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Months had passed, before something of significance happened. I went to my classes, ignored Potter, although on several occasions, he did try and talk to me. I also wrote long, lying letters to my father, trying to make sure he wouldn't want to come to the school, or check up on me too much. Dumbledore hadn't told me of anything either, and to my knowledge, nothing had been done. Pansy and Millicent also endlessly teased me, but Draco and I just mocked them in return.

At Christmas, I wasn't going home. I never had, before. My father didn't really believe in celebrating it together, although he usually gifted me generously.

I was leaving from Potions, my last class of the last day before break with Draco at my side. We were arguing about who was better; Chudley Canons or the Montrose Magpies. We were quite happy, as Draco and I always are, when we are arguing, when Potter came around the corner.

"D'Armitz, could I talk to you?" He asked nervously.

I sighed, getting tired of how much he was bothering me. Couldn't he take the hint? "Fine."

"Could we not talk in front of him?" he gestured to Draco.

"There is no way I will let you walk away with her." Draco growled in his over-protective way.

"I'm not sure why you would want to. He'll know how I'm feeling anyways, and if I'm beside him, he's less likely to misinterpret it." I said my voice much nicer then Draco's.

Potter gave a heavy breath. "I wanted to say I am sorry. I shouldn't have been treating you the way I was. It is no excuse, but I guess I was upset because you get your parents still, and your father is an awful man. I didn't think it was fair that you still got that, when I don't get my parent's, but they were good people. I shouldn't have taken that out on you. It isn't your fault."

"Thank you." I said stiffly. I hadn't been expecting that.

"Yeah, well. You being a Siren and all are probably going to save the whole world, so…" He trailed off. I had felt a stab of shock, and my eyes went wide, as he told Draco my secret.

"What is he going off about, you being a Siren?" Draco chuckled, when we were far off from Potter. It took him a moment to realize Potter had been telling the truth. "Why didn't you tell me?" He hissed.

"I just… I wanted to have something." I blurted out.

"What do you mean have something?"

"After all of this… this Veela stuff, you get to know my every feeling, and sometimes you get to know my thoughts. I wanted to have something that was mine, that you couldn't know if I didn't tell you." I said, knowing it sounded terrible, even as I said it.

"Why do you… I don't understand why you have to keep a secret like that from me. How long have you known?" He looked pained, and I didn't know what to do.

"Ever since that day I went into the forest…" I admitted. "I didn't tell you that day, because you wouldn't listen to me, and after that, I was just… I guess it slipped my mind. Every time I thought of it after, I just felt like you wouldn't be okay with it…"

"Well of course I wouldn't be okay with it! You didn't tell me! I don't just sit around, thinking 'It's cool. I want my girlfriend to keep big huge secrets from me' all the time!" He blew up.

"What about you? What secrets do you keep from me?" I yelled back.

"That… that's different."

"How is that different? You are such an asshole." I hissed.

"You are the one keeping secrets from me."

"You just admitted that you are too, dumbass. Merlin, why do I put up with you?" I cried out, even though I knew that it was just plain because I loved him.

"I have never kept a secret as big as that though." He defended.

"All right, what are your secrets, then?" I asked.

"I am not telling you! They wouldn't be secrets anymore."

"Fine." I stormed away. He followed me, much to my chagrin.

"Bex, I want to know about you being a Siren." He begged. I wanted to scoff, but smack him at the same time, more to prove my point. Instead, I ignored him, heading for our Common Room, and slamming the door behind me. I suddenly remembered that in the morning, Lillian and James had told me we were switching our password, and that I should tell Draco. I hadn't.

I grinned in satisfaction as he found he couldn't get in.

"Bex! That is low." He muttered. "You can't do that to me."

"Actually, we changed the password this morning. She had nothing to do with it." I heard James say. I could practically hear him smiling. I had come to quite like the portraits, no matter who their son was, and I seemed to have grown on the both of them too.

I went into the study to start on my homework, grinning happily at the situation. Draco had other plans though, and he ran to the Slytherin Common room, and to the fire. He jumped into the fire, and shouted for our common rom, but he was thwarted, because I had set it so you needed the password.

"Bex, you are being stupid." He called through the door when he got back.

I am being stupid? Like that is going to get me to let him in. I was busy doing my Potions homework, as I was already finished with my Charms, Ancient Runes, and Defense Against the Dark Arts homework, when the shouting stopped.

