The rest of the day was filled with laughter and fun (Although we did cost Gryffindor a few dozen points while we were in D.A.D.A but that just means Snape's funny bone is broken) And before too long I found myself standing outside Herbology class wondering why the door was locked.

"Afternoon Olivia."Professor Sprout smiled while waddling over to me.

"Afternoon Professor." I smiled back at her.

"Do me a favor will ya? I was having the second years work with baby mandrakes today and we didn't get a chance to put them back in their proper pots, and I need you to make sure that the other students wait out here while I take care of em." She instructed while pulling a pair of earmuffs from her coat pocket. I just nodded my head and smiled. "Make sure no one opens this door, you hear?" her voice turned serious and I could tell that she wanted more from me then a simple nod.

"Yes ma'am." I gave her a salute, which earned me a laugh from her before she placed the earmuffs on her head and went inside.

I was the first to arrive so once she shut the door I was alone again. I had been waiting for a few minutes before I got tired of just standing there, so I laid down on the soft grass in front of the building and relaxed with my eyes closed.

"What are you doing down there Stone?" a voice came from above me, I didn't need to open my eyes to know who it was, but he sounded angrier then he should have been considering the state that I had left him the night before.

"Just relaxing, Oh and I'm supposed to tell you not to go into the greenhouse. Sprouts uprooting some Mandrake or something like that." I smiled up towards the sky as a cold breeze chilled the skin on my face. 'I love the cold weather'

"I hate those little things, my second year one almost bit my finger clear off."

"Ouch." I finally opened my eyes to look at the young Malfoy, he looked a bit miffed and I didn't really understand why. He was about to say something but the other students started to arrive and my guess was he didn't want them seeing us talking to one another.

"What are you two doing out here? Class takes place inside the building." Lavender meant it to be an insult, as if we were to dumb to know that class takes place in a classroom.

"Sprout said not to go in yet." I closed my eyes once more 'I'm not going to let this bitch get to me, I've had a wonderful day and I'm going to take the high road and keep it that way'

"I bet you do that a lot Olivia." she remarked spitting out my name as if it were a boogie flavored jelly bean.

"Do what a lot Lavender." I asked from below 'It doesn't matter what she had to say because I'm not gonna care nope, not one bit."

"Lie on your back." 'Fuck this, I'm bout to cut a witch'

I shot up from the ground and charged at her.

"You think that's funny do you?" I practically yelled.

"It wasn't meant to be a joke, it's a fact." 'What makes her think she can talk to me like that?'

"What makes you think you can talk to me like that? You don't even know me!" my voice rose a bit higher.

"And I don't want to get to know you, you slag!" she raised hers right back.

I just started at her for a few seconds. Contemplating my next move before settling on an old muggle standby. I gave her a little slap.

"You bitch." She cried, and I don't mean like she cried out I mean she actually cried big soggy tears. "She hit me" she sobbed.

"Oh please, I didn't hit you that hard, it didn't even make a noise." she had her hand pressed up against her cheek as if I punched her hard (I kind of wished I did, maybe it would have knocked her out and we wouldn't have had to hear her annoying blubbering) "You pansy." I added.

"What?" a Slytherin girl with black hair shouted at me from seemingly nowhere.

"what?" I asked puzzled.

"You called me?" she said seemingly annoyed.

"No I didn't." I said not recalling saying anyone's name.

"You said Pansy, that's my name." she said it slowly like I was stupid or something.

"Your name is Pansy?" I asked not very convinced that someone would actually name their daughter that. She nodded "I'm sorry but that had got to be the dumbest name I've ever heard." she looked at me appalled.

"What's going on out there!" Is someone crying?" Sprouts voice could be heard through the door.

"Yes, Olivia's smack Lavender. It was brilliant, but she could have gone a bit harder." Draco laughed.

"Tattle twat." I turned to him then began to fire slaps at his arms and torso.

"Now she's hitting me!" he laughed louder, turning back into the fun strange Draco.

"Everyone plug up your ears! I'm coming out!" I stopped hitting him and did what I was told.

Once Sprout was out the look on her face told us that she was a bit peeved.

