* Chapter 4: Unexpected Happenings *
"Catty McRobinson, you tell me who it is or I will-!" Angel was about to say something when a boy (first year) showed up behind them.
And guess who it was?
Justin Fletch-Fletchy.
"Hi, Justin," Catty said sweetly. "This is Angel, my friend."
"You're a Hufflepuff!" Angel cried.
"Uh.." Justin turned around and walked away.
"Good one, Angel," Cal laughed, "you made him go away." It seemed to have struck Cal then. 'Justin may like Angel!' she thought. "Angel, do ya think it was Justin?"
"He can't be!" Angel cried. "I don't mean to sound vain or anything, but he is soooooo extremely UGLY! And he's not even a Gryffindor. Besides, I don't like him. I never will."
They left the girl's bathroom in a "fog" of curiousity. The four girls decided not to tell the boys about it; it would just embarrass them. Especially Harry. Catty (probably) wasn't supposed to tell Hermione that Harry liked her. Cal wanted desperately to tell Harry that she liked him as well; considering that they were such a cute couple.
* NEXT DAY *
Dumbledore rang a little bell that morning at breakfast. "I have a very exciting announcement to make, students!"
The whole school had that little "fog of curiousity" at the moment. Even the teachers were extremely excited.
A/N: Try and guess what the announcement is. It's not very original but that's okay, right?
"The Hogwarts teachers and I had a little meeting last night," Dumbledore began, "and we decided that it would be a little more 'fun' for us to have a school dance!"
The whole school cheered. "It is called the Winter Dance. Not a very creative name, I see.. But that doesn't mean it will be boring!" Some Seventh Year Gryffindors threw their napkins in the air with excitement.
"When will it be, you ask?" Dumbledore said, "It will be on the 2nd of January. Thank you for listening! It is time to feast!" with a snap of his fingers, food appeared everywhere.
As Cal and Draco walked to Transfiguration, they didn't speak to each other for their heads were filled with thoughts about the dance. Finally, Draco broke the silence.
"Cal, are you excited about the dance which is in like a month?" he asked. Cal sighed.
"Sure," she answered, "it will be fun. But I don't know if I am actually going to 'dance' with someone this year. I mean, don't you think-us first years-are a little too young for this?"
Draco looked at her and smiled. "Don't be such a worrywart," he said, 'I mean, it's just a little innocent dance. It's not like you're going to get high or something."
Cal winced. "Sure, I will dance with someone," she said. She felt (kind of) like Draco was pressuring her into this. She couldn't hold her feelings in anymore. "Draco Malfoy, why are you pressuring me into this? Maybe I don't want to dance with someone! You probably want me to dance with you, that's why you are pressuring me ! Am I right? Yes, I am! I know it!" Cal opened the door of the Transfiguration classroom, and slammed it in his face.
A/N: They were actually on time! : )
Draco slowly opened the door to the classroom, and sat down by Pansy Parkinson, a fellow Slytherin.
"What's buggin' you?" she asked him.
"Nothing," Draco answered hotly.
"I know there is something wrong with you, Draco," she said. She took his hand-
A/N: SHE TOOK HIS HAND! SHE TOOK HIS HAND! IS SOMETHING GOING ON HERE?
"Please let go of my hand," Draco said calmly.
"I am not going to until you tell me," she said. Draco didn't know what to do. How could he tell her of his relationship with Cal and how it fell apart when he didn't even know Pansy?
Cal looked over at him and saw Pansy holding his hand. A look of anger filled her eyes. 'She probably thinks I was cheating on her,' he thought. Cal looked away.
"Fine, I'll tell. Just not now," he said, annoyed.
"Alright, meet me in the common room after classes," Pansy said. She let go of his hand and turned to her parchment. Draco thought and thought about Cal. He tried to put his mind back to Transfiguration, but he couldn't. 'Come on, Draco,' he told himself, 'She's probably not thinking about you.' They went away for five minutes, and thoughts like, 'How many things could go wrong with Cal today?' would always flow back to his head. He finally got his mind off Cal, but then his mind was on Pansy Parkinson. 'At the dance, who am I going to dance with? Pansy Parkinson?' Draco shook his head, trying to clear off the thoughts. 'Oh, you're making it obvious,' he told himself angrily, 'people probably know something is wrong with me. People probably think I like Pansy or something now. They probably think I am cheating on Cal. My life is ruined-'
"See you Monday," Professor McGonagall said. "Class dismissed." Draco scrambled out of his seat and headed off to Potions. He didn't learn a thing that day because he wasn't paying attention. At the end of classes that day, Hermione lectured him about the 'responsibility of paying attention in class.' He didn't even pay attention to that.
