* * * part twenty * * *

"You two better get to class. Snape doesn't like tardy students."

Ron and me nodded, grabbed our stuff and ran down the corridor. We ran into Snape's class.

Heads turned and looked up at us. Ron and me froze. We were really late. Class had already started. Snape gave me a looked.

"Weasley and ~~~~ please take your seats. You two will have to make up this class later. For now you will write a three foot essay on why you shouldn't be late to class."

Ron groaned as we sat down and got out parchment. I hissed at him to be quiet. Snape might give us more if he hears him.

I had started my essay when I felt eyes on the back of my head. I looked over my shoulder.

Two rows back, Draco and some boy were whispering and pointing at me. I looked back at my paper.

Why are they pointing? What are they talking about? I tried to put them in the back of my mind but it was still very hard to concentrate. When the bell finally rung, I had only completed two feet of my essay. Ron was finished and had already started his homework.

As I walked to the Great Hall for lunch, I noticed that boy who was whispering with Draco. I saw him for a second, then he disappeared.

What is going on?

* * * part twenty one * * *

I hurried into the Great Hall, pushing my way through the crowd to our table. I sat down and looked behind me. There he was a again and only for a second. Merlin, who is he? And why is he following me?

"Ron, did you see Malfoy talking with a strange boy during Snape‛s class."

Ron shook his head.

"No, why?"

I bite into a ham sandwich.

"Nothing."

"She is very pretty. I‛d hate to waste her."

"O shut up and listen. You got to follow her and find out everything you can about her-"

"Whats there to know? She‛s You-Know-Who‛s daughter."

"Merlin, don‛t interrupt me. Find out what she does, who she hangs out with, places she goes, people she avoids. Anything. Got that."

"Yes sir."

"Good, I‛ll pay you after I get the information I want. Now go."

~~~~ skipped the rest of her classes and went to bed. She had a terrible headache and a feeling that someone was following her. She looked over her shoulder, a lot, to see if she would catch them off guard. The boy with Draco, could he be following me? Why? Draco hates me.

I think.

I said the password to the fat lady and climbed into the common room. No one else was here. Everyone was at classes. I climbed up the tower to the girl‛s dormitory.

I collapsed onto my bed. Man, I hate school. School. Next week is exams and I‛m missing my most important classes. Sc-rew them.

I closed my eyes and soon was fast asleep.

"Whats it doing here?"

"What do you mean? It lies here."

~~~~ drowsy from sleep, opened her eyes. What she saw made her jump. The room was filled, and I mean filled, with house elves. Two were standing by her bed and they jumped when she did.

"What are you doing?" she asked. They looked at each other.

"We are cleaning. That is our job, my lady."

My lady? Weird.

"Um, do you have to do it right now?"

they nodded their heads.

"Dumbledore‛s orders."

Then they went to making the bed, with ~~~~ sitting on top of it.

"Hey!" she yelled and jumped out of bed. The house elves moed out of her way, but continued to clean. What freaks, ~~~~ thought.

They finished making the bed and the other elves as well had finished the other beds, they clicked their fingers and were gone.

Thank goodness for that.

~~~~ sighed and walked into the bathroom to take a hot shower. The water felted great, but she still had a weird feeling. And it was starting to freak her out.

*Draco‛s POV*

After dinner, me and my ‛friend‛ went into my room to talk about ~~~~. He promised me good news.

"So?" I waited for him to fill me in.

"Well, I followed her and watched her eat lunch. She had a ham sandwich, a brownie -"

"I don‛t call what she had for lunch. You better have something good."

"I do. She hangs out with Ron, and HarryandHermione. She skipped all of the classes she had after lunch and fell asleep in her dorm."

"And this is important?"

The boy rolled his eyes.

"I have more."

"Well tell me, Sam."

Sam nodded.

"I know who her mother is."

Draco‛s mouth fell open.

*Normal POV*

"I think your just tired ~~~~," said Hermione, "why would Draco have you followed?"

"I don‛t know. I‛m not in his pervert mind."

Hermione didn‛t even blink when I told her that I thought Draco was having me followed. She probably thought I was crazy.

"Are you even sure?" she asked.

I nodded.

"I saw them during Snape‛s class. They were pointing and whispering."

Hermione wrinkled a brow.

"You mean Draco and Sam? Sam Wink? He‛s a 6th year in 7th year classes."

"What? How could he be? That makes him even smarter then you and you are the top of our class."

Hermione turned red.

"He is really smart and a awesome wizard. He‛s cute too."

I throw a pillow at her.

"Hermione!?!"

"Sorry, but he is cute."

"What about Harry? Your lover?"

Hermione sighed.

"Harry is hot, not cute. Hot is so much better."

*chills down spine*

gross!

I shook my head and lied down on my bed.

Why would Draco have me followed? What does he want? My mind went back to the time when we were cleaning Snape‛s classroom. And that tear Draco had shed when I asked if he liked me. Maybe he still does.

around midnight, I woke up to pains of hunger. I had skipped dinner and now I felt like I was dying. Must have food!

I climbed out of bed, put on a robe and walked down to the common room. There were a couple people up, including Ron. So I walked over.

"What‛s you doing up?" I asked. Ron glanced up from a book he was reading.

"Doing a last minute study for tomorrow. Why are you up?"

I patted my tummy.

"I need food."

"Yeah, I didn‛t see you at dinner. Why didn‛t you come down?"

So I whispered to him about Draco and Sam. Ron then got mad.

"Why won‛t he just leave you alone, for melin‛s sake. Did you tell a teacher about it?"

"No, and I ain‛t going to either."

"Why not."

"Cuz I don‛t want to. I‛m going to find some food."

"I‛ll come with you." said Ron. We then walked out of the Gryffindor common room together.

Professor McGonagall also woke up hunger. She was on her way to the kitchens, when she heard a odd sound. She tip toed down the corridor towards the sound.

The noise was coming form the Great Hall. The door was open. She stopped just outside of it and looked in.