Author's Note:

Well guys, here's another update. Three in one night! Safe to say I've not slept at all. Like I said, I know it's going slow, but hang in, it'll speed up. Here's the next chapter :3

Chapter Eleven

We headed up the staircase. We headed back exactly to where the party was held, and therefore where we had kissed.

Maybe he wants a replay of what happene. I jumped, absolutely shitting myself. I'd totally forgotten all about Midnight, she'd been so quiet recently. Gee, thanks. Nice to know I'm loved. I could feel the smirk she was no doubt wearing on her furry face

Not my fault you've been so silent! And I really hope that he's not looking for that, because that's not what he's getting.

Are you sure? I never answered. No, I wasn't sure. I wasn't sure how I felt right now. I loved Draco, or at least I thought I did. The way he'd been acting was really starting to piss me off. There was no need to be so childish, all I'd done was kiss another guy. But then, he'd had sex with Pansy - underage, I might add - and that had killed me inside. Is that why I was doing this now?

After Sam had paced three times in front of the 'door', we headed inside. It wasn't set out like a party area at all anymore. I figured it must have been a room that supplied to all needs, because now it looked almost identical to the common room I was in, ten minutes previously. Sam took a seat on the nearest couch and motioned for me to sit beside him. I sat at the opposite side, and he sighed.

"Really, Emily? After what happened last night, you're sitting that far away from me?" I grimaced, blushing as I remembered the kisses we had shared. He grinned. "So you do remember it. I was worried, the way you seemed this morning when you spoke to me, made me think you couldn't remember a thing." My blush deepend and he shuffled along the couch towards me. It reminded me of what Midnight had said - maybe he did expect a replay of last night.

He brushed a stay hair out of my face, looking closely at me for emotions that I might display. I locked down on them out of instinct, it reminded me of when Father used to inspect me for 'incorrect emotional displays'. He noticed the shutdown, and sighed again. "Emily, you're so distant from me now. What happened?" Oh shit, he expected an answer. I gave him a shrug, hoping it would suffice. It did not. "Emily. Stop. Tell me what you want me to do. Last night.. That happened, and now you feel cold and distant. What do I do?"

Another shrug.

He threw up his hands in frustration, and started pacing. I pulled my knees up onto the couch, and watched him pace. He was speaking under his breath. I could only hope they weren't insults aimed at me.

"It's because of Malfoy, isn't it?" I balked. "It is, I'm right!" I shook my head fiercely, protesting against his accusation.

"No it's not. What in Merlin's beard made you think that!" He stopped in his pacing, and face me. I took a good look at his face. He was still very attractive. Still the same as last night. Damn.

"It's because of the way you look at him. The way you left me alone in the corridor last night to go chase after him." Fuck. I quickly attempted to cover it up.

"He's my best friend, Sam. Something was wrong with him... I think, I think something pissed him off at the party last night, and that's why he came out in a foul mood. He just wanted to go to bed. I went to go check if he was alright." He sat down beside me as I spoke.

"If that's all it was, you won't mind if I do this then?" Giving me no time to respond, he pressed his lips to mine.

Told you so.

I ignored her, focusing only on Sam. I moved my lips back against his, and he smiled into the kiss. He was obviously pleased with my response. He nibbled on my lip and I kissed him harder in response. His hands came up to my face, almost cradling it. I placed my hands on his arms, and he obviously thought I was going to pull them away as he knotted his fingers into my hair. To give me time to breathe, he kissed along my jaw to my ear and bit it softly. I whimpered slightly, and he moaned at the sound. The sound directly in my ear made me gasp. He smiled and pushed me onto my back, sliding on top of me.

This was going way too fast. I'd never done this before, I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what was the right thing to do. His hips pushed against mine, and I squirmed, causing him to gasp.

Suddenly all I could remember were Draco's words. You're not the first girl he's done this to. You'll be used up, like a soiled whore.

"I'm sorry, I can't!" I slipped out from under him, and ran out the door.

I didn't even know where I was headed, I was just running. Running from this situation, running from the situation with Draco, running from everything. I didn't want to have to deal with any of it. I would do it later, when I knew I could be in control of myself, and of the situation.

Behind me, I heard a yell of frustration and a smash as something hit the wall.

It would seem Sam and Draco have more similarities than they'd like to accept.