Chapter 18
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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It took a bit of getting used to, not really having any friends in her House anymore. The weeks dragged on, Leila had hoped that Pansy and Daphne would eventually tire of tormenting her, but such was not her luck. Leila tried her best to stay away from Theo, but he always found his way to her and the most inconvenient times. She had recently taken to sitting next to Granger in class to avoid the situation entirely.
One day, during Ancient Runes, Hermione's curiosity finally got the best of her.
"Why are you always sitting next to me?" Hermione asked.
"Is it a problem?" Leila asked.
"Well, no…but you don't like me…" Hermione began.
"That's an understatement." Leila rolled her eyes.
"Anyways, I just was wondering if there was a specific reason. Because if you think…" Hermione trailed off.
"You really want to know Granger?" Leila asked.
"Typically when people ask questions, they want answers." Hermione responded.
"Fine. By now I'm assuming that you've noticed that Daphne and I are…" Leila began.
"Are no longer friends." Hermione finished.
"Basically." Leila said.
"What happened?" Hermione asked.
"I'm getting there, Granger." Leila groaned.
"Sorry." Hermione muttered.
"Well, she thinks that I'm snogging Theodore Nott." Leila whispered.
"Are you?" Hermione asked.
"Of course not! But he likes me so she assumed that I'm with him." Leila said.
"Did you tell her that you aren't?" Hermione asked.
"What kind of idiot do you take me for?" Leila asked.
"You're twisting my words." Hermione said.
"Forget it." Leila groaned.
Leila stopped talking and focused back on Professor Babberty. Hermione too focused her attention back onto the lesson. When Ancient Runes finished, Hermione walked with Leila to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"So to finish our conversation, you're sitting with me because you're avoiding all Slytherins." Hermione concluded.
"That about sums it up." Leila said.
"Not that you care for my opinion…" Hermione began.
"You're right; I don't really care for it." Leila said.
"But you're more than welcome to join Harry, Ron, and I when you need to." Hermione said through gritted teeth.
Leila felt a tinge of guilt rush through her. Even though she was dealing with Granger, she knew that she should do the right thing.
"Sorry about that, you were only trying to be nice and I snapped." Leila mumbled.
Hermione simply nodded and accepted the apology. The two girls didn't speak anymore and instead walked in silence. Neither girl wanted to make the situation any more awkward. They walked into the Defense classroom together. Theo was already in the room and was eyeing-up Leila. Leila tried to avoid eye-contact with him, but he stood up to meet her. Leila sighed.
"You could always sit with me, if he bothers you that much." Hermione whispered.
Theo made his way to where Leila and Hermione were standing.
"Hi Leila." Theo said, ignoring Hermione.
"Hi, Theo." Leila said rather reluctantly.
"I saved you a seat…" Theo began.
"I appreciate the offer, but I told Granger I'd sit with her." Leila lied.
"You did?" Theo asked confusedly.
"She did." Hermione said.
Hermione grabbed Leila's arm and led her to a desk in the front of the classroom.
"You would pick a seat in the front." Leila groaned.
"You can always go sit back by, Nott." Hermione retorted.
"No thank you." Leila said.
Leila slid into the desk next to Hermione. She turned around just in time to see Draco enter the classroom. He gave her a puzzled look and took a seat next to Zabini.
"Who are we watching?" Ron asked.
"Whoa! Where'd you come from?" Leila asked.
Ron was seated in the desk behind Leila and Hermione. Hermione ignored him, while she re-read the assignment for today.
"I've been here. So who are we staring at?" Ron asked.
"I was zoning." Leila said.
"Sure you were." Ron teased.
"Fine, you caught me, I was watching Malfoy." Leila said.
Ron snickered. He thought she was joking, so the subject was dropped. Ron was about to change the subject when Pansy plopped into the seat next to him.
"Bloody hell." Ron gasped.
"What exactly do you think you're doing, Parkinson?" Leila asked.
Pansy simply smirked at her. Harry walked up to where Parkinson was sitting.
"You're in my spot." Harry growled.
"I don't see your name on it. All I see is a low-life ginger." Pansy sneered.
"Find a new seat, Parkinson!" Leila hissed.
"I'm rather fond of this seat. The only downside is the company." Pansy smirked.
"Why don't you go sit with Greengrass, she's sitting by herself." Hermione turned around.
"Don't talk to me, Mudblood!" Pansy shrieked.
"Don't call her a Mudblood." Ron growled.
"Mr. Potter take your seat." Snape hissed from the front of the classroom.
