I was too surprised to even scream and was caught by the person's arm, just
like in the muggle dancing; the tango.
Draco.
Draco smirked, as his face was only a foot away from mine. His arm pushed me back up as I stood in front of me.
"Sorry Draco, you can't tango with three people." I said as my excuse.
"Who's the third person?" Draco asked questioningly.
"Blaise. Duh." I answered crossing my arms. Can I go now?
"Aw, seems like we've switched dates, eh?" Draco said with his hands in his pockets and nodding his head towards a familiar table.
Blaise was there as Harry was flirting madly with her. Hermione was pouting and Ron and Lisa were in the same situation. No rush of heat went to my ears this time...
"Bastard. I don't know why he asked me in the first place." I said angrily.
"Wanna dance? I've seen that all you've done tonight his make a sugar cube pyramid." Draco snickered and offered his hand for a dance.
"Ok. But I swear if you touch my butt, step on my feet, or get more than three feet close to me, I *WILL* kill you." I sneered as he put his hands around my waist. I gave him a death glare as he loosened his grip on my waist and was now barley touching me. I straightened my arms and barley touched the back of his neck so I could get the farthest around him. The song was slow and had a pop-ish tune to it. In the middle of the song, Draco suddenly and quickly pulled me towards him. This was FAR off the three-feet-away policy.
I gave him a death glare and all he did was smirk. Bastard, he'd better let go of me...
Before I could punch, kick, or slap him, the song ended. He briskly walked off through the door and turned his head a little to give me his trademark! I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind, he needs it.
I actually ran with my shoes and took a risk of falling down.
"Draco Malfoy, come back here!" I yelled. He was not going to get away with what he had done.
I was actually catching up with him! I was going to so...AHHH!
Stupid shoes. I had tripped and fell. Fell on something...squishy. I looked down to find Draco, smiling.
"I knew you wanted me." He snickered.
"Ew! Gross! Yeah right!" I said feeling a pain in my left ankle.
"Then why aren't you getting off?" Draco smirked.
"Because I think I sprained my ankle. I CAN'T get off!" I told him as I rolled my eyes, "A little help?"
"Sure..." He sneered. Uh-oh. I know that sneer. And I know he's not gonna help me...
He flipped me over and pinned me down to the floor. He smirked as he leaned his face closer to mine...
"Helping equals ME GETTING UP!!!" I yelled and kicked him with my knee where it hurts the most.
"OWWWW!" He winced and rolled off. He crouched up in a ball and groaned. I sat up, but my ankle was too weak to stand.
"You're a bitch, ya know that?" Draco said slowly getting up.
"Thank you, you're not far away from one either." I said happy of my deed.
"Want some help?" He said towering me.
"Some help getting up, or help MAKING OUT?!" I asked, hoping that I wouldn't have to hurt him again. ...
"I can do both." He snickered and lifted me up like a baby between both his arms. Ooo, and muscular arms too...AH!! No, no, no... That's not what I meant!
"Don't try anything...my right foot can still kick." I warned him and gazed up at his face. Stupid flawless face. Stupid handsome features. Stupid gray eyes. Stupid muscles.
I shook my head to stop looking at him and looked around.
"Draco. I have a feeling you're not taking me to Madame Pomfrey." I said looking around, noticing we were going downstairs.
"Nah, this is a short cut." He said and continued walking.
"Ok." I agreed hesitantly. I leaned my head on his arm and sighed. This wasn't exactly what I called a great evening.
Draco.
Draco smirked, as his face was only a foot away from mine. His arm pushed me back up as I stood in front of me.
"Sorry Draco, you can't tango with three people." I said as my excuse.
"Who's the third person?" Draco asked questioningly.
"Blaise. Duh." I answered crossing my arms. Can I go now?
"Aw, seems like we've switched dates, eh?" Draco said with his hands in his pockets and nodding his head towards a familiar table.
Blaise was there as Harry was flirting madly with her. Hermione was pouting and Ron and Lisa were in the same situation. No rush of heat went to my ears this time...
"Bastard. I don't know why he asked me in the first place." I said angrily.
"Wanna dance? I've seen that all you've done tonight his make a sugar cube pyramid." Draco snickered and offered his hand for a dance.
"Ok. But I swear if you touch my butt, step on my feet, or get more than three feet close to me, I *WILL* kill you." I sneered as he put his hands around my waist. I gave him a death glare as he loosened his grip on my waist and was now barley touching me. I straightened my arms and barley touched the back of his neck so I could get the farthest around him. The song was slow and had a pop-ish tune to it. In the middle of the song, Draco suddenly and quickly pulled me towards him. This was FAR off the three-feet-away policy.
I gave him a death glare and all he did was smirk. Bastard, he'd better let go of me...
Before I could punch, kick, or slap him, the song ended. He briskly walked off through the door and turned his head a little to give me his trademark! I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind, he needs it.
I actually ran with my shoes and took a risk of falling down.
"Draco Malfoy, come back here!" I yelled. He was not going to get away with what he had done.
I was actually catching up with him! I was going to so...AHHH!
Stupid shoes. I had tripped and fell. Fell on something...squishy. I looked down to find Draco, smiling.
"I knew you wanted me." He snickered.
"Ew! Gross! Yeah right!" I said feeling a pain in my left ankle.
"Then why aren't you getting off?" Draco smirked.
"Because I think I sprained my ankle. I CAN'T get off!" I told him as I rolled my eyes, "A little help?"
"Sure..." He sneered. Uh-oh. I know that sneer. And I know he's not gonna help me...
He flipped me over and pinned me down to the floor. He smirked as he leaned his face closer to mine...
"Helping equals ME GETTING UP!!!" I yelled and kicked him with my knee where it hurts the most.
"OWWWW!" He winced and rolled off. He crouched up in a ball and groaned. I sat up, but my ankle was too weak to stand.
"You're a bitch, ya know that?" Draco said slowly getting up.
"Thank you, you're not far away from one either." I said happy of my deed.
"Want some help?" He said towering me.
"Some help getting up, or help MAKING OUT?!" I asked, hoping that I wouldn't have to hurt him again. ...
"I can do both." He snickered and lifted me up like a baby between both his arms. Ooo, and muscular arms too...AH!! No, no, no... That's not what I meant!
"Don't try anything...my right foot can still kick." I warned him and gazed up at his face. Stupid flawless face. Stupid handsome features. Stupid gray eyes. Stupid muscles.
I shook my head to stop looking at him and looked around.
"Draco. I have a feeling you're not taking me to Madame Pomfrey." I said looking around, noticing we were going downstairs.
"Nah, this is a short cut." He said and continued walking.
"Ok." I agreed hesitantly. I leaned my head on his arm and sighed. This wasn't exactly what I called a great evening.
