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A/N: I've gotten a lot more readers than I had expected. When you get the chance please visit my profile page explaining this story a little better (THERE'S NO SPOILERS) so go ahead and check that out. This chapter by the way has Shayna's point of view and at the end it will have Draco's point of view. So please don't get confused. Some parts may be repeated but I'm sure you're eager to know what's on his mind. Pretty please review; I get a lot more readers than I assumed if it sucks just tell me why if you love it just be like "I love it." 3 words SO SIMPLE. I don't like to nag, I just would like to know if it's a worthy story or not thanks.


Somehow I made it to Pansy's house through teary eyes and blurred vision. All I knew is that I was determined to get as far away as possible from Malfoy before I went into cardiac arrest. Eventually it dawned on me that I left my broomstick and belongings by the log at the Lake, but I didn't want to risk going back and running into Draco; my heart just can't take it anymore.

I came up on the walkway that led up to the Parkinson's front door. This is the first time I've ever seen it, I've never actually used their front door to get inside their house and when I think about it that's kind of sad. When I approached her front door it was cracked open and I started to worry. Why would her front door be open like that? It was a little suspicious to me so I had my wand in hand and crept inside the manor cautiously.

As I made my way upstairs to her room, I passed each door and hall with silence. The more I studied my surroundings the less invaded the house seemed to be. The only problem was that the house was way too quiet; there were no elves in sight. The manor is usually crawling with them so that you could hear their little foot-steps prancing up and down the hall and their hushed conversations to each other filling up the hallways.

I made my way to Pansy's room when I heard loud noises and a couple of crashes. Instead of busting down her door foolishly, I stood my ground and listened closely before throwing myself into action. The tension was causing the blood in my body to boil with anticipation. My heart sounded like that of a drum in war. After a few moments passed I heard Pansy scream and I broke. I lifted my foot rammed her door wide open with all my might and with my wand at the ready I called out to Pansy.

What I witnessed should have given me a heart attack the way my luck has been running lately. Pansy had screamed alright but for an entirely different reason than for what I had obviously assumed.

I had walked in on the classic "best-friend-with-my-boyfriend" scenario. They stopped, stared at me in disbelief and dismounted each other. Both of them hustled to gather their clothes and yank them back on. Like that would do me any good by now…

"No-no! By all means finish up you guys! Don't stop on my account…I wouldn't wanna leave you two all sexually frustrated or something. That would be just freaking awful you know?" Wherever this brave nonsense that was falling out of my mouth was coming from, I had absolutely no idea. I was having a hard time breathing more or less processing what the fuck was going on.

"Shay baby, stop it's not like that—"

"Oh shut the hell up Blaise! What is it with men and their damn excuses?" I started to pace back and forth beyond furious and furrowing my brow contemplating what the hell I was going to do next. A part of me wanted to murder them both and the other just wanted to break down and cry already. This wasn't the best week if you didn't happen to notice and this? This is just the icing on top of the bloody damn cake!

"Look Shayna," Pansy started and I wasn't in the mood to hear it either. I glared at her menacingly.

"No you look, you stupid slut! I tried to fix our friendship and for nothing if this is how you fucking repay me! You're just a little attention whore that only cares about herself! You miss Malfoy so damn much you have to prey on my boyfriend cunt?"

She folded her arms and waltzed over to me with a mean and determined look on her face. I clenched my fists trying to refrain from decking her in the face. Why I was holding back I had no idea, I had every right to let my temper get the best of me right now.

"Maybe if you knew how to keep your man happy he wouldn't have come running to me!"

"Hey," Blaise interrupted, "That's not what the situation was!"

"Fuck the situation Blaise whether it was or wasn't the case! And Pansy that's just your stupid vagina talking, you should try using your brain once in a while if you fucking had one…"

She balled up her fists this time and she quaked with fury but I stood my ground. It was either this or the fact she knew I knew how to fight that kept her from swinging at me.

"Get the fuck out of my house, Shayna. I'm not a slut you were just too much of a fucking pussy to give it up to your man so someone had to!"

