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"Snape really wanted to offer Draco his help?", Alanis repeated Harry's words and he nodded firmly.

"As Snape went off with Draco from Slughorn's party, I eavesdropped on them. Draco said that he has got a task, an order by him, who is obviously Voldemort, and that he doesn't want to let anyone steal away the honour he would gain if he succeeds.", Harry continued. "So he must be a death eater and planning something!"

Hermione and Alanis frowned.

"But fulfilling a mission for Voldemort doesn't involve an initiation automatically, does it?"

"Maybe it is his initiation! That's why he's sensible with his left arm! Maybe he's already got the Dark Mark!"

Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Harry, can't you just imagine that Snape wanted to find out what Draco's doing by offering his help?", she asked. Alanis peered at the group of Slytherins which stood at the other end of the great hall and observed Draco who seemed to be raging and trying to get rid of Pansy Parkinson wrapping her arms around him. He talked fiercely to his companions Crabbe and Goyle and Blaise stood there just eyeing them up with a suspicious and uncomfortable look on his face.

"And that could be the reason why he rejected his help, because Draco is afraid of being caught! He even doesn't trust Snape anymore!", Harry argued and Alanis nodded.

"I can guess why. You said, Harry, that Lucius Malfoy was some of the higher privileged death eaters, the closest followers of Voldemort. But he had failed in the Ministry taking the Prophecy about the Voldemort and you, so I think he'd lost a lot of glory and acceptance. Don't you think that Draco might want to regain that honour? Or that Voldemort tries to assault the Malfoys even more just because to his own pleasure?"

Hermione gave her an incredulous shake of her head, but Harry's expression was tensed with excitement.

"You're brilliant, Alanis! So now we just have to find out what he's doing!"

"Mr Potter, silence up there!", Professor McGonagall shouted and everyone in the Great Hall went silent.

It was the first lesson of apparition and almost every sixth from student attended it.

Alanis had to find out that apparating wasn't just as easy as it looked like and that there was always the big danger of splintering, if she didn't really focus. But she wasn't the only one being unsuccessful, even Hermione wasn't able to move an inch.

"Just remember, Destination, Determination, Deliberation! Focus on these three things and you may apparate soon!", the Ministry Apparition Instructor yelled.

As the lesson ended, the students hurried to leave the Hall and as Harry, Alanis, Hermione and Ron managed to force their ways through the crowd, they met Ginny at the courtyard.

But then they heard some angry voices behind them, and they turned round to see Draco Malfoy and his companions pass the portal, quarrelling angrily.

"I told you that I need you to guard me! I order it!", Draco spat and glared at Crabbe and Goyle.

Suddenly Harry took some steps forward and cried:
"I would be nicer to my friends if I wanted them to do me a favour! Does Draco really need protection because he's still more than weak?"

Draco furiously faced him and his face grew pale as he reckoned that a bunch of students came to a halt to observe them.

"Harry...", Hermione and Alanis whispered, but he didn't listen.

Harry was too curious finding out what his archfiend was doing and ached for challenging him.

"Don't stick your nose into things that are none of your business, Potter! Or it will break far worse than the last time!", Draco spat back.

"With a broken nose or not, I can count on my friends! How much do you pay for yours? It seems to be too little! Aren't you able to afford it because your father doesn't want to dig deep into his pockets? Oh, I forgot your father being in Azkaban! How's your mum then, Draco? Missing her failure-husband?"

"Don't you dare to speak like that of my family, Potter!"

Draco angrily pulled his wand out and pointed it at Harry, the little crowd around them whispered and Harry's hand wandered to his pocket, as Ron stepped to his side and grabbed his arm.

"Hold on, he's not worth it."

Harry sighed heavily, smirking: "As always."

Then they both turned around, walked away and Draco tightened his grip around his wand.

"Harry, watch out!" cried Ginny, Alanis shivered and fear made her whole body tremble as Ginny's warning didn't succeed in the right way. Harry turned his head around to look at the girl who called him, as Draco lifted his arm. Alanis acted instinctively and jumped forward, raising her wand.

"Expelliarmus!"

As soon as she hexed him, the nonverbal spell missed Harry by inches, Dracos wand was snatched away from his hand and Alanis reached out to pick it right away. Some people were laughing, Draco's companions pulled out their wands too, but Draco ignored them.

Alanis tried to conceal her amusement as Draco glanced at her with rage. He stepped forward and clenched his fists to calm himself down, knowing that he was now unarmed.

"Give it back to me." he growled and his face was angry as he gave her a killing glare. But Alanis saw something he succeeded very well hiding form everybody who looked at them. Everyone except her.

She knew his expressions, after all that speechless time during the holidays.

He appeared too bewildered as he riveted his angry gaze on her. But although she tried to return his glance, he stared her down. As she bumped into Ron, she recognized herself stepping back.

"You have to fetch it back on your own, Malfoy." she said, her voice shaking and began to run towards the castle.

"Alanis!", Hermione shouted, but in vain. Alanis ignored the whispering crowd and headed to the stairs near the entrance to the dungeons and shivered as she saw Snape. Snape had pressed his lips tightly together, Alanis calmed herself down and tried to step forward while not provoking Snapes attention. She scurried up the stairs and put Draco's and her wand into the pocket of her skirt.

"Malfoy! I want to talk to you!"

As Snape barked with his strong voice, Alanis was hardly able to run forward, although she knew that Draco was on her heels. She looked down the stairs and saw Malfoy trying to get rid of the angry potions master.

