Four times later, and five days later, I was climbing from their common room with Miles holding onto my hand. I had grown accustomed to walking down these corridors. I knew where each one led…I had even had sex against one-

"Our wall." Miles whispered as he caught up and my eyebrows went up. Pushing me hard against the wall I smirked at him before finding his lips glued roughly to mine.

"Miles!" I said teasingly as I pulled away readjusting my robe, "Didn't we just experience this?"

He licked his lips slowly before kissing mine once more. Walking back up to the Great Hall with him next to me we were encountered by four of my friends. Blocking our way, with their arms folded they stared at both of us as we slowly stopped laughing about something. I took a gulp of air as I started to back up but Sara shot her hand out to grab me. Turning to Miles I ignored them then said, "You'd better go, but I'll see you later." Winking with another laugh I watched Miles go before I felt a sharp slap to my right cheek. Looking back up at Gray who shot me a murderous look she grabbed my other free hand. Dragging me back up the stairs and into the Ravenclaw tower, the next thing I knew I was sitting on my bed with my friends surrounding me viciously.

"What?" I asked with a smirk, trying not so hard to sneer.

I saw Gray lift her hand as her eyes narrowed at me. Teresa though, was the one who slapped me riotously across the face. Turning back slowly to face them I laughed in their faces, "What!"

Sara was the first to speak, "First you left on Saturday, we wake up, don't know where we went until we realized you went to the game. Afraid that you might be hurt or caught we waited all day for you, then you come back the following day! You came back to your room on Sunday, ten thirty at night, Sunday! What the hell where you thinking!"

She was yelling but I spoke softly, not really caring how they took this way, "I was safe with Miles the whole time. You should not worry about me."

Teresa looked like I had slapped her face also, "Don't worry about you? What the fuck is wrong with you! Of course we will always worry about you, you are our friend! Do you think we would just drop it and not care about you! You have not once this whole time you have been back, came to talk to us! We were worried sick! You have missed all of your classes, as well as Miles has! You even ditched every Quidditch practice because you told Jack you were sick!"

I sat there, not saying a word, not caring to before Gray said slowly, "You are just like Chelsea."

Shooting her an evil look I said darkly, "She is a bitch."

"Yeah, well maybe you are turning into on too." Rachel said sharply.

"Then let me go like you did with her. Let-me-go." I whispered incuriously as they all stared open mouthed. Gray, I saw, had started to from tears in her eyes.

"You are becoming just like him." She said quietly as I looked at her. Of course I could feel the difference in my attitude. I could feel the new power I seemed to have gained when I was with the Slytherins. Somewhere, deep in my body I had shut down Mara Williams.

Trying to get up from the bed I refused to speak but brushed past them, "You go through that door and I swear Mara Williams you will no longer be a part of this family!" I could hear Sara's voice, full of so much rage and hope. Pausing I took the door with my finger tips and whispered, "I told you to let me go."

I was walking, out the door when I heard Rachel rush to my side. I could feel the tears Gray was spreading across the floor as I pushed Rachel away, moving out of the common room. I could taste Teresa's anger as she debated really leaving me. Sara, I could feel her eyes always pinned to me as I walked in this new skin and person that I had become.

Something about Miles had changed me. I was compelled to do riskier things, hurt people if needed. I was able to breath without a single theory of doubt. All of the Slytherins now were getting accustomed to my entering their common room and going to Miles. Even in the hallways some smiled or nodded their head, showing a slight respect.

Teasing me, as Miles and I walked in the Great Hall, I saw many people from different houses give me looks of fear of hatred.

Passing Oliver's table I saw his eyes reach mine as I passed him. Smiling cruelty I walked past and into the hallways where I went past Oliver again. Walking with my books in hand Oliver take my arm as Miles grabbed his wand and pointed it straight at him.

Silence.

