Chapter 10
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, it all belongs to JK Rowling. I'm merely an obsessed fan with ideas stuck in my head.
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Her emerald eyes met his icy eyes before Draco leaned forward for another kiss. His lips captured hers causing her to practically melt into him. Leila could hardly believe what she had agreed to do, but for the moment this felt right. All those years of built-up frustration between them seemed to lessen with each kiss, all the while remaining just as addictive. She wasn't exactly sure what they were; but whatever it was, it was only for the two of them to know. Honestly, she didn't mind because either way she was in a bind. Harry and Ron would never accept them, because they both hated Draco. Daphne, on the other hand she would never hear an end on the situation. Her best friend had only been making references to her and Draco since first year. When they finally broke apart both teenagers were breathing heavily. Leila looked to Draco who was leaning against the wall in front of here and chuckled.
"What?" Draco questioned.
"So that's what snogging you is like," Leila whispered.
"Don't pretend you didn't enjoy it," Draco said.
"Those words never passed my lips," Leila smirked.
"I have a better idea for your lips," Draco said huskily.
Draco reached forward and drew Leila toward him. When she was pressed up against his body he leaned in and kissed her again. Leila smiled as his lips met hers. Never in her life would she have imagined being so excited to kiss Draco Malfoy.
"Merlin, you have no idea how long I've wanted this," Draco mumbled between kisses.
"I think I do," Leila chuckled.
After a few more heated kisses the couple parted ways for the night. Leila walked back to the common room alone while Draco attended to some "business" as he called it. Her head was once more swimming with thoughts of Draco as she walked down the corridors. How did this happen? She had put so much effort into staying away from him and this year it was her who couldn't stay away. She was glad that he had only been putting up a front of hating her because she had no idea what she would have done if he hadn't reciprocated the feelings. When Leila finally reached the Slytherin common room, she found it empty and walked to her dormitory with a smile spread across her face where she was immediately bombarded by Daphne.
"Leila Potter, who is he?" Daphne questioned.
"What makes you say that?" Leila choked out.
"I don't remember the last time I saw you smile so much which leads me to conclude you were snogging someone. So spit it out, who is he?" Daphne furthered.
"Who says I snogged someone?" Leila squeaked.
"It's clearly written all over your face. I would know, I am your best friend after all," Daphne said.
"Honestly, it's nothing," Leila pleaded.
"Leila," Daphne groaned.
"Daphne, leave the poor girl alone," Flora Carrow sad.
Daphne rolled her eyes before mouthing the word "later" to Leila. Leila shook her head at her best friend and then walked over to her side of the dormitory. She quickly changed into some more comfortable clothes of a t-shirt and sweatpants before she hopped onto her bed. On her bedside table lay her Herbology book which she grabbed and opened to read. Just as she got comfortable Pansy came in the room from the bathroom dressed in her Slytherin green bathrobe.
"Potter, where's Draco?" Pansy asked with her hands on her hips.
"Dunno, I'm not his keeper," Leila shrugged.
"Well, you were the last one to see him," Pansy argued.
"We finished our rounds and I came back here. That's all I know," Leila said.
"Did you see where he went?" Pansy asked.
"Yeah, he was off snogging some girl in an abandoned corridor," Leila quipped.
Pansy huffed and stomped back into the bathroom with Tracey and Millicent quickly following. Leila bit her lip in frustration because she had practically told Pansy what Draco had been doing. Only she had conveniently forgotten to mention that she was that girl in the abandoned corridor. Daphne jumped onto Leila's bed and sighed as she looked at her friend.
"Do you always need to rile her up?" Daphne asked.
"She should know better than to ask me stupid questions like that. Honestly, as if I keep tabs on Malfoy," Leila groaned.
"A simple no would have sufficed," Daphne said.
"But annoying her much more fun. Besides, she's too clingy for not being together," Leila said.
"How do you know they're not together?" Daphne asked.
"I—erm, well the affection is clearly a one way thing," Leila fumbled for words.
