A/N: Ok I figure that I should update now before I start getting some nasty comments. By the way, the reason why I haven't updated is because my computer decided to crash and burn. I had to get a new computer and that isn't easy when you're a university student with no money. Anyways, without further ado, here is the next chapter. Enjoy!
It's been a month since Leonake was separated, and a month of ridicule from Draco. I still can't believe he is being such an ass. Blaise is still defending Draco. I just don't understand the whole thing. Draco had been so sweet, and now he's a complete ass. Blaise told me the other day that he had to stop hanging around me. The Slytherins were starting to get on his case about him being nice to me all the time. I still don't get it. Why does my life have to be so miserable? Why can't I just keep a friend, someone who won't stare, someone who won't say that I'm a freak?
I was walking through the hallways toward the potions class room when a large owl dame swooping down. It landed on my shoulder. It held a letter in its beak and I carefully pried it away from the bird. Students in the hall were looking at me strangly, not that they ever looked at me kindly. I tore open the envelope and read the letter.
Dear Weasley,
Blaise has told me about Draco being a complete idiot. If I were there I would give him a good kick in the arse. Anyways, I'm feeling much better now, though I still miss Lucy very much. I still think when I wake up in the morning that it was all a nightmare and my pesky little sister will be pounding on my door. Don't worry about me, I'm slowly excepting the fact that she's dead. Despite all this I have something that might be of interest to you. There is a parchment on Elora's (A/N: the owl) right leg. I think you'll rather like what it says. Be sure to use it for something use full. Oh and you didn't get it from me, but I'm sure that Draco will figure out that I betrayed him. Serves him right for treating you this way. I know we haven't been the best of friends but in the few weeks that we hung out in Leonake, I felt as though you were someone I could confide in, a friend. Anyways read the letter.
Pansy Parkinson.
I reached for the letter on the owls leg. As soon as the owl was loose from its burden it flew off in the direction that it had come. I opened up the letter wondering what was in it. My curiosity was killing me.
Dear Pansy,
Pansy I don't know who else to tell. I've been an imbecile. Gin is sure to hate me forever. I'll spare you the details of what I've done. You'd kill me if I told you. Despite what I've done a love Gin. I truly and utterly love her. I don't know why I say the things I say, but I know I've hurt her. She's so fragile and so strong at the same time and I like that about her. When I'm around her I feel like being so gentle cause I'm afraid I'll break her. But I've screwed things over. You know what the Slytherins are like. I had to put on an act, or news would spread back to my father, and that would be devastating for both parties, and dangerous for Gin. I love her, Pansy. I really do, but we both know that I can't do anything about it. Not while I'm in Slytherin.
Draco Malfoy
My heart felt like it had just been torn from my body and tossed into the fire pit. Draco loves me, yet he's being an ass. I decided not to go to class. I had to find him. I had to do something. I stormed down the hallway and rounded a couple of corners, and then I saw him. I ran up to him and said "So you love me."
A few of the Slytherins around us laughed. "I'm sorry freak, but you must be a little confused. Draco Malfoy hates you, not love." They continued to laugh. I just stared at Draco. when he didn't say anything I took the letter and shoved it at the other Slytherins.
"See for your selves." And then I was back on my way to class. I was about half way there when I realized I didn't want to even go to class. I made a turn and headed off towards Gryffindor Tower. It was only when I was about three feet away from the Gryffindor tower when Blaise came up behind me and congratulated me on making a fool out of Draco.
A/N: I know I know. It's another short chapter, but the next one will be the last. well anyways, review, flame, or don't do anything at all. it's all good.
It's been a month since Leonake was separated, and a month of ridicule from Draco. I still can't believe he is being such an ass. Blaise is still defending Draco. I just don't understand the whole thing. Draco had been so sweet, and now he's a complete ass. Blaise told me the other day that he had to stop hanging around me. The Slytherins were starting to get on his case about him being nice to me all the time. I still don't get it. Why does my life have to be so miserable? Why can't I just keep a friend, someone who won't stare, someone who won't say that I'm a freak?
I was walking through the hallways toward the potions class room when a large owl dame swooping down. It landed on my shoulder. It held a letter in its beak and I carefully pried it away from the bird. Students in the hall were looking at me strangly, not that they ever looked at me kindly. I tore open the envelope and read the letter.
Dear Weasley,
Blaise has told me about Draco being a complete idiot. If I were there I would give him a good kick in the arse. Anyways, I'm feeling much better now, though I still miss Lucy very much. I still think when I wake up in the morning that it was all a nightmare and my pesky little sister will be pounding on my door. Don't worry about me, I'm slowly excepting the fact that she's dead. Despite all this I have something that might be of interest to you. There is a parchment on Elora's (A/N: the owl) right leg. I think you'll rather like what it says. Be sure to use it for something use full. Oh and you didn't get it from me, but I'm sure that Draco will figure out that I betrayed him. Serves him right for treating you this way. I know we haven't been the best of friends but in the few weeks that we hung out in Leonake, I felt as though you were someone I could confide in, a friend. Anyways read the letter.
Pansy Parkinson.
I reached for the letter on the owls leg. As soon as the owl was loose from its burden it flew off in the direction that it had come. I opened up the letter wondering what was in it. My curiosity was killing me.
Dear Pansy,
Pansy I don't know who else to tell. I've been an imbecile. Gin is sure to hate me forever. I'll spare you the details of what I've done. You'd kill me if I told you. Despite what I've done a love Gin. I truly and utterly love her. I don't know why I say the things I say, but I know I've hurt her. She's so fragile and so strong at the same time and I like that about her. When I'm around her I feel like being so gentle cause I'm afraid I'll break her. But I've screwed things over. You know what the Slytherins are like. I had to put on an act, or news would spread back to my father, and that would be devastating for both parties, and dangerous for Gin. I love her, Pansy. I really do, but we both know that I can't do anything about it. Not while I'm in Slytherin.
Draco Malfoy
My heart felt like it had just been torn from my body and tossed into the fire pit. Draco loves me, yet he's being an ass. I decided not to go to class. I had to find him. I had to do something. I stormed down the hallway and rounded a couple of corners, and then I saw him. I ran up to him and said "So you love me."
A few of the Slytherins around us laughed. "I'm sorry freak, but you must be a little confused. Draco Malfoy hates you, not love." They continued to laugh. I just stared at Draco. when he didn't say anything I took the letter and shoved it at the other Slytherins.
"See for your selves." And then I was back on my way to class. I was about half way there when I realized I didn't want to even go to class. I made a turn and headed off towards Gryffindor Tower. It was only when I was about three feet away from the Gryffindor tower when Blaise came up behind me and congratulated me on making a fool out of Draco.
A/N: I know I know. It's another short chapter, but the next one will be the last. well anyways, review, flame, or don't do anything at all. it's all good.