A/N: Heya everyone. Sorry for the long absence but my friend is still here with me. Atm she's down stairs so I thought, i'll update really quickly. Sorry if there are any mistakes, if there are i'll change them later since I still have company XD Thanks for all the reviews, fav's and alerts, hope you enjoy this one as well :)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except for Keira McHard!

"The fire came and went, took everything away." - Innerpartysystem, What We Will Never Know

October, 22th

Keira sat in the great hall eating her dinner as all the students made their way back to their common rooms. They were all finished except for Keira, Blaise and Pansy. The three of them sat at the Slytherin table, spread out since Pansy didn't want to be with Keira and she dragged Blaise with her, thinking it was for the best.

Keira poked in her dinner and looked around her. She saw Hermione, Ron and Harry walking out of the great hall and with one last wave to her they disappeared around the corner. Keira sighed and looked back at her food.

It didn't take long until Pansy was done as well. She stood up and glanced at Blaise who was still eating his dinner very slowly just to annoy her. Pansy decided to keep her mouth shut. She shook her head and walked out of the great hall, on her way to bother Draco once more.

Slowly the entire great hall became empty except for two students who still sat there, poking their dinner. Blaise and Keira.

Keira didn't even notice that sometimes Blaise took a glimpse at her. She was in deep thought again. The fact that Draco told her yesterday that she was like a game to him confused her much more. It felt like there was something more behind it. He was hiding something from not only her but from everyone. Seeing as he didn't even care about spending time with Crabbe and Goyle anymore. Mostly he was with Blaise, whom he didn't even know that well. She knew Blaise didn't have much respect for him and she was right.

Blaise didn't care much about all of the students. He was there for himself. But that didn't mean he didn't need any company at all. Even though Blaise was a bit of a loner, he enjoyed someones company once every while. That was why he was with Pansy and Draco sometimes. It was a wonder how he managed to survive Pansy's nagging all the time but he quite liked to see the connection between Draco and Pansy. He knew Draco didn't have any eyes for her anymore but seeing Pansy, she didn't believe it. It amused him to see Pansy trying to win Draco over again. After all, she hadn't giving up hope since she always had this on-and-off-relationship with Malfoy. Seeing her failing was just the fun Blaise needed every one and a while.

Keira looked up from her dinner and stared at the wall. After a second she pushed her plate away from her and stood up, getting ready to leave. Suddenly Blaise pushed his food aside as well and quickly got up. Keira looked oddly at him before walking out of the great hall, not knowing she was being followed by Blaise.

Blaise kept his distance but didn't take his eyes of the blonde beauty in front of him. He watched her every move and slowly picked up his pace with walking. Eventually Keira knew he was right behind her and decided to ask.

She stopped walking and turned around. "Is something wrong?" Keira asked with a little bit of irritation. Blaise just shrugged.

Keira rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "Not much of an talker."

When she wanted to walk further Blaise suddenly spoke up. "If I have nothing to say, why would I say something?" He asked.

Keira turned around again and arched her eyebrow at the dark boy. He stared at her with this amused yet vague expression.

"It would be nice to get an answer if someone asks you something. Perhaps something like; 'No, nothings wrong'?" Keira suggested with a tiny smirk across her lips. Blaise took a step closer to her and leaned against the wall.

Blaise shrugged again and replied, "That's a waste of breath. You can simply just shrug like I did. That is an answer as well but much more...easier." Keira let out a breath of laughter and looked away from him. Even Blaise got a tiny smile.

She nodded thoughtfully and mumbled, "Alright, okay. If you say so."

"I do." Blaise answered to her mutters.

"Don't you think that's a waste of breath? Answering while I already agreed?" Keira smirked and arched her eyebrow. She crossed her arms and looked at Blaise as he eyed her up and down.

Blaise nodded in agreement. "Perhaps." He shrugged. "But I decided to waste that breath. Figured I didn't need it anymore." Keira chuckled.