"Draco's never been overly affectionate," Daphne commented.
Leila coughed at Daphne's comment. Draco had been more than affectionate during their recent encounter. Daphne looked at Leila curiously.
"Sorry, I think I'm coming down with something. You know that those two and affection makes me sick," Leila covered.
"Funny, real funny," Daphne laughed.
Daphne playfully shoved Leila before standing up. She began walking over to her side of the room, but stopped at Leila's desk and groaned in frustration. She picked up Leila's essay and walked back over to Leila's bed.
"What's this?" Daphne questioned..
"Our Herbology essay that's due tomorrow," Leila commented.
"Do you mind if I borrow this?" Daphne asked.
"Fine, but I don't want any lipstick smeared over it this time," Leila smirked.
"It was one time that I fell asleep on your Transfiguration essay fourth year…" Daphne argued.
"I was so embarrassed because McGonagall demanded to know how it got there," Leila groaned.
"I forgot about that; what was your excuse again?" Daphne asked.
"You don't remember? You're the one that made it up!" Leila hissed.
"Remind me, Daphne smirked.
"You told McGonagall that I fell asleep on it, dreaming of Diggory," Leila said.
"Haha, oh yeah, that was great," Daphne said.
"No it wasn't! The entire school was convinced that I was madly in love with him. I'm pretty sure you coined the phrase 'Dreaming of Diggory!'" Leila said.
"You were pretty infatuated," Daphne smirked.
"Oh, go do your essay," Leila rolled her eyes.
Daphne walked to her own desk and pulled out some parchment to begin her essay.
"And no copying mine!" Leila hissed.
Leila sighed and leaned back onto her bed as Daphne waved her off and walked to go work on the essay in the quiet of the common room. Her thoughts instantly turned to Cedric Diggory. She missed that boy so much. He had always been there for her, not to mention that he was her first crush. But everything with Cedric was in the past and she couldn't change what had happened. For now, she had Draco, kind of. She really should have made sure to clarify what their relationship status was with Draco before walking away from him, but she was so intoxicated by his kisses that her brain didn't seem to function properly. Her eyelids began to flutter and before long they closed so that she was fast asleep.
The next morning Leila awoke to find Daphne sleeping on her desk. She walked over to where Daphne lay sleeping to find a small puddle of drool on her Herbology essay. Leila reached her hand hesitantly for the parchment and slipped it out from underneath Daphne's arm. With her shirt, she attempted to wipe away the drool from her parchment.
"Disgusting," Leila muttered.
"What? What did I miss?" Daphne asked as she bolted upright awake.
"You drooled on my homework," Leila groaned.
"I didn't mean to," Daphne pleaded.
"It's still disgusting," Leila said.
The girls quickly dressed for the day and headed for breakfast. Leila ate a bowl of Pixie Puffs before heading to Charms class with Daphne. Once in the classroom, they took their seats on the elevated second level of desks. Right before class was due to begin, Leila pulled out her Charms book as Draco swaggered into the classroom. His eyes locked with hers and Leila tried her best not to blush from his intense gaze. She could already feel her cheeks begin to flame, so she buried her face in her Charms book in an attempt to shield herself from anyone noticing her blush from Draco's gaze. When Leila finally looked back up, she found Draco seated beside Goyle right in front of her. Harry, who sat on the other side of the classroom next to Ron and Hermione, glared in their direction. Leila wondered why exactly her brother was watching. Had he noticed something?
"Potter, tell Scarhead not to stare at us, it's rude," Draco drawled.
"What?" Leila asked as she was caught off-guard
"You heard me," Draco sneered.
Leila fumbled for words, but Draco turned around and winked for only her to see. She exhaled a sigh of relief before chuckling under her breath. For a moment, she had forgotten that to everyone else nothing between them had changed. No one knew that there was something more going on between them. This meant that in public they still had to argue, fight, and pretend to be at each other's throats. A smile slowly spread across her face at the prospects of making some fun with the public show. When class finally ended, Leila slowly followed after Draco before she purposely ran into him.
