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Hello everyone :) yeah, i don't know what to write, so just go ahead and start reading ^^'

The Reckless Resumed

"We need to talk." Draco said seriously, as he stood in front of Asteria's table in the common-room. It wasn't actually her table, but it had somehow become known that she would hex anyone who sat at it. She had been quite temperamental lately, Draco thought, as he looked at Asteria's bored face.

"About what? I thought you'd get the message by now." Asteria said mockingly, and Draco scoffed inwardly.

"As much as I would love to speak to you about that, we have more important things to discuss." Draco said, again seriously. Though this time Asteria seemed to catch on to it.

"Alright, talk then." She said and leaned back in her chair, watching him like a hawk. Draco rolled his eyes, and gently, but firmly, pulled her from her seat.

"Not in here." He whispered, in her ear as he led her out into the dark dungeon hall. He could feel the eyes of his house-mates watching them as they left, and he only hoped they didn't get that there was something other then a snogging possibility, on his mind.

"Okay, you've got me alone, now what is it?" Asteria asked, and shook his hand from her arm.

"It's Vega." Draco said, and watched Asteria's face change.

"You said she'd be fine." Asteria said too quickly.

"Well, I was wrong." He said, and he could clearly see the panic in Asteria's eyes now.

"B-but the healers. . ."

"Aren't in control of anything. Her fate has been decided by others."

"Her family, you mean?" Asteria asked bitterly. Draco felt a tint of anger in him.

"I would never have her killed, but it's not up to me." He said angrily.

"Never said it was, but I'm betting it's still your demented aunt who wont accept a suicide attempt." Asteria said, in a low, yet high-pitched voice.

"I don't know who decided it, I just know it was. You should be happy I'm even telling you. They're writing it off on the poison." Draco said, trying not to shout.

"Oh, great, then it'll be my fault." Asteria said in a screeching, broken voice, and stormed back towards the common-room.

Draco sighed heavily and leaned against the wall, running shaking hands through his hair.

Asteria nearly ran through the common-room. She wasn't crying, but she was certain she didn't look calm either. In fact she was sure she looked furious. It was just what she did. When she was hurting she did one out of two things: Drink, or get irrationally furious.

She flung the door to her dormitory open, and slammed it shut. There was no-one in there, it was becoming a habit of hers to have the dorm to herself. She would normally be there with Vega. So now she was alone.

She sat down on her bed and pulled her legs up to rest her head on her knees. It hurt her legs to sit like that for too long so she quickly leaned against the head of the bed instead.

She felt white-hot anger everywhere in her, and she felt like hexing the next person who stepped into the room. If it was Runcorn she just might.

Asteria scoffed and sunk down on the bed. She felt tired for some reason, and her eyelids felt heavy as she blinked. She didn't know how she could be tired, when she was so angry, but she supposed anger was rather exhausting. Vega had all-ways said that strong emotions were hard to handle all at once. It had been one of her smarter sayings. The rest had been limited to rude comments and rolling eyes.

Asteria felt another stab of anger before drifting off to sleep. She would probably never see Vega again.

"Asteria?" Asteria clung onto the comfort of her sleep, as she heard someone cautiously trying to wake her.

"Terri, wake up?"

"Daphne?" Asteria said blurredly, and tried to focus her eyes on her sister's face.

"It's. . time for dinner, aren't you hungry?" even as she was, just woken up, Asteria could tell when her sister was making something up on the spot. She wasn't very good at it.

"No, not really." Asteria murmured, and sat up in her bed. Daphne bit her lip and sat down next to Asteria.

"I-eh, wanted to talk to you." Daphne said, fiddling with a loose string on one of the curtains, around the bed.

"Yeah?" Asteria urged carefully. Daphne hadn't spoken to her or Theo for at least a week, and Asteria didn't want to risk saying something that might get Daphne to retreat.

"Did you really not tell me, to protect me?" Daphne asked, with furrowed brows. Asteria nodded, and Daphne bit her lip again.

