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A/N: You have no idea how much fun I had writing this chapter! Thanks for being patient, I had some good quality time with the family, and lots of down time to prepare this chapter before uploading it. Let me know how much you love it, or hate it, in a review! ENJOY!


Mini Quidditch went a lot better than I originally imagined. The game was played with our wands only; that's how you control the players. Everyone was having loads of fun fortunately because I was so done with the awkward drama.

Malfoy and I had won our seventh game when everyone decided to call it quits.

"Fuck you guys! Let someone else win for once! There's no getting past you two it's bloody hopeless," groaned Daphne Greengrass.

I beamed and Malfoy shrugged.

"Not bad LaCroix, I had no idea you actually knew how to play Quidditch."

Rolling my eyes, Blaise came up behind me protectively wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close to his body. "Of course she knows how to play, you would've realized that last year had you let her join the team."

Sometime I wonder if this is what Malfoy and I used to sound like, bickering all the time purposely picking fights.

"Could you guys please give it a rest already? I'm trying to have fun but you both are ruining it!"

"Drakie-poo she's right, you haven't been paying attention to me all night!"

The people around us started fits of laughter causing Draco to turn a brilliant shade of pink. He linked arms with Pansy hurriedly and headed back inside with her, ahead of everyone else.

"I guess Pansy's the only one that can seriously get to him, isn't she," Blaise whispered in my ear.

"Apparently, I wonder when these two are gonna make it official yet…"

In that moment, Blaise turned me around to face him and abruptly turned my chin up so I was inches from his face, "Speaking of official Shayna…"

"Shayna!" Daphne called to me, "I need to ask you something important."

I blushed at Blaise, sort of knowing exactly what he was going to tell me and backed way from him slowly and apologized before joining Daphne.

The girl had excitement and determination written all over her face, and I was more than curious about hearing what she had to tell me.

"What's up Daphne?"

She grabbed my wrist making me jump a little and then cupped my ear in order to whisper so that no one could hear, "Are Pansy and Draco like…an item?"

That was definitely a question I wasn't expecting nor deemed important. I mean seriously?

She was getting impatient, "Shayna, are they boyfriend and girlfriend or what?"

I held back the urge to slap the living hell out of her, "No, they aren't…but they are quick to snog each other now and then so in a way I think they're getting there." I was defending Pansy, my best friend.

Looking pleased she replied, "That's ok, as long as they're not official," she rubbed her hands together and brushed back her hair," then I still have a fighting chance." She finished by flattening out her skirt and unbuttoned one more button on her already revealing v-neck blouse.

"You little skank!" I yelled attracting people's attention. "Who the bloody hell do you think you are?" I wound back my fist and let it rip, right on the left side of her face.

She cried out in pain, stumbling to the floor holding her face in her hands. "You bitch!" she spat back at me.

I was about to finish what I had started when Blaise scooped me up and a few of Daphne's friends surrounded her, cooing her and shooting me the most threatening death glares that they could muster up.

"What the bloody hell was that about," he whispered to me harshly as we stepped inside the manor and made our way to the sitting area by the fireplace.

"I don't want to talk about it, if that's alright with you," I answered still clearly pissed off.

He nodded once, respecting my wishes and sat down with me in his lap still inspecting my hand. "Bloody hell, Shay."

I barely noticed my knuckles were bleeding from connecting with Daphne's face, let alone feel the pain. All the fury and adrenaline rush kept me from feeling anything in fact.

He tried to grab my hand and I pulled it back smiling sheepishly at him. "I promise I'm fine."

Pansy and Draco weren't too far off from where we were sitting and she asked me curiously, "What the hell happened Shayna?"

While inspecting my knuckles, I peeked up from time to time and Pansy, I quickly looked at Draco and he had concern etched into his face.

I grit my teeth together and shrugged.

Blaise nudged me and added, "She just decked Daphne Greengrass in the face…" He stated in matter of fact tone.

Pansy gasped and Draco's eyes filled with surprise but he instantly regained composure.

"What you do that for Shay?" she demanded.

I crossed my arms and sunk into Blaise, "For good reason, I assure you…"

Blaise shook his head and Pansy sighed and let it go, not wanting to press matters forward.

