AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry for the wait on this chapter. I just had a little writers block, that's why it get's kind of fluff at the end. I hope you enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter.


They didn't talk as they walked through the corridors of Hogwarts. Her heels clicked on the stone floor of the school as they walked up the many flights of stairs. Draco didn't look back at her or speak to her, they just walked. At some point, Adrienne got tired of walking, and she stopped. Draco stopped as well and he held his hand out to her, without looking at her. Adrienne leaned against the wall and glared at the blond male before her. He moved his index finger in a come-hither motion, and he turned his grey eyes to her for a spilt moment. Even in the dimly lit hallway, she could see that the raw emotion in his eyes from earlier still remained. Adrienne sighed and pushed herself off the wall and walked towards him. She made no motion to take his hand in hers, and he realized that, so he continued down the corridor, his hands still in his pockets.

They came to a stop at a wall at the end of the corridor; a dead end, one of few in the entire school. Draco stood with his eyes trained to the wall and his lips moved forming silent sentences. The wall before them started to form a door and Adrienne finally realized where they were. The Room of Requirement. She kept her arms crossed under her chest as Draco walked to the door and opened it for her, signaling her to come in. She did and Draco closed the door behind her securely.

Finally tired of all of the silence between them, Adrienne said, "What are we doing here?"

Draco uncovered a large cabinet and leaned against it gently. "This is how I'm going to kill Dumbledore," he answered.

Adrienne's right eyebrow arched, "You're going to stuff him in a cabinet and starve him?" Adrienne asked.

"No," he said a smile smirk played on his lips. "I tried to poison him, but that didn't work. Look at it, Adrienne."

Adrienne pushed her frustration aside and looked at the large cabinet. However, her irritation kept blinding her and she sighed. She closed her dark eyes and inhaled softly before exhaling loudly. With her brain temporarily clear of distractions, she looked at the cabinet again. "Oh, a vanishing cabinet," she said dumbly. "Is that why you were asking?" He nodded. "How are you going to get him here?"

"I'm not," he said. "The twin to this one is in Borgin and Burke's. Bellatrix and a few others are standing watch there. I've been mending this since the start of term. Once it's fixed, it'll create a passage. Once the passage is created, I'll be able to bring Bellatrix and the other's here. They said that they wanted to be here when I do the deed."

Adrienne sighed and pulled her heels off, because they were starting to smart. She pushed them aside and walked over to the magic cabinet. She ran her fingers along the side of the cabinet, over the engraving and the knob. "Is this where you were tonight?" she asked. He nodded. "Why didn't you just tell me?"

"I wanted to tell you, Adrienne, but I didn't want to involve you anymore than you already were. I apologize for not telling you earlier. Forgive me?" he asked as he took her hand and kissed the back of it. Adrienne shook her head and he kissed a light scar of her wrist, "Please?" She shook her head, and he kissed the inside of her elbow. Again, she shook her head. His cool lips graced the side of her neck, and then her cheek. "Please, Adrienne," he asked. She shook her head and his lips touched hers. With a fuzzy brain, Adrienne nodded. "Thank you."

She nodded, trying to clear the fuzzy from her brain. "Can I see?"

Draco shook his head, "It's not fixed yet. I can get it there, but they can't get it back here." He brushed her hair from her eyes. "I have to go there over break and mend that one as well. No worries, I'll be at the service for you, love. Then I have to go do that, but I'll be around if you need me."

"You could have told me," she said, going back to the old subject.

"I apologize," he said again, brushing the back of her palm with his fingers.


"Melanie, get your feet off my lap," Adrienne growled as she shoved Mel's feet on to the floor of the compartment.

Melanie glared at her and moved to the bench across from her friend and to her Blaise. Blaise allowed her to sit beside him by moving his bag off the seat. Draco, not wanting to sit with them, moved to the seat with Adrienne, where she happily allowed him to sit with her. His arms fell around her waist and he pressed his lips to the side of her head, effectively, calming her nerves. She sighed and dropped her Potions book on her lap and turned in his arms to face him. He pressed his lips to hers swiftly, stopping her from going on another one of her tirades.

"I'm still upset with you," she told him.

Draco rolled his eyes, "Get a life, Adrienne."

Blaise interrupted their conversation. "Adrienne, what are you wearing tomorrow?"

"Uh, something black. It's a funeral. That's what you wear to these types of things?" Adrienne questioned.

"Yes, well, obviously. I meant what kind of black are you wearing?"

"The dark kind," Adrienne snapped. "Are you staying with us, Mel?"

"Yeah," she girl snuggled into the older Zabini's arms answered. "However, I assume that I'll have to stay in the guest room, seeing as Draco is saying as well."

Adrienne's check warmed as she rolled her eyes, "Well, he'll only be staying, and correct me if I'm wrong, tonight, tomorrow night, and the night after that. So three nights, and I'm sure Blaise would be more than happy to let you stay in his room. Wouldn't you, Blaise?"

Adrienne knew that as much as he liked Melanie, and that was a huge step for him. He wouldn't like her sleeping in his bed. In fact, Adrienne was the only person that he let sleep in his bed, and that was only because they were siblings and they were the only people they had to turn to when they were younger and thunder shook the house. Blaise shot her a venomous look and Adrienne ducked her head to cover her smirk.

"Sure, she can stay with me," Blaise said through clenched teeth.

For the remainder of the train ride, Blaise throw poisonous looks at Adrienne while she lay snuggle in Draco's embrace. From her position in Draco's arms, the train ride didn't seem so long. In fact, by the time she'd gotten to the point of extreme comfort the train was slowing and pulling up to the platform. Adrienne sighed and brushed her hair from her eyes as she reluctantly pulled out of Draco's embrace and reached up to grab her bag from the shelf above them. Blaise and Melanie exited the compartment first, and when Adrienne made a move to follow, Draco pulled her back into the compartment and closed the door behind her.

Before she could question his actions, his lips were pressed firmly against hers, effectively taking her breath away. Her ebony fingers tangled in the blond hair at the base of his neck as his arms fell to her waist and pulled her closer to him. Her chest was pressed against his and she could feel his heart racing under the black shirt he was wearing. He pulled her shirt up in the back and his cold fingers, pressed against the warm chocolate skin of the small of her back. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she pressed her body closer to his, her body's attempt to escape the cold. Her fingers worked at the black tie that he was wearing, loosening it. Her fingers then swiftly undid the first two buttons on his shirt, before Draco's hands caught hers, stopping her.

"Enough," he said firmly, hold her wrist in his hand. He lips said one thing, but his usually cold grey eyes had been melted by lust. Adrienne moved to press her lips against the skin that she'd revealed when she undid the two buttons on his shirt, but he pushed her back. "Adrienne," he said, but his voice was weaker than it was the first time. "Not here." He leaned down and pressed his cold lips to hers. "Later," he said kissing her again, and again. A soft smirk crossed Adrienne's lips, did he just promise…

She kissed him again; when she pulled back she bit down gently on his bottom lips. "Let's go then," she said as she shouldered her back and exited the compartment; leaving, a lustful Draco Malfoy standing in the compartment biting the inside of his lip to keep himself from calling her back.