mind your own business."

Draco sighed agitated, "Mackenzie."

"What?" I demanded, attempting to sit up. I winced in pain, as I remember the knife wound in my gut.

"Don't strain yourself!" Draco fretted, "Mackenzie I lo—"

Madame Pomfrey walked in, "Sorry Mr. Malfoy, visiting hours are over."

"Okay," Draco said wirily, "Bye."

Just before the door shut behind him, I nearly yelled, 'What were you going to say?' but I didn't. I honestly did want to know, but he wouldn't tell me.

Later that week, my bones finally gave into the magic and healed. I was able at walk, and write. The only thing that didn't heal was the carving. I cursed.

Walking into potions, I noticed something was up. Professor Slughorn wasn't here. And in his place, was Bellatrix LeStrange.

"Where's Professor Slughorn?" I demanded, already hating this class more than usual.

Bellatrix whipped around at the sound of my voice. She saw it was me and smirked, "Well, hello."

"Save it. Where's Slughorn?"

Bellatrix laughed, "That old man? We fired him. I'm the new potions teacher." She paused, "And my nephew Draco here is going to assist me today." Bellatrix pulled Draco out of the shadows. He glared at everyone in the room.

"Dr—Malfoy?" I gasped, crumpling into a chair.

He regarded me with a defensive look.

Bellatrix sniggered, "You know each other?" Draco and I shook our heads. "Too bad." She turned her cold eyes to me, "I know who your daddy is. Practically brags about you all the time. He…" Draco put his hand over her mouth. my eyes had widened, and mouth fell slack. Not only was she going to announce to the class who my dad is, Draco stopped her. My heart fluttered. Maybe he did care. More then I realized.

"What are you doing?" Bellatrix snapped, slapping Draco hard. The class and I gasped.

He shrugged, "Teachers don't go around announcing other people's business."

I could not believe this. The cold, arrogant, ignorant Draco Malfoy was defending me!

Bellatrix glared one last time, before snapping at the students to get working.

I started mixing the potion.

"Mmm, you're not stirring constantly enough." Draco murmured to my left. I jumped and dropped the wooden spoon in the pot.

"Jeez! Warn a person, would ya?" I fished the spoon out of the gooey substance. "What the hell is this?" The goo dripped off the spoon, and started moving. My eyes widened. "Ewwww!"

Draco chuckled and muttered, "Scared of the dark lord? No. Moving green goo? Terrified."

"I'm not terrified!" I snapped, "It's just gross."

"Sure." Draco stifled a laughed, then went to terrorize the next victim.

"Stupid, Malfoy." I glared darkly at the moving blob. It froze. I smiled triumphantly, scooping it up the spoon, I plopped it back onto the potion.

At the end of potions, I had green goo, dripping down the front of my shirt and face. Rosalinda grabbed my elbow.

"Mister Malfoy was so flirting with you!" She noticed the green goo. "Ew, what the heck is that?"

I shrugged, "My potion." Rosalinda giggled.

"Gross," She said as we made our way up the Gryffindor tower.

"I know." The fat lady in the portrait glanced at us.

"Password?" She questioned.

"Sectumsempra." Rosalinda said. The fat lady nodded, and the door opened.

"Yesh, good thing you remembered. I was drawing a blank there." I sighed at my stupidity.

Rosalinda patted my back, "Yes. What would you do without me?"

"I'd die," I said mockingly, "Don't get to high importance of yourself."

"Haha," She laughed sarcastically. "Hey, Kenzie? I'm really glad your okay."

I smiled at the nickname, "Thanks." We sat down in one of the couches by the fire. I noticed my stained shirt. "I have to change." I dashed up the stairs, in a hurry. I yanked off the robe, and dress shirt. I grabbed a random silk blouse, purple in color. I ran back down stairs and sat down, observing Eliza and Alexis shuffle over.

Eliza and Alexis sat beside us. "I miss Melissa." Eliza cried in her heavy French accent.

"Oui!" Alexi held onto her, both bawling.

I hadn't noticed how little I spent time with my friends nowadays, and true fully I missed them, terribly.

"I miss her too." I teared up. I started sobbing alone with my friends, snot and all.

Rosalinda hugged my ragged form, "I do too."

Together we cried. "I need some air." I gently pulled away from their feeble attempts to keep me there.

I pushed open the door to the exit. I ran a hand though the tangles in my raven hair. I felt worn and just like giving up. But I could never give in. if I did give in to the dark lord, Harry would despise me. But then you could be with Draco. It was a battle between my heart. Love vs. Love. Different types of love battled inside me. My love for Draco was just as strong as my love for Harry, Melissa, Rosalinda, Eliza, Alexis, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione. Maybe even stronger.

I found my way to the courtyard, and sank down in front of a tall oak tree. I sighed, wishing my life wasn't so complicated.

"Mackenzie, what are you doing?" My head whipped up at the velvet voice.

"Sitting, Malfoy."

He rolled his beautiful blue eyes, "Well, duh. I meant out here."

I pursed my lips, refusing to speak. Draco bent down to my level. He smoothed my lips with a single long, pale, frosty finger.

My eyes widened as the flames coursed through my veins. I mentally cursed him for still having that effect on me.

Draco captured my right hand, and held it over his heart. "I know you still care for me."

"No, I don't."

Draco chuckled, "I know your heart beats faster while I'm around." He put his other hand over top of my heart. "I know you think about me. I know you long to kiss me."

"Wow, getting a little cocky?" I pushed his hand away.

He smiled a real smile. One that reached his eyes. It was such a beautiful sight I nearly stopped breathing. If Draco smiled like that more often, it'd break hearts. And he was smiling it for me now.

He was right. I did want to kiss him.

Draco pecked my lips. I lost all my self control then. When he pulled away slightly, I grabbed his face and smashed his lips on mine. Draco was surprised at first, but kissed me back, hard. Draco pushed my back to the ground, hands by my head, never breaking contact. I fingered his soft platinum blonde hair. Our eyes closed. Draco pressed into me, brushing my stomach with his. My heart was pounding and my lower regions hurt. Then I knew how far I was willing to go. I dropped my fingers from his hair, putting them on his, finely tuned chest and pushed. Draco fell to the ground beside me, both of us breathing hard.

"Ow," Draco groaned.

"What?" I asked, getting into a seating position.

Draco blushed, rubbing his head. My eyes trialed down the length of his body. My eyes stopped at the forming bulge in his pants.

"Really Draco? Have some self control." I giggled at him, his face darking. Then he sat up grinning wildly.

"You called me Draco!" He said excitedly, nearly jumping up and down.

"That's your name, dummy." I rolled my eyes.

"But you've been calling me Malfoy!" Draco pecked my lips.

I smiled, "Well, if it makes you feel better, I had a hard time not calling you Draco."

He kissed me longer this time. He broke the kiss, "It does." He hesitated, thinking over his words carefully. "Mackenzie, I love you."

I froze, blinking repeatedly.

Oh, I'm so mean. What she going to say? Hum, I don't know, you tell me. Review.

~Emerald~