Eyes on Fire
Chapter 25

AuthorQuickNotes: I won't be updatnig for the next three days because I need a big break from my mother, who's driving me crazy. So I'm going three hours away to my dad's house because it's like a vacation there. I swear I'm borderline depressed being around my mother so much! Anywho, I hope you like this chapter. The real fluff and action is coming out. I can't wait for another couple chapters where the Christmas ball is on. Just a foreshadow thought but it's going to be sooo cute! I hope you all like it. I'll like it, for sure so I'm hoping you all like it as well. Enough rambling, yes? Have fun. Review please! Salut!

"I can't believe you got into a fight!" Hermione exclaimed as I sat on the couch, sighing and chewing on the inside of my bottom lip. Harry was to my right and Amy was leaning over the back of the couch, her legs up on the back while her head fell over the cushions. She looked rather bored, talking about this again. I was getting sick of it. I left for a bit to not hear Hermione berating me but the moment I got back, it was on again. "You made her go to St. Mungo's and that means it's serious! What were you thinking?"

"Out of pure instinct, Hermione," I mumbled as Ron grinned.

"I think it's bloody brilliant! Gryffindor one and Slytherin zero!" Ron stated and I chuckled slightly. Harry smiled while shaking his head as Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Of course you would say that, Ronald," Hermione snapped as Ron looked over at her, confused. "Ugh, men." Hermione then got up and walked away just as Lavender Brown, Ron's new girlfriend practically, strolled up with a grin on her face. She looked like a pathetically in love teenager who just discovered she could have a man. I stared over at her, making a face when she squealed low to herself and sat beside Ron.

"Hello my Won-won," she teased, batting her eyelashes. Amy and I looked over at each other and instantly began laughing. Amy had to flip right side up because laughing upside down hurt more. Our giggles made Harry begin to laugh as Ron glared over at us. Lavender just looked confused with her usual smile on her face. "What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing, darling," I said in a fake Texan accent. "Well I better head off to detention since that's all I'm allowed to do. It's not much but it's different scenery!" I smiled and leaned over, kissing Harry's cheek. Instantly, guilt flew up into my stomach and I had to use all my strength not to frown at that moment as I stood, heading away from the group. I turned around, staring at Amy and I laced my hands together, bending at the knees and batting my eyelashes. I lipped Ron's nickname "won-won" and Amy began giggling again, which caused Harry to look over and grin as well. I winked and turned away, walking away just as Lavender and Ron looked over.

I skipped down the stairs, feeling rather giddy at this moment for just getting into trouble the other day. I stopped at the main level and frowned. Why was I so happy heading to detention when I knew Malfoy was there? I got a strange bubbly feeling up my stomach as I slowly began heading toward the dungeons, my mind blanking out as I frowned, chewing on the back of my bottom lip until it went raw and I was facing the classroom door. I sucked in my lips and pushed the door open. Snape was sitting at his desk and he looked over, raising an eyebrow. He didn't say anything as I let the door shut behind me. It was suddenly shoved open and slammed into my back side. I winced and turned around, glaring and my fists clenched.

Malfoy stood in the doorway, stunned slightly as we stared at each other. A fire ignited inside of my system as I stared at him. Snape cleared his throat and we broke out of our slight trance, glaring at each other and heading to each other's seat. Malfoy shoved past me and I glared over at me, cursing under my breath as Snape stared at both of us. He laced his fingers together and stared at both of us, sternly. "It's a sad thought thinking of leaving you two miscreants here by yourselves but I have my runs and the headmaster needs a word. I will return in two hours and if I see a show again, I will be adding another couple weeks of detention just to watch you to squirm," Snape said and his voice sounded so threatening that I frowned, my eyes widening.

Snape moved around his desk and shot us both a look before sliding out. It was instantly quiet when the door snapped shut. I didn't bother saying anything, making any noise, or doing any sudden movements. I didn't want another repeat of that one unfaithful night. I didn't want to be perched up onto Snape's desk top again, practically half naked. I blushed at the thought and put my hand over my forehead, sighing. I heard some movement and looked over to Malfoy had shifted in his chair. If I didn't know any better, I would've thought the silence was killing him as well. It was driving me insane!