I raised my hand at her but I couldn't bring myself to do it so I yelled at the top of my lungs and punched the wall next to me. What the hell am I still doing here? I ran out of the room and to the closest fireplace I could find. She didn't have to tell me twice to get out, I felt like if I stayed there any longer one of my blood vessels would pop.

"Shayna wait!"

I whipped around to see Blaise and my heart started to shatter into tinier pieces. I held my wand at his throat as my eyes darted around searching for Pansy in case she decided to counter attack me while I wasn't paying attention, she's a little sneak like that. Luckily for her, she was nowhere in sight.

"Don't follow me…or I'll hex you until you bleed," my voice sounding like daggers trying to get my point across; sharp, deadly, and serious.

He stayed quiet, I backed up slowly and then sprinted into a nearby room, locking the door to make sure I was safe inside and that no one could hear me because I knew any second now I was going to break down into tears.

I started to hyperventilate so I panicked and grabbed a handful of powder, throwing it into the fireplace I yelled out the first place that came to mind.

"MALFOY MANOR!"

Stumbling out of the fireplace, I sprawled out on their marble tiling which was icy cold to the touch. I covered my face and allowed all the choked back tears to come pouring out now. I didn't care if Malfoy or anyone else in the house saw me at this point, I was done. My emotions were shot and I was feeling like I finally hit rock bottom. Now I was truly alone, and why I decided to run to Malfoy's place I had no idea, I had a feeling…just not an idea.

My body was heating up and fast. I could feel myself growing tired and start to black out before I felt a pair of strong arms lift me up and carry me off. I nuzzled myself into his chest closing my eyes and tried my best to breathe when I felt us collapse, probably on a bed because I could feel the bounce.

"Shayna," he said calmly which partly made me feel guilty about the fight we had not an hour ago, "what happened?" He sat me up gently and started rubbing my back to comfort me.

Struggling to open my eyes, I rubbed them and rested my head on his shoulder and fought back the urge to sob again. Like anyone I hated admitting when I was wrong and I hated feeling weak.

"You were right…you were right the whole time about Blaise."

He shifted a bit then pulled back from me so he could see me face to face but I quickly hid into my arms afraid to see his expression and hear his mocking tone tell me, "I told you so." Especially after what happened between us before, now I feel like utter crap.

"What happened?" He asked concerned. "Did he hurt you physically?" I felt his hands trace my arms then land onto my hand where I punched the wall.

"No," I muttered, "I did that myself, I punched the wall instead of punching Pansy in the face." He stared at me unmoving, "I caught him with Pansy! I knew you and her were having problems. I didn't know it was about being faithful…and Blaise! Don't you think you could have been more specific about the warning?" I asked accusingly fighting back the oncoming tears from escaping. This was drawing on long enough; nothing was more embarrassing to me than crying about something I should have gotten over already. Obviously they aren't worth it, but I think it's more of the fact my best friend betrayed me that hurt, or the fact of how perfect Blaise seemed to be. I guess the lesson ties in with the whole 'don't judge a book by its cover' nonsense.

I peeked up from my arms to see his expression and he actually looked a little confused.

"I caught them fucking Draco! Merlin, how slow can you get?"

"I know what you meant!" He snapped. "So what now then?" He pressed which to me made it seem like he was urging me out already. Can't say I blame him after I exploded on him earlier and the fact that he ended up being right all along, but I wasn't wrong either! Was I?

Feeling a bit on the spot, I shrugged. "Why, are you kicking me out already?"

He shook his head fast, "No! Of course not…you can stay as long as you'd like…I guess."

A smile spread across my face and to my surprise he returned it. He motioned to the bed. "You can stay here in my room if you like."