The entire class turned to face Professor Snape.
"But sir, Parkinson is in my seat." Harry complained.
"I don't recall giving assigned seats, Mr. Potter. There is however, a seat open next to Miss Greengrass. I'd suggest taking it." Snape drawled.
Harry was about to complain, but Leila interrupted him.
"If you want to play Quidditch this weekend, I'd suggest you shut up." Leila whispered.
Harry knew that Leila was right. He couldn't handle another detention. He narrowed his eyes and turned to head back to the open desk.
"I hope Daphne helps to enlighten you, Potter." Pansy smirked.
Leila's eyes widened in horror.
"Oh no." Leila whispered.
Daphne was going to tell Harry that Leila was dating Theodore Nott. Not good! Leila could hardly pay attention for the lesson. Her thoughts were too focused on Daphne and Harry. She couldn't even look back there for fear that Harry would kill her. Even when she tried to focus on the material, Parkinson would begin kicking the back of her seat. Snape finally ended the lecture and assigned them a twelve inch essay. Leila had never been so thankful for a class to be over, yet at the same time dreading its end.
Leila refused to turn around to meet her brother's glare. Without even looking, she could tell that Harry wasn't happy.
"Leila, you coming?" Ron asked.
"Erm…" Leila began.
"Ronald, leave her alone." Hermione said.
Hermione pushed Ron toward the door. Leila could hear Ron telling Hermione how awful the class was being stuck next to Parkinson. If Leila wasn't mentally preparing herself for her conversation with her brother, she probably would have laughed at Ron's displeasure. Leila hesitantly turned around to see if her brother was still there. He wasn't. Leila sighed in relief and quickly made her way out of the classroom. The moment she got out the door, she found Harry waiting for her.
"I knew it was too good to be true." Leila muttered.
Harry was leaning against the brick wall with his arms folded across his chest. If looks could kill, Leila would most definitely be dead by now. Leila swallowed hard and walked to her brother. She looked at him and then continued walking. He began walking with her.
"Fancy that weather we've been having…" Leila began.
"Cut the crap, Leila." Harry growled.
"So I take it you don't want to talk about the weather then?" Leila asked.
"When were you going to tell me?" Harry hissed.
"Tell you what?" Leila asked.
"Tell me that you've been seeing Nott behind my back." Harry said.
"Never." Leila commented.
"And why the hell not! You told me that you weren't going to see him anymore!" Harry said hotly.
"I wasn't going to tell you because I'm not seeing him. And I'm not going to see him. Ok, so I can't help it if I literally see him, but…" Leila rambled.
"Leila." Harry hissed.
"Sorry. But Harry, you've got to trust me, I'm not seeing Theodore Nott. I promise you that." Leila said.
"But Greengrass said…" Harry began.
"Daphne and I are no longer friends. If you really cared, you would know that." Leila said.
"What do you mean if I cared?" Harry snapped.
"You're obsessed with that Potions book and stalking Malfoy. You could care less about me." Leila said.
"What about you and Nott?" Harry growled.
"Do you ever listen to anything I say?" Leila hissed.
"Anyways, I'm not obsessed." Harry argued.
"Prove it." Leila said.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Either give me the map or that damn book." Leila said.
"I don't think so." Harry said.
"Hand one of them over." Leila said.
Harry reached in his bag and reluctantly handed her the Marauders Map. Leila snatched the map and put it in her bag.
"Give it back to me at dinner." Harry said.
"One week. You're going to go one week without stalking Malfoy." Leila said.
"Then how am I supposed to make sure that you're not off snogging, Nott?" Harry questioned.
"You're going to have to trust me. You think that you'd realize I'm not snogging Nott, because I'm never seen on the map with him." Leila said.
"I don't watch for you. The only time I ever see you is when you're patrolling with Malfoy." Harry said.
"You need to get a life, big brother." Leila teased.
"Shut up." Harry said.
"I think your obsession with him might be bigger than mi…Parkinson's." Leila covered.
Harry looked at her oddly, but she flipped her hair and walked away.
"I'm still not happy with you!" Harry called after her.
"That's your problem." Leila shot back.
Classes seemed to drag for the rest of the day. Leila hung out in the library until it was time for Quidditch practice. She slowly made her way onto the pitch.
"Potter, hurry up!" Urquhart yelled.
"Bite me!" Leila shouted.
"Gladly." Zabini said, landing behind her.
