Chapter 11

'Great', he thought as she was waiting impatiently for an answer. "Well?" This was the first time Draco found himself speechless, especially in front of a girl. Emmeline just shook her head and sneered at Michael.

"Looking for hanky panky, eh? Well, watch this." Emmeline walked to a squirming Michael and kicked him in a rather sensitive place.

"He deserved it." he muttered. 'There's the Emme I know and love', he thought dreamily.

"DRACO MALFOY!" A voice boomed and made them jump. McGonagall ran to their direction.

"What is the meaning of this?" She didn't even let him answer.

"Detention with me. For two weeks. Every night at 7 pm." "But you don't even know the story!" Draco exclaimed.

"Mr. Malfoy, hitting a person to unconsciousness is unacceptable. Longbottom, please take him to the Hospital Wing." the Gryffindor did as she said. When McGonagall looked at Emme, there was a hint of a smile on her lips, but Emme seemed to ignore it.

"Goodnight to you all." she said them, leaving them in a foul mood. Emmeline looked at Draco intently.

"We need to talk. Outside". He nodded.

The lake was reflecting the beautiful moonlight, making the place very romantic. Sitting on the grass, Draco stared at her. "You didn't have to do that." she said.

"I had to. He was insulting you. He pissed me off and..." He was cut off by receiving a look from Emme.

"I can fight my own battles. I'm a big girl." She said, grabbing his face with her hands.

"Promise me you won't behave that way."

Draco sighed. "Fine, I promise." Smiling, she forgiven him and continued to look at the lake.

"Remember when we always used to play 'House'? Where I was the mom."

"And I was the dad." She nodded. "Those were fun times."

Draco muttered a "yeah."

"The lake is beautiful, isn't it?" Emme smiled.

"Yes, it is." Draco said, but he didn't talk about the lake. He was gazing at her intently. He was studying her facial expressions, the way she was laughed, the way she narrowed her eyes when she concentrated. To him, she was perfect.

"I wonder who 'The Serpent' is." Emme said, looking back at Draco.

"I can't help you there." She soon pulled out the letter and read it again. "

All I can tell you is that he's a Slytherin."

"You know him? Tell me!" Emme begged and started to poke him. Very soon, they were in a rather embarrassing position. He was on top of her.

"I'm sorry for poking you Drakie." Emme smirked as Draco cringed at Pansy's nickname for him.

"Don't call me that." Draco was looking at her lips. He was wondering for a long time how it was to kiss her.

And he did.