Everyone started piling back inside the house and one kid had announced that Daphne returned home with a bloody nose and a swelled eye. A few people gave me words of praise while others glared daggers right through me.

Honestly, either way I didn't give a goblin's ass! She got what was coming for her; disgusting little whore.

"Oh I have a fantastic idea!" Pansy blurted out. She had the whole room's attention now, with Draco still at her side, unmoving. "We can play Hide and Seek! It's a game muggle kids play, I learned it in Muggle Studies at school."

Loud bursts of giggles and chuckles erupted from the room and Pansy pouted.

"What makes you think we'd be interested in a stupid muggle game," scoffed Darius.

She scowled at him, "Let me explain first!" She stood so everyone could see her, "One person counts to ten, or whatever number we all settle on, then everyone else hides. Once that person finishes counting, then they go and seek out the others!"

Tania had a smug look on her face and removed her wand from her pocket, "Great! Sounds easy."

"With no wands…" Pansy smirked.

Groans echoed in the room and Tania sighed.

"Actually it sounds like fun," Draco added suddenly bringing silence to all.

"Really?" Blaise asked in disbelief.

Draco rolled his eyes and nodded, "Well yeah, let's play—Blaise you're it!"

"Hey! But—"

"Blaise is it," yelled Pansy, go figure. She always takes Draco's side in everything. "Count to thirty and everyone hand me your wands! You can only hide on the first two floors, and NOT outside."

We all passed Pansy our wands as murmurs of excitement started building up everywhere. People were already discussing their hiding spots, I already knew mine since I'm at the Parkinson's all the time. I wasn't worried. Blaise caught my eye and frowned. I couldn't blame him; I wouldn't want to be it either.

"Alright that's everybody," Pansy sighed and packed everyone's wand away. "Once Blaise starts counting down we can all hide!"

Blaise grunted and sat on a large black leathered couch crossing his arms and closing his eyes, "One…two…"

A few girls screeched while they hurried to their hiding spots as I made my way up the stairs to my own hiding place. I followed the first hallway to the end where there was a room full of old records and photos stacked high. Behind one of the piles of records was a small broom closet. I was pleased with myself and grabbed the handle and opened it when someone pushed past me taking my perfect spot.

"What the hell, Draco?"

He winked at me, trying to close the closet door.

"Oh hell no you don't," I wasn't about to put up with his bullshit right now, "this is my spot I found it!" I yelled as I yanked on his arm to try and pull him out.

He proved to be a lot stronger than I gave his lean muscles credit for. When he yanked his arm back he pulled me in with him and the door shut behind me on accident. I had fallen on top of him and scrambled to my feet blushing. Draco just sat there with his famous smirk stuck on his face.

"Told you so…"

I stared him down, "What?"

"You've always wanted me." He said with confidence.

Groaning in frustration, I ignored him and jiggled the door knob in haste to no avail, we were both locked in without our wands.

"Great going, LaCroix."

"Don't start with me Malfoy, this is completely your damn fault!"

"Hardly, I was already here when you jumped in."

"You pulled me in with you, you stupid git!"

"Ay, there's no need for that sort of tongue here, LaCroix."

"Whatever," I pulled on the knob again trying to force it open. I gave up immediately and started banging on the door yelling, "HEY! HELP, OPEN THE DOOR!"

"Merlin LaCroix! No one is going to hear you, I closed the door behind me and we're in the closet!"

My mouth dropped in dismay as I took my place against the wall opposite from Malfoy and folded my arms.

"Well don't look too discouraged," he said sarcastically.

"Yeah just leave it alone Malfoy."

"Shayna," he said softly, "you can call me Draco now."

Sneering, with what little space there was in the small closet I backed up more to the corner, "Oh please, is that how this works? When we're alone everything is alright, but when others are around we're enemies?"

He looked at his feet in guilt. "No I don't want it to be that way—"

"Then what the fuck!"

"Look, like you're making it any easier…" he sighed frustrated.

A few moments of silence were exchanged between us before he broke the silence.

"Shayna?"

"What?" I snapped at him.

"What happened with Daphne?"

I smiled at the thought of it, "Nothing."

"I know you bloody well enough to say that you don't just randomly punch people Shay."

"It's a long story."

He chuckled some, "Look around Shayna, I've got nothing but time."

