Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling.

A/N: K. Just to make this clear. This is the next generation after Harry and Draco. Sorry I didn't thank any1 in the last chappy! Thank yous are at the bottom! And I spelt Adava Kadvra wrong in the last chapter! Can any1 forgive me?

Chapter 3 Just the 3 of us

Louise was watching Jacob. He sat alone at the Slytherin table reading a book. The other Slytherin's shot him hateful looks most of the time. He reminded Louise greatly of her mother. A learner. Lucy sat next to Louise, her plate of food untouched, her tongue literally hanging out.

"Lucy, he's not worth the bother! Eat your food like a good little girl" Louise cooed, picking up her fork.

"Scrap the Good, I'm evil," she whispered. Louise stared at her. She never usually got this worked up over a boy. There had been loads; Ernie Ecclesbeen, Joseph Loovuck, Zanick Potue, but none of them had been as serious as this!

Louise got up slowly.

"I think I want to go back to Gryffindor Common, are you coming Lucy?" Louise said as sternly as her mother.

"Wait one moment, please!" Lucy cried, trying to tear her gaze away from Jacob. He looked up, his cold-grey eyes met Louise's. She stared, her heart melting. Then his eyes shifted to Lucy and back up at Louise. Louise shrugged and walked out of the Great Hall.

"WAIT! LOUISE! WAIT!" Lucy came haring down the Entrance Hall.

"Did you see the way he looked at me?" she cried fluttered. Louise wasn't going to say anything; she just carried on walking.

"Did you hear me or what; I said, did you see the way he looked at me?" Lucy shouted impatiently after Louise's retreating back.

"Yeah I saw, Lucy Thomas. And I hope you're happy!" She yelled and ran off, not caring where she was going or where she was. Silent tears of fury fell from her eyes and she flew round a corner and down a corridor. How could Lucy be so obtuse? Dense! Dumb! Foolish? It was always 'Jacob this' and 'Jacob that!'

GOD! She's so hypocritical! She told me off when I fancied Thomas Gernbenck, and then she goes totally bonkers over Jacob Malfoy! Louise stormed round a corner, she carried on walking until the distant cries of Lucy were inaudible. Then she flung her bag onto the ground and leaned against the wall. The tears were coming more freely now, and she did not try to conceal the sniffs and wails.

"Now, now," a voice said from behind her. It was soft yet cold, gentle yet fierce, calm yet angry. It was asthough two different personalities were trying to escape. But no matter how hard she tried, Louise knew who that voice belong to.

"Jacob," she said as curtly as she could (she'd learned to speak like that from her mother), thus she lowered her head and inhaled deeply. The tears had stopped by now and she knew she could face Jacob without having to be ashamed.

"Why you crying sweetheart?" Jacob cooed, he was trying to be funny, but he was talking as curtly as Louise had, it didn't sound right. Louise sniffed and searched for a tissue in her bag,

"you shouldn't talk like that. It doesn't suit you," she replied blowing her nose in a tissue. Jacob smiled. Oh My GOD! That smile! Louise's brain went into over drive. Jacob's smile was a lot like his fathers, one half of the mouth twitches up slightly, as strands of silver blond hair sweep the face. But Louise never let her feelings show, she stared at him unadorned. He stared back, his eyes…his eyes…they were grey, cold grey. But hints of chocolate brown were dappled here and there. Louise smiled,

"It was nothing," she reassured him. Jacob came and leaned against the wall next to her.

"Yeah, I just cry for nothing all the time too," he said sarcastically. Louise pouted.

"Yeah, well I had a lot on my mind!" she flounced a little, fluttering her lashes and pouting her well glossed lips.

"Me too. I think I'll sit here with you and have a cry as well," Jacob slithered down the wall to the floor and looked up at Louise, "wanna join me?" Louise slid down the wall to meet him.

"What were you thinking about?" he asked, taking out a packet of Gelborne's magic fruity-Os, Louise took one and sucked it thoughtfully.

"What were you thinking about?" she asked.

"I asked you first," Jacob said unbeaten, "you tell me your secret, I'll tell you mine!"

Louise thought, it was a good deal. But Jacob was a Slytherin, he could be up to all sorts.

"Look, if you don't tell me I'll have to use a truth potion. I carry one round with me all the time!" Jacob pulled a little bottle out of the inside of his robes. It contained a small amount of clear liquid. Louise knew that this was a truth potion, Veritaserum.

"Why are you so nice?" Louise asked abruptly.

