A Snake's Charm

Hate, Love, and Brawls

by

Numanife ( Kat )

A/N HERE IT IS!! YAY FOR VIOLENCE!!!!

I caught my breathe in my throat and thought about his question. "You mean"

He cut me off to make it easier, "A better boyfriend. Someone who suits you."

I looked at him, with a questioning look. Then, I remembered our promise...

"By the time we meet again," I sobbed, "I'll find someone better! Who suits me more! I will!"

"Promise" His face was stone as he stared at me.

"I PROMISE" I shouted through tears. He kissed my eye and smiled.

"Good"

I turned my head towards the direction of my house and stared at it.

Somebody who suits me better then him.

"Crabbe, Goyle, Who'se she?" The boy asked with total confindence.

"Arminel Alysia" I told him myself, tired of being answered by others. "This is my first year at Hogwarts, Goyle showed me to the train."

"Malfoy," I looked at me, "Draco Malfoy" Wow, James Bond much. I guess they wouldn't know James Bond, considering. "What do your parents do for a living, do they work with the ministry?" Oh no, I know his type. He's a mud-blood hater. I can't say I'm a mud-blood. I might not find ANY friends...

I froze when I realized my thoughts wondered to Draco. My best friend...

Blaise leaned on my back as Draco leaned forward. As I kept my knees up, Flint set his head on my knees. They went to get up when I softly begged, "Please, don't leave me"

Draco turned around and Flint lifted me off the bed and carried me to their dorm, where Adrian was looking at us with a bewildered look. Draco and Blaise pushed the beds together and laid me down in the middle, putting themselves on opposite sides of me. Flint and Adrian were sleeping on the ends. I drifted into an unwilling slumber once more.

I smiled slightly, letting out a winded laugh and forcing it back again.

"I hate you!" I spat through sobs, keeping my ground. I refuse to run any more. I refuse.

"You're a...." Draco paused, looking at me. I pushed his arm off me and slightly backed up.

"Mud-blood" I spat at him.

I laughed a little, just thinking about why I couldn't get him out of my head. Someone who suits me.

"I'll come too" I smiled and hit his arm.

"Draco Malfoy, you never cease to piss me off" He chuckled and pushed my head back.

"I understand" I turned around to look at him. "You found him, I see that much."

My eyes widened and a wet liquid dripped from my eyes, dampening my face. He laughed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"I want to meet him. I want to know he's right for you" I gasped and backed up.

"Luke" He brushed past me and towards the house. I quickly followed him, realizing he wasn't too happy. "LUKE!"

He kept walking to the house, "I have to meet him! Is it one of those boys at your house?"

"Luke!" He got to my house and looked at the couch that Draco, Blaise, and Flint were sitting on. Draco looked depressed.

"Which one?" Luke turned to me as my eyes wondered to Draco. I got blown over when I saw Draco's tears.

"Draco!" I ran over to him and bent down, "Draco, are you okay?" He kept his head down. I lifted his face and smiled, "Draco Malfoy, cry one more tear and I'll kick your ass!" He put his head on my shoulder. I laughed a little at him, then patted his head. I could feel Luke's intense stare on my back. And, yes, it was very intimidating. He was at least 6 foot 2 inches tall. Not to mention tan with his almost black hair. He's kinda scary...

I decided to ignore him for the time being. "Draco..." I smirked at Blaise. His eyes widened for a moment, "DRAKEY-POO!" Draco jumped high and got up and looked around.

"PANSY!" I laughed so hard I started to cry. He glared at me as I got up and patted his back.

"Your insane stalker isn't in at the moment, may I take a message" At this point, me Blaise and Flint were choking on tears while laughing.

"Oh, ha ha, very funny" He rolled his eyes, "You're SO mature!"

"I KNOW!" I choked out still laughing. "You're just SO EASY!"

Just then, Luke walked in front of Draco and put his hand under his chin, aggressively pushing it around. He examined him for moments as we were hushed by the awkward gesture. "No" He let go of Draco and turned to me, "I don't like him."

I stepped towards him, "That's none of your business!"

"Yes, it is!" He shouted, "He's no better then me!"

I growled and spat back, "He's not a filthy smoker with anger issues!"

"NO!" He screamed back, "He's a SISSY with a mommy complex!"

"That's it!" I pulled off my hoodie and put on my gloves. "BRING IT, TAR LUNGS!" And we had a brawl. In the middle of my living room floor.