A/N: I'm back! Yes, I know the seventh book came out last week, but I haven't gotten it yet, so no spoiler reviews!!!! Anywho, on with the story.

Disclaimer: Do I even need to go there???

The Discovery

Izabela's eyes fluttered open, and she felt the steady rhythm of Draco's breathing against her head. She groaned and squinted her eyes shut at the still-up sun. Against her, she felt him snigger softly as he pulled her tighter against his chest. She slowly opened her eyes and realized that the sun was just beginning to set on the day.

"You know, we've missed dinner," he said, almost regretfully.

"You could've left," she replied monotonously. She looked up into his stubborn chin, waiting for him to reply.

"You're right, I could have, but I didn't. So what do we do now?"

"I don't know." She wasn't just talking about that night. She sighed. Neither of them made a move to get up, and she looked up out on the horizon. Look at us, watching the sunset, two deatheaters in perfect harmony, she thought. The thought almost made her laugh, it was so bitterly ironic.

The sun finally dipped down below the lake and the temperature dropped. Izabela shuddered in his arms. His eyebrows furrowed as she slid deeper into his chest.

"Are you cold?" he asked, unaware of how else to react. It was her turn to snigger.

"Me? Cold? Only in the heart," she said maliciously. She fingered her left arm absentmindedly. Draco stiffened, as if sensing the deeper connection she had so easily hinted at. Izabela felt him and shrugged out of his lap, standing. He followed suit, holding out his hand for her once he was standing. Just like that same morning, she went to grab it, but only tickled his palm and started walking, a smirk on her face. Draco smiled as well, following her up the stairs and into the castle.

"Follow me," he whispered into her ear when he had caught up with her. She turned to face him, confusion written all over her face. He just smiled, walking in the opposite direction of the Slytherin common room. She followed him reluctantly. They stopped in front of a portrait of a bowl of fruit, and he ran his finger over a pair. Then, the wall opened and he led the way into the kitchen. He spoke softly to one of the little house elves running around, and they brought two meals to them. Izabela blinked as he held one of the plates out to her. She opened her mouth, shut it again, and opened it.

"N-no thanks," she stuttered to the house elf. He smiled happily and ran to put it back. Draco looked at her, his mouth half full with food.

"Don't you want anything?" he asked after he had swallowed. She shook her hand and joined him as he sat at a small table in the corner. She watched him as he devoured everything that was on his plate. When he had finished, he handed the plate to an awaiting house elf, who scurried away to wash it. He looked up at her, unsurprised to find her watching him.

"Better?" she asked mockingly, a smirk tugging at the edge of her lips. He shook his head.

"Not even close," he drawled, standing and walking over to the other side of the table. He leaned in towards her, his eyes gleaming with mischief. Izabela raised an eyebrow, and he leaned in even more, his lips touching hers. She kissed him back, savoring the moment. Then, finally, inevitably, he pulled away, smirking.

"Much better," he whispered, backing away. Izabela's eyes were slightly wide, and she stood, following him out of the kitchen. They walked down the dungeon to their common room, and Izabela shivered. It was much darker than usual, and that almost scared her. They entered the common room, noticing that all of the Slytherins were still there, as if awaiting their return. As soon as they stepped through the door, a group of Slytherin boys in front of the fire called out to Draco. He motioned for them to wait a moment and he turned to face Izabela.

"Quidditch meeting," he said gruffly. He pulled her close, kissing her again, and pulled away. "Gotta go." She nodded solemnly and watched as he walked to an open seat waiting for him. She sighed and made her way up the steps to her dorm, pushing the door open when she reached it. She walked quietly to her bed, noticing that there was no one in it. She reached her bed and was just about to raise the protection spell on it, when she heard a low moan. She whipped around, facing a screaming Pansy. She laughed as Pansy struggled. She finally raised the spell, sending Pansy on her knees on the floor.

"Are…you…okay?" Izabela asked between laughs. Pansy glared at her.

"You little bitch!" she yelled, her voice back to normal. She lunged for Izabela. Izabela stopped laughing abruptly, dodging the attack by sliding to the left. Pansy landed on her face on the bed. Izabela flung herself on top of Pansy, locking her in place by pulling her arm behind her back. She heard the door open and gasps as Pansy's friends came to help her. Izabela released Pansy, and she stood, walking over to her friends.

"Make sure you keep her under control…and out of my stuff," Izabela said gruffly as her friends whispered around her. They all turned on her.

"Oh, I'll get you, you little boyfriend stealing bitch. If it's the last thing I do, I'll get you," Pansy replied, her voice icy.

"Is that what this is about? Me and Draco?" she asked, slightly surprised. "He said you guys broke up."

"Well, we did, but I know he still loved me. At least, until you came around." She turned on her heel and walked out of the dorm, her friends following her. She slammed the door behind her. Izabela sighed once more, and then quickly changed into her pajamas. She slipped into the warm comfort of the emerald covers, closing the sliver curtains around her and mumbling another protection spell. She closed her eyes and let the world of dreams enter her mind, Pansy's rant echoing in her mind as she did so.

A/N: I know this was a short chapter, but it was kind of a filler. But, what Pansy said will be important in the long run, so…bear with me. Ideas for the next chapter and others to follow are welcome. The next one will probably be in Draco's POV. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!