Now that I wasn't cowering behind my arms, I gawked at his elegantly decorated room. It's been years since I've actually been in here at all. When we were little I remembered the room being in a childish shade of red and now it's a beautiful shade of royal blue. The four poster bed had to have been a California King sized mattress, go figure; he was a spoiled one. It was high off the ground and had jet black satin sheets, how fitting. The rug looks like it's never been touched which is hard to keep up an appearance like that seeing as it was the purest white I have ever laid my eyes on. The fireplace was huge and was made of marble as well, shying away from the classic brick look. His balcony overlooked the forest and you could see a perfect view of the Lake which now lay still, reflecting the full moon that peaked in the sky. In the corner of the room was a large grey and beige couch with a coffee table placed in front of it with a glass chess board resting atop. The only light he had in his room was the grand chandelier dangling from the 9 foot ceiling that had strings of sapphires clutching each light.

"Wow," I murmured and he caught my reaction with a smirk and shrugged as if it was nothing too extravagant or irregular for him, which it probably wasn't.

"What were you expecting? Red walls and a rocking horse?" He teased as if he had read my mind.

I simply rolled my eyes and sat up right on his bed. "Well your room may be all grown up but you're still an immature prat."

"Ouch," he faked a pained expression and lay back on the bed next to me.

"You're a shitty actor you know."

"And you're a hard-headed irritating head-strong stubborn annoying manipulative bitch," he smirked devilishly and switched positions so he was on his side facing me. It's like he's egging me on.

I squinted at him and cocked my head to the side, "Thanks, you ass."

"I wasn't finished…you're also beautiful, intelligent, witty, outgoing, fun, ambitious, and…" He sat up this time and swiftly closed the space between us. My breath caught for just a moment and I know he sensed it because his smirk of triumph gave it away. With his hand he traced the side of my face and down to my lips; I was very still. "…and kissable," he whispered while leaning in and it took every conscious part of my existence to push him away from me just a little. I quickly scolded myself subconsciously for even thinking about wanting to kiss him. It just wasn't going to happen, not after all that's happened.

Shaking my head I looked up at him with a grimace. "Thanks, but too soon Malfoy, I'm not exactly looking for a rebound…I know those come easy to you don't they?" I was half serious and half just trying to get him to admit to thinking more with his hormones than his heart.

He played it off like it didn't matter, of course. "You'll warm up to me soon enough love," he winked at me causing me to groan and remove myself from his bed and sat on his couch. I'm not surprised.

Not long after he joined me but respected the space we had in between each other now.

"You know, I do deserve an apology I believe…"

After frowning and fiddling my fingers realizing he was right, I avoided his gaze and stared at the floor instead nodding. "You're right," I muttered. I hated being wrong especially since I seemed so right at the time! It wasn't like he gave me a legitimate excuse more or less a fair warning.

"How is it when I knew I was wrong and was caught I apologized about a thousand times, putting away my ego and threatening my name (he just had to add that part), but it's so damn difficult for you to just tell me sorry."

Like I said, I hated when I was wrong and once again he's making it so blatantly obvious that I'm in the wrong. What's worse is it's making him look good now, when have you ever known a Malfoy to say sorry let alone put aside their ego. HA! This is insane… What's happening to me?

Doing the best thing I could think of I eliminated the space between us this time and grabbed his hand, placing it in mine in a more caressing way than intertwining fingers like a boyfriend and girlfriend would because we are definitely anything but that. Still avoiding his gaze, I just held his hand and took a deep breath before starting, "I am sorry Draco, I just didn't know how to say it ok? It's just…it was hard to believe that Blaise could be capable of something like that because no offense compared to you he seemed so perfect," I felt him cringe at that and I wondered, " I know you tried to warn me and I thank you for that it's just given your history it's hard to trust you too."

I felt him sigh and he placed his hand under my chin and tilted my head up so that our eyes met. His expression displayed compassion and understanding, something I've never seen before in my life and believe it or not I was taken away. "I understand Shay, and I'm sorry. I don't blame you for not trusting me," he put more space between us now and looked away; a part of me felt a little down that he didn't try anything this time like he normally would have.

Why am I encouraging these feelings again? I'm just setting myself up for more disappointment. You'd think a girl would learn…

"Will I ever be able to trust you again? I mean ever?" In some ways I didn't even see the point in asking, or if it even mattered anymore. But some impulsive part of me just wanted the satisfaction of knowing.

