"Oh bugger... he is as clever as Hermione" you muttered to yourself miserably.
"You cannot be serious Professor! It is bad enough being stuck with her for two hours" she said pointing and looking at you with disgust on her face, "But cleaning up that filth, this is an outrage! Why don't you get the damn house elves to do it, huh?" she asked angrily.
"Because their sole purpose on this earth is not to wait on wizards hand and foot" you snapped at her. You hated the way pureblood wizards as well as just regular wizarding families treated house elves. Although you weren't as radical as Hermione; you did think they deserved much more respect than they received from their masters.
"Shut up Darcy, some of us aren't accustomed to doing tedious muggle chores. Some of us here are real wizards" Pansy hissed back in response.
"Oh and I suppose by some of us, you mean you right? You know, I would really like to know what defines a real wizard in your book Parkinson. Because if it is being a stuck up, arrogant little bitch who wouldn't know compassion or kindness if it came up and bit her in the arse than you exceed the qualifications" you quipped.
You and Pansy argued like this for nearly ten minutes and to both of your surprise Professor Snape did not even try to stop you. He just sat back in his desk chair and watched the two of you go at each other's throats with an expression of pure amusement on his face.
"Alright settle down both of you" he finally snapped when he had received an adequate amount of entertainment for the day. You and Pansy both instantaneously fell silent at his words, but you continued to glare at each other mercilessly. "You will be cleaning my classroom in the muggle fashion" he said pulling out two buckets full of soapy water, some rags, and two mops, "I will be back in two hours time to release you. I expect at least half of this classroom to be spotless by the time I come back, I also expect that you two won't kill each other while I am absent" he said giving you both warning glances.
"I wouldn't count on that one mate" you chuckled sardonically under your breath.
"Also if you do magic, I will know. I have my ways" he warned. "Anyways... I suppose that is all. Behave yourselves and get the work done or you will find yourselves coming back here next Saturday to alphabetize my potions" he advised before walking out of the office.
You picked up a bucket and mop before continuing to walk over into the Potions classroom; Pansy followed closely behind looking nothing short of pissed. You had cleaned the muggle way before when you lived at the Darcy's, that is how they enjoyed punishing you when you did something wrong... like that time you almost blew up the kitchen. So you just took the mop and dipped in the water and started to clean the disgusting muck and grime, which you had helped create.
"You are pretty talented at cleaning the muggle way there Darcy" Pansy sneered when she noticed you had already cleaned nearly a third of the classroom.
"Yup, looks like it" you muttered back, not in the mood to chat.
"I suppose it is, because you lived with those stupid Scottish mudbloods for so long, huh? Did they actually teach you how to clean the muggle way? No better than muggles they were, but thankfully now they are dead, right Darcy?" Pansy asked in a mock cheerful voice.
"How the hell- Did you just bloody say that?" you snapped back feeling the anger inside you begin to boil. She had just insulted the people who had become like parents to you. She said they deserved death; they had never deserved death... They were beautiful people, if anyone deserved it; it was people like Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange.
"You heard me right Darcy" she replied with a smirk, looking pleased that what she said had gotten to you.
"The Darcys did not deserve death, it is people like Voldemort-" Pansy's eyes flashed with anger when you said his real name, "-and his Death Eaters who deserve it! Are you a little Death Eater now my dear? Is that how you know all about my parents? Is it?" you hissed venomously.
Pansy did not respond to your question, instead she lifted one of her robe sleeves to reveal the Dark Mark tattooed on her arm. You were slightly taken aback for a second, but when you thought about it, it did make sense. Dumbledore had been recruiting older students for the Order already, why wouldn't Voldemort be doing the same? You wondered how many other Slytherins had the Dark Mark hidden under the robe sleeves. You wondered how many students knew about your parents and about you being on Voldemort's most wanted list. You also wondered how many of them he had plotting against you.
It took seeing the Mark on Pansy's arm for you to realize that you were not as safe as you thought that you were at Hogwarts. There were young Death Eaters in training walking around every corner, watching your every move. There was only so much that Dumbledore could do to protect you.
"What? You think you intimidate me, because you have a silly tattoo on your forearm?" you scoffed.
"The Dark Mark is not something to be taken lightly Darcy, it is only given to those who meet the Dark Lord's standards" Pansy countered.
"And his standards are what exactly? As long as you are a pureblood and don't mind killing innocent people for a living?" you hissed in reply.
"They are not innocent! They are filthy! They are filthy, dirty mudbloods who deserve to die!" she yelled back her face reddening with anger.
"That is bullshit! And you know what; you can tell your stupid master to kiss my ass! I know he wants to kill me, but it ain't going to happen. He will fall in the end Parkinson and you'll be thrown into Azkaban prison for the rest of your bloody life! Does that sound like fun to you?" you screamed back.
