A/N: Don't kill me! I wrote about 3,000 words…. And by brother wanted me to e-mail him something about the new Dumbledore, and well I tried to save this, because it had explicit stuff I didn't want my parents to read and IT GOT LOST ON MY COMPUTER! I was so upset. I just tried to open it and it wasn't there. GRRR It was so great too! I am so sorry! I will try to remember what I typed…. Sorry again!

Oh and… this chapter gets a little steamy. LOL I love the word. Well it is still PG-13. Sorry. No sex…. So far.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, only the things/people you don't recognize….

Heh I got this idea last night….

!Buddy Alert! DracoIsEvil signed on.

DracoIsEvil: Hey SJ, I love the fic so far!

SJhatesYOU: Thanks Emily… so… do you like any particular things…. *smirk*

DracoIsEvil: Well…. I do like the part that me and Blaise… oops I said too much didn't I?

SJhatesYOU: Yes, that you did…

DracoIsEvil: Ok well I got to go…. Umbridge wants the Inquisitorial Squad *grin*

SJhatesYOU: Ok well bye…

DracoIsEvil signed off.

!Buddy Alert! S3xYpUr38L00d signed on.

S3xYpUr38L00d: Hey SJ!!!! *grin*

SJhatesYOU: Hey Draco! How do you like the fic?

S3xYpUr38L00d: It is great… I am just hoping Emily looks like you, SJ *smirk*

SJhatesYOU: Well not yet… she will though… oops I said too much! Sorry Draco-poo gotta go….

S3xYpUr38L00d: I love it when you call me that… er wait… what were you talking about there?!?

SJhatesYOU: sorry ickle Draco-kins got to go now! Bye!

S3xYpUr38L00d: I love that one too… *sigh* wait where…what?

SJhatesYOU has signed off.

S3xYpUr38L00d: she always does that…. And I still like her….

S3xYpUr38L00d signed off.

On with the fanfiction:

            Mallory walked down the hall, gliding her palm along the damp stone walls. Her eyes gazed over the darkness, searching for a particular portrait. Of course she noticed this, but the portraits in Hogwarts, could talk. What she didn't notice, is that they always gave good advice. As her feet led her to one portrait, she saw that the witch occupying it looked vaguely familiar. As if she knew the witch. Mallory glanced at the silver embossed label, and saw that her name was Samantha. She was rather young, but had worry lines. Her face looked tired, and her smile was faded. Mallory's ears perked up as the portrait asked for the password, and she gave it to 'Samantha'. The portrait swung open, and Mallory climbed into the Slytherin common room. The common room was decorated in green and silver, and everything was dark. Compared to the Gryffindor common room, this one was like attending a funeral. She searched around for the stone stairwell, and easily found it. She followed the stairs, down to Emily's dormitory. Emily was easy to find, for she was the only one present in the dark room, besides Mallory herself. As Mallory reached Emily's bed, she noticed the bandages that were on her arm. She could tell that they were fresh, and that she must have recently cut herself. Mallory fumed, and grabbed Emily, hard, by the wrist. Emily yelped in pain, but her eyes narrowed as she saw Mallory.

            "Why are you doing this to yourself Em? Hmm?" Mallory inquired loudly, while nodding her head to Emily's wrist. Emily grabbed her arm back, and said something unintelligible, being as her hand was in front of her mouth. Anger surged through Emily's body. How dare she talk to me like that… as if I am her friend… 'Why are you doing this to yourself Em?' ha! Like she actually cares. Bullshit. Emily sneered at Mallory, as she sat up from her bed.

            "What's it matter to you, eh?" Emily inquired with an eyebrow cocked. Mallory was taken aback, and stepped away from the emerald green bed. Emily hopped off her bed and cornered Mallory. Mallory had a look of panic on her face as Emily's arms went into the air. Mallory was expecting the blow, and shut her eyes, but there was no connection between her face and Emily's fist. Mallory opened her eyes as she heard Emily laughing. Mallory stood up straight, and pursed her lips.

            "What is so funny? What happened to you Emily? Huh? I actually saw you with Malfoy the other day… MALFOY! You know the guy who never even cared you existed? And you two are now suddenly together? The one always poked fun at my friends… the one I hate? What has gotten into you Em? Well what?!" Mallory was now raging with anger, but was bewildered when Emily broke into tears. Her eyes were flickering with silver, and the tips of her hair were blond. Mallory panicked, but quickly shook it off, remaining still.