I decided to say something but I couldn't think of anything to think of as I glanced over at him. "Malfoy," I began and he looked over at me with those beautiful eyes that could drive me over the edge once more. "The other night was a mistake and it will never happen again. I suggest you forget it if you haven't already," I blurted out, nodding my head to confirm it. Malfoy shrugged.

"Forgotten," he mumbled and I felt very shot in the face at that moment. I was expecting that answer but something buried deep inside was hoping for something else. "I'm sure St. Potty doesn't know, does he?" Malfoy sneered, smirking evilly over at me. I glared over at him. "If only he knew his girlfriend cheated on him with his enemy…" Malfoy chuckled and I rolled my eyes.

"If only your little lackeys knew you "snogged" a Gryffindor," I stated but added, "whatever that means," under my breath. Malfoy glared over at me and I glared back.

"You're so irritating!" Malfoy stated, scowling now. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Well the feelings mutual, buddy," I remarked and Malfoy rolled his eyes, turning back around. I wanted to jump him, but not in the fighting way. I loved arguing with him. It sent my stomach in rolls and it was odd because I've never gotten so excited over arguing with someone. I wondered if he felt anything like that at this moment.

I wanted to do it so badly but I held back as I sat in my seat, my heart pounding at the thoughts of Malfoy raged through my mind. This was going to be the suckiest detention ever…

…"You're both dismissed," Snape stated at the end of detention. I stood and began heading out. I hurried my step a bit and headed down the hallway. I began heading out of the dungeons but I stopped, looking over at Malfoy's retreating back. I bit my lower lip and stared over at the dark hallways. I snuck back down to the dungeons and began following Malfoy, slowly and quietly. He stopped walking and I pushed myself against the wall, biting my lower lip. Malfoy was seriously my obsession and you know what? I didn't care. It wasn't like I loved Harry or anything and we've only been dating for only a week now. It really wasn't anything serious.

He stared up at the portrait for a while as I watched him, sighing slowly and quietly. I really was madly obsessed with Malfoy, especially after the kiss the other night. It was mind-boggling. It was also pathetic. His kisses were what I expected and so much more. They ignited something in me that hasn't been ignited in so long. Malfoy turned around and began heading down the hallway. I sunk harder into the hallway as I watched him as he headed to the exit of the dungeons and looked out; a look of disturbance splashed over his face as he leaned against the wall frame. I watched him, curious now. What was he doing?

Malfoy ran a hand through his hair and stood there for a while. I was so intrigued that I relaxed my stance and the skidding of my blasted shoes echoed in the hallways. Malfoy turned sharply around and I made a face at him. He stared right at me and he looked embarrassed for a moment until he realized where I was standing. I could see the tease and insult in his eyes so I stepped out, crossing my arms and relaxing my stance and making a face. "Go ahead! Make fun of me for staying in this stupid hallway," I snapped and Malfoy stopped walking. He was way too far away for his own good. It was a good idea though, staying that far away from me.

"You want me to insult you?" he asked, humor showing on his face. I shrugged, egging him on. "Alright fine, Williams. You're the most disgusting little blood traitor and the fact that you're a Gryffindor just makes you even more revolting," he hissed, a smirk playing on his lips. He was different at this moment. He almost came off bipolar.

"Oh yeah? Why'd you kiss me back then, Malfoy?" I asked, actually curious. I could tell he wasn't expecting that as he stared at me. I stared back, waiting for my answer. I even tapped my foot a couple times as he looked away, not answering me. I chuckled. "Figures," I whispered, going to head out of the hallway but when I walked past him, his hand grabbed my wrist and he spun me so my back slammed against the concrete wall. Instantly, my hands were around his neck as I pulled myself higher up. I ground against him, the fiery passion he always gave me sparking up once more.

I swore I felt a bit lightheaded as our lips mashed together. His hands raced up my sides as he pushed me harder into the wall, causing my head to hit it lightly. I winced but pushed it aside as I pushed my body off the wall so we toppled over to the opposite wall. I pinned him against it and bit his lower lip, pretty hard. Blood trickled down his lip and he quickly sucked it before slamming his lips against mine. His hands traced up my legs and he lifted me up, setting me on his hips as he flipped us around and pushed me against the wall once more. I weaved my fingers through his hair and tugged, pulling his head back and instantly latching my lips to his neck.

