Amber's P.O.V~

Chapter Six

Beep, Beep,

I groaned, not giving the satisfaction to open my eyes just to shut off my alarm. Slammed my hand over the snooze button, I tossed on my belly and drift to sleep again. "Charlton..." the voice whispered. Hmm, I must've dropped off that quickly or am I still awake?

"Charlton,"

Again the voice whispered but it seemed louder. "I'm getting tired of this, get up!"

This time the drawling voice hissed directly in my ear. Fully awake, I shot up as I was about scream. However, my mouth was covered by a pale hand. I look up slightly. This is impossible how can he get in here without sliding down the stairs?" I wondered.

"Get off me!" I yelled though his hand still covered my mouth. "Y'know I prefer you like this," The guy smirked.

I gave up yelling at Malfoy. "Be the good wet blanket that you are and shut the fuck up."

I glared at him though nodded to agree with his demands. He let go of me but did not get off my poster bed. "What're you doing here Malfoy? Boys aren't allowed here," I asked polity despite him being hostile.

"I'm a prefect, they said I can use the passwords for emergency but I can't let this opportunity to pass up," he leered closely. I pull the pillow onto my face. "Can I just go sleep, its way to early," I whined.

"No...Get up and get changed unless you want me to help?"

"Thanks but no thanks, can you please get out of my room!" I hissed so I won't disturb my room-mates. "You're missing a great opportunity Charlton," he teased with such evil in him. Malfoy got up and swaggered out of there as I get changed into my blue and bronze uniform.

I was busy revising my homework in the library though Malfoy kept touching my thigh under the desk. Pretending to smile, I slap his hand off and resume working on my assignments. However he did it again.

"Sweetums, if you try to do that again...I know a good curse that can turn your hands into jelly," I whispered dangerously. "Hah, you always joke around, Amber," he winked though it was cold.

"Hmm...If I do joke I'd be saying Bazinga," I beamed sarcastically. Suddenly, his hands were placed together hard on the desk. "What the fuck, get me out of this now," he snarled under his breath.

"How many times have I told you Patil? Vampires do not sparkle!" vented Professor Snape. The Slytherin populace (including Malfoy) guffawed as Professor Snape took away points from Ravenclaw.

My house classmates had groaned as Padma turned red and cried silently with her head bowed down. I look over to see Grace, sitting alone...book piling around in front of her. I watched just to hope that she could notice me. She didn't while my heart went cold as I turn to the front.

But my spine gave a shudder slightly when Malfoy had already reached my thigh again while he whispered in my ear that I couldn't understand. Impulsively, I kissed him just to stop...
I suddenly feel a tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach.

What is going on with me!

"Achem,"

We stopped kissing as my eyes bulged to see him...glaring at us with two black holes for eyes. I turned puce. "Oh, don't stop on my account," said Professor Snape, his lip curling. I stuttered...trying to apologise.

"Ten points off Ravenclaw,"

Now it was my turn for my peers to groan at me. I heard Mason sniggering with her girlfriends. But I do detect that she was furious that I was kissing him. I can still taste his lips on mine...gross. However, I'm surprised that my disgust was a very slow reaction. "You can't resist me can you?" said Malfoy, whispering in my ear. I ignored him while glaring at my essay. Now regretting what I unwisely did.

"Thanks."

I turned to him, utterly bewildered and flustered though he spun his head towards the front and muttered: "I didn't want you to stop though..."

I put my head on the desk in humiliation and hoped this free study lesson would be over...

Class now finally ended, I slowly pack my stuff in my satchel for my excuse to stay behind until Mason is already out of the classroom. I couldn't shake the feeling that Malfoy was watching me curiously.

"Charlton..." he muttered quietly. I paused to know that it's just us left in the library and I want to ignore him but he kept pestering me. "Hey, listen to me!" said Malfoy, pushing my arm.

"Why should I listen to you, I'm just a piece of meat aren't I?" I sighed coldly, slowly retreating to my exit. He stopped me. "What's gotten into you, first you kissed me and then you just don't want to know me,"

I glared at him. "Hah, I bet you don't like it when it's on the other way round,"

Suddenly, he banged his hands on the wall where I'm trapped...nowhere to go as my satchel slipped out of my hands. "What I do-is none of your fucking business,"

I feel small and weak under his presence. He backed away, crossing his arms now. I cried now because of him making me feel vulnerable. "You don't exactly rule the whole castle and their rumours of you being-" I sniffed angrily and point at him.

"Go on...say it," he sneered.

"You're an egotistical git with just a pretty face to get what he surely wanted and have a good time with the scandalous ladies," I jeered.

"What makes you any different...I guess daddy spoils you when your this uptight bitchy heiress!" he exclaimed as he spat acidly. "Ow...Why did that hurt me?" I thought. I felt wounded as my teeth gritted.

"Hah, Thomas doesn't give a damn if I exist let alone spoil me..." I scoffed indifferently. Malfoy still glared at me. "Aw, the poor little rich girl...starved for his attention," he said in dreadful spite. I dared not to cry as I escaped and ran towards anywhere but here.

I stopped dead. "Dang, I forgot my satchel,"

Just as I was about head back, someone is pinning me to the wall as I can feel someone's hand...choking me. "What you did yesterday was just luck, Mute..." leered Mason. One of her girlfriends...the redhead cackled and coaxed Mason to kick me.

"Break up with Drakey or else,"

I can feel my lungs trying to get more air out as the corner of my eyes are turning black. I'd do as she pleased but I don't want anyone to find out that I'm unfortunately famous. "I don't...follow orders," I rasped weakly.

"What is going on here?" spoke the cold and congealing voice. It's Professor Snape. Mason let go of me as I gasp in and out for more air. "We were just helping, Amber," said the sweet voice of the Redhead. She'd be beautiful if she didn't scowl at me.

Swallowing hard as I look down in silence, Professor Snape coldly stares at us. "I assume you should head back to your classes, not you Charlton...you'll go to the headmaster's office,"

Wait what...Mason and her girlfriends had snickered behind their hands. "I'll get you Charlton," she mouthed cheerfully. Snape grabbed my arm while his eyes sharply glinted.

"He likes Whizzbees," He said indifferently. Nodded, I walked to see the Headmaster...