At your words a look of malice and downright hatred spread across her face and her cold gray eyes narrowed into two slits. The next second happened so fast that you never had time to react... She pulled her wand out of her cloak pocket, pointed it at you, and screamed a spell you have never heard before at the top of her lungs and slashed her wand like a sword. A dark purple colored jet of light shot straight at you and hit you in the stomach. For a moment it felt like all the life had been sucked out of you, like you were just a soulless body. But then a stringing pain began to shoot through you stomach like someone had slashed it open. Your surroundings became less and less clear and before you knew it, you had passed out on to the ground...
Voices... so many voices that you could not recognize all rang through your head from the darkness that was all you could see. They were all telling you to do something different, all pressuring you to make a decision..."Anna... Anna remember what you promised" a voice called, "Remember what you are here to do, remember who you are loyal too" it urged on."Give the wand to him girl or you know what will happen. Everything you ever wanted completely gone with just a flick of my wrist and you know I will do it" another voice threatened drowning out the first, whose voice had become a mere whimper. " "
Your head was pounding painfully as you forced your eyelids open. You looked around the room to figure out where you were. At the sight of the clean white walls, line of beds with curtains, and Madame Pomfrey fiddling with something at her desk, you knew you were in the Hospital Wing.
You looked around more and noticed a sleeping figure in the chair beside you. Draco was curled up in the chair with a thin woolen blanket wrapped around him. He was very pale and there were shadows under his eyes from obvious lack of sleep.
"Draco..." you whispered reaching over and touching him gently on the cheek. He stirred immediately and opened his eyelids to reveal his amazing ice blue eyes. They were so cold, yet so warm and full of passion at the exact same time. Maybe that was what was so entrancing about them.
"You- you are awake!" he exclaimed jumping up from the chair and wrapping his arms tightly around your petite frame. "I have been waiting for so long, thank Merlin" he said kissing you on the forehead.
"Yes thank Merlin!" Madame Pomfrey exclaimed bustling over to you with a vial full of some blue liquid in her hand, she looked thrilled to see you awake.
"Two weeks now darling, we are already in Christmas break" Madame Pomfrey answered, "You were hit with a Dark Spell that You-Know-Who has recently developed according to Dumbledore. It is called the 'Dark Blade' and I am afraid it left a bit of a mark my dear" she said pointing to your stomach. You lifted up your shirt to see what she was talking about and gasped when you saw it. A long dark purple and black scar ran across your abdomen. It looked very much like you had been slashed there with a sword. "It won't go away I am afraid" Madame Pomfrey said apologetically.
You nodded not really sure what to say just yet; you stared at the scar for a moments before speaking again. "When may I leave?" you asked politely.
"Whenever you wish my dear" Madame Pomfrey replied with a smile.
"Thank you, for taking care of me and everything" you said getting up from the bed. You noticed you were dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt.
"Of course dear, anytime" she replied as you and Draco excited the room.
"Okay first of all let me do this..." Draco said as you entered the hallway. In one swift movement he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and pulled your body up against his catching you off guard. A strange yet wonderful sensation like your stomach was doing gymnastics came over you as you stood there with your hips pressed up against his and your hands resting on his strong, toned chest and shoulders. You stared straight up into his enchanting eyes of ice slightly covered by his long platinum blonde hair and it was then you realized you could never love someone more than you loved this man in front of you, Draco Malfoy.
He lowered his face, so his soft, kissable lips were just mere centimeters away from yours. You could feel his warm breath hitting your lips and you longed to kiss him so badly and you could see it in his eyes he wanted you too. He finally lowered his lips down on to yours in one of the most passionate, hungry kisses you had ever experienced with him. One of his hands was gripped tightly around your waist as if he would never ever let you go again. His other hand cupped your cheek and was trembling slightly with excitement, while you ran your fingers through his hair. You felt his tongue enter and explore your mouth and you loved the feeling. He pressed you up against the wall with his body against yours and you couldn't help but moan a little with pleasure... he just tasted so damn good.
"Wow you really must have missed me" you whispered breathlessly when you two finally released, both realizing you were still in school.
"You have no idea" he chuckled kissing you lightly on the forehead. "Anyways... second of all I need to fill you in on everything that has happened over these past two weeks. It's been pretty eventful around here" he said and you felt your curiosity rising, but you knew you need to change and shower before you did anything else.
"Want to go for a walk after I get changed and showered then?" you asked.
"Yeah, sounds great" he replied a beaming smile still on his face. You couldn't help, but smile too. It felt nice to know he had missed you so much.