"Game on, Malfoy," Leila whispered.
For a split-second she could have sworn she saw him smile, but it quickly turned into a scowl.
"I said stay away from me, Potter," Draco hissed.
Leila smirked at Draco before turning away from him with a flip of her hair. She chuckled slightly as she walked out of the classroom, but once she was out the door she found Harry waiting for her. Harry was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed across his chest.
"Aw, it's really sweet of you to wait for me big brother," Leila teased.
"We need to talk," Harry said gruffly.
"I take it that you're going to walk me to Transfiguration. You really are such a lovely brother," Leila said.
"Stop with the sarcasm, what I want to know is what's going on with you and Malfoy?" Harry questioned.
"What?" Leila spluttered.
"I was watching him on the Marauders Map last night and I happened to see that you were with him for most of the night," Harry said.
"What were you doing watching me?" Leila hissed.
"I told you I was watching him. So are you going to explain or not?" Harry asked.
"Number one, Harry, we had Snape's detention last night. Number two, we had prefect duties after our detention. And number three, you told me to keep an eye on him," Leila explained.
"I didn't mean you had to be that close to him," Harry grumbled.
"Well, if he's with me then he's not elsewhere now is he? I'm doing this for you, Harry," Leila responded.
"Just be careful. I don't trust him," Harry said.
"I'm pretty sure that's been evident since our first ride on the Hogwarts Express," Leila muttered.
Angrily, she walked away from her brother. There was absolutely no way Harry could ever accept whatever was going on between her and Draco. He was ready to jump down her throat for spending too much time with him because of detention and prefect duties. Leila quickly walked into the Transfiguration classroom as Professor McGonagall was erasing the blackboard from the previous class period. She looked around the room to find an empty seat next to Ron, so she slid into the desk beside him. Moments later, Harry walked past and ignored both her and Ron by sitting in front of them next to Hermione.
"What's with Harry?" Ron asked.
"He's still pestering me about Malfoy," Leila said.
"Malfoy's a git. I don't think there's much more to it than that," Ron shrugged.
"He really should listen to you," Leila mumbled.
Leila didn't catch Ron's response because she was distracted by a tap on the shoulder. She slowly turned around to find Lavender Brown sitting with Pavarti Patil. Lavender smiled at her with a sickeningly fake sweet smile on her face.
"Excuse me, Leila, would you mind switching seats with me?" Lavender asked.
"Why?" Leila questioned.
"It's hard to see the board from back here," Lavender said.
"If I recall correctly, you sat there last time," Leila responded.
"You must be mistaken," Lavender chuckled.
"Find someone else to switch with. If you really can't see, I'm sure Granger would switch with you," Leila said.
"Leila, please," Lavender begged.
"I was here first. Honestly, it's not like sitting next to Ron is much better…of a view," Leila finished slowly.
She then looked at Lavender oddly. Lavender was practically begging her to switch seats so she could sit beside Ron. Did Lavender have a thing for Ron? Why else would Lavender be trying to switch seats with her?
"I'm not moving. Better luck next time, Brown," Leila smirked.
Lavender sneered at Leila. To which Leila responded by shrugging her shoulders. If Lavender really wanted to sit next to Ron she should have gotten to Transfiguration faster, problem solved. While she was still turned around, she spotted Draco sitting with Blaise Zabini. Draco and Leila's gazes met, but the moment was too good to last because Ron interrupted her.
"Leila," Ron whispered.
With a blush beginning to creep onto her cheeks, Leila quickly turned to face the front of the classroom. Ron watched her until she responded.
"What?" Leila asked.
"I was wondering if you had an extra quill," Ron said.
"Really? You interrupted me for that? Where are yours?" Leila asked.
"Left them in my room," Ron explained.
"Were you taking notes in Charms?" Leila asked.
"Do I ever?" Ron asked.
"No, that's right, you copy Granger's," Leila muttered.