He shrugged indifferently then smirked, "I'll let you know the next time I feel like having a shag if that's what you mean."

I slapped my forehead and groaned loudly, "You're impossible!"

"Whatever are you talking about? You swear like you've never been in the mood before…" He laughed defiantly which made my blood boil.

The feeling in my cheeks turned warm as I started blushing and I tried my best to conceal it. The last thing I wanted him to know right now was that I was a virgin otherwise I would never hear the end of it. I turned away and bit my lip willing the color in my face to return to normal, chanting in my head for the embarrassment to disappear.

"What's this?" He mocked, "Why are you blushing?" He purposely turned me around so I could face him and I pushed him hard hoping he would let me go. I don't know why I bothered anymore, I knew I was strong but these guys always had some type of iron grip.

"Leave me alone, Malfoy!"

".Merlin. Are you serious Shayna?" His mouth forming a perfect O revealing his shock and awe.

He wasn't helping the situation, I could feel my face get brighter and brighter. "Am I serious what? Nothing, just quit it!"

"OH BLOODY HELL! YOU'VE NEVER HAD SEX BEFORE HAVE YOU?" He accused as I felt my undoing and mentally sunk inside myself.

Perfect.

I covered my face and punched him in the arm. "Is that a bad thing that I wanted to save myself for someone special or that matters?"

"Awww how cute, perfect little Shayna LaCroix has never been popped!" If I didn't know any better I'd say I was straight up growling at him at this point.

"Shut the FUCK up Malfoy!"

"Wait wait…so you and Blaise…never…?"

"Well obviously not! But it would've been none of your damn business anyway!" I shouted recalling the moment we were just that close. Luckily I did the right thing because obviously he wasn't worth me giving away that special part of me, or so I believed.

He took this time to scoot over to me and leaned in real slow to my ear, "I can help you change that."

Shivers started from my neck down and I shoved him a little, "N-No, in your bloody dreams." I cursed the fiery feeling that ignited in the pit of my stomach. Now was not the time for hormones, especially around the Prince of Whores.

"Well that didn't sound too convincing to me," He smirked and traced a path up my arm.

"Fuck off Malfoy you're starting to remind me of Blaise," I mumbled and I finally hit a nerve. He sat back with a disgusted look on his face and sneered.

"Last time I checked I'm not a cheater," he scoffed.

"Why because you openly have sex with people and it's not considered cheating because you don't have an actual girlfriend?"

"Yeah exactly."

"Wow, you are a genuine git Draco Malfoy…"

"Let me ask you this then, have you ever known me to have a girlfriend?"

Where the hell is this going exactly? "No, cuz you're just a typical manwhore!"

He shook his head and folded his arms, "I haven't had one because I've never met a girl worthy enough to date."

"Gee, that had no hint of conceit in it at all…" I remarked sarcastically and he shot me a look.

"No seriously, there hasn't been a girl I met that's even worth dating because I know it wouldn't last in the end or I would grow rather bored eventually. I mean my girlfriend choices are limited obviously I'm not going to date anyone that's a Gryffindor."

"Obviously," I agreed.

"There's just no one worth it in Slytherin, I can give a quick shag here and there but other than that no one is just worth the trouble of keeping a relationship with."

"Not even Pansy?" I questioned, and then I questioned myself the purpose of asking the question. Was it for me or just random curiosity? I hoped I didn't come off as someone digging for answers in places I wasn't meant to stick my nose in.

This time he looked me in the eye and shook his head, "Nope, not even Pansy. Come on even you know how she gets Shayna. She needs constant attention, if I even looked at you—"

"At me?" I felt my heart skip a beat like it actually meant something to me now. It did once but now things are different, I don't know if I can trust him ever again let alone bring myself to let down my walls around any guy. I obviously haven't had the best love life in order to be trusting these days.

He caught himself and cleared his throat, "Well yeah, half the time I was with her you were there too. I mean you guys are best friends."