'Persistant little arse aren't you?' I thought as I brought myself to look him in the eyes. I took a breath before explaining. "She pulled me away from Blaise to ask me about you and Pansy. I told her that you guys weren't official, but you two are pretty much together and instead of backing off she unbuttoned her shirt and straight up told me she was gonna go for you basically," he still stayed quiet," then I popped her in the face on Pansy's behalf," I finished.

He smiled from the corner of his mouth and stood to his full height in front of me. "Are you sure you did it to defend Pansy?"

I let my arms fall to my side, obviously caught off guard. "What?"

My answer was amusing to him as he closed the space there was between us and asked in a whisper, "Did you do it for Pansy? Or for yourself…for me?" He brushed a piece of loose hair behind my ear giving me shivers that raced down my spine into the pit of my stomach.

"N-no…" I stuttered, staggering my breath when I realized our lips were inches apart. He eyed my lips and I backed up all the way into the corner feeling claustrophobic as he pressed his body against mine. His body heat sent electric shocks throughout my body suddenly creating want in my head and heart where I was sure there wasn't any feelings like this before. Now it suddenly feels like these feelings have always been there, hiding in the depths of my soul and now they were bursting out all at once and I wasn't coping with it all too well.

"Are you sure?" He breathed, his cool breath intoxicating, making my heart beat faster.

I nodded, unable to find words let alone breathe when our lips barely brushed each other.

"I'll be sure to let Pansy know she has an amazing best friend then, " he smirked at me taking a step back and removed his wand from his pocket. He grabbed my hand with the dried blood on it, and whispered and incantation that healed my knuckles. Before letting go, he kissed the top of my hand and unlocked the door.

My cheeks were flaring up from anger and my temper began to rise. He just left me in the closet alone without saying a word or taking one last look at me even which infuriated me more.

What the bloody fucking hell was that? I can't believe he had his fucking wand the whole time! What was the point of staying locked up with each other then? Just to ask me about Daphne? Now that he knows, knowing him, he'll make passes at her now behind Pansy's back.

I was purposely ignoring the fact that we practically kissed and how he wanted me to admit that I liked him.

But I don't like him I loathe him! I mean I don't like him anymore…I mean I didn't! I never have, he's Pansy's boy toy. That's all he is, a man whore. That's why he did what he did to me, because he's manipulative and he just had to prove himself. Or was he teasing me? But why? Why…

"There you are," Blaises's voice rang peacefully through my thoughts, "Looks like you've won Shayna." He smiled and held out his hand for me to take.

Gladly receiving his hand, he helped me to my feet and through the stacks of records. "Thank you, Blaise." I wrapped my arm around his waist feeling a sense of security at that moment.

"Of course Shayna."

The rest of the night went smoothly. Pansy was attached to Draco the whole time and I didn't move from Blaise's side either. This took him by surprise, but he wasn't going to complain.


Mainly everyone had their own room, some shared theirs with others. Of course I shared mine with Pansy. I was exhausted and falling asleep while listening to Pansy drone on and on about Malfoy.

"Are you sure you didn't do it because you like me?" He asked pulling me to him so that there was no space in between us.

"Of course that's why I did it…I have Pansy to worry about I don't need another girl in the way…" I bit my lip.

In all his glory, he looked at me with his eyes full of need as his lips came crashing down onto mine. I returned his kiss wrapping my arms around his neck as his snaked around my waist.

He pulled away and whispered in my ear, "Be mine, Shayna."

My eyes were still closed from kissing him and I nodded without opening them, still longing for his lips to gracefully touch mine once more.

"Shayna wake up you jerk!"

Jolting up, I looked at Pansy feeling a little betrayed by my own dreams and embarrassed as hell. I'm pretty sure Pansy could tell something was up because she gave me a weird look.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, just gonna go get a drink I'll be back," I left the room in a rush before she could tell me anything. I could have easily gotten a house elf to serve me a drink, but I really needed to walk this dream off before it killed me inside. Earlier today was torture enough.

As I was making my way downstairs I contemplated the reason I suddenly felt so much for Malfoy, this is stupid! He obviously was just messing with me, like anything would really happen between us. I've been crushing on Blaise for a while now and when Malfoy let his hormones go out of control for just a minute it's like the feelings I have for Blaise don't matter anymore!