Leila pulled her book bag onto the desk and dug to the bottom of the bag to find an extra quill for Ron. She pulled one out and handed it to her friend. He smiled and nodded his head in thanks before dipping the quill in the inkwell and placing it on some parchment. Leila opened her Transfiguration book before she turned once more to Ron.
"Wait a minute; you're going to take notes on Transfiguration?" Leila asked.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Ron mumbled.
Leila rolled her eyes and focused her attention to Professor McGonagall who was beginning to lecture. Today's lecture was on Self-Transfiguration. As McGonagall explained, they would begin to learn how do to so soon, but for now lectures were necessary. Leila wondered how necessary these lecture were considering the Marauders were illegal Animagi by the end of their fifth year. She knew that her dad, Sirius, and Remus were all very talented wizards, but Pettigrew had never been labeled as such and he had somehow mastered it. Leila yawned which caused Ron to chuckle.
"Busy night?" Ron joked.
"No," Leila snapped.
"Merlin, I was only joking," Ron said.
"You should know better than to talk to me like that when I'm lacking sleep," Leila grumbled.
"You can be quite scary. Remember third year…" Ron began.
"No, don't remind me," Leila groaned.
"Miss Potter, Mister Weasley, do you have something you wish to share with the class?" Professor McGonagall asked sternly.
"No, ma'am," Leila said.
"Then I suggest you both pay better attention," Professor McGonagall said.
Leila attempted to not burst out laughing, as did Ron. She looked over to Ron to find him smiling uncontrollably, which almost made her start to laugh all over again. For the rest of the entire class she couldn't look over to Ron otherwise she might actually begin to laugh. When class was over, Lavender immediately commanded Ron's attention and Harry walked out with Hermione. Leila watched Draco walk out of the classroom and followed him. She knew that he had a break in his class schedule just as she did. After following him down a few corridors, Leila lost sight of him. She released a sigh and decided to head to the Slytherin common room.
"Following me?" a familiar voice drawled.
Startled, Leila instantly jumped and turned around to find Draco leaning against the wall behind her. She took a deep breath before looking at him and smiling. He had known that she was following him.
"Depends on where you were going," Leila said calmly.
"Nowhere really," Draco shrugged.
"So then, what are you doing?" Leila asked.
"What are you doing?" Draco smirked.
A blush creeped-up onto Leila's cheeks as she took a few steps closer to Draco. She placed her hand on his arm as he casually watched her, smiling.
"What's with you?" Leila asked.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Draco asked.
"You don't really smile," Leila said.
"I smile all the time," Draco responded.
"No you don't. You smirk, that's not smiling," Leila chuckled.
Next thing she knew, Draco grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall. He checked the corridors to make sure no one else was around. Then, he pressed his lips on hers, an action Leila couldn't help but respond to. Her whole world seemed to be swimming before her with every kiss. She didn't want it to end because for some reason unknown to her, everything felt right. Leila's arms wrapped around Draco's forearms as she attempted to brace herself. He gasped slightly and broke the kiss as he eyed her suspiciously. Leila looked at Draco innocently.
"What?" Leila questioned.
Draco looked into her eyes searching. Searching, for something Leila wasn't exactly sure; but whatever he found in her eyes contented him.
"Nothing," Draco sighed.
Leila smiled and snaked her arms around Draco's neck as she went in for another kiss. He eagerly responded. When they broke apart for some air Leila placed her hand on his cheek. She needed to figure out what exactly this was between them.
"Draco, I—I…" Leila began.
"Leila, can we finish this up later. I have some things I need to do," Draco said.
"What do you have to do?" Leila asked.
"Things, so later then?" Draco questioned.
"Erm—yeah, I suppose so," Leila said confusedly.