Damn.

"Were," I corrected.

"But anyway she was a very jealous type and I can't handle stuff like that."

"Well you gave her reasons to be jealous Draco." Idiot.

"If you say so, point is I just appear like a shallow jerk but I'm not I just can't get serious with anyone."

I forced a smile and shrugged. "Well that was educational, " I laughed trying to clear the awkward tension I was feeling and possibly creating, "at least that's all cleared up now."

A few moments of awkward silence passed until Draco cleared his throat.

"So why did you come here exactly?"

I frowned a little, he sounded like he didn't really want me there. "Well honestly…it was kind of on instinct," he tilted his head confused looking at me strangely, "I mean seriously I have no idea why I thought to come here I just DID. I mean you were the one warning me the whole time and it was Pansy and Blaise so I guess I thought somehow you'd understand." Ranting on, I felt a bit foolish because he was looking at me expectedly like I gave him the wrong answer or something.

"You could have gone home you know and owled me or something…" Gee, he was on a roll tonight for acting like a jerk.

"Well sorry I came here instead! If I went home it would have been easy for Pansy and Blaise to show up in my house you know. Pansy and I almost killed each other and then being home alone wasn't exactly my ideal choice…"

The corner of his mouth turned up into a smile catching me off guard, "So you'd rather stay with me than be at your grand little mansion over there?"

This time I grinned to myself and nodded, "I guess I'd rather be miserable here with you than run into Blaise or Pansy…don't let it get to your head sweetheart."

He winked at me, "Which head?"

"UGH!" I groaned and he doubled over laughing away at my reaction.

I started to yawn and stretch so I ran over to his bed and threw him a pillow from the California-King sized beauty to the couch where he stayed.

"So it's late, I'm tired, here's a pillow, your bed is mine. IF I find your little arse A N Y W H E R E in bed with or NEAR me I'll destroy you."

"Sounds like a lovely challenge."

"I mean it Malfoy," I growled. Then it dawned on me. "Ay, where the bloody hell are your parents anyway?"

"Out doing the Dark Lord's bidding," he stated nonchalantly.

Of course. WAIT! That means we are alone…damn it. In some ways this is good, but all I'm feeling right now is regret.

"What's the matter Shay? Now would be the perfect time to pop that cherry if that's what you're thinking. You could be as loud as you please," he teased and I could hear his fits of laughter start to erupt again.

I just blushed and buried myself in his black satin sheets and grumbled. "Just turn out the light and go to sleep or go do something productive will you?"

Silence reached my ears, and exhaustion hit me hard. Although I yearned for sleep my mind was racing. I could hear Draco moving about but I was too tired to even think about opening my eyelids. Eventually I was able to clear my mind of all negativity and sleep finally won me over. My last thought? Here I am in Draco Malfoy's bed with the Slytherin Prince watching over me. Yeah, who'd have known?


Draco's POV

When I finally made it back to my mansion walking, I stormed in my bedroom fuming, pacing back and forth trying to get her words that stabbed like knives out of my mind.

"Who the bloody hell does she think she is? She thinks she's so damn perfect…EVERYONE thinks she's so bloody fucking perfect! I don't even know why I bothered trying to save her life. Why do I even care? I don't care!" I bellowed and punched a hole in the wall.

My breathing was rapid and I took a deep breath before removing my fist from the hole and calling upon an elf to fix it.

"Yes sir?"

"Fix that bloody hole in the wall and get out of my sight…"

"Yes sir."

Clearly outraged, I continued to pace back and forth and sighed putting my hands behind my head. This is bloody frustrating. "I can admit when I'm wrong…" I mumbled to myself.

"Maybe she's right," I thought.

BOOM!

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud raucous downstairs and I raced to confront it. When I reached the bottom my mouth dropped a little as I stopped and realized it was Shayna. At first I was definitely in my right mind to kick her out, my demeanor changed immediately when I noticed she was crying so hard that she was beginning to pass out.

