I didn't get the chance to go back to sleep as my alarm clock became depressed and started crying. So as the class of students played with Teacup and Mudbrown I comforted it, reassuring it that it was the best alram clock I had ever had.

'Would any other alarm cock run all the way down here just to wake me up?' I asked, sending it back to my room. Lookig around I saw Teacup feigning sleep as the kids sat around Mudbrown who was telling a story, but no Neville. Getting up I began folding up the blankets and putting away the scattered pillows, also picking up Amelia's slip. It seemed over night I had changed into a pair of flannel pajamas- the fluffy material from last night.

'Neville, I suppose I should pat you on the back for finally becoming a man,' Malfoy said, walking in.

'Why is that?' I asked him, picking up my clothes that were lying around the room randomly.

'Well, there are clothes everywhere and... Blair? Neville?' Malfoy yelled, looking angry and slightly confused.

'Yeah?' Neville yelled back at Neville, herding the students back into class.

'What do you call this, she is a student?' Malfoy demanded. Neville and me just looked at him blankly, then I started laughing. I couldn't help it.

'Ha, your funny Malfoy,' I chuckled, patting him on his head. He looked like he wanted to kill me on the spot, but on the bright side he no longer had bright pink hair.

'What?' Neville asked, frowning. He looked so cute, like a kid being explained parabolas for the first time.

'Malfoy has a rather interesting imagination,' I said, still laughing.

'Um... okay,' Neville said, going back to his class.

'Look Blair, about the other night and the... kiss I...' Malfoy seemed at a lose of words, a small blush creeping across his nose.

'I came, I saw, I conquired,' I told him, shrugging.

'Don't treat me like a conquest,' he muttered, looking tired all of a sudden. There were bags under his eyes and he look defeated, his shoulders slumped and his hair messy. Usually it was carefully styled.

'Come to see me after your detention with Longbottom, I want to discuss things with you,' he told, turning to leave.

'Oh and call me Draco,' he said over his shoulder.

'Is that your nickname?' I asked, causing him to stop at the door.

'No, its my name,' he said, giving me a weird look.

'I thought Malfoy was your name?' I asked, confused.

'No, its my family name,' he told me, walking away deep in thought.

Just before the door to outside closed I saw all the kids running up to the main school building. Walking through a door I found myself in one of the supple rooms, right outside class. I assumed it was meant to be fourth period, my class so I went to walk in.

'What are you doing?' Neville asked.

'Going to class,' I told him.

'No, why are you going to class with my Pajamas on? Go get changed,' he instructed me. I just looked at him.

'What?' he demanded, becoming self-conscious.

'You do realise that everyone is walking to their classes right now?' I asked.

'Yes, fourth period has begun,' he muttered, grabbing random pots and things.

'Do I look stupid enough to walk through the school in your flannel pajamas as everyone is changing classes?' I asked him, raising an eyebrow. I blushed just thinking about it. How embarrassing.

'Well you can't sit in here wearing my pajamas to your class, didn't you hear what Professor Malfoy thought?' he demanded, his face bright red. Shrugging I walked through the door

'She didn't try anything on you Professor, did she?' a random girl asked, concerned. I think her name was Tracy. Possibly Sunah.

'We totally stand by you sir as your witnesses,' Mandy said, grinning at him. There was a murmur of agreement throughout the class.

'You guys have dirty minds,' I said, ignoring everyone as they continued to give Neville their support. I snuggled into the pajamas, they were quite comfy and smelled nice.

'Neville, unless you tell me where you got them I am keeping these Pajamas,' I informed him, interrupting some class discussion on what they thought were the properties of a root. I could of sworn we'd already covered it.

'Stalker,' Mandy sung.

'No, they're comfy and smell nice. Like coco,' I said, poking my tongue at her as I crossed my eyes.

'I still smells of coco?' Neville asked, sighing.

'Hey, no hating on the coco,' I scolded I put my head on the table and spent the rest of the lesson listening to them debate stuff.

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