"You wish, Zabini." Leila smirked
Zabini winked and Leila mounted her broom. She kicked off the ground and took to the air. The chasers ran drills that Leila knew by heart. In the corner of her eye, she kept watch on Draco. He appeared to be a bit distracted. She made a mental note to ask him about that later. She snapped out of her thoughts because a bludger came whirring right for her. She quickly ducked and breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, she heard gasps coming from the other players. Leila wondered what she had done now, but quickly realized they weren't gasping at her. Urquhart began to tailspin to the ground. Leila flew to try and help him, but he hit the ground before she could get to him. Several Slytherins in the stands made their way down to the pitch as Leila checked on Urquhart. He was unconscious.
"Crap." Leila muttered.
Leila reached for her wand, but she realized that she didn't have it on her person. She had left it in the changing room. The rest of the team was soon surrounding them. Whispers of "what do we do?" spread through the crowd.
"Someone go get Professor Snape or Madam Pomfrey." Leila shouted.
No one paid her much attention.
"Fine, I'll go do it." Leila muttered.
She pushed through the crowd to go find an adult. Luckily, Snape was already making his way onto the pitch.
"Sir!" Leila said breathlessly.
"Miss Potter?" Snape raised an eyebrow.
"Come quick, Urquhart took a bludger." Leila gasped.
Professor Snape pushed her aside and quickly made his way to the hurt Quidditch captain. Leila stood at the back of the crowd, which happened to be next to Draco.
"Did you see what happened?" Leila asked.
Draco looked around hesitantly before answering.
"The bludger you dodged hit Urquhart in the head." Draco whispered.
Leila gasped. She felt responsible.
"I should have warned him." Leila muttered.
"This isn't your fault." Draco whispered.
"Then why does it feel like it is?" Leila asked.
Draco didn't answer her because Zabini turned to talk with him. Leila sighed. Why couldn't anything go right? She watched as Professor Snape carried Urquhart away on a stretcher.
"I take it he's not going to be playing tomorrow." Blaise said.
Many Slytherins chuckled at Blaise's comment.
"That's not funny, Zabini." Leila hissed.
"What do you fancy, Urquhart?" Blaise retorted.
"Think whatever you want, Zabini, but it's going to be harder to win tomorrow without him." Leila said.
"I don't think you're his type, Potter." Zabini commented.
The Slytherins laughed. Leila could hear Daphne and Pansy's laughter mixed in.
"If you'd prefer to lose to Gryffindor tomorrow, so be it." Leila said marching away.
"Going to go weep at his bedside?" Blaise laughed.
It took all the strength Leila could muster not to turn around and strangle Zabini. She clenched her fists and walked to the locker room to change. She didn't really care if practice was over with or not. She needed to get out of there. She stormed into the castle to find that dinner had begun. Slytherins had booked the pitch for before dinner and Gryffindor for after dinner. Luckily, she caught up with Ginny as she was entering the Great Hall.
"Hey, Ginny." Leila said.
"Well, well, if it isn't my favorite Slytherin." Ginny teased.
"Where?" Leila asked.
"Haha, funny Leila." Ginny said.
"So…do you think I could possibly join you for dinner?" Leila asked.
"I suppose we can make room for a loner Slytherin." Ginny said.
"Will you shut it?" Leila laughed.
Ginny smiled and led her to a spot near Hermione, Ron, and Harry. Leila awkwardly nodded and reached for a dinner roll.
"So Harry, are you still mad at Leila?" Ron asked, food spewing out of his mouth.
"Ronald." Hermione gasped.
"Well I was just wondering." Ron said.
"Harry seems to be under the impression that I am yet again snogging Theodore Nott." Leila said.
"That's disturbing!" Ron exclaimed.
"But I'm not actually snogging him." Leila argued.
"But you were last year." Ron said.
"How could I possibly forget the awkwardness of you walking in on us?" Leila groaned.
"So what's to say you aren't doing it again?" Harry argued.
"Harry, I believe Leila. She says she's not snogging him, so she's not snogging him." Hermione said.
"Would you snog Krum again?" Harry asked.
"That's beside the point. But before you point fingers at me, would you snog Cho again?" Hermione said blushing.
"I think that's quite enough, we need to get to practice." Ron interrupted.
Ron stood up and looked at Harry to stand up too. Harry quickly snatched a cupcake and stood up.
"You coming, Ginny?" Ron asked.
"I'll come when I'm ready, Ron." Ginny said.
Ron rolled his eyes and left the Great Hall with Harry.
"What a git, I tell you." Ginny grumbled.
Hermione and Leila chuckled.