Finally, Draco and Hermione reached the common room. Pansy was behind him, and Cal was behind Pansy. But Draco didn't care. He said the password, and as he stepped in, he said, "Wait! Hermione!" Hermione turned around. "I'm so poor, I can't even pay attention!" Hermione smiled, and Draco stepped into the common room.
He was about to head into the Boy's Dormitory, until someone's hand came on his shoulder.
"What-?" Draco turned around. It was Pansy Parkinson. "What do you want?" he asked.
"I want to know what is wrong with you, Draco," Pansy said, "you have never acted this way before. Does this have something to do with Cal?"
"Why do you care?" Draco asked her coldly. "I don't want to tell you. Her relationship with me is kept between us. Is that alright with you-" Before Draco could finish, Pansy slapped her hand to his mouth.
"I'm going to make you tell me," she said. She let go of his mouth.
"Why are you so nosy?" Draco asked her.
"Because I just am. Now tell me!" she said.
"I don't even know you. You're not my friend. So why should I tell you?" Draco asked, 100% annoyed.
Pansy pulled him away from the dormitory and into the common room. She seated him on one of the couches and sat by him.
"Get away," Draco said, "you're a little too close to me."
"So?" Pansy asked.
"Fine, let's get this over with. Okay," he began, "Well, Cal and I we're (kind of) in love. Okay? Than, today, she thought I was pressuring her into dancing with me at the dance. Clear? Okay. Anyway, and then she saw you holding my hand, and she got madder. She probably thinks I was cheating on her this whole time."
"Well, you weren't," Pansy said. "So that's what happened?"
"Well, now you can tell me why you wanted to know?" Draco asked, feeling nervous that she would start telling rumors about Cal and him. "Are you going to start rumors, Pansy?"
"No," she said. "But since the sorting, I've kind of had feelings for you, Draco," Pansy began.
"Oh, I see where this is leading to. So that's why you wanted to know what was wrong with me. You were concerned." How sweet!
"Yes, I was. Please tell me you like me too." That was almost the exact line Draco told Cal! And Cal said she couldn't tell.
"I can't tell, Pansy. I think I should get to know you better," he answered.
"That can be arranged," Pansy said. "Why don't we meet in the common room tomorrow at 8 o'clock sharp in the morning. We can then walk around and we can get to know each other."
"You don't know when to quit, do you, Pansy?" asked Draco. He sighed. "Alright. Tomorrow. Be there. That doesn't mean I love you, got it, Pansy? So don't go telling all your friends!"
"Alright, Draco," Pansy said. "Well, I am off." Draco sat there, thinking about Cal and why he HAD pressured her into the dance.
He soon found himself tired and headed up the stairs. He knew he had to do his work, but he really needed to take a nap, and THEN he would do his work. But what if he didn't wake up for the whole day? 'No, I will,' he told himself and opened the 'Boy's Dormitory' door. He wished he could run into Cal's dormitory and just hug her and hold her. He wished he could tell her he was sorry, but she would only say, "You were cheating on me! You don't deserve me!" or something like that.
Draco laid down on his four poster and looked up at the curtains. He thought and thought, but couldn't help shutting his eyes and falling asleep.
* ^ Later in the day ^*
A/N: This part is about Cal. Okay?
Cal looked up at her parchment to see Draco, who was walking down the steps into the common room where she was doing her work. His hair was all messed around like he had just been asleep.
"What do you want, Draco? Why don't you go and hold hands with Pansy, why don't you?"
"I came down to say SORRY!" Draco nearly yelled.