"I-I, just didn't know, don't know, what I'm doing any more." Asteria mumbled, and closed her eyes tightly.

She was very surprised when she felt Daphne pull her into a tight hug, and felt her sister shake slightly with her sobs.

"Just, please, trust me. Don't keep these things from me any more." Daphne said shakily, and hugged Asteria tighter. Asteria hesitantly hugged her back, and ran a calming hand over Daphne's hair.

"I wont, I promise." Asteria mumbled, but she meant it. Daphne laughed shakily and let go of Asteria.

"I'm going to go down for dinner. You can join me if you feel like it." Daphne said with a smile, as she wiped the tears from her cheeks and stood up. Asteria simply nodded, and watched Daphne go.

She felt like she should have told Daphne about Vega, but a lump had started to form in her throat, and she just couldn't tell her sister how Vega had gotten the poison in the first place.

"Why is everything my fault?" Asteria asked herself.

"It's not." She whipped her head around to stare at Draco, who was leaning against the door-way.

"Really?" She hissed, and glared at him. He didn't seem bothered though, and walked over to her bed.

"Did Daphne see you?" Asteria asked with another glare. Draco smirked.

"No, disillusionment-charm."

"Hmph, of course, what do you want?" Asteria asked harshly.

"You need to talk to someone, and not blame yourself." Draco said sternly, and earned another glare.

"I don't want to talk to you. And why shouldn't I blame myself, when something is my fault?" Asteria asked, and felt anger begin to resurface.

"It's not. You didn't give her the poison, she took it herself. It had nothing to do with you." Draco said and reached for her hand. Asteria snatched it away before he could reach it.

"Empty words, why are you here?" She hissed.

"You can't do this by yourself, you can't survive this by yourself!"

"I have so far!"

"Because you got lucky!" Draco shouted, and put his hands on the sides of her face.

"You need help, and you need me." Draco whispered against her lips.

"I don't need you, you're wrong." Asteria whispered, and tried to shake her head. Draco smirked.

"You have two people to take care of you, but you need one more, if you want to keep being lucky." Draco pressed his lips firmly against hers and she didn't fight him, like she wanted to.

"Just, let me take care of you." Draco whispered in between kisses.

Asteria wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and pulled him closer to her. She could feel his hands by the top buttons of her shirt, and found her way to the tie around his neck.

He kissed her jaw, as she freed him of his tie and shirt, and as he opened hers he kissed the spaces above each button becoming undone.

Draco stared at the ceiling above Asteria's bed. He hadn't said anything for a good ten minutes, and neither had she. He looked sideways at her. She could have been sleeping had it not been for the mute murmur of her lips.

He looked back at the ceiling. In truth, he hadn't known what to do or expect when he had went to see Asteria. This certainly hadn't been it. He felt a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, but he fought it off, when he felt Asteria's eyes on him. He looked over at her, and raised his eyebrows.

"I don't need you to take care of me." She said blankly, and stood up from the bed, wrapping herself up in a robe, before going for the bathroom. He was pretty sure she also meant leave.

"Oh for fucks sake, mudbloods are filth, muggles are animals, we get it!" Asteria nearly shouted, and everyone in the classroom stared at her open-mouthed. Even Professor Carrow, who was in the middle of her usual rant about mudbloods. The same she used for every class. Asteria was somewhere between drunk and concussed because she'd hit her head on the shower that morning. She'd been drunk when that happened obviously, but she normally wasn't that clumsy when she was drunk. She figured it had something to do with disorientation about waking up drunk.

Asteria's mouth fell open slightly, when it started to sink in exactly what she had done.

"Greengrass, with me. Now!" Carrow said furiously through gritted teeth. Asteria stood up shakily, and followed the short woman out of the class, under complete silence.

When they were out in the hallway, Alecto forcibly grabbed Asteria's arm, and led her towards Snape's office.

"Headmaster!" The woman cried, when they entered his office without knocking. Well Carrow did, Asteria managed to linger in the doorway.

