Author's note - i bet you're all wondering who snuck up behind you/Ileana. well, then, let's get on with it, shall we? (:
leathertights - oh, right you are. indeed , it was one of the names you mentioned. go ahead and read . i hope you like this next chapter.
"I'm hurt... once more." Blaise said, touching where his heart was. Camilla's words came back in a flash. Don't go near him. But he seriously didn't seem like a bad person.
You smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. "I'm sorry Blaise. I don't know if you really like me or not, but I have to tell you the truth." You were sure that this would be the right decision for you.
He put his hand up.
"It's okay. I understand." He grinned, but it lacked the usual happiness that was inside.
He turned and trudged back towards the castle. After about 20 minutes, you went back also, passing a handsomely trimmed bush; which was a hiding place where a boy with icy blue eyes and blond hair, had seen everything.
You went back to your dorm to get changed. When you walked out with your plain robes on, you saw Draco kissing a girl with ginger-blonde hair.
KISSING?!
"Draco?" You whispered his name.
He looked up and so did the girl. She was very pretty. VERY PRETTY.
"Oh, Ileana. This is Sienna. She's part veela." He said, emphasizing the word veela.
"Hi, I'm Ileana." Still shocked beyond words. "You're really pretty."
"Thank you. You're gorgeous too. Your hair is sooooo gorgeous."
"Thanks."
"Oh, come on, babe. You don't have to lie. Her hair is terrible." Draco said. Then he gave her a peck on the cheek.
'What the hell is wrong with this guy. One minute I'm gone and I come back to this? How could I have been so stupid . I barely know him anyways.' You thought. Though now you probably understood what he meant when you were on the train.
"Draco. You're being preposterous. It's not bad at all."
"Oh, all right. Sorry, baby." He gave her another long kiss on the lips.
You walked away before they could both look up. You very wanted to skip Potions, but it was your first day of classes at this school. You wanted to give a good impression.
The bells chimed, signaling for the next class.
You were one of the first in class. So, you took a seat near the middle. A few minutes later, the class was almost full. Christina had come in and seen you and sat down next to you. The teacher was not here yet.
Everyone was chatting away like they hadn't seen each other forever. But one minute later, the chatting died out very suddenly, as you heard the door bang open.
LITERALLY.
"I am Professor Snape. For the people who do not know me yet." He was looking at you. Actually, more like through you. CREEPY MUCH?
Professor Snape glanced up when he heard the sound of the door open.
A boy with very untidy black hair and stunning green eyes was accompanied by a boy that resembled the Weasly twins.
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley. how nice of you to show up in class today. I thought maybe you would have drove, oh sorry, i mean fly here today, since you are FIVE MINUTES LATE!" He shouted the last part, making people wince. You could tell that he did not like them one bit.
"We were caught up in Herbology, sir. Ron was stuck and tangled in Devil's Snare." The Potter boy said.
'Potter? As in Harry Potter?' Sure enough, when you looked up at his forehead, there was a lightning shaped scar present.
"It would have been better if you had come along with a signed slip from Professor Sprout. However, I don't believe you have one, Potter?" Snape said.
"No, sir." Harry said through gritted teeth. Obviously, the feeling between them was mutual; they disliked each other- VERY MUCH.
"Take a seat boys." They scooted around and sat down on either side of Hermione. You hadn't noticed that she was in your class. You were too preoccupied, catch my drift?
When they had taken a seat, the Professor went on to say, "And ten points will be taken from Gryffindor. Eh? And no complaining or else I shall think about doubling the number."
Professor Snape turned around and sat down at his desk.
"You will copy these ingredients, materials, and procedures on the board." He waved his wand and the directions appeared.
"Begin."
You had finished copying the second ingredient when the door opened a second time. Draco Malfoy appeared.
"Mr. Malfoy! Explain why you are late EIGHT MINUTES!"
"Overslept, sir!"
"Ah, you must remember, Mr. Malfoy, be here on time. You do not want to be like these two dunce caps over here." Most of the Slytherins laughed, but it was at Harry and the Weasley boy, who you found out was named Ron.
"Take a seat, Mr. Malfoy."
You looked at Draco and your eyes met for a second until he glared and turned away to sit down next to Pansy.
'You cannot seriously like her more than me?!' You were so confused because you thought you two had shared something last night- obviously not.
Christina saw you secretly, well, not very secretly if she saw, eye Draco.
"Fancy him?" She asked you in a whisper.