"Apology NOT accepted!" Cal yelled back. "LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON'T WANT TO BE BOTHERED BY YOU, YOU LITTLE-"
"Draco!" shrieked a horrified Pansy. She too looked as if she had just been asleep. "Is she bugging you-?! I must do something!" Pansy nearly tripped on a step when she ran.
'No, Pansy," Cal said slowly, "he's bugging ME! AND WHY DO YOU TWO LOOK LIKE YOU'VE TAKEN A NAP OR SOMETHING? IT'S 5:30 P.M.! WAKE UP, DO WORK! DO SOMETHING!"
"I haven't done my homework, Pansy, I have to do it. She's right."
"YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION? ARE YOU TWO PLANNING SOMETHING TONIGHT?"
"No, Cal, we're only in first year," Pansy said. She rolled her eyes. "How could you have ever been with her, Draco? She is such a brat and she doesn't even have a realistic mind. She has a perverted mind."
"YOU LIAR!" Cal screamed. She jumped on Pansy's back just as Pansy turned around. Pansy fell, Cal on top of her back. Cal turned Pansy over and was about to slap her hard in the face, but Draco's hand stopped her hand from hitting Pansy's frightened face .
"DON'T STOP ME!" Cal yelled at Draco. Her patience with anyone (even Harry) was gone. Now that Draco was "with" Pansy, she could like Harry all she wanted. All she wanted. 'He's Hermione's,' she told herself. She sighed angrily as Draco picked her up slowly off Pansy. Cal got a good slapping on Pansy's face, but that was it. "What the heck is wrong with you, Draco Malfoy?" she screamed at him. Instead of slapping Pansy, she PUNCHED Malfoy!
"DRACOOOOOOOO!" Pansy screamed, running to Malfoy. Cal had hit so hard, Malfoy had fallen over. Cal was panting a mile a minute. Cal stuffed her parchment into her book bag and ran out of the Slytherin House. She ran into the girl's bathroom and yelled at her "ugly" face. It was now ugly from hate. The girl's bathroom door opened. It was Pansy.
"What do you want? Did you expect me to apologize to your precious Draco Malfoy?" asked Cal annoyed.
"No," she said. She opened the stall and went inside. "Is it alright if I need to use the bathroom, Cal? Or do I need to have your permission first?" that hit Cal hard in the face. She wanted to vandalize Pansy's stall and shake it and write 'Pansy is a wench!' all over it. She couldn't though. Everyone would know it was her.
It had just hit Cal. Some Seventh Year Slytherin girl named Evangeline something was applying lipstick in Charms. She could steal her lipstick and write 'Pansy is a Wench!' in lipstick on the girl's bathroom mirror and act as if it weren't her. Evangeline would never notice. She would just keep applying it anyhow.
Cal wanted to do it that night. And so, when all the lights were out, she took out a flashlight and rummaged through Evangeline's makeup purse. She soon found thousands of lipstick containers that had been used over the years. She took a red one and ran to the bathroom with it.
She quickly wrote on the bathroom mirror, 'Pansy is a Wench!' in weird handwriting that didn't look like hers. She quickly stuffed the lipstick in her pants' pocket and ran outside. Once the lipstick was back with Evangeline and Cal was back in bed, everything was alright. Once Pansy saw it the next morning, Cal could hear Pansy screaming all the way from the Slytherin House.
Cal ran inside the bathroom to see what happened. "What happened, Pansy?" Cal asked in her "very shocked-NOT!" voice.
"Someone called me a wench, and they were using-blood!" Pansy touched the "blood" and then realized it was lipstick. "I mean, they used lipstick!"
"You poor poor thing!" Cal said, using a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "If I were you, I would hunt him or her down!"
"Him or her?" Pansy asked. "It could have been a boy?"
"Sure," Cal said. Inside, she could feel her mouth turning into a smile. She tried extremely hard to hide it. She began to laugh very hard.
"You!" Pansy said, "you did it!"
"No, I didn't !" Cal insisted, 'it was just the fact that you actually believed me when I said that it could have been a boy who did it! Which boy would come into this dump?" Pansy's face didn't soften. Pansy Parkinson didn't believe Cal!
