Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I only own the character of Fierra Diosa and the plot.

Numerous days after the event of the Dark Mark followed, with teachers now assisting their students to their next classes, wary of any suspicious deeds that could link to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Fierra Diosa and Draco Malfoy continued to attend their classes regularly, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Harry Potter was always seen, surrounded by his friends, Ron and Hermione, grasping his forehead as if he were in excruciating pain.

"What's the matter, Potter? Longbottom's told me that you wake up screaming in the night. I reckon you've been having sweet dreams lately?" Draco sneered at Harry as he and his friends passed by. Several Slytherin girls (obviously fans of Draco) tittered, causing Ron Weasley to turn around and make an inappropriate gesture with his hand. Hermione hissed at him and led Harry to the Gryffindor common room.

"Making fun of Potter and his little friends again, I see," Fierra said to Draco after Harry and company scampered away. "Best if we hurry up to Potions. You know that Snape isn't the most patient man on earth," Fierra smirked as she tugged on Draco's robes, leading him to the dungeons where Potions class was held.

Potions class had already started when Draco and Fierra came in. Snape took no notice of them as they took their seats, chatting amongst each other placidly. A few minutes later, Harry Potter, along with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, entered the room.

"Mr Potter, Mr Weasley, and Ms Granger," Professor Snape looked up from his lecture as the three rushed to their seats. His black robes swished as he turned around to face them, his eyes as cold as steel. "May I ask why, after nearly seven years of schooling at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, are you still capable of being late to class?" he said. The three remained silent, as there was absolutely no point whatsoever in arguing against Professor Snape, as they always lead into nowhere. Professor Snape clucked his tongue. "That will be ten points, each, from Gryffindor, for not learning to come to class on time," he said. And with that, his robes swished once again as he turned around to continue the lesson.

Classes ended for that day, and the students all flocked into the Great Hall. The apprehension for the upcoming exams was in the air, as many students had already started studying. The weather was slowly, but steadily, getting warmer every day. Before everyone knew it, it was time for a Quidditch match between the Slytherin and the Hufflepuff teams.

"Have you gotten a new broom yet?" Fierra asked Draco, as he got ready for Saturday morning's match. He nodded yes after he put on his emerald green Quidditch robes. He walked towards his trunk and pulled out his new broomstick, a Nimbus 2004. Its handle gleamed where the light hit it as Draco handed it to Fierra, who traced the surface with her finger gently. She handed the broom back to Draco as the two left for the Quidditch pitch.

The whole school was already in the stands by the time Fierra and Draco got there. Students were waving around Slytherin and Hufflepuff banners, cheering madly, and waiting for the match to begin.

"Good luck," Fierra said to Draco. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. The kiss lingered on longer than usual, until Draco finally pulled back and headed out onto the pitch. Fierra hurried to find herself a seat in the stands.

The players walked onto the pitch, with their broomsticks propped against their shoulders. Madam Hooch stepped out and blew her whistle. Before everyone knew it, the match had begun.

"That's ten to zero, Slytherin!" the commentator, Colin Creevey yelled out into the loudspeaker. Blurs of green and yellow flashed all around the stands, making heads spin. Before everyone knew it, the game had ended.

"Malfoy's caught the snitch!" Colin Creevey announced, rather disappointedly. Everyone began to file out of the stands and head into the Hogwarts Castle. Draco touched down on the ground and Fierra rushed to meet him.

"That was quick," Fierra said as Draco got off his broom. Fierra grabbed it away from him and ran inside the Hogwarts Castle. Draco chased after her and finally they ended up, breathless, outside the Slytherin common room entrance.

With eyes blazing, Fierra grabbed Draco's collar and pulled him into her, pushing her lips against his. Draco pulled back almost immediately, causing Fierra to scowl.

"Not here," Draco said. "I've got a better idea." He pulled her along, walking through corridors, until they finally stopped on the seventh floor, in front of a tapestry of Barnabas the Balmy being clubbed by trolls. There stood a door, which seemed like any other door.

"So, what's this?" Fierra asked. She groped around for the doorknob until she found it, but she didn't open it. She stood still, waiting for Draco to answer.

"This," Draco said, "is the Room of Requirement." Fierra gave him a funny look. "Anybody can only enter this room if they have a great need for it. They will also find everything they need inside," Draco explained. A cloudy expression settled over Fierra's face until it dawned unto her. The look of confusion was replaced with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She opened the doorknob and pulled Draco in.

The room could have easily been the largest and most elegant room that Draco and Fierra had ever been in. Fierra took off her shoes and jumped into the king-sized bed. She lay down and gasped at the ceiling.

"It's enchanted!" she said as Draco shut the door and took off his shoes. He lay down beside her and gazed up at the ceiling. She moved closer to him as he put his arm around her. "It's pretty, isn't it?" she whispered.

"It has nothing on you," Draco said softly as he pulled Fierra into a kiss. A kiss raging with a fire set deep inside the two of them. It was then that the dragon and the fire goddess united.

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Saturday morning came and went. There were, of course, no classes, so Draco and Fierra wound up putting their feet into the cool, calm lake beside the Hogwarts castle. It was one of those clear days, when the sun is up but there is also a slight breeze. It was as if nothing could go wrong at all…

Nightfall came as quickly as that morning. Soon, most of the students found themselves clambering up the stairs and into their common rooms. Draco and Fierra were no exception. Within the hour they were lounging on the comfortable couches in the Slytherin common room, waiting for sleep to take them. Without thinking, Fierra looked out the window and spotted a small figure scuttling into the Forbidden Forest. The figure looked oddly familiar…

"Draco!" Fierra whispered fiercely to the boy beside her. "Isn't that Pansy out there?" she asked, her face pressed against the glass. Draco turned around to have a look, and gasped.

"That is her! What the hell does she think she's doing, roaming into the Forbidden Forest like that? At night too!" Draco said, muttering the last bit to himself. Fierra got one of her mischievous glints in her eye again.

"Say, why don't we follow her?" she asked, grinning a bit. "I am getting a bit bored, you know, sitting here and not doing much. Don't you have an Invisibility Cloak?" Fierra said, a tad amused at Draco's startled expression. Draco suddenly smiled.

"I knew you had that in you. All right, we'll follow her. Wait here while I get the cloak," Draco said.

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Fwahahahaha. Finally finished that. Sorry for the lack of updates. I had writer's block! Really! I swear I won't let my fanfics collect dust like this anymore. Anyhoo, like the action? It really was sort of filler, but at least it ended in a little cliffhanger… Brace yourselves for the last couple of chapters, they're very, eh… something. Oh yeah. Please review, as they keep me going!