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Lists of Flaws

The sun came in through the library in streams of dusty light. Books floated all around me in the air, as I looked through what seemed to be the hundredth book so far.

"You know you could hurry up a little." Malfoy drawled next to me, as he sat with an arm propped up on the table. The same arm that was attached to mine. I glared at him.

"Sorry, I didn't know that it was my duty to do all of the work. You are exactly what I thought you were." I said acidly. He stood up and glared down at me, my head was tipped back so that I could see his face.

"This is exactly the same sort of smooth talk that got us into the problem. You making assumptions about me. Should we get our other arms linked? Or do you want to keep looking for a way out of this?" He countered me.

I narrowed my eyes. "Oh, so now it's my fault?"

"It was never my fault in the first place!" He said with a groan.

"So, you didn't insult me or my family? It was my imagination. You know, I have tried really hard to put up with all of the shit that you give out to people. I am probably the only one's that can take it. Well, except for today. But that's the affect you have on people. You are such a low life git, and you have no common sense. And why the hell am I giving you a list of your flaws?" I asked myself, flustered by my sudden outburst, and then flopped down in my seat and began to read again.

"Well you aren't the best person in Hogwarts either." Draco sneered. I stood up again and looked him in the eye.

"Oh really? I'm just as horrible as you?" I asked coldly.

"At times yes. You and your friends strut around like you don't have a care in the world. Unlike you I have to work for the things in my life. I know how to protect myself, I've been in situations that you cannot even imagine yet. And I know I hand out shit. And that's because people deserve to know how I have to live. They have to see what I go through every day of my life."He said in such a quiet tone that I had to really focus to hear it. I realized that I was almost right up against his body. I took a step back and glared at him.

"Well I'm sorry you feel that way about all of us, but you need to realize, that just because your world is hell, doesn't mean you have to make other peoples' a hell. My life is a hell, but do I go around torturing other happy people? No. I don't. And I think that is the difference between you and I. We may both be a pain in the ass, and have crappy lives, but unlike you, I know how to deal with mine, and save other people from my whining!" I finally yelled into the still air, and from around a stack of books Madame Pince came around the corner and shushed me vigorously.

I said I was sorry, then sat back down and read where I was again. Malfoy was still standing, and I could hear his deep breathing, his attempt to either relax again, or decide whether or not to hex me into next year. It didn't matter to me. Either way, he was going to have to carry me again when we walked out of the library.

"I hope you remembered that we have quidditch tonight." He said quietly, changing the subject. I didn't bother to look up to tell him he was wrong.

"No we don't. Didn't you hear there was no quidditch? Or are you deaf?" I said icily.

"The captains are holding a private conjoined practice. All of the teams are practicing together for next year. They sent out a letter. Or are you blind?" He said in a cold voice, as he pushed a crumpled piece of paper in front of me. I read it, and groaned audibly. This could not be happening.

"Since I am trying my hardest to find a way out of this. The least you could do is think of some excuse for our team mates, about why we are flying side by side the entire time." I said aggressively.

"Okay. Okay. Don't flip out." He said as he took back the notice.

After a while I thought that I had finally found the right spell, but it turned out it was another binding hex. I sighed loudly, and hit my head on the book repeatedly.

"What are you doing?" Malfoy asked.

"Hoping that I die soon." I said sullenly. I heard Malfoy groan, then his chair scraped backwards. He pulled me to a standing position before walking down the different isles of books. The sun was now going down, and I heard a clock toll three times outside of the library.

"Where are we going?" I asked slowly.

"Practice. I have an idea." He said.

"Are you crazy? We can't fly like this. And anyways, how are we going to change into our uniforms?" I asked loudly, consciously I looked around for Madame Pince.

"Would you shut up?" He said to me angrily.

He still hadn't answer my question.

Okay, really short chapter. But Brooklyn finally told Draco off.. Thank the lord! he needed that. But yes, there will be a little somethin somethin in the next chapter... if you get what I'm saying.. *nudge nudge* *wink wink*.. =) okay, lol I'm done. Reviews are much appreciated, and i love them. So, anonymous reviewers are welcomed. I will have the next chapter out soon enough... alright, toodles! -Mooch