Quickly, I scooped her up bridal style and she didn't even protest. She barely even looked at me; it was like she looked through me and just nuzzled her head into my shoulder.

I gulped for whatever reason and went as fast as I could up the winding staircase back to my room. She never opened her eyes once and I began to worry inward a little. I pushed open the door that was left cracked open then gently closed it with my foot once we were inside. Being really careful with her, I set her down on the bed with me.

"Shayna," I started softly and she still never answered or opened her eyes. "What happened?" I proceeded to question her and sat her up, deciding to rub her back. I couldn't really think of anything else. It was more of an instinctive move than a decision actually.

She rubbed her eyes in the cutest way and lay her head on my shoulder. Ew, I really just used the word cute! How revolting.

"You were right…you were right the whole time about Blaise."

My first thought was he tried to follow through with his plan and it failed miserably. That pompous bastard, he better not have hurt her!

Then I shifted differently and pushed her away from me so that we were face to face but she just barricaded herself into her arms once again. "What happened," I pressed, "did he hurt you physically?" I searched her arms then found a spot on her hand that was all bruised and cut.

I'll kill him.

She then explained to me that she punched a wall which caught me by surprise actually. Obviously she had a temper so I'm wondering why she didn't wreak hell on Pansy's face.

She still has a weak spot for him I thought.

Then she told me how she caught Blaise and Pansy together. What the fuck? Well I'd rather that happen than what I originally thought. So Blaise decided to involve Pansy now did he? That's just great, what a little side show attraction whore. After he told her she probably threw herself at him knowing her lust for power…so that's why we've been having the problems that we've been having lately. Go figure she'd run to him.

After going off on my thought tangent I must have looked dumbfounded which I was, but not for the reason Shay was thinking.

"I caught them fucking Draco! Merlin, how slow can you get?"

"I know what you meant!" I snapped. I just couldn't believe what was going on. Blaise and Pansy were probably plotting behind my back now that he's told her. But now what about Shayna? She's in even more danger than before…I feel so compelled to protect her for whatever reason. Despite the fact what my father said. How he came to find out I have no idea.

All I know is she can't go home. It isn't safe.

"So what now then?" I demanded; she obviously took it the wrong way by giving me a hurt expression. A part of me felt bad but I quickly shook it off.

"Why? Are you kicking me out already?"

"No! Of course not…you can stay as long as you'd like…I guess."

Truth is I never wanted her to leave, at least I think so. I just know she can't. go. home. I have to say something to convince her to stay or she'll probably run home realizing she made another mistake staying here with me.

I offered up the best thing I could think of, "You can stay here in my room if you like."

She barely noticed she was even in my room and started looking around with an amazed look on her face. I remembered, the last time she's ever been in my room we were just kids and my walls were red and the room was filled with useless trinkets and toys. I teased her for it and of course she had to mock me as always and insult my honor.

Typical woman.

"And you're a hard-headed irritating head-strong stubborn annoying manipulative bitch," I smirked triumphantly.

I lay next to her on my bed while she sat up straight folding her arms, "Thanks, you ass."

Inside my head waged a war between my ego and my feelings. I wasn't used to putting myself out there but she seemed to be able to make me do just that. This was anything but normal for me; things have changed between us so much in the course of a couple of months and it was driving me mad.

I let slip, and spoke my mind besides, Shayna for me? Harmless.

"I wasn't finished…you're also beautiful, intelligent, witty, outgoing, fun, ambitious, and…" without thinking I sat up and close the space between us. I felt her catch her breath and without even thinking I lifted my hand and traced a path down her face and to her lusciously pink lips, finding myself craving them "kissable," I leaned in feeling her cool breath on my face that raised the hairs on the back of my neck feeding my want even more than I could have imagined.

I'm not easy to resist and I know that from experience so I was caught by surprise when she pushed me back. As usual she insulted me and called me a rebound. HA! As if that would happen in a legitimate situation.

"You'll warm up to me soon enough love," I winked and she rolled her eyes leaving my side and retreated on my couch in the corner of the room. Not long after I found myself joining her.