"I know you did it, Cal McRobinson," Pansy said through gritted teeth. "I just know. You're just jealous that Draco likes me now and he doesn't like you anymore. Awwwwwww. is Cal still despaired that Draco dumped her-"
"Draco did not dump me," Cal said angrily, 'I dumped him."
"-Do you miss him?"
"And why would I tell you?"
"I've been dumped before too, Cal," Pansy said.
"This is outrageous!" said Cal, "we're only in first year and we've been dumped! When were you dumped? When you were five?"
"Not funny, Cal," Pansy replied. "I was dumped a couple of weeks ago. But I am not going to tell you who because it is embarrassing."
Cal didn't bother to ask who. Cal turned her back on Pansy and walked away.
"Hey, Cal! Wait up!" someone called. Cal turned around to see Draco. Draco. Draco.
"What the hell do you want with me?" asked Cal. She was still angry with Draco; the cheater!
"I am sorry, Cal," Draco said slowly, scuffing his toe on the rug.
"Apology NOT accepted," Cal said hotly. "I don't want to date someone who cheated on me!"
"I didn't! Pansy just took me by surprise and held my hand!"
"Fat liar," Cal muttered under her breath. She turned her back to Malfoy and walked away. Draco didn't move. Finally, he turned his back on her back and walked into the other direction, hitting Catty. Catty had just come out of the library with Hermione and they both were holding books. Books went crashing all over the place.
"I am so sorry, Catty, Hermione!" cried Draco, 'I was just in my own world and I didn't notice you-"
"It's alright, Draco,' said Catty soothingly. "Where's Cal?" Draco looked at the floor.
'Draco, is there something you're not telling us?" Hermione asked. "Is there something that happened between you and Cal? You can tell us, you know. It's not like we're going to tell the whole world-"
Draco spilled out the story. Catty's 'soothing' expression on her face turned to shock. Hermione nearly dropped her books again.
"You cheated on my sister, didn't you, Draco Malfoy?" Catty asked angrily. "I knew something wasn't right there!"
Hermione picked up her books again. She said something (very softly) and was about to turn around when Catty said, "I can't believe you, Draco! I thought you liked Cal!" That's when Hermione decided to set Cal and Draco up. Somewhere. Sometime. Somehow.
"Catty McRobinson, you tell me who it is or I will-!" Angel was about to say something when a boy (first year) showed up behind them.
And guess who it was?
Justin Fletch-Fletchy.
"Hi, Justin," Catty said sweetly. "This is Angel, my friend."
"You're a Hufflepuff!" Angel cried.
"Uh.." Justin turned around and walked away.
"Good one, Angel," Cal laughed, "you made him go away." It seemed to have struck Cal then. 'Justin may like Angel!' she thought. "Angel, do ya think it was Justin?"
"He can't be!" Angel cried. "I don't mean to sound vain or anything, but he is soooooo extremely UGLY! And he's not even a Gryffindor. Besides, I don't like him. I never will."
They left the girl's bathroom in a "fog" of curiousity. The four girls decided not to tell the boys about it; it would just embarrass them. Especially Harry. Catty (probably) wasn't supposed to tell Hermione that Harry liked her. Cal wanted desperately to tell Harry that she liked him as well; considering that they were such a cute couple.
* NEXT DAY *
Dumbledore rang a little bell that morning at breakfast. "I have a very exciting announcement to make, students!"
The whole school had that little "fog of curiousity" at the moment. Even the teachers were extremely excited.
A/N: Try and guess what the announcement is. It's not very original but that's okay, right?
"The Hogwarts teachers and I had a little meeting last night," Dumbledore began, "and we decided that it would be a little more 'fun' for us to have a school dance!"
The whole school cheered. "It is called the Winter Dance. Not a very creative name, I see.. But that doesn't mean it will be boring!" Some Seventh Year Gryffindors threw their napkins in the air with excitement.
"When will it be, you ask?" Dumbledore said, "It will be on the 2nd of January. Thank you for listening! It is time to feast!" with a snap of his fingers, food appeared everywhere.
As Cal and Draco walked to Transfiguration, they didn't speak to each other for their heads were filled with thoughts about the dance. Finally, Draco broke the silence.
"Cal, are you excited about the dance which is in like a month?" he asked. Cal sighed.