"Well okay then." She smiled and walked away from the wall, back to the common room. Blaise watched her walking off and after a moment of staring at the ground he followed her again. The two walked in silence to the common room but sometimes looked at each other. Sometimes even with a smile.

As they somehow enjoyed each other's company, they didn't know they were being watched. Draco stood on top of the stairs, out of sight, glanzing down on the two of them. He had his fists clenched and his eyes narrowed.

As the two students arrived in the common room, Keira told him she was going to change in something more comfortable. Blaise gave her a nod and she walked off to her bedroom.

Keira closed the door but remained in her spot. She stared thoughtfully at the ground for a second before a small smile spread across her light lips. Keira pushed herself away from the door and walked to her closet. There she grabbed her pajamas, which were her normal grey sweatpants and black tank top, and pulled them on. She pulled her hair out of her ponytail and lay down on her bed, grabbing her potions book and reading it.

An hour passed by and Keira stared with a bored expression at the words on the pages, her mouth slightly open from exhaustion of reading the thing. Now she understood why she was still at page five yesterday. But thanks to Hermione's papers she didn't get in trouble with Slughorn.

That reminded her, she still needed to give back those papers. Keira placed her book on her nightstand and opened a drawer. Inside were Hermione's notes of the potions book. She grabbed them, shut the drawer and grabbed her Slytherin robe. Keira walked out of the room, with her back turned to the sitting area and shrugged her robe on her shoulders, not caring she was still wearing her pajamas. When she turned around she gasped and almost jumped up.

Blaise was still sitting on the couch, doing nothing instead of looking around.

"An hour for changing?" Blaise almost chuckled. Keira frowned with confusion. "Didn't know girls needed that much time."

Keira stared at him with her lips slightly parted. Suddenly she understood. She could've smacked herself in her face.

"Oh, i'm sorry." Keira apologized and walked to the couch her was sitting on. She stood behind him and Blaise turned himself around to face her. "I didn't knew you were waiting for me. I thought our conversation was over as soon as we were here. I was reading. I'm so sorry for making you wait."

Blaise shrugged once more. "It doesn't matter. Now I had some time to think." He replied.

A slight frown appeared on Keira's face as she looked at him. "About what were you thinking?" She asked carefully, hoping she didn't come across as being too nosy.

Blaise took a deep breath and just shrugged as an reply. Keira looked down and smiled. Soon she let out a chuckle and Blaise smiled as well. They looked at each other and Keira nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright, I still need to get used to that, but alright." She chuckled softly. "But uhm, we can't finish our conversation now because I need to go to Gryffindor." Blaise suddenly narrowed his eyes. Keira quickly held up the papers of Hermione. "Return some papers. That's all."

Blaise got off the couch. "Alright. We'll finish our little conversation another time. I'm also going anyway." He gave her a brief nod before walking away.

Keira held up her hand and waved briefly at him, muttering, "Bye."

Keira walked out of the common room and when she opened the door, Draco stood in front of her. His expression wasn't something she had seen before. He was glaring at her. Not just glaring but it seemed like he was angry with her. Without a word, Draco pushed past her, almost walking her over. Keira softly slammed against the wall from the hit and turned around and looked at him as he disappeared in the bedrooms, closing the door without looking at her. Keira shrugged it off and made her way to the Gryffindor common room.

Keira stood in front of the fat Lady, glaring at her as the Lady eyed her up and down.

"A Slytherin in the Gryffindor common room?" The Lady almost laughed at her. "Absolutely not."

Keira took a deep breath and clenched her teeth together. "I just need to give these papers back to Hermione." She hissed through her teeth. The fat Lady pursed her lips together and raised her shoulders, not caring.

"Come on!" Keira yelled which made the fat Lady jump a little. "You know me! You know I wouldn't do anything horrible!"

"I know you?" The fat Lady scoffed. "I know the Keira McHard from year one."

"I'm still the same!" Keira replied quickly in disbelief with her mouth hanging open. How could that fat pig question her while she was the exact same girl from year one? She was only put in another house. It didn't mean she was different.

