(Who's chapter is this? *listens intently* Crystal's you say? Very good! Here have a cookie *Passes out cookies* ^_^)



Being a Slytherin, Star prided herself on being cool and collected, calm and composed. After all, she had a lot to live up to. But unfortunately for the girl, some people just couldn't resist annoying the hell out of her. Kaleb happened to be one of them.

"I swear, if she touches me *one*. *More*. *Time*.." she growled to no one in particular, stalking through the halls.

"Maybe she likes you."

Star stopped, whirling around so fast her robes flared out. She glared at Draco, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

"*What* did you just say to me?"

Draco smirked. How he loved annoying her when she was already pissed off. "You heard me. Perhaps Kaleb has a thing for you."

"Don't be stupid."

"Then tell me, why does she hug you so much?"

"Because she knows it pisses me off!"

"And why does it piss you off?"

"What *is* this? Twenty Questions? Did you get a part-time job at the Daily Prophet, Dracykins?"

He just smiled, "Are you going to answer?"

"It annoys me," she said through clenched teeth, "because I don't like being touched! Now if you don't mind, Mr. Watch-Me-Stick-My-Nose-Into-Other- People's-Business',

I'm tired and I want to go back to our common room now."

"So, it was fine when you stuck your nose into *my* business, and got me and Harry together?"

"That was for your own good. While this.. crap about Kaleb liking me is plain old fodder!"

With that, the Slytherin girl turned sharply and stalked off.

Draco watched her go, smirking. His expression became a smile as he felt arms slide around his waist.

"That went well," Harry remarked, chuckling.

"She's in denial," Draco said, turning in his lover's arms. He kissed Harry. "Your turn, love."

"I'm on it," Harry smiled, then kissed Draco again.

~*~

"I wanna be bad

You make that look so good

I got things on my mind

I never thought I would

I wanna be bad

You make that feel so good

I'm loosing all my coooool," Kaleb sang as she sat on one of the couches in the Gryffindor Common room, a smile on her face.

"Muggle song?" Harry asked, walking over and plopping down beside the girl.

She turned her gaze away from the crackling fire to grin at him, "Sure is. What can I do for you, ye ol' shagger of Slytherin's hottest?"

"I was just wondering," Harry said casually, "About how you feel about certain things."

"Like?"

"Oh, you know. Quidditch.. Potions.. Star Pellerin.."

Kaleb blinked, "Star? Why would you want to know how I feel about her?"

"You like her?"

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. What're you up to?"

"Up to? What makes you think I'm up to something?"

"Harry, you're talking to the queen of mischief; the goddess of schemes, the prankster princess. I always know when anyone is up to something."

Harry grinned. "Well.. Draco and I were talking.."

"I'm surprised either of you could get a word in edgewise," Kaleb laughed.

Harry chose to ignore that. "Anyway, we were thinking that you and Star would make a good couple. I mean, it's obvious that you feel.. *something* for her."

"Your trying to set us up, aren't you?" Kaleb deadpanned.

The Gryffindor Seeker merely smiled.