I wondered whether he was gone. I went to the living area, and took a seat in the couch with my potions book. I was honestly feeling a little lonely, because he had given up so easily. I tried reading my potions book, so I would be prepared for our next class, when Hermione entered. Alone luckily.

"Hey Bex."

"Hello, Hermione." I smiled.

"I was just with Blaise in the library," Her and Blaise had been dating for the past few months, but he hadn't told her what he was yet. I thought that was a bit of a mistake, when he had told me that. She would probably be angry, when he found out. "And Draco came in, seeming quite upset."

"Oh really? I wonder why." I smirked.

"Bex, what did you fight about?"

"I kept a secret. One secret from him, and he flipped out, then admitted he kept secrets from me, and still expected me to tell him." I glared.

"So you locked him out of your room?" Her eyebrows shot up.

"No! Well yes, but not on purpose."

"Bex," her voice scolding. "You and Draco need to learn how to talk about your problems."

"I will, after he stops being an arse about it." I muttered.

"What was the secret?" Hermione sighed. I explained to her about my heritage. It wasn't hard explaining it to someone who wasn't getting all upset about it!

"That is a huge secret! You should have said something to him, whether he wanted to hear it or not, that day." She exclaimed.

"Hermione!" I cried out.

"I am just being honest!"

"I can't have you telling me to…" I was interrupted by the sound of Draco's voice again.

"I didn't want to take care of you, when my Mom told me I would have to. I thought you would be stupid, and bitchy. I dated Pansy Parkinson for two years, during which I cheated on her all the time, and she did the same to me. I hate your father more than anyone I have ever hated before, and I was actually really offended when you didn't think I would. I hate kids, and I never wanted to be around them, until I met you, and I suddenly started imagining having kids, years from now, but I thought I'd have them. With you." He shared. I was kind of astonished. He had never given in so easily…

Hermione was staring at me. "That was possibly the sweetest thing I have ever heard!" she squeaked.

Although I was suspicious of him, I couldn't deny that. It was the sweetest thing I had ever heard him say.

"Bex."She said in a warning voice.

"What?"

"You have to talk to him. This isn't fair to him." She knew me too well. How had I let that happen?

"I just… It is frustrating! He knows all of my feelings, but I just get to guess."

"Come on. He doesn't hide anything from you. Sure, there are the little things, like that, but he mostly tells you everything."

"I just…"

"And besides, you can tell his feelings too. You can't even deny that. The difference between you and him is that he doesn't know whether he knows it because he knows you that well, where as you know you know him that well."

I sighed, knowing she was right. I got up, and went to the doorway, where Draco was resting on it. When I opened it, he fell in, making me giggle.

"If you would excuse us, Hermione, I would like to tell my boyfriend about my heritage."

"And then I would like to snog my girlfriend senseless..." Draco winked, knowing he was forgiven, even though he received a smack from his comment. Hermione left, giggling. She brought her hand up to give Draco a teasing smack too, but I thought quickly, as she went to, and knocked her hand away.

"I'm training him. If you start to smack him too, it might set my schedule back." I smirked, however lame the words coming of my mouth sounded.

"Right, sorry." She snorted on her way out.

Draco went over to the couch, holding me by the hand, and laying down, dragging me on top of him.

"So tell me about yourself, Bex." He offered, with a genuine smile. I was still a little suspicious, but now it was in a good way. Before I had been worried he was going to tell me some crap lie. I did as he said, and told him everything I knew. It was a little weird, to have the secret that had been mine for so long, not mine anymore.

"That is crazy." He said after.

"I know."

"You come from one messed up family."

"You don't have any better."

"Sometimes I want to make you shut up." He mock-glared.

"Sometimes you do." I flirted, brushing his lips with my own. He started to lean in towards me, but giggling, I rolled off, landing on the ground.

"You are such a tease." He chuckled.

"You know what, Draco? I am kind of okay with that." I started to stand up, but he had other ideas, rolling on top of me. He smirked, as I exaggeratedly tried to catch my breath. "Tank!" I gasped. "You tank!"

"That is no way to treat your boyfriend, who is sitting on top of you." He smirked.

"Fine. If you are going to be like this…" I muttered, sliding my hand between us to my pocket, and pulling out my wand.

"Depulso." I said lazily, and he flew off of me, although I said another quick spell so he would land softly.

"You are a terrible girlfriend." He mock-frowned.

"You are a sweetie." I smiled sauntering to my bedroom. "By the way, the password is Niffler."

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