Some part of me just wanted to open up to her and let her know everything, including how I felt. Then it dawned on me, I've opened up to her enough lately. All I've been trying to do is apologize to her and she hasn't even told me sorry once for earlier today.

"You know, I do deserve an apology I believe…"

"You're right," she muttered never once looking up at me and I sighed heavily.

She still couldn't bring herself to say it and it pissed me off! I'm the one who's probably never said sorry once in my bloody life but I was able to tell her sorry a million times in less than a week. "How is it when I knew I was wrong and was caught I apologized about a thousand times, putting away my ego and threatening my, but it's so damn difficult for you to just tell me sorry."

As I turned to look at her, the space between us disappeared and I felt my heart jump in my throat. I gulped to try and put it back where it belongs and get the strange feeling out of my stomach. Momentarily she grabbed my hand and started to caress it gently, catching me off guard but still never making eye contact with me. , "I am sorry Draco, I just didn't know how to say it ok? It's just…it was hard to believe that Blaise could be capable of something like that because no offense compared to you he seemed so perfect," I cringed at this feeling guilty as I did this afternoon during our encounter, "I know you tried to warn me and I thank you for that it's just given your history it's hard to trust you too."

Instinctively I placed my hand under her chin forcing her to look me in the eye this time as I made one last try to mend whatever we used to have. I can feel in the back of my mind and deep in my heart I miss it, that's a lot for me, a Malfoy, to admit. "I understand Shay, and I'm sorry. I don't blame you for not trusting me," I turned away and created more space between us. That was my last try, she could take it however she wanted.

"Will I ever be able to trust you again? I mean ever?"

"I'll let you know the next time I feel like having a shag if that's what you mean."

"You're impossible!" She groaned slapping her forehead.

I teased her about hormones and being in the mood and for once she had nothing left to retort, to my surprise she actually started to blush!

"What's this?" I mocked and turned her around, "Why are you blushing?"

"Leave me alone, Malfoy!"

".Merlin. Are you serious Shayna?" My mouth completely dropped. She's a VIRGIN! She's obviously a virgin!

"Am I serious what? Nothing, just quit it!"

I continued to pick on her and I just couldn't help it. It was too good to be true, here she is standing in front of me and hasn't been touched before and I don't even remember when I lost my virginity. Not something I'm seriously proud of.

Then another thought hit me that excited me and made me smile. If she's still a virgin that means she's never done it with Blaise. Thank Merlin.

I was happy partly because I didn't want anyone to touch her. The more I had these thoughts the more I started to believe that I actually felt something real for her. Before it felt more like a growing infatuation…that's why I could never bring myself to tell her about Blaise the right way, more or less take her feelings seriously. And now I'm feeling like that was a foolish mistake.

Just knowing that Blaise never got to her that way made my heart a lot lighter and my lust that much more greater.

I moved closer to her and leaned in real close, making her an offer she couldn't refuse, "I can help you change that."

There was lust in her eyes and uncertainty in her voice, "N-No, in your bloody dreams."

"Well that didn't sound too convincing to me."

"Fuck off Malfoy you're starting to remind me of Blaise," I sat back disgusted.

"Last time I checked I'm not a cheater."

"Why because you openly have sex with people and it's not considered cheating because you don't have an actual girlfriend?"

Why does she have to think so little of me all the time? Because everyone else did. This is why I never had a serious relationship, things never last. Girls are just too damn shallow and the way the wizarding world was playing out these days, no one has time for a bloody relationship. Shay's judgmental attitude is proving exactly why I prefer to be single.

I went on trying to explain to her my reasoning. She just took it all in surprisingly but I still felt like she was just nodding and agreeing like everyone else does in my life.

"There's just no one in Slytherin worth dating."

"Not even Pansy?"

Shaking my head I replied, "Nope, not even Pansy. Come on even you know how she gets Shayna. She needs constant attention, if I even looked at you—"

"At me?"