"What in the bloody hell are you children doing out here?" she walked away from the door and over to the small group that had gathered to watch the little spat. "I mean I can't leave you alone for five minutes without a fight breaking out." she turned to Draco "Now tell me Mr. Malfoy, who hit who again?"

"Well first were going to have to backtrack a bit, you see Lavender; stupid name by the way, called Olivia a slag of sorts so Olivia got up, the two exchanged a few not so pleasant words, then Olivia gave Lavender a little slap." He sounded like a kid listing all the things he wanted for Christmas. He was jumpy and excited; exactly the way he was the night before. And I loved it. Especially the smile that was plastered to his face the entire time, and if I hadn't of been so mad at him for tattling on me then I would have been smiling too.

"You know Mr. Malfoy something's different about you. You seem a bit loony, keep it up it's refreshing. As for you two…" she pointed to me and a sobbing Lavender, but before she could continue something caught my eye. It was Neville, and he was about to open the door to the greenhouse.

I quickly plugged my ears before shouting to him "Neville don't open that!" but I was too late. He had opened the door, and the few students that didn't get a chance to cover their ears fell to the ground. Those few were; Draco, Lavender, Neville, some Slytherin girl named Millicent, and Professor Sprout as well.

Professor Sprout actually fell right into me, sending both of us to the ground as Blaise Zabini rushed to close the door that the mandrakes cries were pouring out of. Once it was closed I was finally able to unplug my ears and roll my professor off me.

"So that's what a mandrake does." I breathed out, tired from being overtaken by my very round Herbology teacher. "They're not dead are they?" I asked Blaise.

"No just unconscious, come on we'd better get em to Madam Pomfrey." he picked Lavender up bridal style while I went to check on Neville.

"You poor unlucky fool." I whispered to him while I flipped him over so his face was no longer in the dirt.

It took five boys to carry Sprout, three to carry Millicent, and four small girls drag Neville to the hospital wing.

"We haven't gotten enough people here to carry him." Blaise used his foot to point to Draco, who was face down in some grass. "Will you stay with him until I get back?" He ask, holding Lavender in his arms as if she was weightless.

"Sure." I nodded my head then sat on the rock that Draco was perched on before the other students had arrived.

"Don't do anything funny to him, Gryffindor." his tone was threatening, but the smirk on his face was making me think that he wanted me to do something along the lines of writing jerk on his forehead.

"I won't." and once again I was alone, well if you don't count the unconscious boy that was on the ground next to me. I decided to flip him over like I had with Neville.

"This is what you get for being a tattle twat." I grunted while turning the surprisingly heavy boy onto his back. A few moments pass where I just examined his face, then I gently plucked the grass from his eyebrows and wiped the dirt from his cheeks.

"I have a feeling that this is going to get me into some trouble." I huffed before taking the spot next to him on the grass. It didn't take long for me to get lost inside my head with thoughts like 'I wonder what detention is like at a school for wizards? Do they still expel people? Why Is Lavender such a bitch? What kind of a name is Pansy?'

"BOO!" The single word was shouted into my ear causing me to scream and roll away from it's source. I looked back to see Draco rolling around on the ground in a fit of laughter.

"You jerk!" my hands once again started smacking any part of him they could come into contact with.

"Cut it out woman! It was a joke." he managed to grab hold of my wrists and roll me over him so we both were lying on the ground.

"Well it wasn't funny, How are you even awake anyway?"

"Easy my dear, I was faking it to get out of class." I smacked his shoulder hard.

"What's with you being so mean to me today?" I huffed. A look of realization crossed his face as if he remembered something.

"Oh yea I'm mad at you." he rolled over so that his back was to me.

"What? If anyone should be mad here it's me. What could you possibly be mad at me for?" he got up from the ground and place himself back on the rock.

"I saw you this morning with Potter. Holding his hand and leaning into him, it was sickening. So you can stop feeding me that lie about not wanting a relationship." He must have seen Harry comforting me at breakfast.

"Draco he was just trying to comfort me. Ron brought up my father by accident and I was a little upset it's what friends do, it's not like I threw him onto the table and shagged him by the oatmeal." I got up to my feet and made my way over to him "Why were you watching me anyway?" I wiggled my eyebrows.

"No reason." he smiled childishly up at me "It's just that I was thinking of last night. You in your knickers and me looking dashing as ever."