Draco placed a kiss on her cheek before he walked away. Leila stood against the wall watching him walk away while wondering what had just happened. That always seemed to happen every time she kissed him, she was left somewhat confused. She sighed and headed for the Slytherin common room. When she got there, she found Crabbe and Goyle napping on the couches while Zabini lounged in an arm chair. What was so important that Draco would leave behind his cronies? She could practically hear Harry hissing, "He's a Death Eater, Leila," in her head; but she didn't want to believe it. She refused to believe it. When she shook herself out of her reverie, she found her fists to be clenched. So, she shook her head, took a deep breath, and sat down on another arm chair.
"Potter, I have a proposition for you," Blaise smirked.
"What do you want, Zabini?" Leila asked.
"You and me, Hogsmeade," Blaise said.
"The Hogsmeade weekend isn't until next month," Leila scoffed.
"I know that. I just figured I'd ask sooner rather than later," Blaise responded.
"I'm going to have to decline," Leila said.
"Do you already have a date to Hogsmeade?" Blaise questioned.
"Sure," Leila replied.
"Who're you going with?" Blaise asked.
"Anyone but you," Leila smiled.
Leila's response brought out a laugh from Crabbe and Goyle on the couch. Chuckling was also heard from someone behind the chair where Leila was seated. Leila turned around to find Theodore Nott standing behind her. He smiled at Leila before walking over to the couch to knock Goyle's feet off the couch so that he had a place to sit.
"How lovely of you to join us, Nott," Blaise said sarcastically.
Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
"I couldn't pass up such an opportunity, especially with Leila here," Theo smirked.
"Of course you couldn't," Blaise commented.
Blaise looked to Leila as if he knew something she didn't. Leila blushed slightly, but whatever Zabini was thinking wasn't going to happen. Even though she couldn't tell anyone about it, she and Draco were something and she wasn't going to crawl back to Nott.
"So where's Malfoy?" Blaise asked.
"Why would I know?" Leila blushed.
"I was talking to Crabbe and Goyle," Blaise drawled.
"Yeah, I suppose you're not stupid enough to ask me," Leila smirked.
"I wouldn't count on that," Theo joked.
"You'd better watch yourself, Nott," Blaise sneered.
"Oh bugger off, Zabini. I was only joking," Theo snarled.
"You boys have fun with whatever this is. I'm going to the Great Hall for some lunch," Leila said.
Leila stood up and left for the Great Hall, while Theo followed her out. She chatted lightly with Theo on the way to the Great Hall. When they arrived to the Great Hall, they walked over to the Slytherin table and sat next to Daphne and Hestia. Once they were seated, Daphne commanded Theo's attention. Leila was glad for this, because it allowed her to survey the Great Hall to watch for Draco to show up, but he never came. She wondered what he could be doing when Zabini, Goyle, and Crabbe joined them at the table. There must be some reason for his absence, so she then left the Great Hall, not even noticing Harry following after her.
"Leila," Harry shouted.
She stopped where she was and rolled her eyes before turning around. Harry was walking quickly behind her. She waited for him to catch-up to her before she spoke to him.
"What do you want Harry?" Leila asked.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked.
"Why? Do you want to accuse me of something else now?" Leila hissed.
"No," Harry responded.
"Then what do you want?" Leila questioned.
"I erm, well, I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I didn't mean to accuse you of anything by saying you're with Malfoy," Harry said.
"Let me guess, you told Granger and she told you that you were being an arse," Leila said.
"For the most part," Harry said sheepishly.
"Well, as much as I don't like her, she's right. You were a complete arse to me," Leila responded.
"I'm sorry," Harry muttered.
"I forgive you; but next time, just ask me before you start accusing me," Leila said.
"I suppose you're right…" Harry began.
"Leila!" Theo shouted.
Leila looked down the hallway to find Theo walking closer to her and Harry. She groaned. Why couldn't he just stay where he was?
"What does he want?" Harry asked through gritted teeth.
"No idea, but remember don't start accusing me of things," Leila said.
"Potter," Theo said with no emotion.
"Nott," Harry answered.
"I was wondering if I could talk to Leila, alone," Theo said.
"About?" Harry asked.
"That would be for Leila to know," Theo answered.
