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Chapter Six

Madam Hooch unrolled a parchment paper and surveyed the Ravenclaw and Slytherin Quidditch team with her yellow eyes (A/N: not sure what her color eyes are… but o well…) before calling the names of students who will be serving detention in a certain situation.

"When I call your name, go where I assign your detention," said Madam Hooch, grimly. "I don't want to hear any complaints, whining, or rhetorical behavior from any of you. Especially when you leave. Don't even think about harming one another! In fact, don't even lay a finger on each other! Understood?"

The Ravenclaws and the Slytherin shot a few glance from each other across their tables in the empty Great Hall as they listened to their Quidditch referee.

Cho rolled her eyes as she saw Draco's head turn to face her. In the corner of her eyes, she saw him mouth out, "This is all your fault," before turning away.

"Or… if you chose to not follow, you will have these consequences - you will receive a week of detention, 40 points will be taken from your Houses, will not be playing Quidditch for the next three games, which is, I shall remind you all that your first game will be next Saturday, and will do extra homework, requested by Professor McGonagall."

The two Houses looked bewildered at their consequences if they ever loose their temper against each other. The Slytherins were looking forward to what would happen to their "opponent" when they would leave. Not playing for the next three games were the least of the Slytherins to bear. For the first time, they would have to follow.

"Don't even think about losing your temper, Roger," whispered Cho, who was behind him. "You heard Madam Hooch…"

"Yeah, yeah…" Roger whispered back, shaking his head.

Madam Hooch cleared her throat than began announcing the names.

"Goyle, Warrington, Davies, and Jones, will go the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfrey has something for all of you to do there."

"Probably clean out the beds…" mumbled Warrington as he stood up to leave.

"What's that Mr. Warrington?" asked Madam Hooch, harshly.

"Uh.." stuttered Warrington. "I just said…er… can't wait what Madam Pomfrey will make us do."

Madam Hooch looked at him suspiciously and waited until the two Slytherins and Ravenclaws leave. The other Ravenclaws sniggered at Warrington and at the Slytherins, who looked baffled.

"Pucey and Bradley, will go to Filch. I believe he has some…well… not sure. But he seemed happy that I asked him to do some detentions for me…"

Pucey had a face of apprehension as he stood up. He tried to hide it by a sneer.

"I wonder what dear old Filch will make us do," he said out loud. "How about you, Bradley?"

"That's enough, Mr. Pucey," said Madam Hooch.

Bradley's face turned pale and took his time walking.

As they left, Madam Hooch continued reading from her parchment paper.

"Malfoy and Chang, will go to Professor Snape," said Madam Hooch. "I believe he has some cleaning for you two to do."

Cho held her breath and sat motionless. She and Malfoy? How could Madam Hooch do this to her!

'This has to be a dream!' thought Cho, frantically. 'No… it couldn't be. I-'

"Come on, Chang," Draco interrupted her thought, as he stood. "You don't want to make Professor Snape angry."

When Cho had the strength or the reality to move, she slowly stood up. She wanted to slap herself for having detention. She wanted to protest to Madam Hooch, but knowing the consequences, it will kill her if Roger finds out. She walked ten feet behind Draco, with her head down.

As they went down towards the dungeon, Draco stopped at his tracks and turned around. Cho stopped as she saw him halt. They were ten feet from each other. Cho raised her head slowly meeting Draco's gaze.

"You know, Chang," said Draco, as he walk towards her. "This is all your-"
"Fault. Yeah, so I heard," said Cho, sarcastically.

"I think you need to pay for that." Draco and Cho was a couple of inches from each other. Draco stared down at Cho, who looked up.

"And what are you going to do, Malfoy? You heard Madam Hooch. You can't harm me, or even lay a finger."

"Is that so?" They glared at each other for a minute. Then Draco lifted his hand, and gently glides Cho's cheek with the back of his finger.

Cho starred at Draco's ocean-blue eyes; not a hint of hatred or anger that was starring back at her. Her heart felt like it was about to explode out of her ribs. He looked quite handsome up close - his lips were so irresistible, eyes that you simply melt into them.
Cho felt Draco's soft warm fingers caressing her cheeks. What! Wait a minute! Draco touching her!?! Draco Malfoy? The annoying Slytherin prat touching her!

She smacked Draco's hand out away from her face like he was on fire and took a step back.

"Don't touch me!" cried Cho. Draco's blue eyes turned back to those grey eyes she was use to see.

As soon she said this, Snape walked in from behind.

"I believe you two will be spending detention with me," drawled Snape, eyeing Cho and his favorite Slytherin student. "Follow me."

Draco and Cho followed Snape through his dark dungeon, and again Cho walked more than a feet behind Draco.