            "One. There is no Emily and Draco. Two. Would it matter to you anyway? Three. I don't care about you and your fucking Gryffs. Now leave." Emily's eyes were now flashing with silver, and her hair was three-quarters blond. A single tear escaped Mallory's lavender eyes, and she turned away. She walked away, her feet slipping slightly, but turned around to say one last thing. As she opened her mouth, she was just met with Emily's middle finger. 'Goodbye Emily…' Mallory muttered under her breath as she stumbled out of the portrait. Good. Now she is gone. No more Draco. No more Gryffindors. Hmm.. I have to use the loo… Emily skipped into the bathroom closed the door behind her.

            Blaise walked into the Slytherin common room, and plopped himself down on one of the cushioned emerald couches. He laid his arms around the top of the couch, and leaned back. He propped his feet atop the footrest, and crossed his left leg over his right. He smirked in triumph, as he heard a soft singing coming from the bathroom. He sat up, and walked over to the oak door. Blaise raised his fist to knock on the door, but just pushed it open slightly, as he recognized the voice to be Emily's. He looked up at her, and saw that she was sitting on the marble sink, with one leg folded under the other. Her long black hair was barely touching the water surface, and her emerald eyes were dancing in her wand light. There were little sparks flying everywhere, and lights shooting from her wand. She looked so content, and she grinned broadly as she noticed Blaise. He walked up to her, and laced his arms around her thin form.  She openly accepted his offer, as she laced her arms around his neck. She entwined her fingers in his dark hair, as he stepped closer to her, closing the gap. She fluttered her eyes shut, and he looked out of the corner of his eye, to make sure the door was open. He should be getting back from Quidditch practice, just about now… He smiled into her lips, as she glided her tongue against his lips… Feisty Emily… His arms started to wander around her back, up her blouse. His hands eventually found their way to her chest, and with the shock of his skin touching her bare breasts, she jumped slightly. He chuckled, but didn't break off the kiss. Through the corner of his eye, he saw a speck of platinum blond hair, and knew it was just the person he needed to see. He massaged her more roughly, and she moaned his name into his lips. Just loud enough for a certain passerby to hear. With his goal accomplished, Blaise reluctantly pulled back, as did she. Before she opened her eyes, Blaise closed the door with a flick of his wand. Her eyes flickered open, and she smiled at him. Emily re-laced her arms around his neck, and crossed her legs around his waist. Blaise groaned at the closeness of them, but shrugged it off as Emily pouted at him. He put his arms around her to support her, and carried her off to her dorm.  

            Meanwhile, a very pissed off Draco was pacing in his dorm. He would throw random objects at Crabbe and Goyle, but received nothing from them but a few grunts, and once a 'Gee its kind of windy,' from Goyle. How could she do this to me? I mean, I am after all a Malfoy, what does she expect me to do… crawl back to her like a dog? Hell no. I have pride. I am a pureblooded, rich, handsome, Malfoy. Moving on so fast… good for nothing slut. She was practically fucking Zabini, with the exception of her clothes still on. Wait until my father hears about this… this is so absurd. No one does this to a Malfoy… but yet I still love her… I am so confused… I must write to father. Draco sat down in his polished maple chair, as he pulled open the adjacent drawer. He pulled out a silver feathered golden tipped quill, and some parchment. He slowly began to write to his father, relieving all his stress on this letter… starting from the beginning. Back in first year… when I first saw her. The one.

            Blaise laid Emily down upon her bed, and pulled the covers up to her neck. The silk sheets were slightly chilly, but was somewhat relaxing to her. Blaise smiled at her, and whispered a quick 'good night', and an 'I love you'. She grinned at him until he walked out of the door. She pulled her curtains back and muttered, 'lumos'. The tip of her wand brightened, and her small area was illuminated. Was Draco telling the truth? Should I believe him? Her heart was aching, and tears were now flowing down her freckled cheeks. Everything reminded her of Draco. Even her appearance. I need to change…Yes… Change is good…Emily smirked and pushed her curtain back, ignoring the protests of her fellow dorm mates. A little 'nox', was muttered and her wand light was abolished. She reached for her trunk as she remembered she had many things in there to help her with her new plan.