"Harry, I can handle this. Theo, why don't we talk while we walk to Herbology," Leila said.
Harry didn't look happy, but he didn't follow Leila and Theo as they began their walk to the greenhouses.
"Next time you want to talk, try not to make my brother so upset in the process," Leila said.
"It's nothing personal. Well, I suppose it is…" Theo began.
"Theo, what did you want?" Leila asked.
"Nothing, I just wanted to see what your brother would do. He doesn't like me much, does he?" Theo chuckled.
"You're terrible," Leila said gently smacking Theo in the arm.
Theo and Leila continued to the greenhouses. Once they walked into the greenhouse the sixth years were working in, Leila instantly spotted Draco. He narrowed his eyes when he saw Theo walk into the greenhouse with her. She hoped that he wouldn't be too mad at her. He should know that Theo meant nothing to her. Theo ushered her to a table in the greenhouse, but she reluctantly followed. Luckily, once Professor Sprout started class she divided the class into pairs she had chosen. Theo was paired with Hannah Abbott while Leila was paired with Neville Longbottom. Herbology was the only class Leila was grateful to be paired with Neville. His knowledge on plants was probably the most extensive in their year. Leila smiled as she walked over to the place where Neville was standing.
"Looks like today's you're lucky day. You're paired with me," Leila joked.
Neville shrugged.
"Is something wrong, Neville?" Leila asked.
"I just think we should work on the assignment," Neville said.
Leila looked at Neville with a puzzled expression before she looked around the greenhouse to find Draco glaring at them. She knew that Draco tormented Neville and sometimes even because of her. She remembered last year, when Draco was on the Inquisitorial Squad, Neville would receive detentions and be brutally mocked simply for walking with her to class.
"Is this because of Malfoy?" Leila asked.
"I'm just tired of him." Neville whispered.
"Don't worry about him. I've got something on him," Leila winked.
"Are you sure?" Neville asked.
"Yeah, if he gives you any trouble just let me know," Leila smiled.
Neville smiled back and began reciting facts about the plants before him.
"Slow down. Merlin Neville, I swear you're a walking encyclopedia on plants," Leila laughed.
Neville stopped for a moment to think before looking at her oddly. Leila shook her head and laughed once more. Neville was actually quite nice to work with when it came to Herbology. They easily finished their classwork, which gave them some time to talk. As they walked out of class, Professor Sprout collected their essays. After Leila handed hers to Professor Sprout, she looked for Draco but he wasn't anywhere to be seen. She walked back to the common room with Daphne; who talked about how jealous she was that Hannah Abbot was paired with Theo, while she was stuck with Ron Weasley. Leila chuckled lightly at Daphne's expense, but simply listened while Daphne went on. Once they arrived back in the common room she found Urquhart waiting for her.
"Potter, what's this I hear about you and Malfoy having detention tonight?" Urquhart growled.
"We may have gotten into a disagreement," Leila commented.
"A disagreement? You don't get detentions for a disagreement," Urquhart hissed.
"Believe me, I thought the same thing," Leila said.
"How are we supposed to have an edge on Gryffindor if you and Malfoy are missing practice for detention? I even talked to Professor Snape and he won't budge on your detention." Urquhart fumed.
"Sorry?" Leila questioned.
"Don't worry, you'll be making up time for missing practice," Urquhart growled before walking away.
Daphne met Leila's gaze and snickered.
"He probably thinks we got our detentions on purpose," Leila groaned.
"Because you and Malfoy clearly enjoy that," Daphne scoffed.
"Exactly." Leila blushed.
"So was that Theo I saw you walking with into Herbology?" Daphne asked.
"So what if it was?" Leila asked.
"Leila, you know that I like him," Daphne whined.
"And you know that I don't like him. You have nothing to worry about. If it makes you feel better; I promise that the next time I talk with him I'll mention you," Leila said.
"Really?" Daphne asked.
"I suppose I could pull a few strings for you." Leila said.
