Lita stepped into the Slytherin common room. She spotted her cousin on the sofa in front of the fire. "Greg?" Lita said softly. He turned his head and glared at her. Gulping, she walked over to her cousin and sat down. "What do you want, Lita?" he asked gruffly, never looking away from the fire. "Greg, I don't want you to be mad at me or Draco. Haven't you ever heard the saying 'you can't help who you fall in love with'?" There was silence. "Greg, don't act like this! I know you're mad, but how long do you think you'll last like this?" Another moment of silence. Goyle sighed and turned to his cousin. "Look, Lita. You're my cousin, so I have a family obligation to you. I feel as if I have to watch over and protect you," Goyle explained. "I can understand that, but why did you have to go and hit your best friend for it?" "I don't want to see you get hurt, that's all." "Draco would never hurt me! He loves me with all his heart and so do I!" Goyle hung his head. "I'm sorry. Why don't we just forget and get on with our lives?" "It's not that easy. You didn't just punch your best friend." "Look, he's in the hospital wing right now. Why don't you go up and see him? Explain it to him and I bet he'll forgive you," Goyle got up. "I think I will. Thanks, Lita!" he called as he left the room. Lita smiled and headed towards the girls room. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ron and Nikki were relaxing in the courtyard outside the castle. They had just had double potions with the Slytherins. With Draco out, things were going smoothly, putting the Gryfinndors in a good mood. "Ron, are you glad I came here?" "Of course! Why would you ask something like that?" "Just wondering." "If you hadn't come here, my life wouldn't be complete. I wouldn't be as happy as I am when you're around. My life would be different!" "Wow. I didn't know I affected you that much!" "You do, babe, and that's why I love you." Ron bent down and gave her a kiss. Nikki sighed and laid her head on Ron's shoulder. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Goyle made his way to the hospital wing. Inside, Draco was sitting on his bed putting his clothes back on. "Draco?" he asked in a small voice. "Bloody hell! Who can it be now?" Draco turned around. He gave Goyle a dirty look before speaking. "What do you want?" "Look, Draco, I came up here to apologize." he said looking down. "For what? Nearly knocking my bloody head off?" "Draco, I'm sorry. Lita is my cousin and I couldn't help myself. It was like an I had a responsibility to keep her safe and I hit you." "I wasn't going to hurt nor will I ever hurt her!" Draco exclaimed "I know that. I don't really know why I hit you. I do know that I want to be your friend again. No hard feelings?" Goyle extended his hand. "Aww, you bloke! I couldn't stay mad you for long, you know that!" Draco took his hand and shook it. "Now, let me get my clothes on and we'll leave," ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Goyle, you don't possibly know who it was that knocked me off my broom, now do you?" Draco asked. The two were en route to the Slytherin common room. "Yeah. It's all over the school. It was that red head Beater from Gryfinndor," "Weasel's girlfriend?" "Yeah, that's the girl. Yeah, she did it." Draco's eyes narrowed. He briskly turned and headed the other way. "Draco, where are you going?" Goyle asked. "To get my revenge. Those Gyrfinndorks are going to get it!"