"Me? Nice?" Jacob raised his eyebrows, "well I suppose I am. I suppose my mother must have been nice,"

"Must have?" Louise asked without thinking.

"Yes. No, I don't want to talk it," Jacob threw a bouncy ball at the wall. It was obviously magical because it kept changing colour.

"Maybe you should," Louise spoke softly. Jacob turned to face her, she noticed tiny, light brown freckles splashed across his face. Odd she thought I've never heard of a Malfoy with freckles.

"OK. I'll talk!" Jacob laughed, but it was a weak and feeble laugh, "I was found outside a muggle hospital, I was two weeks old and I had a note tied round my neck saying; I BELONG TO DRACO MALFOY! Ok happy?" Jacob threw the ball as hard as he could at the wall. "Damn her! Damn her! Why'd she have to…?"

"Don't feel hard against her. I mean, if it weren't for her you might be horrible like your father!" Louise cried.

"Hey, you're talking about my father here!" Jacob cried.

"I know, but, you've got to admit it…" Louise trailed off.

"Yes, he is a bit evil!" Jacob laughed again, but it was a cold laugh, "I ignore him most of the time! He wants…he wants me to become a De- Why am I telling you this!?"

"Because I'm nice!" Louise added helpfully.

"Yeah whatever Granger!" Jacob spat, every once of dignity seemed drained from him. She knew his secret!

"Look, I'd appreciate it if you don't tell anybody this!"

"How can I not. If I don't know the whole story!" Louise hissed.

"OK! OK! My father wants me to become a Death Eater, so I moved out to live with this old woman called Mrs Marks," Jacob looked defeated. He slumped against the wall and lowered his head.

"How come the magic people can't trace who your mother is?" Louise asked.

"She put a spell on me to repel any magic that finds out who the baby belongs to! She might as well as thrown me in the bin for all she cared!" Jacob rubbed his eyes. He was not going to cry infront of a Gryffindor. He was a Slytherin, and he had Pride!

"But you have the looks," Louise blushed violently. Why did she have to say that? He turned his head and looked at her, his brown streaked grey eyes stared into hers, his pale skin, littered with freckles stood out against the dark corridor. The face. The eyes. The expressions. They all reminded her of someone. But who?

Suddenly Jacob snapped out of his nice mode,

"Now move out of my way!" He got up and started to walk off.

"Jacob Malfoy! Why must you be so SNOBBISH!" Louise cried.

"Look, I was brought up like this! But you know, I have two different sides of me! I'm…" Jacob bit his lip, "I'm not normal!" he looked so sincere. Louise burst out laughing.

"Jacob! Don't be so stupid!" Louise yelled at him.

Jacob turned around slowly. He looked at her and took her all in. She was on the tall side, auburn, curly hair, perfect creamy skin and dark brown eyes. She was wearing a long, chiffon robe and had a scarf draped across her neck. All in all she was rather pretty. But she's a Gryffindor Jacob though to himself I can't like a Gryffindor! My father told me ages ago!

"What?" Louise saw his eyes as he gazed at her. Jacob looked up at her. Why did he have to be Slytherin? Why couldn't he be more like his father? Why couldn't he have just ONE bloody personality. A battle of emotions broke out inside of him as he stepped over to her. Louise blinked slowly, wandering what he was doing.

Jacob was right next to her now. He was wondering what he was going to do. Was he gonna kiss her or what?

"What'd you want Jacob?" Louise asked crossly.

"To be able to look at you," Jacob said without thinking. Louise started. Jacob even looked shocked. He started to back away, but Louise held out her hand and grabbed Jacob's arm.

"What do you mean?" Louise asked softly, she could hardly believe what she was doing. He was a SLYTHERIN for goodness sake!

Then Jacob moved closer, and closer, until their heads were millimetres apart, then their lips joined. A rush of excitement spread through Louise, she felt like a firecracker was going off. Jacob was kissing back aggressively, his lips were ice cold, but there was as much force in that kiss as there was in a nuclear bomb. Louise didn't want to pull back, they stood there, entangled in each other.

*Footsteps*

"Louise, Louise?" Lucy's impatient voice rang out loud, "Lou-"

A/N: Hee hee.

Thanx to:

Lyn Malfoy/Felton: My sista and beta reader. You said it was great, so here is the 3rd chap 4 everybody 2 see.

Dazma: Any better sis?

LvsLv: I've continued it, is it still good.

Diana: Sorry, it was absolutely necessary to kill them off, (don't know why) but you'll see later on. Sorry! (",)

Isys: I know what you mean. I think you should praise him and then tell him to retire!