"Speaking of gits, you've snogged Malfoy, right?" Ginny asked.
"Wait, what?" Leila asked in shock.
"Ron's being a git because he hasn't snogged anyone yet. He really should just go and get it over with. But anyways, I was thinking Hermione's first kiss was Krum, Harry's was Cho, and yours was Malfoy…" Ginny rambled.
"Oh, that's what you meant." Leila breathed a sigh of relief.
"What did you think I meant?" Ginny laughed.
"I don't know; that's why I was confused." Leila said.
"I thought you and Malfoy was just a rumor." Hermione said.
"Erm…no. He kissed me at the Yule Ball." Leila said.
"How many guys have you snogged?" Ginny asked.
"That's none of your business." Leila blushed.
"Well, we can be certain of Malfoy and Nott." Hermione concluded.
"Can we not talk about who I've snogged? Don't you have to be getting to Quidditch practice?" Leila asked.
"Avoid the subject then." Ginny smiled.
"Sounds good to me." Leila joked.
Ginny stood up and left the Great Hall, leaving Hermione and Leila to talk. But neither girl had anything to say to each other. Leila politely excused herself and walked to the Slytherin common room. She did homework in her room until it was time for her and Draco to patrol. He was waiting for her outside the common room.
"I was beginning to think you weren't going to show." Draco said.
"Like I'd miss getting to spend time with you." Leila teased.
Draco gave her a half-smile and began walking down the corridor.
"How's Urquhart doing?" Leila asked.
"Dunno. Haven't heard anything since we were on the pitch." Draco said.
"Oh." Leila said.
Draco and Leila continued on in silence. Leila couldn't stand the silence.
"Draco, are you mad at me?" Leila asked.
"Of course not." Draco said.
"Are you sure?" Leila asked.
"I said that I wasn't." Draco said.
"Well, you sound mad." Leila said.
"I'm not too fond of the fact that you think that I'm mad at you." Draco hissed.
"I'm shutting up now." Leila commented.
The pair continued their rounds with almost no talking. Draco walked Leila back to the common room when their rounds were over.
"I have some things I need to do tonight." Draco said.
"Will I see you later?" Leila asked.
"No, I'll see you tomorrow." Draco said.
"What's so important that you need to blow me off?" Leila asked.
"Good night, Leila." Draco said.
Draco quickly checked around him and then pecked Leila on the cheek. He walked away, and Leila went into the common room. She went into her room and pulled out the Marauder's Map and looked it over for Draco's name. She couldn't find him anywhere on the map. She groaned, shoved the map back in her bag, and got ready for bed. She knew that it was early yet, but she had nothing better to do. She crawled in bed and after a while fell asleep.
She woke up early the next morning to avoid the sixth year Slytherin girls. She quickly left her room and headed elsewhere. She didn't get very far because Professor Snape stopped her. She tried to avoid him, but he stopped her.
"Going somewhere, Miss Potter?" Professor Snape asked.
"Just trying to get out of here, sir." Leila said.
"It appears that Urquhart will remain in the Hospital Wing today." Professor Snape drawled.
"Who's going to take his place?" Leila asked.
"Nott appears to be on the reserves." Snape said.
"That's good. Can I go now?" Leila asked.
"Not so fast, Miss Potter." Snape said.
Leila groaned inwardly.
"Seeing as Mr. Urquhart is not available to carry-on his duties as captain, we need a stand-in captain…" Professor Snape began.
"Who?" Leila asked.
"Are you really as thick as your idiotic father?" Professor Snape asked.
"You know what, I don't want it. I just want to go eat some breakfast." Leila said.
"Your blasted father would be…" Professor Snape began.
"Please sir, give the job to Bletchley. It's his last year." Leila said.
Professor Snape raised an eyebrow and billowed away. Leila sighed a sigh of relief and made her way to the Great Hall. Many Gryffindors were already pouring into the Great Hall. Leila decided to sit by herself at the Slytherin table. Leila poured herself a bowl of cereal and drank some pumpkin juice. She glanced over at the Gryffindor table. She could tell just from the back, that Ron was nervous about the match. She could have sworn she saw something in Harry's hand. It looked almost like…no, it couldn't possibly his Felix Felicis.
The Slytherin table was practically full, but Leila couldn't find Draco anywhere. Leila sat there playing with her uneaten food until Bletchley informed her that it was time to head down to the pitch. Once on the pitch, she practiced with Zabini and Nott. She yet again looked for Draco but didn't find him. He wouldn't miss a Quidditch match, Draco loves Quidditch. Bletchley called for a team huddle.