"You need to get away from her! You are terrible influence, Bletchley!" Oliver said to Miles before Miles replied coolly, "I think she knows who she wants to be with. Besides, I just do it better…"

Miles had a calmness over his face and voice but he refused to move. I nudged to Miles too keep walking and when he did I brushed past Oliver. Touching my pink lips to Oliver's ear in a sensual voice I whispered, "He tastes like you," Walking away I smiled, "Only sweeter."

Laughing with Miles down the hallway I refused to look back at Oliver even though I knew very well he was looking at my back as I faded down the corridor. Walking to class Miles and I had one make-out session before I entered, my hair a mess and my lipstick on my neck. Miles doing, everyone knew it.

I looked upon Professor Flint who frowned at me, "You are failing Miss. Williams." I said nothing to that but gave his a bright smile, "Seems to be happening in a lot of classes, nowhere else though."

Laughter came from the Slytherins but no one else in the room. Looking over at Sara who shot me a dirt look then whispered with Rachel. I hadn't not spoken to them since our fight and I had no plan to. Giving them a wink I saw Teresa shoot me an outrageous look as I shot her an inappropriate gesture.

Walking confidently out of the class after an hour in a half, I felt a jab to my ribs as I saw Teresa walked past me, my books all dropping out of my hands, "Did I do that?" She asked, leaving me to pick everything up.

"Yes." I growled at her as I venomously looked into her eyes.

"Good." She left me there as I stood, growling, angrier than ever.

As the end of March approached I had not spoken more than two words to my old friends. I would arise from my bed, seeing them all sleeping or refusing to look at me. I would do things alone, read and study alone, two things I had not done in all of my five years here. We would not look at each other if we passed in the hallways. We would no longer sit next to each other, or they would not sit next to me, when we ate or during classes. On free days I could be found with Miles or other various groups of Slytherins whom I had come to adore.

It was the ultimate price; give up everything you know for someone you love. How dearly, I realized that it would cost me in the end. And it did.

I was kicked off the Quidditch team, for lack of showing during practices or even games. I had put Miles before everything, even in most cases, my family. Milers had soon become my living source. He was in everything I breathed, everything I held, everything I, ultimately, fucked.

It was towards the end of April when I had lost count of how many Miles had been within me. All I cared about was the feeling; I was purely addicted to it. I loved the hotness of it, the rise in temperature. I loved the feeling of silky skin rubbing roughly across me. I loved it when he kissed me everywhere on my body.

Miles head was down as we were both naked once again on his bed. We had no problems having sex or feeling each other up. Everything came too naturally with him, almost like a second nature to me also. Dripping in sweat I whispered with my moist lips, "One more time?" I could feel his smile as he kissed my chest, making his way up to my lips again. I remembered coming down here early in the morning only to leave very late in the night. I had never gotten caught and I knew I could talk my way out of it.

Miles green eyes reached me as he laughed hoarsely with the voice he had also lost, "Um…sounds…great."

There was a certain excitement that could never be breached, no matter what the both of us did. And here we went again, once more in each other's arms…if not in something else indifferently…

I walked in our common room at around one in the morning knowing full well that I had classes today. Walking up the stairs I found my stuff, clothes, pictures of Miles, (which I had replaced instead of Oliver) on the floor, outside our room. Trying the door I heard silence from within as I pounded. Finally using my wand I shouted, "Alohomora." The door didn't do a single thing and I knew immediately this was the doing of Gray. She was by far better at casting spells than I. Growling I kicked the door impatiently before grabbing my stuff and planting myself on the common room couch.

My eyes opened slowly when I heard people talking. Bangs could be heard and it sounded oddly like firecrackers. Opening my eyes slowly I had realized people were awake. See, I had planned to skip all of today.

Growling I sat up to see all of my friends walking past with Fire Rockets. Sending them off I realized where the loud and annoying bangs came from. Snickering they all walked past as they left, disappearing for classes. Throwing my pillow at the door I shouted then shut my eyes hastily, leaving all the memories of them far behind.