Sorry for the long pause. Go to my story Laced in the 27th chapter so see why it took so long.
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September 27
Dear Draven,
Today was not fun at all. I didn't wake up in time for class, so I decided to take the class off. I went down the library to study for Magical Creatures and got caught by Professor Snape. I have detention tonight with him. Magical Creatures was also no fun.
"Ok, get in yer groups from last week." Hagrid instructed.
I walked over and picked up the small fink in my hands. It was happy to see me. It must think I'm really its mother. Ron walked up to me.
"I hope it doesn't turn out like its father." He nodded towards Draco two tables down.
"Me too. I don't need another ignorant bastard to watch over."
"I thought you and George were together." He picked up his and Hermonie's Fink.
"I'm not sure about that," I smiled at the thought of us together.
"He talks about you all the time." Ron walked away.
I knew I was blushing when I walked towards the table with Draco where he was all-alone.
"Glad to see me?" He grinned.
"No." I flatly said.
"Why would you blush then?"
"And why should I tell you? It's your turn to take care of the fink today."
"And why should I?" He had the same tone as me.
"Because you're the father." I put the fink down in front of him.
"Oh, so we're married now?" He smiled at this.
I glared at him.
"What does it do?" He started to poke at it.
"Stop!" I insisted. I was too late. The fink bit into his finger and wouldn't let go. The utter shock on his face was the best thing to see. It was my only pleasure of the day. Screams erupted from his mouth. So much noise over something that didn't even have teeth. Hagrid came running over to the troubled boy.
"Stay still, Malfoy," He tried to get Draco under control. Draco still kept wailing and throwing his arm around. The fink wouldn't let go.
I pointed my hand at Draco's head. "Sal' hin." He froze, but could still blink. Fear could be seen in his eyes. I held the fink and whispered "Uuma dela. Tula sinome." The fink slid off into my hands.
I felt eyes upon me. Everyone in class was staring at me. I could see Ron and Harry trying not to laugh. I rested my hand upon Draco's head. "Esta," I said.
Draco then went on and on about how his father would hear about this, while he walked away from the class to the nurse. So sad there was no blood.
I had to skip out on visiting Hagrid since I had detention. Professor Snape seemed to have heard about the Draco thing. He made me stay for four hours scrubbing the class. He hated the thought of one of his little babies getting hurt in anyway by a Gryfindor.
How I hate this. I give up on Draco.
Good-night.