A black eagle owl soared through the black velvet sky as Draco opened the window. Black like her hair…The owl flapped it's wings impatiently as Draco untied the parchment attached to it. He immediately recognized the family crest upon it, and sat down, hastily untying it. He opened it up and read the letter.

            Draco,

I do not know what to tell you. Emily O'Leary you say? Her name is vaguely familiar… and that bit of you saying her mother told her to never fall for a Malfoy? Do you think she could have been… Wait. Now I remember quite clearly…If her father is Danny O'Leary, then her mother must be Kelly O'Connor. Yes, I remember Kelly quite well. It was quite the same position you are in now Draco. I fell in love with her, that I did. Danny and I were the closest of friends, but he had liked Narcissa, your mother. We were all in Slytherin, but Danny was a Ravenclaw. I accepted him into our group. I was the joker, he was the mastermind behind it all, but anyway… Kelly… yes, the dark black hair, and the scattered freckles across her face. And those beautiful blue eyes. Do not tell your mother a word of this. The very day I met her, I knew she was the one… But eventually Danny seemed to like her more, and one night told her that in my sleep, I was saying someone else's name. A Gryffindor's name. She had flipped, and never talked to me again… Over that little thing that wasn't even true. But eventually I got Danny's left overs, and met your mother. She was more stunning than anything that night, and I love her until this day. But, to get to you. All I can tell you is, keep trying, but don't disgrace my name. If she is really worth it, then do all you can. I am always behind you one-hundred percent.

            -Your Father.

Draco crumpled up the paper, and threw it in the fire. Yeah you helped me a lot Father. He sighed, and sat up abruptly, causing his chair to topple over. No one occupying the beds stirred except for the one person he was currently surging all his anger towards. Blaise Zabini. I will get you Zabini, that I will.

A/N: wanted to end it here…. But couldn't! –SJ

The next morning loud screams were heard from the fifth year girl's dormitory. Pansy Parkinson screeched as she turned back Emily's curtains. She gazed at the girl next to her and gathered some of her hair in her fist.

"Are you trying to look better than me? You know you never will. No matter what you do, you are still an ugly, invisible, murderer." Pansy hissed the last word in her ear, but Emily whipped out her wand. She whispered a hex, and pretty soon, red splotches were sprouting out upon Pansy's face. She ran around screaming, but Emily just locked the bathroom door behind her. She took a handful of her hair, and looked up, sullenly into the mirror. Her once long, midnight black hair, was now a light honey color, with streaks of platinum blond in the front on each side. Her bright green eyes, now a bright yellow, tinted with green. She fiddled with a pair of black cat-eye glasses, and put them on, securely fitting on her nose. She styled her hair perfectly, and with a smile and a kiss, she walked out of the room with confidence. Draco doesn't know what he is missing. Blaise met up with her at the top of the stairwell, and gasped at the sight he saw. He was quite fond of her new style, and held out an open arm, to escort her to breakfast.

            "I must admit it Emily, I like this style for you.." Blaise whispered close to her ear. She smirked at him and continued walking down the corridor. People all around were turning around looking at the couple. Guys were cat calling, and girls were pouting, but some were cat calling themselves. Emily was quite taken aback by this, but continued to walk.

            "You know what Blaise… a new look deserves a new name right?" Blaise nodded in agreement, as Emily pondered on the subject. She stumbled over her foot, but Blaise helped her regain her posture. Hmm… A new name… how about just a nick-name? Oh well… think about it later… They reached the great hall, and most heads turned. Even Snape himself had his jaw dropped. Dumbledore as usual had a twinkle in his eye. 'Do you think he has something in his eye, or does he just do that for fun?' Blaise chuckled at Emily's statement, and led her to the Slytherin table. Instead of taking their usual seats next to Draco, they sat across from him. Draco gaped at Emily for a second, but quickly played it off, by replacing his gape with a smirk. Emily smiled to herself, but turned to Blaise as he looked at her.

            "Emily, would you be ever so grateful to go to the Halloween formal with me? Well that is if you aren't going with anyone else…" Blaise said, bashfully, yet full knowing that Draco had already asked her. She grinned at him and kissed him on the cheek.

            "I would love to Blaise."

Ok well it is now 1:33 AM. I am tired. I shall upload this, and go to bed! There will be more next chapter. I promise. Don't hate me!! -SJ