"Sure," she answered, "it will be fun. But I don't know if I am actually going to 'dance' with someone this year. I mean, don't you think-us first years-are a little too young for this?"
Draco looked at her and smiled. "Don't be such a worrywart," he said, 'I mean, it's just a little innocent dance. It's not like you're going to get high or something."
Cal winced. "Sure, I will dance with someone," she said. She felt (kind of) like Draco was pressuring her into this. She couldn't hold her feelings in anymore. "Draco Malfoy, why are you pressuring me into this? Maybe I don't want to dance with someone! You probably want me to dance with you, that's why you are pressuring me ! Am I right? Yes, I am! I know it!" Cal opened the door of the Transfiguration classroom, and slammed it in his face.
A/N: They were actually on time! : )
Draco slowly opened the door to the classroom, and sat down by Pansy Parkinson, a fellow Slytherin.
"What's buggin' you?" she asked him.
"Nothing," Draco answered hotly.
"I know there is something wrong with you, Draco," she said. She took his hand-
A/N: SHE TOOK HIS HAND! SHE TOOK HIS HAND! IS SOMETHING GOING ON HERE?
"Please let go of my hand," Draco said calmly.
"I am not going to until you tell me," she said. Draco didn't know what to do. How could he tell her of his relationship with Cal and how it fell apart when he didn't even know Pansy?
Cal looked over at him and saw Pansy holding his hand. A look of anger filled her eyes. 'She probably thinks I was cheating on her,' he thought. Cal looked away.
"Fine, I'll tell. Just not now," he said, annoyed.
"Alright, meet me in the common room after classes," Pansy said. She let go of his hand and turned to her parchment. Draco thought and thought about Cal. He tried to put his mind back to Transfiguration, but he couldn't. 'Come on, Draco,' he told himself, 'She's probably not thinking about you.' They went away for five minutes, and thoughts like, 'How many things could go wrong with Cal today?' would always flow back to his head. He finally got his mind off Cal, but then his mind was on Pansy Parkinson. 'At the dance, who am I going to dance with? Pansy Parkinson?' Draco shook his head, trying to clear off the thoughts. 'Oh, you're making it obvious,' he told himself angrily, 'people probably know something is wrong with me. People probably think I like Pansy or something now. They probably think I am cheating on Cal. My life is ruined-'
"See you Monday," Professor McGonagall said. "Class dismissed." Draco scrambled out of his seat and headed off to Potions. He didn't learn a thing that day because he wasn't paying attention. At the end of classes that day, Hermione lectured him about the 'responsibility of paying attention in class.' He didn't even pay attention to that.
Finally, Draco and Hermione reached the common room. Pansy was behind him, and Cal was behind Pansy. But Draco didn't care. He said the password, and as he stepped in, he said, "Wait! Hermione!" Hermione turned around. "I'm so poor, I can't even pay attention!" Hermione smiled, and Draco stepped into the common room.
He was about to head into the Boy's Dormitory, until someone's hand came on his shoulder.
"What-?" Draco turned around. It was Pansy Parkinson. "What do you want?" he asked.
"I want to know what is wrong with you, Draco," Pansy said, "you have never acted this way before. Does this have something to do with Cal?"
"Why do you care?" Draco asked her coldly. "I don't want to tell you. Her relationship with me is kept between us. Is that alright with you-" Before Draco could finish, Pansy slapped her hand to his mouth.
"I'm going to make you tell me," she said. She let go of his mouth.
"Why are you so nosy?" Draco asked her.
"Because I just am. Now tell me!" she said.
"I don't even know you. You're not my friend. So why should I tell you?" Draco asked, 100% annoyed.
Pansy pulled him away from the dormitory and into the common room. She seated him on one of the couches and sat by him.
"Get away," Draco said, "you're a little too close to me."
"So?" Pansy asked.
"Fine, let's get this over with. Okay," he began, "Well, Cal and I we're (kind of) in love. Okay? Than, today, she thought I was pressuring her into dancing with me at the dance. Clear? Okay. Anyway, and then she saw you holding my hand, and she got madder. She probably thinks I was cheating on her this whole time."
"Well, you weren't," Pansy said. "So that's what happened?"