"I knew there was a reason that I'm friends with you," Daphne squealed.
"Thanks, that means a lot to me," Leila said sarcastically.
"Oh, you know what I mean," Daphne groaned.
Leila smiled and looped arms with her best friend as they headed for their dormitory. They both did their homework until it was time for dinner. Dinner was non-eventful and Draco never showed up for it. She concluded that Draco must be busy with something if he was ignoring them all, so she snatched a green apple from the basket on the table to give to him later. After supper, she grudgingly headed for detention. She was actually somewhat excited to go do detention, something she never imagined she'd be excited for. When Leila walked into the classroom, she noticed that she was the only one there; so, she slipped into a desk and waited for Professor Snape and Draco to arrive. Five minutes later, Professor Snape walked into the classroom and looked directly at her.
"Miss Potter, I've been looking for you. Your detention is cancelled for this evening," Professor Snape drawled.
"Wait, what?" Leila asked.
"I understand you can be rather slow, but I thought you at least would understand when detention is cancelled. Your pig of a father would have ran from the room," Professor Snape said.
"Don't talk about my father like that," Leila said.
"Excuse me?" Professor Snape hissed.
"Please?" Leila asked.
"Get going to Quidditch practice before I give you another detention for talking back to me," Snape said as he narrowed his eyes.
"Yes sir," Leila said.
Leila grabbed her bag and ran down to the Quidditch pitch. She quickly changed into her clothes for practice and grabbed her Firebolt. When she arrived, the team was literally just kicking off into the air.
"Hurry up, Potter," Urquhart yelled.
Leila mimicked him and noticed that there were only five other members of the team on the field.
"Where's Malfoy?" Leila asked.
"He didn't come down with you?" Zabini asked.
"He never made it to the cancelled detention." Leila said.
"Damnit. Well, Potter and Zabini, we gotta run this play," Urquhart said.
Leila rolled her eyes and kicked off into the air. Leila tossed the Quaffle to Zabini, who passed it back to her. She attempted to throw the Quaffle, but Crabbe aimed a bludger at her. The bludger hit her already injured hand, which caused her to drop the Quaffle. Leila screamed and cradled her injured hand in her other one.
"Potter," Urquhart bellowed.
Leila narrowed her eyes at Crabbe and Goyle who were laughing at her and roughly wiped away a tear that had fallen from her eye.
"Don't be a girl, Potter," Urquhart yelled.
"In case you haven't noticed, I am a girl!" Leila yelled back at him.
Urquhart scowled and demanded they run the play again. They started but Leila couldn't grip the Quaffle because of her hand.
"Go get that fixed," Uruqhart yelled.
"Fine by me," Leila sneered.
She marched off the field and changed into her normal clothes before heading back to the castle. She then headed to the Hospital Wing. When Madam Pomfrey saw her she immediately shook her head. Leila walked over to Madam Pomfrey holding her hand out limp before her.
"Punch another wall?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Funny, but no. I was at Quidditch practice and was hit by a bludger," Leila said.
"That game is far too dangerous. I always end up with a student in here anytime that nasty game is played." Madam Pomfrey commented.
"So I take it you don't have a favorite team then?" Leila joked.
Madam Pomfrey didn't say anything, she just looked at her.
"I'll take that as a no," Leila commented.
Madam Pomfrey set her hand, gave her a potion, and she was free to go.
"I don't want to see you in here anytime soon, Miss Potter," Madam Pomfrey said.
"Sure you do. I'm helping you keep your job," Leila joked.
Madam Pomfrey shook her head as Leila left the hospital wing. Leila slowly walked back to the Slytherin dungeon instead of heading back to Quidditch practice. She didn't really care if Urquhart was mad at her about it. Besides, Draco also wasn't at practice. So maybe there would be a slight chance that she would see him in the common room. She was excited to see him. It seemed that she could hardly get enough of him. Leila said the password to enter the common room and walked in. She stopped frozen in place once she was inside because she was not prepared nor did she like the sight that was before her.