"Let me go through!", Draco demanded, looked up and knit his brows as she threw a teasing glimpse at him. She couldn't help herself but hesitate as he gave her an evil and angry smirk back, but then pulled herself together and headed down the corridor.

"Why so fast, little girl?", a picture of an old lady asked her, but Alanis didn't answer, as she felt her body raging with an emotion she never knew before.

Then she discovered the door to the toilets and quickly slipped in as she believed to recognize fierce and quickening steps behind her.

She leaned her back on the door and breathed deeply to calm down. Why did she feel so good of her excitement at this moment? His grin at her before caused her heart beating faster in joy of anticipation. Anticipation of being caught by him, of him demanding giving him back his wand, of her power over him as long as she possessed it. What was that? She never felt something like this before. She took step by step to one of the basins and opened the tap to hold her trembling hands under the ice-cold jet of water.

Alanis shivered. She liked the thought of being tracked by him. But what if there was some kind of... a relationship between them? Or was it just some kind of fascination of good and evil, which they would never dare to admit to themselves?

It was none of it. Alanis, don't be a fool!

She felt Draco's wand pressing against her leg in her pocket and smiled to herself. Yes, she had been a fool. This face-off had only been between Harry and Draco and no one had had the right to interrupt them. If Harry had to lose because of his feelings and vulnerability referring to Ginny, it should have happened. It should have taught Harry to recognize that he really had to improve his skills, especially in Occlumency and that if he was fighting fate he had to forget everything he loved, to focus on his target. He should have had to bear the defeat from Draco.

For the sake of the whole plan.

Alanis shouldn't have interrupted. With her acting she additionally feared to disclose more of her fascination for Draco than she would have liked to.

But it had something good, too. It helped her to comprehend her feelings. In spite of her wanting to deny, she knew that she had to stop thinking of Draco Malfoy from now on.

She had to do the same as Harry had to do. She had to lock up and hide her emotions and silly desire for something she could never have.

Alanis breathed heavily another time and turned around.

But there he stood.

She was so intensively caught in her thoughts, that she didn't reckon him entering the girls-toilet. Why did he dare to enter? But as she looked around at the old toilet-cabins and the partially damaged basins, she knew where she was. This toilet was the home of the Moaning Myrtle.

Draco must have seen the bafflement in her eyes and smirked another time, but he was impatient.

"Give it to me, Dumbledore.", he said shortly and stepped towards her. Alanis leeched on to the basin and gripped it so hard until her knuckles got white.

What should she do? What if she gave his wand back to him? Would he curse her? Would he pay her back the public indignity? If she would, it would have changed nothing between them, except that she managed to disarm him in front of half of the school and they would never be even.

What would people say if he easily got his wand back? What would they guess happened between them, as he followed her? What would Draco accept of them thinking of?

She peered at him and wondered if he had told Snape. If he had, she would have had to give him back his wand and this would seem as if Draco wasn't able to cope with his problems. Alanis guessed that Draco wanted to force her to give it back as a sign of triumph over her. He wanted to vanquish her as much as he wanted to defeat Harry Potter.

"You know my answer, Malfoy. Take it by yourself, or leave it."

Alanis wondered why her voice was that calm, in spite of her body signing something so much different. Although she wanted to face him, she now moved back from him as if she were a shy animal. But she wouldn't dare surrendering to him, never.

Draco's expression became darker, but delighted. As closer he came to her, the more she began to tremble. She stepped back until she was pressed to the wall.

"You stung my pride, witch.", he said and kept on coming closer.

"You attacked somebody dishonourably from behind. You deserved it!", Alanis hissed.

The corner of his mouth vellicated as he stopped a few inches before her.

"You shouldn't have done it. You don't know the consequences.", he spoke under his breath. Suddenly he put his hands forth to Alanis' hips. Alanis stiffened but as she looked directly in his face, he saw his eyes darken and his mouth open and he breathed deep. He passed his hands almost gentle, but forceful over her side to her back. But he never stopped looking at her face.

Alanis could easily have pushed him away from her, hexing him with the most powerful curse she knew, but she stood still. He let his hand run up and down her leg and her side to discover his wand and finally wrapped his hand around it. He even then didn't break their eye contact.

Slowly, unbearable slowly, he pulled it out.

Alanis fought with herself. She wanted to say something to him, something which would demolish his disgusting pride entirely, but there was no sound passing her lips.

She didn't move, she didn't speak.

She let herself being defeated with nothing but himself.

Draco must have recognized that. He must have bullied her with this awareness. But he didn't. He only watched her and didn't remove his hands from her.

It must have been ages, that they only stood there, so close, that their breaths came out in small, silent pants, only watching themselves and feeling Draco's hands on Alanis' side.

Then he raised his other arm to her face and his palm touched her burning cheek, his thumb gently moving to her lips and touching them. Her eyes grew wide, but he only smirked with this darkness in his eyes.

What the hell was he doing? Alanis stiffened even more as he caressed her lips and as she gasped, he suavely moved his thumb between her opened lips.

She instinctively clasped her lips around it and sucked slightly on it.

Draco's expression went lustful, he tightened his grip around her hip and pressed her body intensively to the wall.

He removed his hand from her lips, let it run through her hair and put it on her neck, gripping her fiercely and leaned in. Both their eyes lost their intense contact, as their glances shifted to their lips.

Alanis closed her eyes and let herself go, let Draco grab her, pressing him against her and feeling his lips moving closer to her. As soon as they began aching to feel the softness of the other's mouth, as soon as Alanis felt her heart jumping, as soon as she thought she felt nothing on this earth except Draco heading towards her-

" MALFOY!"

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