"Now, for your detention," said Snape as they entered his potion class. "Mr. Malfoy, you will need to clean out my potion utensils; not a single spot on them, then the shelves needs dusting. Miss Chang, you will wipe the dust off my potion bottles; carefully, there are actual potions in them, if I see one of my bottles smashed, I'll remove points from your house." Snape look intently at the two before continuing. "Then the floor needs sweeping. Brooms, rags, soap, etc. are in the corner of your left. Once in awhile I'll be checking your progress. Begin."

Cho waited for Draco to get his things before she could; she didn't want to be near him. They took off their robes to avoid getting any dust on them and that it was easier to clean without them. They worked in opposites sides of the room, which was much preferred to Cho.

She took one of the bottles carefully, which had some kind of insect laying motionless in the bottom of the bottle. She made a disgusted look and started wiping.

"After you have finished, Miss Chang," said Snape as he stood behind her, making Cho's back shiver. "You will proceed on with other potions which is located at the right side of my desk."

Cho turned and noticed he was talking about the vast cabinet. She groaned at the thought of dusting off more potions. She heard Draco sniggered somewhere in the opposite side of the room, not bothering to look back.

It seemed like hours Cho and Draco were cleaning in their potions class. Once in awhile, Snape will walk by and comment on their work -"You've miss a spot," or "It needs more scrubbing." Cho was mostly the one getting picked on while dusting off the bottles.

'Does he ever clean?" thought Cho, as she wiped the same bottle for the last five minutes.

"Professor Snape," said Professor McGonagall. She walked in, looking as if she's in a hurry, and nodded curtly to her two students before looking at Snape. "The Headmaster and I would like to have a word with you in his office."

Snape looked at his two students and said, "Can't it wait, Professor? I have some students who are serving detention for me."

"No, it can't. Professor Dumbledore needs you immediately."

"All right," Snape sighed. "Just give me a minute."

Professor McGonagall nodded and left as quickly.

"You two will need to be in your best behavior while I am away," he eyed Cho then at Draco. "When I come back in an hour or so, I want my potion instruments and floor to be spotless."

The two nodded and Snape hurried out the door. They went back to work in silence; Cho placing the finished polished bottle on the shelf, and Draco's clinging and clanging as he cleaned the utensils.

Cho had a feeling that Draco will break the silence in a matter of time.

And soon, she was right…

"So, Chang," chortled Draco. "Having fun?"

Cho shook her head and continued wiping the bottles. 'When will he shut up?' thought Cho, as she gritted her teeth, forcing herself not to say anything to Draco. It's already bad enough that she had to tutor him.

"So… I saw you and your Captain bloke talking…" sneered Draco. "I'm guessing you have a thing for him."

Cho nearly dropped her bottle in frustration. Why does he keep asking these questions?

"Let's see here…hmm… first it was that all-star Hufflepuff Cedric, than it was that git-who-lived, next it was that Corner guy, and now it's your Captain," sniggered Draco. "With those guys that you dated, or dat-ing, I bet they were all just mere toys to you. Simply playing them off like you are some kind of a whore!"

Cho gasped in disbelief and whirled around, placing the bottle and rag down on a table. Cho went up to him and left a red mark on Draco's pale face.

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT!" yelled Cho. "I NEVER PLAYED THEM OFF! NEVER!"

Draco rubbed his cheeked. "Don't you smack me like that!"

"You deserved it." Suddenly, Draco grabbed Cho's wrist.

"Hah! I always spot you crying all over the place. Mourning because of his death. Haven't it occurred to you that he might of deserved it?"

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THOSE THINGS ABOUT CEDRIC!" Cho was outraged. She struggled to get away from Draco's grip; but he was too strong.

"Those guys you dated… probably were just toys to you… thinking you can forget about Cedric by dating other guys… you believed you can get over him that easy?"

Cho felt a tear flowing down her cheek. Was she crying over anger or guiltiness?

"That's not true! THAT'S NOT TRUE! T-THEY'RE NOT T-TOYS!" Cho sobbed and tried to pull away from Draco. "I h-had actual f-feelings for t-them…u-unlike you…you d-don't have f-feelings. Y-You've… never l-lost s-someone…w-who cared…" Cho glared at him with her puffy red eyes. "You s-son of a-a BITCH!"

Draco's eyes burned with repulsion. He pushed Cho against the nearest wall, still had his grip on Cho's wrist. She felt the pain in her back from the impact. Their faces were inches from each other.

"Don't you dare insult my mother like that!" said Draco, gripping her wrist harder at every word. Cho didn't wince, but hiccupped.

"Then s-stop saying those t-things about C-Cedric," said Cho, firmly. "Why do c-care who I d-date or not?"

Draco ignored her question and said, "As for feelings, I do have feelings. People always stereotype the House I'm placed in. Just because I'm in Slytherin, we too have feelings like human beings."
"Well, y-you sure do a hell of a g-good job showing it." Draco gripped her wrist even harder. Cho's hiccupped ceased and continued to glare at him; she still didn't wince. "Let. Me. Go."