"Where's Malfoy?" Leila asked.
"I dunno, Harper's going to be replacing him and Nott's replacing Urquhart." Bletchley said.
"Malfoy's skipping Quidditch?" Leila said in disbelief.
"What's it to you?" Bletchley asked.
"Nothing it just seems so…unMalfoy-like." Leila said.
Bletchley ignored her after that. After the huddle the mounted their brooms and took to the air. Leila let out a breath, and could see it in the air. It was freezing out. She watched Harry and Bletchley's brutal handshake. The Quaffle was released and the match began. Leila quickly grabbed the Quaffle and sped off toward Ron. She passed it to Blaise who tried to score, but Ron had stopped it. Ron seemed confident…maybe Harry really had spiked Ron's pumpkin juice.
The match continued on. Ginny scored three times on Bletchley, before Leila scored once on Ron. It appeared like she was the only Slytherin who could get the Quaffle past Ron. The score was Gryffindor 100 Slytherin 40. Leila had scored all four goals. This wasn't going anywhere fast.
"Time out!" Leila yelled.
"Time out!" Madam Hooch called.
The Slytherin team gathered together.
"What the hell was that for?" Bletchley asked.
"Just get me the damn Quaffle. I'm the only one who can score on Ron." Leila said.
"You're the only one who would even want to touch that blood-traitor." Zabini said.
"Ew, that's disgusting. And I haven't seen you get the bloody Quaffle past him." Leila said.
"So what's your point?" Bletchley asked.
"Like I said, get me the Quaffle or Harper had better catch the Snitch." Leila said.
"Harper, get that damn Snitch and pronto." Bletchley said.
Leila narrowed her eyes as the team broke the huddle and resumed their positions. When the match resumed, Leila had a hard time getting her hands on the Quaffle. Zabini and Nott were playing selfish. Leila gave up and went and stole the Quaffle from Demelza Robins, and then went and scored a goal.
"Goal by Leila Potter. Ten points to Slytherin!" Zacharias Smith yelled.
Gryffindor was still in the lead. Leila gave up hope in winning this match. Their only hope would have been Draco, and he wasn't even playing. But then she heard Zacharias Smith yell that Harper had seen the Snitch and had a lead on Harry. Leila watched as Harper got closer and closer to the Snitch. Slytherins only hope at winning this game rested on the shoulders of the reserve seeker. The battle for Snitch seemed to last forever, and Harry came out victorious. Gryffindor had won the match.
Leila was somewhat happy for her brother, yet disappointed. She had wanted this win. She watched as the Gryffindors stormed the pitch and carried Ron and Harry on their shoulders. Leila dismounted her broom and was the only Slytherin to go and congratulate the Gryffindors. She figured that she probably should seeing as she was related to one of them and friends with two of them. As she made her way over she was stopped by Hermione.
"You did a nice job, Leila." Hermione said.
"But we lost." Leila said.
"Yeah, well you were the only Slytherin to put any points up there." Hermione said.
"Did Harry spike Ron's pumpkin juice?" Leila asked.
"I told him not to drink it." Hermione said.
Leila shook her head and went and found her brother. She pulled him away from the celebration by his ear.
"What the hell were you thinking, Harry James Potter!" Leila hissed.
"Have you gone mad? What are you talking about?" Harry asked.
"I saw your vile of Felix Felicis at breakfast this morning." Leila said.
"Oh." Harry muttered.
"You spiked Ron's pumpkin juice, didn't you?" Leila hissed.
"Leila, it's not what it looks like." Harry defended.
"Oh really?" Leila asked.
"I swear to you, I didn't give it to him. The vile's never even been open." Harry said.
"Show me." Leila said.
Harry rolled his eyes and motioned for Leila to follow him. He led her to the door outside the locker room. She waited for him to come back out. Harry handed her the vile and she examined it. It appeared to still be sealed.
"Believe me?" Harry asked.
"Looks like I'm going to have to." Leila said.
"He'd only thought that he had taken it." Harry said.
"Cheater." Leila teased.
"You did good though, considering." Harry said.
"Considering what?" Leila asked.
"Considering you were down Urquhart and Malfoy, and that Ron was totally on his game today." Harry said.
"I would say that you didn't do too bad yourself, but you played rather sloppy today." Leila said.
"Says the one that lost." Harry replied.
"Says the one that almost lost the Snitch to our reserve Seeker. Malfoy totally would have kicked your ass today." Leila said.
