Snake Fang

by Mystic Loser

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter!

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Chapter Two: Advice from a Friend



The next day I walked into the Great Hall. I headed for the Prefect table and sat down, covering my face with my hands. A Ravenclaw girl headed towards me and sat down.

"Go away." I muttered.

"That ain't nice." she said, thwacking her hand against the table, causing me to look up. Of course. Its the only Ravenclaw that would have something to do with some one like me. Janice Mariah. She was in her fourth year now. She really doesn't belong in Ravenclaw. I don't think she belongs in Hogworts at all, but that doesn't change the fact that she makes a good Prank Monkey.

She had dyed black hair cut short, except for two long strands she spikes up and foward like insect intenas. One bright blue eye searched for mine, an eye patch over the other.

"Didn't Snape tell you to take that off?" I muttered and she laughed, slapping the table again. Annoying git.

"YUP! YUP!" she yelled, drawing attention to us, "But I threatened to gorge my eye out with a spoon if they didn't let me wear it. It makes me look like a pirate!" Someone remind me why I even bothered hanging out with this girl.

I sit and listen to the girl chatter on about diffrent things. Its intresting to hear her views.Not. Im using her as a distraction. I don't want to look at Potter. I don't want to see him whispering to his little friends about what happened.

For the sake of Slytherin! Does this girl ever shut up! You think a mudblood like her would know better then to talk to me. Oh God! SHES SINGING! Some dumb muggle song! I can't stand it anymore. I lean over the table and slap her. She looks shocked. Ha. Maybe she'll leave now?

And she does. Great, now Im alone. Im such a dumb ass! Now I have nothing to distract me from the raven haired boy at the other end of the room. With out the giddy little girl to sit in the way I can see Potter clearly.

And he sees me.

Now hes leaning over to the mudblood Granger and whispering to her. Now shes looking at me too. Then Ron. Soon the whole Gryffndor table would be watching me. I couldn't take this shit anymore. I stood up and turned, walking out of the room. If I was lucky that little whore Pansy wouldn't follow.

But someone was following. Dammit, I thought I got it through that girls head! I didn't want her! I turned and stared into two emrald eyes. Oh shit.

"Potter.." I mutter.

"Malfoy." he said, coldly.

"What do you want?" I asked, backing up a step. All I had to do was turn a bolt down a few corridors and Im home free.

"I just wanted to tell you.." he paused. He was nervous. Maybe this wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. After all, my father always told me never to run from your problems.. but then again, he isn't dealing with 'the Boy Who Lived'.

Potter was staring at the ground, and fidgeting. Finally he meant my eyes. "I don't like you. I don't know what made you kiss me, but it better not happen again. You make me sick!" Ouch. That hurt. Why don't you stab my heart with a fork?

"Fine," I muttered, chewing my bottom lip. Bastard! All I wanted to do was help him and he crushes my bloody heart.

"Fine then," he replied and walked away. I felt like throwing something at him! I want to see him in pain. Oh shit, not again Draco. I just want him to understand me. But Im not going to cry. Not this time! I promised last night, I'd never cry again.

Oh shit Im already crying. I turned and raced towards my room, not looking back. I blundered down the halls blindly searching for the Slytherin portal. I found the portal and walked up to it.

"Mugwort!" I said and stepped in. I was lucky everyone was at breakfeast, or someone would be clinging to my side trying to talk to me. I hurried to my room and shut the door behind me, ready to break down. I fell onto my bed and buried my face in the pillows to muffle the sound of my crying. Of course it wasn't necassary, I learned at an early age never to make a sound when I wept. It would only make matters worse for me if my father heard me crying.

I slammed my fist into the bed. Everyone would know by the end of the day that I, Draco Malfoy, tried to seduce Potter. And yet, that wasn't what bothered me. It was my word against his. If I really wanted to I could lie and say it was all in Potters sick little mind. It was Harry's words that hurt. I made him sick!? Was I really that vile? Could he atleast try to love me?

No. I was a snake. Vermine in his eyes. No one would ever understand me. '

I was so caught up in my anguish, I didn't notice the prescence of another in my room. Not until she dragged me to my feet from my bed.

"How the hell did you get in here?!" I yelled at Janice. The crazy little freak! I thought she was smart enough to grasp the fact that I was too good to hang out with the likes of her when I slapped her in the Great Hall!

"I have my ways!" she said and smiled. She was a freak. Shit, of course I wouldn't notice if she was walking right behind me, Im so messed up right now.

"Go away," I muttered and sat back down on my bed.

"I don't get it. I thought, you, of all people, never cried." she said, ignoring my protests. She pulled a chair over and sat down, "So whats up?"

"You don't get the point do you.." I muttered.

"What point?" she asked, looking at me as if I were insane.

I smirked. She is a dim one isn't she?

"I don't like you." I said, glaring at her. She just grinned back, and pulled the eye patch up as she could look at me.

"When did I ever say you did?" she asked, "But I thought you atleast thought I was and okay person when I put that spider in that Ron kids suitcase for you.."

Heh. So I used her to do my dirty work. The teachers never found out, and they didn't expel her. She was too 'innocent' even when guilty.

"So whats wrong with you, Mr I Got A Stick Up My Ass." she said.

"You're too young to understand." I reply. I can't come out and just tell a little girl, flat out, Im having sexual issues! I may be a Malfoy, but I still hold a little modesty in my beautiful body.

"Thats what my mum and dad told me when my big sis got a boy friend and I asked what the strange noises from upstairs were," she said, laughing, "Cut the shit, Malfoy."

Does she ever give up?

"I noticed you had a talk with that Potter boy."

What the hell is she, a ninja?

"What did he say to make you so upset?"

Atleast she didn't hear anything.

"It wasn't him." I lied.

"Then what was it?" she asked.

"Im upset over Pansy." I said. She looked at me as if I was insane. I wish people would stop doing that. I mean, I have the right to do what I want!

"What did she do?" Janice asked.

"I think I might like her, and I don't know how to tell her." I lied again. I don't know this girl, so I can't tell her the truth. But telling her this lie could maybe kill me. Pansy was the clingist Slytherin I knew. I hated her. She thought she was better then everyone in school. She was head over heels in love with herself, and she tought she could have the best. So naturally she went for me.

"Liar." Janice said.

"Am not!" I proteseted.

"Then I'll tell her." Janice replied.

"You will not!" I said, "I won't let you!"

"Try and stop me!" she replied, sticking out her tounge and pulling the patch back over her eye.

"Im not going to play kid games with you! I've..I've already asked her out! She said no!" I blurted out quickly.

"If you love someone, let them go..then when they aren't looking capture them in a shoe box!" Janice yelled, "HEY! I have a shoe box! I'll be back later!" She ran out of my room.

Someone, tell me again, why do I let her hang out with me? Oh yeah.. she put a spider in Weasly's suitcase. Insane bitch.

So..if you love someone.. let them go then capture them in a shoe box? Strange advice from a strange girl. I wonder, does it apply to my Harry? And do I really love him?

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Thats Chapter two! Heh! Well, thanks Shupatra for your review! It really means alot to hear that coming from another HP author. O.o I hope this chapter was okay, but I think I might have made Janice a little too happy..