Chapter 4You heard Draco say, "Sorry, it's a wand. Sometimes I forget how stupid you muggles really are." He said this never taking his eyes off the wand. You mimicked him sticking out your tongue and mouthing his words. Suddenly you felt a little swelling in the chest area. You looked down to see your bust had doubled in size and you had now what looked like double D's. Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped. Draco looked at you and stifled a laugh. "Did you just…?" you stammered. "They look real good on you," he said while smirking. "Humph!" you remarked and snagged the wand away from him. "Now it's your turn," you said pointing it at him. He only laughed more; "you're going to use my wand on me? A muggle is going to use a wand on me. Oh, I'm so scared. What're you going to do? Hit me with it?" You waved the wand around saying some random made-up words and then the vase shattered in the corner. You smiled as Draco began to look a bit panicked. You wave the wand around said a few more made-up words and before long Draco was wearing nothing but his boxers and you were trying to remember the word you had used to make his clothes disappear when the door opened again and John walked in. You turned around to look at him and Draco got up and grabbed his wand back whispering something and maintaining his clothes again. John eyes gleamed on Draco, who sneered and left the room.
As soon as he had left John looked back at you and gasped, "Oh my… what in bloody hell did he do to you?" "What?" you began to stammer before looking down and realizing what he was talking about, "Oh, right. That. He did some freaky thing with that piece of wood and –uh-- sorry about the vase. I don't know many spells other than abracadabra which I actually didn't try." You shrugged and gave a smile. John looked at you and then at the broken vase and then at your chest, where he stared for at least five minutes before you crossed your arms. "You don't have to stare," you said. He cleared his throat, "Sorry." He dragged his eyes away from your chest and looked at your face. "I think I can fix that," he said, approaching you. "Wait a minute," you said backing up and bumping into the chair, "you think?" "Okay," he said, "I guess you'd rather Draco do it then?" You sighed, "How about you find out the spell to get rid of it or whatever and I'll just feel like I have a "chest" full of treasure."
You spent the rest of your day finding out about the magical word and trying some spells you must've had some magic blood in your family but then again, you thought, who didn't? Everyone must have a bit of magical blood in his or her family line. So there were really no two groups of people. There were no non-magicals and magicals just people with different magical abilities. John and you came a bit better more aquatinted though you never asked about him disappearing or his parents as you didn't want to ruin the day. You had dinner just with him and then he showed you to your room and told you he was going to look for the spell to undo what Draco had done. So here you were standing in front of a bathroom mirror and brushing your teeth, getting ready for bed, and you found yourself mimicking a British accent. You found yourself saying things like, "ace," "bloke," "frit," "gozz," "quid," "scoobs," "ta," and "zebra crossing." Then you laughed as you began to monologue about John and how you were so glad you two were dating, a sort of bragging thing for your friends at home to here. You laughed at this and changed into your nightgown while continuing the monologue. You're nightgown wasn't something very appropriate but at the time it was the most comfortable thing for you to be wearing it was read silk and cut off just half way down your thighs. It was rather short and you knew it must look incredibly slutty but your room was right next to this bathroom so who was going see you. You stopped monologue and gave yourself a hard look in the mirror and then sort of messed up your hair a bit. It was too perfect for bedtime. You then proceeded in leaving the bathroom and going into your room but as soon as you'd left the bathroom Draco approached you and you wondered if he had been waiting outside the bathroom door the whole time.
You realized you face was suddenly burning hot and you were blushing. You sort of bit your bottom lip thinking; oh great I must be as red as this silk nightgown. You pretended not to notice the blazing heat of your face as you asked, "Can I help you?" Draco looked at you and said in the monotone voice again, "I'm sorry for what happened earlier on today and I'd like to sort things out." "Whatever," you said, "it's fine. John's going to get the spell, he's looking through books as we speak." Then you walked pass Draco into and went into your bedroom closing the door and putting your clothes in a suitcase laid out at the floor of your plasma TV that was mounted on the wall. You went to go and lie in bed and saw Draco at the door. "I told you John's finding the spell," you protested as he entered the room, "and I never said you could come in." He closed the door, "Your point is?" he said as leaned up against it. "Listen: if you just let me do the spell I'll be on my way. I don't want to be near as much as you don't want be near me," he sneered at you. You rolled your eyes and left the bed for a moment coming closer to him. You saw him look straight in the eyes for a moment which was a first he hadn't looked you in the eye at all. He seemed to look away when he talked to you at all today, like you weren't there or didn't matter, which you knew you must not matter to him. He had the most amazing eyes you thought to yourself, as you looked at little deeper into them. He looked away, breaking the glance and you rolled your eyes again and sighed. "Alright, let's get this over with. Wave your… stick around and return me to the way I was, the way I am, I mean. Well, before…" you were rambling. "Just do it," you said forcefully. He shrugged and took out his wand and mumbled something and you felt a shrinking feeling and you were back down to your average C's. Then he walked up to you until your noses were practically touching and you could feel the warmth of his breath. You felt your face going scarlet and you were about to burst out into reels of laughter. Draco put his hand on your shoulder and pulled your nightgowns strap up, "sorry," he said smiling, "it was bugging me." You were half pissed because he'd been playing with you and half pissed because he hadn't even tried to kiss you. You saw him open the door and you heard yourself say, "Draco." He sighed and turned around, a coy smile played on his lips, "what?" "Shut the door on your way out." He said something under his breath you caught the word muggle as he turned around and left the room slamming the door after him. You turned the covers down, hopped in and laughed yourself to sleep.