"Well, now you can tell me why you wanted to know?" Draco asked, feeling nervous that she would start telling rumors about Cal and him. "Are you going to start rumors, Pansy?"
"No," she said. "But since the sorting, I've kind of had feelings for you, Draco," Pansy began.
"Oh, I see where this is leading to. So that's why you wanted to know what was wrong with me. You were concerned." How sweet!
"Yes, I was. Please tell me you like me too." That was almost the exact line Draco told Cal! And Cal said she couldn't tell.
"I can't tell, Pansy. I think I should get to know you better," he answered.
"That can be arranged," Pansy said. "Why don't we meet in the common room tomorrow at 8 o'clock sharp in the morning. We can then walk around and we can get to know each other."
"You don't know when to quit, do you, Pansy?" asked Draco. He sighed. "Alright. Tomorrow. Be there. That doesn't mean I love you, got it, Pansy? So don't go telling all your friends!"
"Alright, Draco," Pansy said. "Well, I am off." Draco sat there, thinking about Cal and why he HAD pressured her into the dance.
He soon found himself tired and headed up the stairs. He knew he had to do his work, but he really needed to take a nap, and THEN he would do his work. But what if he didn't wake up for the whole day? 'No, I will,' he told himself and opened the 'Boy's Dormitory' door. He wished he could run into Cal's dormitory and just hug her and hold her. He wished he could tell her he was sorry, but she would only say, "You were cheating on me! You don't deserve me!" or something like that.
Draco laid down on his four poster and looked up at the curtains. He thought and thought, but couldn't help shutting his eyes and falling asleep.
* ^ Later in the day ^*
A/N: This part is about Cal. Okay?
Cal looked up at her parchment to see Draco, who was walking down the steps into the common room where she was doing her work. His hair was all messed around like he had just been asleep.
"What do you want, Draco? Why don't you go and hold hands with Pansy, why don't you?"
"I came down to say SORRY!" Draco nearly yelled.
"Apology NOT accepted!" Cal yelled back. "LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON'T WANT TO BE BOTHERED BY YOU, YOU LITTLE-"
"Draco!" shrieked a horrified Pansy. She too looked as if she had just been asleep. "Is she bugging you-?! I must do something!" Pansy nearly tripped on a step when she ran.
'No, Pansy," Cal said slowly, "he's bugging ME! AND WHY DO YOU TWO LOOK LIKE YOU'VE TAKEN A NAP OR SOMETHING? IT'S 5:30 P.M.! WAKE UP, DO WORK! DO SOMETHING!"
"I haven't done my homework, Pansy, I have to do it. She's right."
"YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION? ARE YOU TWO PLANNING SOMETHING TONIGHT?"
"No, Cal, we're only in first year," Pansy said. She rolled her eyes. "How could you have ever been with her, Draco? She is such a brat and she doesn't even have a realistic mind. She has a perverted mind."
"YOU LIAR!" Cal screamed. She jumped on Pansy's back just as Pansy turned around. Pansy fell, Cal on top of her back. Cal turned Pansy over and was about to slap her hard in the face, but Draco's hand stopped her hand from hitting Pansy's frightened face .
"DON'T STOP ME!" Cal yelled at Draco. Her patience with anyone (even Harry) was gone. Now that Draco was "with" Pansy, she could like Harry all she wanted. All she wanted. 'He's Hermione's,' she told herself. She sighed angrily as Draco picked her up slowly off Pansy. Cal got a good slapping on Pansy's face, but that was it. "What the heck is wrong with you, Draco Malfoy?" she screamed at him. Instead of slapping Pansy, she PUNCHED Malfoy!
"DRACOOOOOOOO!" Pansy screamed, running to Malfoy. Cal had hit so hard, Malfoy had fallen over. Cal was panting a mile a minute. Cal stuffed her parchment into her book bag and ran out of the Slytherin House. She ran into the girl's bathroom and yelled at her "ugly" face. It was now ugly from hate. The girl's bathroom door opened. It was Pansy.
"What do you want? Did you expect me to apologize to your precious Draco Malfoy?" asked Cal annoyed.
