Pansy lunged at him, sobbing furiously and grabbing his robes.

"What do you think you are doing, woman! And what are you doing in the boy's dormitories?"

"How," she gulped, "how could you forget our one week anniversary?" She pummeled him with her fists. 'Blimely, that woman could hit hard.' He dropped the book and it fell open. Ginny's signature was bright purple and Pansy's beady eyes caught sight of it. "Ginny Weasely. You dumped ME for a Gryffindor!" She shrieked, her sharp red nails going straight for his eyes. Luckily, being Seeker did have some advantages and he jerked backward right before she blinded him. He grabbed her wrists, panting. She kicked him hard. Only girls could play that dirty and deal cheap shots like that.

"First of all, I never went out with you." He growled in pain, utterly perplexed at Pansy. He had hated that pug face for the last five years and had only gone to the ball with her last year, because his father insisted. Pansy and her family could fill the prefect's bathtub with galleons and have some left over. "Second of all, how could you of all people think that I would sink to the level of associating myself with muggle-lovers!"

"Oh, so you're not going out with her." She was calming down, fluttering her eyelashes. 'Did she have one too many butter beers?'

"Yes."

"Oh," Pansy straightened her robes and patted down her hair, which had so much Sleazy potion that it looked brittle and ready to snap off. "Draco, you are so funny." She gave a slight giggle that was ugly even by donkey standards. "You gave me quite a scare. You were just playing with me, right?" Draco was confused, very confused. One minute she was trying to tear him into pieces and the next she was flirting with him. What was he supposed to say? If he said yes would she be insulted and if he said no she would angry.

"Draco?"

"Yes, yes." He whispered nervously, ready to duck if she decided to throw a curse at him.

"So where's my present?" Her eyes had a dangerous gleam in them and her teeth were bared in tight smile. He had a feeling that if he didn't come up with something fast, she would tear his throat out. Quickly, he transfigured a paperweight into a rose. He offered it tentatively to her.

"Oh Draco," she embraced him and nearly broke his neck and cutting off his windpipe, "you're so romantic." Draco smiled stiffly. How was he supposed to get this girl off of him?

"Pansy, while you're here would you like to help me with Binn's homework. I have to write a three parchment essay on how the Goblin Wars have affected the present." Pansy's eyes darted nervously.

"Oh Draco, I'd love to." She smiled.

"Please go away", Draco thought very hard, "please go away."

"But I really have to try a new cosmetic spell I bought at Hogmeades. Maybe some other time?"

"Alright." With a last wave, she quickly retreated from the boy's dormitory. Her hips swung as if she was trying to be seductive, but in reality she looked like an unbalanced or perhaps drunk dog.

He sighed in relief. Thank Merlin that his relationship with Potty and his gang wasn't as complicated. He had never really appreciated the simplicity of hate. None of love-hate thing that he had deals with Pansy, leaving him in a constant state of confusion.

Now, how was he supposed to get the book back into Ginny's hands without anyone else finding out? Suddenly, brilliance struck again and he was done the stairs and out the dormitory before you could say "hippogriff."



~Hey people don't expect the next chapter till next week!