"Bloody hell," he stated, pulling away just as I was about to leave a hickey. He let me slip to my feet as I stared at him, understanding. "We can't do this," he whispered, glaring at me and putting his hands on either side of my head. "This would never work. You may be pureblood but we're from too different worlds. There's not a single way this could work out." At that moment, I shoved him away. He stumbled but his face never broke as he watched me straighten up my outfit.

"If that's what you think, Malfoy then fine," I stated, simply and easily. I smiled at him and sighed. "You have to remember I'm not implying I want a relationship with you or that we get married tomorrow by doing this with you. Hell no! You can keep telling yourself it wouldn't work but it's not like anyone would know what we're doing. I'm good at sneaking around," I stated, rather maturely if I can say myself. Malfoy stared at me blankly. He was probably contemplating that. I couldn't believe I said all that. I had to break it off with Harry, tonight! This was wrong! But only if Malfoy implies that we continue.

I pivoted and began heading out. "Goodnight, Malfoy," I stated, sighing and heading to the exit.

"See you tomorrow night," Malfoy stated. I stopped walking and looked over at him to see him smirking before he pocketed his hands and turned to walk away. I smiled and headed out of the dungeons. I began hurrying upstairs, my stomach doing flips and kart wheels the entire way as I moved up the stairs. I couldn't believe that just happened. I knew I'd wake up from that fantasy. There was no way that heartless asshole just agreed to making out with a Gryffindor. There was no way. Hermione, Ron, and Harry always implied he despised Gryffindor and was an evil bastard. How come I couldn't see that? I just saw a wandering man who needs a shove in the right direction.

I spun in a small circle, excited I could have a little fun here at Hogwarts now. I loved sneaking around with bad boys. They were my favorite. I know I sound like an obsessed little school girl but I kind of was and I wasn't afraid to admit it. As I gave the password to the portrait, I smiled and put my hands behind my head. I sighed, dreamily, and absentmindedly began heading upstairs. "Jenn?" a voice called out. I spun around, smiling and my smile faltered a bit when I saw Harry. He looked concerned as he stared at me. He stood and began heading toward me. "You're scaring me. You look so happy and you just finished detention," Harry commented, smiling. I smiled back.

"I just got…revenge basically," I answered. "I'm beat tired though, ok, Harry? I'll see you in the morning, ok? And we need to talk…" I cupped his face, almost regretfully, and headed upstairs leaving him confused and probably scared. I sauntered into the dorm room and headed to my bed. I saw a letter sitting on the pillow and grabbed it as I changed into pajamas. A few girls were still up but I could hear Amy snoring, rather loudly at that. Hermione's bed was empty so I figured she was downstairs. I didn't know that many other girls here so I didn't bother as I closed the curtains around my bed and ripped the letter open.

It was from Nicholas!

Jennifer

I can't say I understand what you're going through because I've never been there but I think you should do what your heart is telling you to. You sound like you really like this man number two a lot so if you want my advice, go with him. It only sounds like you're infatuated with the idea of being with man number one. I wish I had names because writing that crap takes forever, Jenn. I'm just glad you haven't gotten into serious trouble yet. I'd have to floo to this Hogwarts and get you out of trouble. I was always your wingman, remember?

Do you remember the times when I busted you out of detention, without the teacher even knowing? Oh, do you remember that one time when you got yourself stuck in a prank so I had to dive in after you? That was our second year! Man I miss you so much. No one is like my wing man. I can trust them but not as much as I can trust you, Jenn. You've always been there for me and it sucks that I can't help you out personally this time with this problem. It sounds conflicting and I bet you could use a wingman so you could sneak out at night. Like that one time with Vince. That was crazy. I don't think Elizabeth will ever speak to you civilly again, to by honest.

Anyways, I'm rambling and reminiscing. I'm sure you have better things to do, like this man number two. I hope you can solve your conflict.

Nicholas xoxo

I smiled at the letter and folded it up, putting in the back of my mind to write him back. He would like to hear this. He loves gossip and loves talking about people behind their backs. I never cared if he did it about me, which he swears he never did, because he was a loyal friend if I needed help. A tear found its way to the corner of my eye and I quickly wiped it away as I flicked the light off and huddled under the covers. I sighed and thought about the night's extravaganzas. They seemed surreal but I guess I'll learn they're true tomorrow night…