Chapter 12
Draco hurried into his dorm room, ignoring all the people either calling or watching after him as he huffed his way into the Slytherin common room.
Who did she think she was, tricking him like that? Making him think she was pureblood. How could he have been so stupid.
He entered his room and proceeded knocking everything on his dresser onto the floor. Ah, the beauty of the Malfoy temper.
Once he was finished with his destructive rampage he threw himself onto the bed and began a conversation with himself.
"Why are you letting this get to you? She's just a mudblood after all. What makes this situation any different than any other situation you've been in with muggleborns?"
He pondered this for a moment and then came to his conclusion.
"Because you're falling for her, you idiot!"
~*~
"Don't worry about it Liz."
"He's a jerk anyway."
"You want me to beat him up for you Liza?"
These were some of the many comments made after Eliza had relayed the events of the previous day to her friends at breakfast the next morning.
Eliza was very thankful for the support of her many new friends, but still didn't feel much better. What was her problem anyway? She never liked him that much anyway.
"Yea, he was just a pain in my butt anyway. So what do you suppose Snape is gonna have us do today?" Eliza said, attempting to steer the conversation away from Draco.
"Oh, he'll probably put us through the torture chamber, as usual."
The group continued the discussion about Snape, and Eliza was beginning to forget about Draco when Harry leaned over and asked if she would come with him for a second. She replied with a "sure" and they both got up and left the table, with many eyes following after them.
Harry led them into an empty old classroom and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same.
"So what was going on with you and Draco anyhow?" Harry asked, curiously.
"Nothing. He was a pain, I said that already." Eliza replied nonchalantly.
"Well did he ever do anything to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, I don't know. Try to kiss you, get too close to you, ask you out, anything like that."
Eliza wasn't quite sure how to respond, so she didn't.
Harry sighed, knowing the obviously answer:
"Liz, why would you want to get involved with someone like him? All he's worth is a bag of trouble, you know that right?"
A memory suddenly came rushing into Eliza's brain:
She was sitting with a boy, a boy bearing great resemblance to Harry.
"Lil, I've told you time and time again, don't get involved with them. Especially not HIM. He's just a bag of trouble, you know that right?"
"I can't help it! He's everywhere I go!"
"Just try ok?"
She was snapped back to reality by Harry. He was standing over her with his hands on her shoulders, gently shaking her.
When she came to, Harry wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh God, Eliza, what is wrong with you!" He exclaimed, more than asked.
"What are you talking about Harry?"
"You just did it again. That seizure type thing. C'mon, you are going to the hospital wing right now!"
Draco hurried into his dorm room, ignoring all the people either calling or watching after him as he huffed his way into the Slytherin common room.
Who did she think she was, tricking him like that? Making him think she was pureblood. How could he have been so stupid.
He entered his room and proceeded knocking everything on his dresser onto the floor. Ah, the beauty of the Malfoy temper.
Once he was finished with his destructive rampage he threw himself onto the bed and began a conversation with himself.
"Why are you letting this get to you? She's just a mudblood after all. What makes this situation any different than any other situation you've been in with muggleborns?"
He pondered this for a moment and then came to his conclusion.
"Because you're falling for her, you idiot!"
~*~
"Don't worry about it Liz."
"He's a jerk anyway."
"You want me to beat him up for you Liza?"
These were some of the many comments made after Eliza had relayed the events of the previous day to her friends at breakfast the next morning.
Eliza was very thankful for the support of her many new friends, but still didn't feel much better. What was her problem anyway? She never liked him that much anyway.
"Yea, he was just a pain in my butt anyway. So what do you suppose Snape is gonna have us do today?" Eliza said, attempting to steer the conversation away from Draco.
"Oh, he'll probably put us through the torture chamber, as usual."
The group continued the discussion about Snape, and Eliza was beginning to forget about Draco when Harry leaned over and asked if she would come with him for a second. She replied with a "sure" and they both got up and left the table, with many eyes following after them.
Harry led them into an empty old classroom and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same.
"So what was going on with you and Draco anyhow?" Harry asked, curiously.
"Nothing. He was a pain, I said that already." Eliza replied nonchalantly.
"Well did he ever do anything to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, I don't know. Try to kiss you, get too close to you, ask you out, anything like that."
Eliza wasn't quite sure how to respond, so she didn't.
Harry sighed, knowing the obviously answer:
"Liz, why would you want to get involved with someone like him? All he's worth is a bag of trouble, you know that right?"
A memory suddenly came rushing into Eliza's brain:
She was sitting with a boy, a boy bearing great resemblance to Harry.
"Lil, I've told you time and time again, don't get involved with them. Especially not HIM. He's just a bag of trouble, you know that right?"
"I can't help it! He's everywhere I go!"
"Just try ok?"
She was snapped back to reality by Harry. He was standing over her with his hands on her shoulders, gently shaking her.
When she came to, Harry wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh God, Eliza, what is wrong with you!" He exclaimed, more than asked.
"What are you talking about Harry?"
"You just did it again. That seizure type thing. C'mon, you are going to the hospital wing right now!"