Draco smirked and again glided the back of his finger against Cho's red cheek, wiping off the dry tears. She didn't have the strength to smack his hand away. She was tired from the crying and the effort to get Draco to let go of her, and thought (for the first time) it felt comforting. He suddenly removed his finger and released Cho's wrist once they heard footsteps.

"Pretend nothing happened," whispered Draco as he went back to work.

Cho just nodded and went back to wiping the bottles.

"You may leave," said Snape, going behind his desk and withdrew a parchment paper. "Quickly, go!"
"But, sir," ask Draco, perplexed. "We haven't finished-"

"I said you both may go. You've already finished your detention. You've already done enough." Snape scribbled something frantically in his parchment paper. He looked up seeing them still there, he glared. "Go, or I'll remove points!"

Cho and Draco quickly grabbed their robes and went out the door. They walked in the opposite direction without a word.

Cho checked her watched and just remembered something.

"Malfoy!" She called after him. He continued to walk, like he didn't hear anything. She shook her head and ran after him. "Malfoy, tutoring has been changed to seven, new room, at the opposite classroom of Flitwick."

Draco just kept walking. Assuming that he heard, Cho walked the other way. She could have sworn she heard him say, "I'll see you there then."


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Draco arrived the "tutoring room" first before Cho. She was mildly surprise that he came early. The room was old, not that big, and the desks were rusty. From what she saw, it'll looked all right and that someone did a few cleaning.

"Well-er…" said Cho as she sat down across from Draco. "Let's begin."

Cho did some reviews and explanations shown from the books and the plant that she brought in. She couldn't tell if Draco was absorbing the stuff she was saying, because he looked bemused.

"Malfoy are listening?"

"Of course I am. What did you expect? Do you certainly expect me to fail?"

"Sure why not," Cho mumbled. "It would've been easier than tutoring you."
"What did you say?"

"Huh… oh! Nothing."
"No… you said something."

"I just said, if you failed, it could have been a waste of time tutoring you," it was half-truth and half lie.

"Well, I didn't come here to waste my time now, did I?" Draco leaned in the table.

"Maybe next time you should pay attention in Herbology," Cho picked up another book, "Now, this plant-"

Uh-oh! Not again! Cho knew she started something again.

"I do pay attention in class for your information, Chang!" Draco stood up.

"Well, I think you should pay more attention in class than your stupid…" Cho couldn't think of anything else to say but, "self."

"I do have some problems in my life that sometimes interfere during my studies!" cried Draco in frustration, slamming his fist on the table.

"I have problems, too! But that didn't stop me interfering with my studies!" Cho stood up and thought this was getting too ridiculous. "I faced worse than you!"

"At least I don't act like a crybaby! And cry where ever I go!"

"-So what if I am! Girls are mostly sensitive and get emotional at times!" Cho grunted. "At least I do feel!"

"-I just told you I HAVE FEELINGS!" yelled Draco. His pale cheeks suddenly turned pink.

"-YOU DON'T SHOW MUCH OF IT! ALL YOU DO IS INSULT PEOPLE, MALFOY-!"

"-DAMN IT, CHANG! MAYBE BECAUSE I HAVE A REPUTATION-!"

"-O SHUT UP! YOU JUST DON'T CARE!-"

"-YOU SHUT UP-!"

"-THEN STOP YELLING!-"

"-I'M YELLING BECAUSE YOU'RE YELLING, CHO!-"

"I-" Cho paused and raised an eyebrow. "what did you just call me?"

"I said I'm yelling because you're yelling, Chang," Draco said this in an odd expression.

"No…no. You didn't call me Chang. You called me by my first name."

"-No I didn't…"

"Yes, you did, Malfoy."

"No. I. Didn't!"

"Yes, you did! I heard you!"

"Well, you probably heard me wrong, CHANG!"

"NEVER MIND THEN!" Cho sighed and took a breather. "Ok. Let's… let's go back to work. We certainly are wasting time if we keep bickering like this." She tried to sound calm and stern.

"Well, we certainly are! You-"

"-Can you please quit the smart talk!-"

"-Look who's talking!-"

"-How can I teach you if you keep talking! I can't stand you!"

"-I can't stand you, either!-"

"-Then you should've picked another tutor if you can't stand seeing me!-"

"-Maybe I don't want another tutor! Maybe I wanted you!-"

"-And why is that!?! You said you can't stand me!-"

"-Maybe because I have feelings for you!-"

"-Well, I have feelings for you, too!-" It took a moment for them to absorb everything that they just said, and starred at each other.

Cho gasped and held her mouth. Did she just say she liked Draco Malfoy?

She quickly grabbed her belongings and left the stunned blond boy in the small old "tutoring room."

A/N: Phew! This chapter is kinda long. Who wants the next chapter? Anyone?…hmm… Well, I guess you guys gotta wait…(^_^). Be patient, okay! Please review!