"No," she said. She opened the stall and went inside. "Is it alright if I need to use the bathroom, Cal? Or do I need to have your permission first?" that hit Cal hard in the face. She wanted to vandalize Pansy's stall and shake it and write 'Pansy is a wench!' all over it. She couldn't though. Everyone would know it was her.
It had just hit Cal. Some Seventh Year Slytherin girl named Evangeline something was applying lipstick in Charms. She could steal her lipstick and write 'Pansy is a Wench!' in lipstick on the girl's bathroom mirror and act as if it weren't her. Evangeline would never notice. She would just keep applying it anyhow.
Cal wanted to do it that night. And so, when all the lights were out, she took out a flashlight and rummaged through Evangeline's makeup purse. She soon found thousands of lipstick containers that had been used over the years. She took a red one and ran to the bathroom with it.
She quickly wrote on the bathroom mirror, 'Pansy is a Wench!' in weird handwriting that didn't look like hers. She quickly stuffed the lipstick in her pants' pocket and ran outside. Once the lipstick was back with Evangeline and Cal was back in bed, everything was alright. Once Pansy saw it the next morning, Cal could hear Pansy screaming all the way from the Slytherin House.
Cal ran inside the bathroom to see what happened. "What happened, Pansy?" Cal asked in her "very shocked-NOT!" voice.
"Someone called me a wench, and they were using-blood!" Pansy touched the "blood" and then realized it was lipstick. "I mean, they used lipstick!"
"You poor poor thing!" Cal said, using a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "If I were you, I would hunt him or her down!"
"Him or her?" Pansy asked. "It could have been a boy?"
"Sure," Cal said. Inside, she could feel her mouth turning into a smile. She tried extremely hard to hide it. She began to laugh very hard.
"You!" Pansy said, "you did it!"
"No, I didn't !" Cal insisted, 'it was just the fact that you actually believed me when I said that it could have been a boy who did it! Which boy would come into this dump?" Pansy's face didn't soften. Pansy Parkinson didn't believe Cal!
"I know you did it, Cal McRobinson," Pansy said through gritted teeth. "I just know. You're just jealous that Draco likes me now and he doesn't like you anymore. Awwwwwww. is Cal still despaired that Draco dumped her-"
"Draco did not dump me," Cal said angrily, 'I dumped him."
"-Do you miss him?"
"And why would I tell you?"
"I've been dumped before too, Cal," Pansy said.
"This is outrageous!" said Cal, "we're only in first year and we've been dumped! When were you dumped? When you were five?"
"Not funny, Cal," Pansy replied. "I was dumped a couple of weeks ago. But I am not going to tell you who because it is embarrassing."
Cal didn't bother to ask who. Cal turned her back on Pansy and walked away.
"Hey, Cal! Wait up!" someone called. Cal turned around to see Draco. Draco. Draco.
"What the hell do you want with me?" asked Cal. She was still angry with Draco; the cheater!
"I am sorry, Cal," Draco said slowly, scuffing his toe on the rug.
"Apology NOT accepted," Cal said hotly. "I don't want to date someone who cheated on me!"
"I didn't! Pansy just took me by surprise and held my hand!"
"Fat liar," Cal muttered under her breath. She turned her back to Malfoy and walked away. Draco didn't move. Finally, he turned his back on her back and walked into the other direction, hitting Catty. Catty had just come out of the library with Hermione and they both were holding books. Books went crashing all over the place.
"I am so sorry, Catty, Hermione!" cried Draco, 'I was just in my own world and I didn't notice you-"
"It's alright, Draco,' said Catty soothingly. "Where's Cal?" Draco looked at the floor.
'Draco, is there something you're not telling us?" Hermione asked. "Is there something that happened between you and Cal? You can tell us, you know. It's not like we're going to tell the whole world-"
Draco spilled out the story. Catty's 'soothing' expression on her face turned to shock. Hermione nearly dropped her books again.
"You cheated on my sister, didn't you, Draco Malfoy?" Catty asked angrily. "I knew something wasn't right there!"
Hermione picked up her books again. She said something (very softly) and was about to turn around when Catty said, "I can't believe you, Draco! I thought you liked Cal!" That's when Hermione decided to set Cal and Draco up. Somewhere. Sometime. Somehow.