Disclaimers: Nothing is mine. Too bad, the extra money would help.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Here it is my (hopefully not too crappy) fourth chapter.

Chapter Four

Draco still hadn't gotten over the fact that she got him detention as he walked to Snape's classroom that night. She definitely kept him on his toes. He had to admit he did like her, even if he couldn't stand her.

He was turning the corner when he heard loud voices coming from Snape's class.

"I'm sure my mother didn't mean giving me detention with him!" It was Jade and she didn't sound too happy.

"How else are you going to get to know him?"

Draco pressed himself against the wall by the door, listening. Were they talking about him?

"I can do it on my own, you know."

"And you're doing a bang up job so far, aren't you, Jade?" Snape asked sharply. "Your sister told me about the incident on the train. And this morning before breakfast."

Jade sighed. "It's his own damn fault for being rude. He's not very nice, Severus, in case you haven't noticed."

She called Snape by his first name? She needed to to get to know HIM? What was going on?"

"His father's not very nice. What did you expect?" Snape replied.

"I don't know. He's not like that in my dreams. He's SO . . ." she said, trailing off softly.

Draco pulled away from the wall and walked through the door. He didn't want to hear any more.

"Different," Jade finished. She noticed Draco in the doorway and scowled.

Snaped was rummaging through papers on his desk with keen interest. "Mr. Malfoy, you're late. Two more detentions for both of you."

Jade looked ready to kill, but didn't say anything.

Draco strolled over to Snape's area. "What do you want us to do, Professor?"

Snape studied Draco, an evil little smile playing on his lips. "I want you two to clean out all the cabinets in this classroom."

Draco shrugged. That was easy enough. It would take a mere fifteen minutes to complete. Simple little task and he be away from HER.

Snape moved around his desk. "Both of your wands."

They looked at him incredously. "What?" Draco exclaimed.

Jade shook her head unhappily. "Do you think we're going to kill each other?" She handed over her wand reluctantly. Draco did the same.

Snape ignored her and moved to the door. "You might want to get started if you'd like to finish at a decent hour."

Draco watched him in disbelief. This was NOT happening. He was stuck in the dungeons with this bloody American for who knows HOW long, cleaning. WIth his HANDS.

Jade moved over to the cabinets and began clearing them out. She removed her school robes and tossed them on a desk. She stood on her tiptoes to reach the top shelf.

Draco watched as her skirt traveled higher up her thigh. Legs that went on for miles. Very, very nice legs for someone he hated. He had to keep his closed to stop the drool from spilling out.

Jade stepped away from the first cabinet and dusted her hands off on her skirt. She turned around and rolled her eyes at Draco. "Are you going to help or just think naughty thoughts about me all night?"

Draco's eyes grew wide. He wasn't liking the fact that she always caught him off guard. To be honest, he really wasn't liking her at all.

"Well, you're not exactly a spring picnic yourself, you know," she snapped at him. She picked up rags from Snape's desk and threw one at his face.

He easily caught it before it hit him. He tossed it on the floor and glared. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Jade's face softened slightly. "You wouldn't understand." No, he really wouldn't, she agreed. At least not YET anyway. Why even bother? He probably won't even change. She turned to the next cabinet.

"Why do you have to get to know me?"

Jade visibly stiffened. "What?" She whirled around.

Draco was casually leaning over Snape's desk, peering at the paper's sitting there. "Snape said he put us in detention together so YOU can to know me," he said slowly. He turned around, his expression blank. "Why are you here?"

"My mother wanted me come here. Just like all the women in our family." Jade told him the half-truth.

Draco straightened and strode over to her, a menacing look on his face. "I can get the truth out of you, you know."

"Why do you care?" she said softly, looking up at him, her eyes dark.

He didn't care. Did he? He shook himself slightly. No, of course he didn't. "Well, it has to do with me, doesn't it?" he answered smugly.

Jade looked like she'd been slapped. She'd HOPED he'd be different. "Oh, that's right. I almost forgot. Malfoys only think about ONE thing: themselves," she said, her voice ice cold. "I'll make sure to remember it next time."

Something like regret flashed in Draco's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. "Glad you realized that."

Jade turned and started tossing things over her shoulder, narrowly missing Draco by centimeters. "And to think I actually CARED," she huffed out.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around. "You don't know me well enough to cared."

Tears filled Jade's eyes and she bit her lip. "That's what you'd like to think." She tried to ignore his hands on her shoulders. Tried to ignore how his closeness fogged her brain, wouldn't let her think. It made her WEAK. She couldn't afford to be weak.

"Your mother. She's the only one you think truly cares about you. Your father, Lucius, to you, is only satisified because you're a male heir. He's not proud that you're grades aren't as good as Hermione Granger's. He doesn't beat you, but he might as well with the tongue he has. You don't have what you could call real friends. They're more like spies for the Death Eaters and your father."

She paused, watching his face go paler, noticing his fingers tightening on her shoulders. "Lucius wants you to be just. Like. Him. But even now you're trying to come up with ways to get out of it. You're not like him at all. You're a good person, though no one would ever guess it.

"And then there are the dreams. The girl you can't see. The one who loves you with all your faults. The one you think you love. The one who dies because of you," she finished, no emotion present.

Draco's gray eyes were clouded with confusion. "How do you know all that? No one knows about that. NO ONE."

Jade shrugged as if it happened every day. It just comes to me," she lied. She lifted a hand to his cheek, caressing it softly. "You really don't know, do you?"

Know what? What could he possibly know? She scared him. Very few people managed to scare Draco Malfoy. But she did. And he wanted her. "The girl in my dream. Is she real?"

"Yes."

Draco stared down at her, feeling himself being tugged by her mesmerizing green eyes. They were absolutely beautiful. Her hand was warm on his skin, sending pleasurable sparks throughout his body. He was leaning down of his own free will. "So, Winthrop, you're telling me some girl I've never met is in love with me?"

She smiled. "The name's Jade. And I never said you've never met her." She smoothly moved her hand to the back of his neck and pulled his head towards his.

Their lips touched and he knew her secret.