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Chapter 4

"This assignment is all wrong…" Hermione sighed as she finished looking over Ron's homework. She was clearly wondering why she even bothered to help him.

"Well what's wrong with it?" Ron asked angrily.

"The assignment was to write how about the pixie lily is used in love potions not how it's toxic when added with lime root! It's all in yesterday's notes! How did you manage to miss it?"

"Well unlike you I don't suck up to teachers!"

Harry rolled his eyes as his friends began yet another unnecessary argument. Tonight was supposed to be a quiet study session in Hermione's head common room with just Ron, Hermione, Ginny and himself. It was obvious that this wasn't going to happen.

"It's not sucking up! It's called being a good student! Why do I even continue to help you if all you do is insult me?" Hermione lashed out. "Would it kill you to be a little thankful?"

"Why do I continue to ask you for help if you just insult my intelligence?"

"Because you're an idiot!"

"See? There you go again!!"

"It's not my fault you don't prioritize!"

"Well I'm sorry that some things are more important to me than potions!"

"Like what? Lavender Brown?" Hermione asked. She visibly sneered at Lavender's name.

"At least she thinks I'm smart!"

"Ron that's not a very good defense." Ginny sighed. "The girl is all beauty and no brains."

"Well Hermione has brains but no beauty!" Ron snapped. There was a pregnant pause, which was followed by Hermione gathering her things, going into her room, and slamming the door.

"Nice going douche bag!" Ginny hissed at her brother before running into the bedroom after Hermione.

"Bloody Hell! Harry did you see that?"

"Yeah. I did." Harry said curtly. Though his words could be interpreted in either way, his tone gave away where he stood on what had just happened. Ron reacted by screaming something incomprehensible, and storming of (forgetting his possessions). The last Harry saw of him for the remainder of the night was the back of his red head and ears as he stomped off towards the Gryffindor common room, leaving Harry all by himself in the head common room which was way too big to be alone in.

After about ten minutes of sitting in the large room it became evident that Hermione would not be leaving her bedroom until morning. So Harry decided to leave. However, as he left he realized that he wasn't ready to face Ron in the common room.

"He's probably making out with Lavender anyway. No way I want to see that!" Harry mumbled to himself, frowning at the thought. Because he technically had nothing better to do, Harry decided to go to the lake. Hopefully it would lift his mood.

Once he arrived though he realized that it was doing just the opposite. Seeing the lake reminded him of when he had to rescue Ron during the tri-wizard tournament. That was before his life had truly started to take turns for the worse.

'I wonder what Pansy Parkinson is doing right-. Where the hell did that thought come from?' Harry wondered. This wasn't even the first time he had found himself thinking about her, noticing her chest or looking at her ass. Yes she was attractive, Harry had always thought of her as remotely good looking, but this year she seemed absolutely gorgeous. 'I can't be attracted to her right?' Harry asked himself. 'No of course not.' This wasn't the first time he had asked himself this question. In his frustration Harry picked up a rock and threw it at the lake. The flat rock skipped once before falling beneath the surface of the water and out of sight.

"That was pathetic." A voice said from behind him. Harry recognized it immediately.

"Parkinson I really don't care." Harry sighed. Pansy replied by picking up a rock and throwing it. It skipped seven times.

"Once again. I don't care." Harry snapped. That was a lie.

"You know you do." Pansy retorted calmly sitting down next to him. Harry practically blew his mind when he realized that all she was wearing was a big t-shirt and a pair of shorts. 'She looks amazing. Even without glamours' Harry thought 'Wait, no she doesn't!'

"Parkinson why are you even here?"

"The question is more why are you here?" Pansy replied tersely. "I'm here every other night."

"I'm just not tired." Harry answered, already agitated by the Slytherin.

"Is Weasel on your case?" Pansy asked.

"No!" Harry snapped. Pansy smirked at his reaction. "Yeah. He is." Harry confessed with a sigh.

"Let me guess." Pansy sighed, looking out onto the lake and tucking some loose hair behind an ear, giving her a very elegant look. "You took Granger's side in a fight and despite the fact that he was out of line to start with, Weasel is mad at you."

"Yeah. How do you know this?"

"A combination of what's been going around school and the fact that it is written all over your face." The two sat in silence for a while and Harry's mind started to wander. What was Pansy thinking? Was she thinking about him? Was she good at potions? His train of thought ended when he realized that they were potions partners for the rest of the year.

"So are you good at potions?" He asked her.

"I'm a Slytherin, I don't need to be. But I am, lucky for you." Pansy answered.

"I don't know how to respond to that." Sighed Harry. He could have sworn that Pansy had cracked a smile at his reply.

"So what's going on with Granger and Weasley?" Pansy asked

"None of your business." Harry replied.

"Because from the view of the school it looks like Granger got cheated on and then dumped. Also, it looks like Brown has broken up your happy little trio."

"She hasn't!" Harry snapped.

"Then why has Granger replaced you and Weasel with Weaselette?"

"She hasn't!" Pansy sighed at Harry's response and leaned back onto the grass.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Pansy asked

"No!" Harry yelled angrily. Pansy smiled lightly at Harry's enragement.

"You are going to tell me." She said, smirking at him.

"I don't even really know what happened okay?" Harry sighed, "It's way past lights out. We should leave."

"We should." Pansy agreed

"Do you want me to take you to the dungeons?" Harry asked.

"Don't think for a minute that tonight turned us into buddies Potter!" Pansy scoffed as she stood up. "You're very needy. Did you know?"

"Whatever Parkinson." Harry sighed. The two dark haired teens walked in silence until they got to the point where their paths separated. They were about to leave each other when they heard a meow.

"Shit!" Pansy swore under her breath before Harry grabbed her and threw his cloak around them.

"Potter what the- mmph!" Pansy didn't get to finish her sentence because Harry had put his hand over her mouth. She mumbled under his hand for a little but was quiet when the two teenagers heard Filch's footsteps. The man entered the corridor behind his cat and walked right passed Harry and Pansy just barely missing Pansy's back. Harry blushed thoroughly when it dawned on him just how close to him Pansy was.

"I heard two voices Mrs. Norris. But nobody's here…" Harry waited until Filch's footsteps faded and then he released Pansy.

"Potter are you insane?" Pansy hissed. "I thought you were going to rape me! And where did you get an invisibility cloak?"

"You're welcome for saving your ass!" Harry snapped. "And don't flatter yourself!"

"Thank you! Now kindly fuck off so I don't have to worry about you until potions tomorrow!" With that, Pansy turned and stalked off.

"'Night Parkinson." Harry yelled into the corridor Pansy had disappeared to.

'Yup, I'm definitely interested!' Harry thought before proceeding to the Gryffindor tower.