"Professor Carrow, do you not have a class to tend to?" Snape asked coldly with a glance at Asteria.

"The Greengrass." Alecto looked back around to spot Asteria, and pointed a finger at her once she located her. What a dumb cow. Asteria thought drunkenly. "Her, she talked back in class, and given her house it is completely unacceptable." Snape raised and eyebrow mockingly.

"All students talking back in classes are unacceptable, regardless of their house. Are you not able to punish her properly?" Snape asked an insulted Alecto.

"W-well of course, but she, you, I thought it better to let you deal with her. She has been under your inspection for longer then mine, I thought perhaps you would know a better way to discipline her." Asteria rolled her eyes, and Snape looked unimpressed.

"Well, I suppose if my teachers cannot deal with something as simple as rude students, I suppose I will take over." Snape said lazily, and waved a hand to dismiss Alecto. She sent Asteria a glare on her way out, and Snape gestured for Asteria to sit down. She did so carefully. She was very dizzy, and the concussion was beginning to be more then a theory.

"Well, Miss Greengrass. Tell me why I must deal with you today." Snape demanded. Asteria tried to focus on, well, something, but she found it difficult.

"Eh, I might have given the impression that Professor Carrow's teaching is a bit repetitive." Asteria said, with as much of a normal voice as she could. It was still slightly slurred though.

Snape leaned back in his chair, and looked investigating at Asteria.

"Have you been drinking, by any chance, Miss Greengrass?" He asked lazily. When she didn't respond, he waved his wand at her, and Asteria felt the haze of alcohol beginning to disappear.

"Actually I blame it on a concussion." Asteria said, when she felt a pounding headache coming on.

"You'll go to Madam Pomfrey, in a minute. Fifty points will be deducted from Slytherin House, and I will send a letter to your uncle, informing him of your behaviour." Snape drawled.

"that's it?" Asteria asked quietly. Snape merely raised an eyebrow, and opened the door behind her with a flick of his wand.

"I would advice you to exorcise caution Miss Greengrass. Next time I will not be so lenient." Asteria stood, and as she walked for the hospital-wing, she wondered why Snape was being lenient at all.

"Well this is an interesting development." Blaise said with raised eyebrows, when Draco stopped dead in his tracks after spotting Asteria.

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked annoyed, as he watched Asteria in the corner of the common-room.

"What happened with you two?" Daphne asked as she appeared beside Blaise.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean." Draco drawled.

"Really? I think you do." Daphne said angrily.

"Don't mind him, his pride's just been hurt." Blaise said with a smile at Daphne. She didn't respond and simply turned towards Draco.

"What happened?" Draco looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"She wont tell you?" He asked with a smirk.

"I didn't ask her, I'm asking you: What did you do?" Daphne asked rather threateningly.

"Nothing you would consider wrong." Draco drawled bitterly.

"I doubt that." Daphne snorted.

"Well, if you'll excuse me." Draco said, and walked away before Daphne could protest.

"Like I said, hurt pride." Blaise said friendly.

"Don't talk to me." Daphne sneered, and turned to walk away.

"Hey wait a minute." Blaise said and grabbed Daphne's arm.

"What?"

"Why are you so pissed, you broke up with me?" Blaise asked angrily. Daphne raised her brows in mocking surprise.

"Right, and the first thing you do is go off with Davis, like I'm not even important." Daphne said and slapped Blaise's hand away.

"You are, but you just, you broke up with me."

"I'm not, obviously, or you would have waited, or done something to, to get me back instead of just replacing me!" Daphne shouted, and stormed towards her dorm. Leaving Blaise to stare after her, and the rest of the common-room to stare at him.

A/N:

Whaha! here it is.

Okay two quick things:

1. i finally have the same amount of reviews as i have chapters. I know it's a weird thing to want, but me being me, less reviews then chapters makes me frustrated, and doubtful of my skills. so as always: Reviews are incredibly awsome.

2. tiny preview for the next chappie :P train rides, holidays, discoveries and angry teens. Whaha, and i repeat whaha! ^^