"Apparently not." The Lady replied. Keira closed her mouth and looked in silence at her as she continued. "If you were still the same Keira you would be in Gryffindor. You've changed, darling."

Keira rolled her eyes and shook her head, "That's just rubbish. Everyone changes as they grow up."

"True, but I still can't let a Slytherin in even though she used to be a nice kid when she was younger." The Lady crossed her arms and refused to move.

Keira stared at her for a couple seconds with annoyance before muttering, "Okay, enough of this." She placed her ear against the painting and yelled, "Hermione! Hermione I need to talk to you!"

"Stop yelling i'm going deaf!" The Lady shouted at her.

Keira moved away from the painting and pointed a finger at her while replying angrily, "That's your own fault!"

Suddenly the painting started moving and opened, revealing a confused Hermione. She looked back and forth between Keira and the Lady.

"What's the matter?" She asked and closed the painting behind her. Keira glared at the Lady before looking back at Hermione.

She gave her the notes back, "I wanted to give this back to you but she didn't want to let me in."

"Oh, alright." Hermione mumbled. She took her notes from Keira and smiled at her. "Thank you, but you know you could've returned these tomorrow right?"

Keira nodded and shrugged, "I had nothing to do." Hermione just nodded and looked back at the painting for a second before turning back to her friend. Keira pointed behind her. "Want to go for a walk?"

Hermione crossed her arms and a slight frown appeared on her fragile face. "I'm sorry Keira. I'm a little busy at the moment." Keira nodded, telling her she understood. "Another time? Besides, it's almost curfew."

"Yeah, sure." Keira replied. Hermione smiled at her before walking back inside the Gryffindor common room, leaving Keira alone in the corridor. Keira watched as the painting closed and Hermione disappeared without saying goodbye.

Keira sighed and turned around with one last glare at the Lady. She walked down the stairs and trudged trough the corridors. Keira had her arms crossed, eyes locked on the ground and the thoughts kept on coming.

As she slowly walked through the corridors, she sometimes looked out of a window and noticed it was already getting quite dark. She stopped in front of a window and continued to stare out of it, thinking she was seeing something.

"McHard!"

Oh no. Busted, Keira thought to herself. She slowly turned around and saw professor McGonagall coming towards her. Her dress sweeping behind her as she walked faster.

When McGonagall stood in front of her she crossed her arms and looked strictly at the student. "You do realize that curfew is just some minutes away, do you?" McGonagall asked.

"Yes, I was actually on my way back but I got distracted by something." Keira quickly replied. McGonagall looked out of the window and saw nothing there. She turned back to Keira.

"There is nothing there, McHard." McGonagall replied suspiciously. Kiera looked back out of the window. There was indeed nothing there. She looked back at McGonagall but didn't reply.

McGonagall took a deep breath and suddenly changed the subject. "It is actually quite a good timing that I see you." She spoke. Keira narrowed her eyes a little, wondering why it was a good timing. "The Slytherin Quidditch team needs a new Seeker and madam Hooch thinks you are the perfect person for that."

Keira's jaw dropped. Her the new Seeker for Slytherin? What happened to the old one?

"What?" A voice behind her spoke in disbelief. McGonagall and Keira both looked at the spot where the voice came from. Draco was standing there in shock. Was Draco the Seeker of Slytherin or did he just not approve? Keira didn't understand why he was so shocked by it.

"Mister Malfoy has other things to do than chasing a little ball around."

Suddenly Draco's face dropped and stared at the person from behind McGonagall. Snape stood some feet behind McGonagall and stepped next to her. "That's why madam Hooch wants you to be the new Seeker. And as the head of the Slytherin house, I give you permission."

"Do you need permission for that?" Keira asked shyly but mostly to herself. McGonagall just smiled at Keira.

"Mister Malfoy?" Snape snapped Draco out of his thoughts.

Draco looked at the three persons in front of him. He held his head a little higher before he took off, not believing he just got kicked off the team. He didn't really care that much but the fact they kicked him off for that mudblood? That was what frustrated him.