I felt my heart jump in my throat again the tickling feeling inside my stomach start to tease. Quickly I caught myself, "Well yeah, half the time I was with her you were there too. I mean you guys are best friends." I was proud of my cover-up and felt a little down at the same time. Her expression was expectant as if she was searching for a different answer and part of me wanted to comply and give her what she wanted.

She actually caught me by surprise. The way she spoke to me I felt like she was really trying to hear me not just pretend that she is.

I felt like I could speak my mind more often around her, "So why did you come here exactly?"

"Well honestly…it was kind of on instinct," I looked at her a little confused waiting for a longer explanation, "I mean seriously I have no idea why I thought to come here I just DID. I mean you were the one warning me the whole time and it was Pansy and Blaise so I guess I thought somehow you'd understand."

"You could have gone home you know and owled me or something…" It spilled out of my mouth. I wasn't thinking before I said anything and a small part of me regretted it. Mentally, I scolded myself again for being so vulnerable and having these weak thoughts. I was raised better than this and all of a sudden Shayna decides to enter my world again and flips everything around on me.

"Well sorry I came here instead! If I went home it would have been easy for Pansy and Blaise to show up in my house you know. Pansy and I almost killed each other and then being home alone wasn't exactly my ideal choice…"

I smiled at the thought of her obviously choosing to be with me than in the comfort of her own home. I prayed she didn't catch me smile, Malfoys never smile. "So you'd rather stay with me than be at your grand little mansion over there?"

"I guess I'd rather be miserable here with you than run into Blaise or Pansy…don't let it get to your head sweetheart."

"Which head?" I asked teasing her and giving her a wink. I wouldn't be me without a sexual joke here and there.

Her reaction had me doubled over in a fit of laughter as she groaned loudly. Once I could breathe again she stretched and ran straight for my bed which I had happily agreed in my head to give up to her already. Besides, who's to say I wouldn't join her later?

"So it's late, I'm tired, here's a pillow, your bed is mine. IF I find your little arse A N Y W H E R E in bed with or NEAR me I'll destroy you."

"Sounds like a lovely challenge." I threw back at her.

"I mean it Malfoy," she threatened and I couldn't help but laugh.

We exchanged a few more pointless comebacks and slowly but surely she started to nod off. I walked over to the side of the bed and covered her with a blanket rather than the cold satin sheets, tonight was going to be chilly.

As I covered her I couldn't help but notice how her eyelashes lightly brushed her cheeks and how peaceful she looked when she was sleeping. It was physically obvious she wasn't going through the greatest times. She was forming black circles under her eyes and when she smiled, it seldom looked real. You could tell a part of her was gone away. Father had told me the LaCroix family were sent on a special mission that could take months; she's spending her time off from school all alone. And now this best friend and ex-boyfriend drama.

She's a lot stronger than I take her for.

I found myself lying next to her and wrapping myself around her sleeping form, taking in her natural aroma that electrified my senses. I hate that I started to want her so much before school ended. Two months before that Lord Voldemort had me on a special mission about Shayna and that's when I learned Blaise's true intentions and purpose. The more I studied her the more I fell…

What a fool am I. Now I'm caught between my place as a Death Eater, a Malfoy, and my way of life versus this girl that suddenly has me bewitched. Something in my chest started to ache the more I thought about the decision I had to make.

My feelings were growing more by the day and having her stay over is a mistake, but it felt like anything but that. I'm just a lost cause…

She started to toss in her sleep and when she turned over she ended up snuggling into my arm. I could feel my heart skip a beat and instantly I reprimanded myself.

This is useless…I have to tell her sooner or later. I can't deny my feelings as well as I thought I could. And sooner or later my life would be on the line anyway.

So it's settled then, tomorrow when the time is right I'll let her know everything. I pray to Merlin she will be as accepting and understanding as today.


I know this Chapter is a little boring, well to me it was, but it all adds up in the end I swear. At least NOW we finally know what's going through Draco Malfoy's mind. Now if only you can put the pieces of the puzzle together. Please Review! It helps me post faster from inspiration and let's me know if I'm actually doing a good job or not! Until then…