It just doesn't make any sense, why does my heart suddenly want something that is so dangerous? Malfoy is a deceiver, Blaise is just so righteous as far as being a boyfriend goes. So why? WHY do I always fall for the wrong choice, that's what I want to know.

"Shayna?"

I jumped, spilling a little bit of pumpkin juice on the floor. It was only Blaise to my relief and I smiled at him despite my problems. "You scared me," I laughed a little.

"Forgive me," he said as he snapped his fingers for a nearby house elf to clean up the mess I made. He had a determined look in his eye, and his confidence which can't be mistaken for arrogance, like Malfoy, was just so inviting.

Taking a huge gulp of juice, and leaving my glass for the elf to take care of I headed back upstairs with Blaise. His room was on the second floor, Pansy's room was on the fourth. I had offered to walk him to his room.

"Well thanks for walking me to my room, but I think it should be the other way around," he said leaning against the wall next to his door.

I felt a little insecure at that moment and looked down at my feet. "Don't, it's alright…I don't see the point of you walking all the way up there and back down."

He lifted my chin so that I wasn't staring at the floor and kissed me sweetly on the cheek. "Get some sleep alright? I had fun with you tonight," he moved his weight from one foot to the other in uncertainty, obviously nervous and unsure of himself. "Good night sweetheart."

I smiled and nodded, waiting for him to close his bedroom door before leaving. As much as I should have been happy I was also a little bit upset, even that small encounter with Blaise barely made my heart flutter. Malfoy was still invading my heart and mind; this is all sorts of wrong.

Sighing, I turned around and headed back down the hall when my wrist was yanked back and pulled around. I couldn't tell who did it, but they pinned me to the wall and I was face to face with those sparkling eyes that haunted me in my dreams earlier. My heart immediately jumped in my throat.

"C-can I help you?"

"I don't want you to be with Blaise…"

I was taken aback as well as ecstatic on the inside, but reality slapped me back into place, thank god.

"Why? What's it to you? Just because he's your enemy, doesn't mean that he's mine." I tried to push him off but he just pressed against me even more.

"Please listen?" He begged me in a hushed tone and cupped my face with both of his hands, the feel of his warm hands bringing back the familiar electric shocks and my breath was starting to catch again.

My reactions didn't go unnoticed by him and he smirked a little, go figure. "I don't want you to be with Blaise, not because he's my enemy, because I don't trust him. He has a hidden agenda and I know it."

I shook my head a little in his hands, "Says the liar and the cheat, how is he so untrustworthy exactly?"

He bit his lip out of frustration and it made him look so sexy, my knees began to buckle. "I just know…please trust me?"

A small smile reached my face, "How can I? There's not much to go on with you to trust…"

"Then go on this," he whispered and our lips touched. It was even better than how I dreamt it to be. His lips were soft and inviting, his kiss was gentle yet firm. I could feel the fire in my veins start to burn bright with desire when he slowly broke away, leaving me awe struck and wanting more.

A door knob was starting to jiggle somewhere in the hall and we glanced at each other before giving the other space and starting to leave. I was about to run down the hall in panic when he grabbed my wrist once more. I looked into his eyes and they were full of sincerity and vulnerability, "Please trust me Shayna, don't let Blaise get to you."

I nodded once and disappeared when I heard Darius Shaw run into Draco as they started their menacing jeers before heading to their destinations.

Exhaustion hit me like a lightning bolt when I reached Pansy's room. She left the light on for me but she was passed out. Looking at her face, I felt somewhat guilty that I was falling for her boy toy, I mean falling for Draco when she's been trying to make it official between them for over a year now at least.

I couldn't help it, he forged his way into my heart and the kiss was the seal making sure he was going to inhabit himself where he knew he wasn't welcome. I felt like I let him though, my walls were up high and strong and like the conniving wizard he was, he magically found a way inside and I let him.

My eyes started to flutter to a close when I heard Pansy mutter in her sleep, "I love you Draco Malfoy."

I wonder how long it would take me before I started whispering that in my sleep, too.


A/N: Oh how the teenage hormones rage. I had my own personal deadline for this and I'm happy I made it in even better time than expected. Don't forget to review please and thank you! I'm not sure when the next chapter will be out, but I hope sooner than later. Maybe if you review it will up my ante, who knows?