"Do you accept the offer or not?" McGonagall asked as she noticed Keira staring at the path that Draco just took. Keira turned back around and nodded as a reply.

McGonagall smiled and told her, "Madam Hooch will tell you when the next game is. Now off to bed." She walked away with Snape and Keira waited until they were out of sight.

Keira quickly ran in the other direction instead of the Slytherin house. She took the path that Draco took. She started running and looked around every corner to spot Draco. But he was gone.

There was something wrong with her. She was searching for the person who mocked her all the time. Who thought she was just a little game in his school year. Most persons would go back but why did Keira want to keep on searching for him? Was it the fact that she felt horrible for him being kicked off the team because of her? Or was it because she wanted his forgiveness? Maybe it was something else. She didn't knew. She didn't understand any of this at the moment. The only thing she knew was that Draco was right. She felt disconnected to the world. The magical world at least. Returning in year six without knowing what happened all those years ago was not easy. Keira still hadn't find her place and was starting to doubt if she would ever find it.

Keira turned around the corner and saw Draco walking through the corridor. Suddenly she regained all her energy and ran after him.

"Draco!" She yelled, trying to make him stop walking. Instead he just picked up his pace. "Hey Malfoy!" Draco still didn't stop. "If you don't stop with the walking right now I will scream so hard that every teacher comes here so they catch us wondering about the castle past curfew!"

Draco sighed and stopped walking. He shoved his hands into his pockets and turned around to face her. Keira walked to him and they stood face to face.

"What do you want?" Draco asked quietly so the teachers wouldn't hear him. Keira still heard the frustration in his tone.

Keira sighed and looked in his eyes. "I wanted to apologize." She replied.

Draco frowned and asked, "For what?"

"For getting you kicked off the team. I didn't know you were the Seeker. They told me that they needed a new one and at first I didn't want to accept but you interrupted us." Keira explained carefully. Draco eyed her up and down before shrugging.

"It doesn't matter." He replied and turned around. "I have indeed things to do."

Before he could leave her there alone, Keira quickly spoke, "I am really sorry." Draco didn't reply. He didn't want to reply to her now. After all, Malfoys didn't care about persons who apologized to them, right?

He suddenly heard Keira trying to make him laugh a little and stopped, "Round two goes to me?" It didn't work. Draco started walking again and left her alone in the corridor, on his way to the Room of Requirement.

Draco wandered around in the Room of Requirement, searching for the cabinet he was supposed to mend. In the background he could hear a record skipping. It was only a soft noise but annoying. Annoying enough for him wanting to smash the thing, but he didn't. Instead he ignored it. He knew he shouldn't waste his energy with that.

He looked around and walked a little further in the room. As he tossed the green apple he had in his hands, he took a glimpse at a bowl with little moths flying in them. He turned back around and finally saw it.

Once he ripped a sheet off of it, his heartbeat increased. This was it. In front of him stood a beautiful cabinet with patterns all over it. If he just managed to get this thing working he was one step closer to fulfilling his task and protecting his mother. But somehow he started to doubt. It may look easy but Draco knew it was far from easy.

He continued to stare at it. Examining every little detail so he could even think about it while he wasn't here. Now that he remembered it all too well, it was now or never. No turning back now. That was not an option. But he couldn't help but feel slightly worried. Keira didn't give him enough energy today. All he could do was examine it.

He spend a couple hours in the Room of Requirement, trying to figure out where he was supposed to start. But he didn't know where he was supposed to start. Maybe if he would've taunted Keira a little bit this day, he knew where to start. He would've had enough energy for this now. But with only looking at the cabinet he felt himself already getting tired.

After some minutes he decided to let this day slip.

A/N: Enjoyed it? It's a short chapter, I know. I don't have much to say about this chapter so i'm not going to. My friend leaves around sunday so if you can hold in a little longer, that'll be great! Leave me a review and let me know if I did good. Until next time! ~xXx~