"I don't know. He comes off as a complete snob sometimes. But then he also has a sweet side." You replied, stroking the necklace he gave you. You hadn't once taken it off, except to shower.
She didn't notice you stroking it, but she did almost fall out her sit, not to mention, maybe fly out the window, which was actually very far from where you were sitting.
"Draco? A sweet side?" She didn't seem to believe it.
"Yeah."
"I don't think he really means it though."
"How come I hear people say that everywhere?" You had heard talking in the hallways this morning. They were about how proud and rude Draco was. "He doesn't come off as a good guy in their eyes."
"Um, well see. He has this habit of sleeping with a different girl like every month."
You didn't really want to believe it, but she sounded damn convincing.
"But he doesn't seem all that bad."
"That's what all the girls say. But then he gets tired of them, and breaks up with them in the end."
'Does he think he can really get away with this? Making everyone fall for him?'
"And it doesn't help that he could be the hottest guy in the whole school." Christina added.
This conversation had taken place when you were supposed to be boiling a potion.
However, you were both only halfway done. You stopped conversing and picked up the pace. When you were both done, you took your seats and waited for the end of class.
"So, have you ever fancied Draco before?" You asked Christina.
"Ew, no." She replied.
"Why not?"
"Because..." She didn't seem to want to finish the sentence. But then she answered you. "Because I'm his cousin."
'Well, that was surprising.'
"How come I never see you two talk then?"
"I don't- we don't- if we can help it. But sometimes we do."
The bell chimed for next class.
"Please put your potions into these phials and put them on my desk for proper grading."
You bottled your potion in the phial and left with Christina. Your next class was Defense against the Dark Arts with a chubby man named Professor Slughorn. When you entered class, the first person you saw was Max.
'Now, here's a decent guy I can actually stand.'
"Hey Max!" You call out.
"Hi, Ileana."
You go over and sit down behind him. You signal to Christina to tell her to come over too.
When everyone had filed in and taken a seat, the Professor went down the roll sheet. You were talking to Christina and Max quietly, when something hit you on the back of the head. You whipped around to see who had thrown it, when you looked down and saw a piece of crumpled up parchment. You retrieved it and opened it.
Flirting again, are we? -DM.
No need to ponder too hard about who wrote this.
You decided to send a reply.
Yeah, what's it to you? - IL.
You threw it back. Moments later, it came, or hurtled, whichever fits, back to you.
Meet me in the common room, tonight at 11. - DM.
This went on for a few more rounds, until the parchment looked something like this;
Why? - IL.
Need to tell you something. -DM.
Fine. - IL.
You had just thrown it back when Professor Slughorn caught you throwing to back to Draco.
"I shall have to confiscate that." And he took it and opened it - AND READ IT! But it was only to himself. He looked up to the both of you and then threw it in the fireplace.
"Detention Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Lasko. 8 o`clock tonight. My office please." He added.
'Great! Just great! Stupid FREAKING manwhore!'
You went to lunch after class and then the rest of the day passed slowly. All too soon, 8 o`clock came.
You started walking to his office. You were the first one there. Five minutes late, Draco showed up.
"Sorry, Professor."
'Don't kiss up, you slimy piece of-' Your thoughts were interrupted.
"You will clean the classroom floor...muggle way. No magic."
"What?!" You and Draco both said, screamed more like it.
"Yes." He gave you both mops and a bucket he filled with water. "Go along now. I will come get you when it is almost past your curfew." But before he left, he had the guts to WINK at both of us.
"This is going to take forever." You whine.
It had been going fine until you slipped in the water on the floor. You pulled the closest thing you could hold and fell down. You heard a loud "OW!" and looking down, you saw Draco's face.
'Ugh. Stupid, no-good, hot boy.' You thought. At least he broke your fall.
When you glanced down again, you realized what position you had fallen into. You were in top of Draco and it looked like you were straddling him. You quickly blushed and jumped up as if you had gotten burned.
"You know, we could always stay in that position." Draco smirked, knowing you had blushed.
"For your advantage." You muttered.
"No, seriously. Want to do a take two?"
"No."
"Fine. I guess I'll do it myself."
"WHAT?!"
He came over and grabbed your waist. Struggle as you might, he kept a firm hold and didn't let go until you calmed down.
"Let's leave." He whispered into your ear. He pulled out his wand and cleaned up the mess. You didn't know he knew the spell.
You both left, his hand still around your waist.