"Could you be anymore conceded?" I chimed in.

"Oh I could my dear but I'm afraid we don't have the time to go over the long list of what makes me so perfect, come along now." he sat up took my hand, and started tugging me towards the castle.

"Um… where exactly are we going? We're supposed to wait here for Blaise." I pulled him back towards the greenhouse.

"Well that was when you thought I was dying, I felt you stroking my cheek by the way probably wishing you would have taken me when you had the chance." I smacked his chest hard before letting him pull me towards the castle again.

"Tell me where we're going." I demanded as we entered the dim hallway.

"The Room Of Requirement of course." He smiled back at me, our hands still locked together.

"I'm not going to have sex with you Malfoy."

"Yea yea, and I'm a poor ginger. You know you need to stop feeding yourself those ridiculous lies, it's not healthy." he laughed but a swift smack to the back ended that.

"I'm being serious. You wouldn't want to have sex with me any way." we were making our way up the empty staircase by then.

"And why is that?"

"Cause I wouldn't be very good at it." I answered honestly, knowing what the next question would be and dreading having to answer it.

"And why exactly wouldn't you be good at it?" he turned around to face me, but we weren't at eye level seeing as he was standing on the step above me.

"Because… It's something that I haven't really practiced much." I tiptoes around the inevitable truth.

"What you haven't done it many times? How many times have you done it then? Four?" I shook my head no. "Three?"

"Nope."

"Two?"

"Nada."

"You've only done it once?" he asked shocked.

"Subtract one from that and you've got it." a nervous smile spread across my face as his eyes widened. I couldn't take his stare any longer so I just walked around him and continued up the staircase.

"Hold on now, you're telling me that you're a virgin?" he jumped in front of me and started walking backwards so we were facing one another.

"That what I told you, now can you please not make a big deal about it." I pleaded.

"Make a big deal? Are you kidding me this is huge! Now we have to do this!" he pointed back an forth rapidly between me and him before I pushed him out of my way and headed towards where the door would soon appear.

"We don't have to do anything. I've been fine without it for 16 years so I think I can wait a bit longer." I explained as I walked back and forth visualizing the room that we were in the night before, although the topic at hand was making it a bit hard to concentrate.

"Spoken like a true virgin Stone." when I turned around to pace in front of the wall for the third time I didn't expect him to be standing right behind me. And I thought it was hard to concentrate before. Imagine being barely and inch apart from his lips. The lips that I had already kiss once. The lips that told me they wanted to kiss me again. My thoughts were interrupted by the pop of the door opening. We both backed away from each other and made our way into the room.

As soon as we were inside I heard a low groan erupt from Draco.

"You tell me you don't want to have sex with me and then you add a bed to the room? You sneaky little virgin you." I followed his line of sight and saw the right next to the wide windows was now a huge white four post bed.

"That wasn't supposed to be there. I was distracted, It wasn't my fault." I whined then made my way to the inviting bed, and threw my body into it. It was the most magical bed I've ever had the pleasure of laying on. I didn't realize how tire I was until I was underneath the soft white blankets. I involuntarily let out a tired moan.

"Don't start without me love." I heard Draco snicker before I felt his weight press down on the other side of the bed.

"Shut up Draco." I rolled over to look at his face. He was already looking at me a small smile playing on his lips. It was the perfect moment. I should have kissed him, I should have wrapped my arms around him, but I didn't because it was my turn to kill a perfect moment. "What are you thinking Draco? Why do you keep pushing this sex thing? I mean what do you think is going to come from it? Why are you acting like you need me so badly?" I cried out in frustration. The look on his face went from perfect to pissed.

"Now lets get one thing straight, I do not need you, I want you, but I don not want or need an actual relationship with you okay. I'm having fun, isn't that what you wanted me to do?" his tone became mean, and it didn't surprise me when his words cut like glass.

"No I said I wanted us to be friends, besides I thought…" what I was going to say next surprised even me. "I thought that you were starting to like me." I managed to choke out. Now it was his turn to say something surprising.

"I am, but that doesn't mean I'm going to change who I am. I don't do relationships, that's just me okay, now come on, we can talk about this some other time. Lets drop it." and so we did.