Hey, Thank you JS12 and Kellyanne, my two reviewers. lol. Don't worry, it is getting more serious, lol, call it insanity. I love you. Chapter Three

Megan sighed and rolled out of bed. She felt sticky. Growling, she looked down at her sheets and saw dried blood where she had slept. She changed and showered. Moving quietly— it was way to early to be awake— Megan looked through her trunk.

She cursed loudly when she realized that they were not there.

'What am I going to do now?" She asked herself. She was relieved that the god had taken Gollum for the night. The creature had a habit of waking up when ever she had a problem.

Her face flushed. She couldn't ask her roommates. She barely knew them and it would be too awkward. Biting her lip Megan opened another girl's trunk and borrowed one of hers. She was uncomfortable and embarrassed.  Finally she decided to walk down to the Slytherin 's room. She did not know the password, but she often walked down with her sister before she went up to her own common room to head in for the night.

The halls were deserted; it was too late for couples to be sneaking back to bed, and too early for students to be up for breakfast. Anyone in their right minds would be curled up beneath their covers happily in dreamland. But Megan was not in her right mind! It was too early to be sane anyway.

Megan sighed and walked up to the stonewall that was the entrance to the common room and sat down. She couldn't do a thing until someone came out or someone went in. She started playing with a loose string from her cloak— the cloak was spelled to repair itself— and Megan pulled it out and started playing with the string. She charmed it to dance and make little shapes.

A dancing string could only amuse you for SO long, Megan thought as she sighed and shifted her weight. She was bored and tired, COME ON! They were Slytherins!!  Weren't they supposed to be breaking the rules and doing whatever the hell the wanted?

"Fine." She muttered to herself as she got up, leaning on the stonewall behind her. Before she could regain her balance the wall was holding her up moved inward, and Megan started to fall.

Instead of banging her head on the cold floor she was being held up by strong arms. The face of the person holding her looked down and she was dropped in surprise.

"OW!" She exclaimed as she rubbed her head.

"What the hell are you doing here?" The god asked as he bent down and helped her stand.

"I was waiting for my lover to come out." She replied.  She could barley hold a straight face; the surprise the lingered in his eyes was priceless.

His mouth dropped into an O shape and Megan burst out laughing.

"Really, I need to talk to my sister." She replied, and earned a scowl and a contemptuous glare.

"Why would you need to talk to her at this hour?" He asked distrustfully, maybe he really thought that she was waiting so she could sneak off with a Slytherin and have a rendezvous.

"Feminine reasons." She explained, as if it was the normal thing to say in that kind of situation.

"Fine, I'll escort you to her." He uttered, he saw the annoyed look she gave him and smirked.

"We don't want a big appalling Slytherin to come and ravish you." He explained grinning.

Oh, he had a sexy grin, god he was gorgeous. Megan thought, an embarrassed blush settled on her cheeks as she let herself be led by the Slytherin.

He led her into the seventh year girl's dorm rooms and waited next to her as she scanned the room for her sister, her older sister was curled up in a bed next to the wall. Megan went to her and shook her awake, she took out her wand and muttered a shield spell and stepped back.

Her sister instantly started screaming curses at Megan, the spells bounced off the walls, luckily Megan had extended the shield so everyone in the room was protected, she saw the other Slytherin girls start to stir so she muttered another spell, this one was to silence her sister, and to make the others fall into a deep slumber.

"Stop it Kel, I need to get something from you." Megan whispered into her sister's ear.

"I'm going to kill you!" Kelly tried to scream, it came out as a whisper.

"Fine, can I borrow something from you first?" Megan asked.

"NO!" Kelly exclaimed.

"I really need it!" Megan pleaded.

"NO!"

"Please???"

"What do you need?" The god asked, Megan turned, surprised to see that he was still there.

"Urm, something…"

"WHAT?" Kelly whispered loudly.

"Um…" Megan began, shooting looks at the god.

"TELL ME!" Kelly exclaimed.

"Maxi pads." Megan muttered; her eyes cast downward.

"Oh." Was all Kelly could say, she was watching, amused, as Draco actually blushed and turned away.

"Well, where are they?" Megan asked.

"In my trunk." Kelly told her as she curled back down in her bed.

Megan got the pads and walked away.

"Thanks." She called over her shoulder before she disappeared from her sister's line of vision. Draco was trailing silently behind her.

Megan sighed and covered her face with her hands when she got back up to her own dorm. She had totally embarrassed herself, O well, what could she do? Still, she felt the burning blush when she thought about the incident.

She was sitting on her bed with her head still in her hands when she heard some one scream and something pounding. Megan ran down the stairs and out of the common room, as soon as she stepped out of the painting something launched itself at her, and wrapped its arms around her head. She was smothered, but when she was at the point of really needing oxygen the thing let go and sat on her shoulder, Megan looked at it and discovered it was Gollum, HER GOLLUM. The same Gollum that Draco Malfoy, the god, was supposed to be watching.

Gollum was shaking. He seemed terrified.

"What ever is wrong darling?" Megan asked as she stroked its small head.

But she already knew, it had finally dawned on her. When she had encountered that God in the Slytherin rooms Gollum had not been with him. HOW DARE HE! What the heck did he think he was doing? Gollum could have been hurt.

Gollum, sensing Megan's rage growled and bared his teeth.

"At breakfast we'll get Daddy, Ok?" Gollum nodded, as if he had understood.

Megan Sighed and walked up back into her room, she set up a little bed in her drawer of her night stand, Draco had the cradle.

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            She walked into the great hall and looked around until she found the God's glossy blond head. Megan walked over to him and hit him hard on the back of his head. He turned around scowling.

"WhattheFU...Ur, hello Megan." He was afraid of her, as he should be. She by the way she was glaring even Voldemort would envy her anger.

"What are you not happy to see me?" She asked overly sickeningly sweet. He gave her a co0nfused and slightly flustered look.

"Ur…"

"Well? Drakie-po, I want to know why you're not ecstatic to see me. PERHAPS ITS SOMETHING THAT YOU DID?" Megan had started to scream, everyone turned to watch the fight between the two teens.

Draco had tried to back away but two very ugly boys were blocking his way.

"OR MAYBE IT'S SOMETHING YOU FORGOT TO DO?" Megan screamed even louder. She realized that everyone was looking at her and she turned her glare on the spectators.

"What? Is there something your all looking at?" Megan asked sweetly, but she still wore her mask of anger.

Slowly most of the students turned back to their food, or at least pretended to.

Megan turned towards Draco and lifted something out of her bag. In her arms was little Gollum. When Gollum saw Draco he started to hiss and bared his teeth.

"HUM? REMBERING SOMETHING HONEY?" Draco tried to smirk, but he was to flustered to manage such a task, he looked downright frightened.

"Listen, I am so sorry Megan, ok? I did not realize that Gollum had gotten out, but the little bugger found you, and he's ok, so everything's fine."

Draco was shuddering while he tried to reason with the angry girl standing next to him.

"I don't think so!" Megan whispered, she leaned close to him.

"I'm gonna make your life a living hell." She muttered as she moved closer. She stared him in the eyes. She reached up and stroked his cheek, and then very lightly she pressed her nails into his skin as she stroked his cheek. Pressing harder each time she brought her hand up. He pulled away when he realized what she was doing.

"You're just lucky that I need you as a partner, otherwise I don't think I would just be lovingly stroking your cheek." She laughed and slowly walked away, turning back several times to enjoy his shocked expression.