"Looks like we'll never know." Harry said.
"Well, go have fun celebrating." Leila said.
She hugged her brother. Harry was about to walk way but quickly turned around.
"Don't go snog…" Harry began.
"I don't tell you who to snog, so don't tell me." Leila said.
"Fair enough, but if I hear you were snogging Nott again, there will be hell to pay." Harry said.
Leila chuckled and went to the locker room to change. She then walked back to the Slytherin common room. Everyone seemed rather mopey; but you'd think that after losing to Gryffindor as often as they did, they would have expected it. There were no congratulations on her goals. Everyone seemed to rather avoid her. She sighed and walked back to her room. It was empty, so she sat on her bed. She pulled out the Marauder's Map and checked for Draco. He was walking down an empty corridor.
Leila quickly folded up the map and left the Slytherin common room to find him. Once out of the common room she checked the map again to find that Draco was on his way to the Astronomy tower. She wished that she would have grabbed her jacket. She was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and jeans. She quickly made her way to the stairs to the Astronomy tower. At the bottom of the stairs, she put the map into her back pocket and then headed up.
Leila found Draco staring out into the night sky. She quietly crept up on him and wrapped her arms around his middle and buried her face in his back. Draco quickly turned to see who was behind him.
"How'd you find me?" Draco asked.
"I have my ways." Leila whispered.
"You must be cold." Draco commented.
"I'm fine." Leila said.
Draco sighed and took his coat off and handed it to Leila. She put it on and his leftover body heat began to warm her.
"Now you're going to be cold." Leila said.
Draco simply shrugged and turned back to stare out from the Astronomy tower. Leila leaned against the railing with her back and brought one hand to his face.
"So where were you today?" Leila asked.
"Wasn't feeling well." Draco mumbled.
"Says the boy who kept making us reschedule our game third year even though his arm was fine." Leila said.
"I heard you played well." Draco said changing the subject off himself.
"Eh, it wasn't much of a game, seeing as we were missing out star Seeker." Leila smiled.
Draco sighed and looked into Leila's emerald eyes. They couple stayed there for a few minutes with their eyes locked on each others. Leila broke the silence and began playing with his hair.
"You've been awfully quiet, lately, Draco." Leila said.
"I've been doing some thinking." Draco said.
"Not just today, but in general." Leila said.
"I've been thinking." Draco said.
"About?" Leila whispered.
Draco grabbed her hand that was on his head and held onto it. He took a step back and released her hand. She looked at him with confusion. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He then began to fumble with his Slytherin ring. He took it off his finger and placed it in her hand.
"I...erm…I uh, I want you to have this." Draco mumbled.
Draco closed her hand around his ring.
"I don't understand." Leila whispered.
"I want you to have it. It belongs to you." Draco said.
"What?" Leila asked.
"Leila…I don't know how to tell you this, but I've been thinking about this a lot. I just…Merlin, I must sound like a lunatic…I, erm…I'm just going to come out with this. Please, don't laugh. I've never done this before, but I erm…I love you Leila." Draco said.
"Draco…" Leila whispered.
"I don't expect you to say it back or anything. I just, I just wanted to let you know. I love you Leila Potter, I probably have for a while now, but you finally gave me a chance and…wait! I probably should have asked you if you wanted my ring instead of forcing it on you…I'm such a…" Draco rambled.
"Draco." Leila said.
"What?" Draco asked.
Leila wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself as close to him as she could get. Her lips met his in a passionate kiss. His arms slowly snaked around her waist. She could feel the warmth from his body on hers. When she needed a breath she pulled her lips away and left her eyes closed. When she opened her eyes, she found Draco's icy eyes staring in hers trying to find answers. Leila broke away from his gaze and moved her lips to his ear.
"I love you too, Draco Malfoy." Leila whispered for only him to hear.
"You mean it?" Draco asked.
Leila fumbled to find the necklace around her neck. Sirius had given her the necklace last Christmas. It had been her mother's. Leila unclasped the necklace and slipped the ring on it. Draco's ring dangled on the chain next to the L pendant.
"Can you get this for me?" Leila asked.
Leila turned her back toward Draco and held her hair up. Draco then fumbled to reclasp the necklace on Leila's neck. Once the necklace was back in place she turned back around and placed her hands in his.
"I do love you, Draco. I love you more than I ever even thought possible." Leila said.
Draco reached a hand to the back of the head to pull her closer to him yet again. He kissed her passionately and Leila returned the kisses with just as much passion. She gave him her heart, and she knew that there was no going back from here.