Disclaimer: As you all know, I do not own any of them, even though I wish I did. A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. I will try to have the next one up tomorrow. I hope you like this.

"Draco, I don't know what to do. If I help them, one of them will get hurt, and the whole thing will blow up in my face, and everyone will blame me for everything!" I yelled in fury.

"So don't help. Let them figure this out on their own." He suggested.

"I don't know if I can, I'm already helping the guy they like." I admitted bitterly.

"I don't know what to tell you then Gwen. Just know whatever happens, I'm still here for you." He squeezed my hand.

"Thanks. It really means a lot to me." I kissed the top of his head.

"You'd better go, they'll be here in a minute." He let go of me.

"Just one more minute, I don't want to go yet." I sighed.

I caught a glimpse of Misti and Amanda coming in the library and kissed him one last time.

"On second thought it might be best if I left now." I got off his lap and rushed out the doors before they saw me.

I leaned against a wall and sighed. I didn't know what to do. I saw Nick approaching and tried to pretend not to see him. He was the last person I needed to see at the moment.

"Gwen, I don't think our plan is working. They don't seem to be noticing me." He whispered.

"I think the plan is working a little too well." I muttered under my breath.

"What did you say? Speak up a bit." He smiled.

"Look, Nick, I do want to help you, but things are getting way out of hand. I can't help you any more. Things are getting too out of hand for me." I didn't make eye contact as I told him.

"I see. Thanks for helping me anyway." He turned away ready to leave.

"Nick wait! I want to help you, but I can't anymore. They both like you. It wasn't supposed to happen. I don't want to hurt them. You can only have one. They want me to get you to notice them. I can't help both. I can't decide between them either. Misti is my twin, but Amanda is my best friend. Just don't hurt them Nick. If you hurt them I'll kill you." I warned as I walked away.

I felt terrible. Why hadn't listened to Draco? He advised me to stay out of it weeks ago. Had I listened I would not be in this mess. I didn't know what to do. There was nothing I could do.

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That night I was restless. I couldn't sleep. I decided to go to the kitchen and see if I could manage to sneak a few cookies or something of the sort. I silently crept down stairs when I saw a faint light down another corner. Being too curious for my own good, I couldn't help but look.

I hear hushed voices. They were speaking in a hushed tone. I was skeptical about peeking around to see who it was. I did it anyway. I saw Draco and whom appeared to be his father.

"So, young Pansy tells me you have a girlfriend. Is this true?" The vicious looking man accused.

"Yes. Don't you dare do anything to her. If you do I won't follow the plan and I'll tell everyone I can think of what is really going on at home." Draco threatened.

"Very well then, for now that is. Now who is this girl? What house is she in? Is she pureblood?" The dark man asked.

"What does that matter. I love her, that is all that matters, but to answer your question, her name is Gweneth Rivera. She is in Ravenclaw and yes; she is indeed a pureblood. If Pansy lays a hand on her, I will kill her you know. Make sure she is aware of that." Draco hissed angrily.

"Just remember son, if you don't come through, I will kill your little girl. Love means nothing to me. It never has. I should have separated you from your mother long ago. You would not be such a fool." He replied through gritted teeth.

"Goodnight Lucious. I am going to bed now, and remember, you hurt her. and the world will know." Draco growled.

"Goodnight then Draco. Don't screw up." Lucious disappeared.

I watched Draco scowl in the direction his father had left from as tears streamed down my face. I accidentally dropped my bracelet that I had been holding, and the beads scattered across the ground. Draco's head snapped up in my direction.

"Gwen!" He gasped.

I turned around and ran. I got a good twenty yards ahead of him before he decided to follow. I could hear his footsteps slowly, but surely coming closer. I barely made it to the painting of the old lady, he was no more then five feet from me. The painting slammed shut and I collapsed onto the floor. The tears wouldn't stop coming. Draco was hiding something from me. Something apparently dark.