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Crystal: not this again! just shut up, Star. for this your my muse, and you're not doing a very good job anyway!
Star: ::grumble::
Crystal: an-e-wayz ^_^ I know it's been a while but thanks to everyone who is still sticking with this story! it means so much! if you guys wanna chat with me about this story or anything at all really, please email me at crystalstarguardian@yahoo.com, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can ^_^ thank you and enjoy the show!
Star: whatever..
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Blaise Zabini paced the Slytherin dorm in front of Draco's bed, the other boy lying on his back on it, tossing a small ball up and catching it over and again. "I can't believe you."
Draco smirked, "what can't you believe?"
"You know what, ass. Why'd you save her? I know you want to get in her bed but still, she's a Gryffindor. You could have just pretended you didn't see in time."
"Blaise it's no wonder you hardly get any, you're an idiot."
The other boy rolled his eyes and climbed onto the mattress next to his friend, catching the ball on one of it's descents. "I get enough, thank you very much. Second of all, explain your logic to me if you're such a bloody genius."
Draco sat up, facing him. "Look, this girl isn't like any of the others I've taken. She's.."
"Not interested?"
"Yes. No! Fuck you. She's interested, actually, she's just shy."
"Uh huh."
Draco shoved him off the bed, and snickered as he heard the thud and "ow!" that followed.
Blaise sat up with a glare, then grinned and leaned his arms on the mattress. Hey Dracy--"
"Don't call me that."
"--want to make a bet?"
Draco looked at him, faintly interested. "What kind of bet?"
"I bet that you can't get Ms. Porter into the sack by next month's Hogsmeade Festival," Blaise grinned.
"If I win?"
"I'll hit on Snape during Potions class."
The blonde snickered at the thought. "And if you win?"
"You have to tell Pansy, in front of the whole school, that you want to be her boy-toy love slave. In those words."
Draco fell off the bed. "WHAT?!"
"So is it a deal?" Blaise laughed. "Come on, I know a Malfoy never turns down a challenge."
"Alright, deal."
They shook on it.
"Now if you'll excuse me," Draco said, standing and straightening his hair, "I have a beautiful and injured girl waiting for my arrival."
Blaise watched him go, then smirked. Oh yes, this was going to be a very interesting few weeks.
~*~
The infirmary was dark and silent, Madam Pomfrey asleep in the adjoining room, and only one bed occupied. How convenient for a certain someone.
Draco entered, glad he actually hadn't run into that stupid cat or her smelly owner. Really, was it such a trial for Filch to take a shower once and a while? Even without Mrs. Norris it was easy to tell if the man was approaching, merely by the foul odor that trailed around him. Blech.
The blonde Slytherin walked over to the bed closest to the window, a small light floating above his left shoulder like a fairy. His gray eyed gaze landed on the lone occupant of that bed, the light accentuating her features. She was flawless. She was enchanting. She was mysterious. She was..
Sleeping.
Draco rolled his eyes. She couldn't have stayed up until he got there? Hn. That was a first; usually girls would wait up days if they had to, just to meet him somewhere. But that was part of this girl's charm. She wasn't like the other girls, and didn't drool over him. At least not so obviously. Like any boy would, Draco liked the attention he got from girls. It was just that sometimes he wished he could meet a girl who treated him like everyone else, and not something to be ogled like a display.
Pushing that thought aside, the Slytherin noticed a thin book on the floor by Harmony's bed. She must have dropped it after falling asleep. He leaned down and picked it up, realizing as he straightened that it was a diary. A slow smirk crept onto his face. What better way to find out what Harmony was thinking? Or if she liked anyone, him in particular? He had just opened the cover of the book and was about to read the first word when it was yanked from his fingers.
Harmony clutched the book to her chest, glaring at him as she sat up. "What do you think you're doing with my journal?! That's private, you jerk!!"
Draco blinked at her, then laughed. He held up his hands in defence. "I wasn't expecting you to wake up."
"So that makes it okay?!"
"Of course it doesn't. I apologize."
Harmony stopped. She'd never, not in any way, heard Draco Malfoy say he was sorry for anything during the whole time she'd known him. And despite his amusement, he sounded sincere. Or was she just imagining that part?
"Yes well," she huffed, "don't let it happen again."
He saluted and sat down on the chair next to the bed. "I see you got my note?"
"Yes. Why did you want to see me?"
Draco noticed, with some amusement, that Harmony kept the book clutched to her chest. And what a nice chest it was. "I thought you maybe wanted to ask me something."
Harmony was silent for a few moments. "..Why did you save me? You could have easily let me fall. I mean.. we're not even on the same team."
"I don't think that's a very good excuse to let you get hurt. Do you?"
"Well, no. But--" Harmony was cut off as Draco place his finger to her lips.
"I think it would be more appropriate if you thanked me, don't you?"
"I suppose.." she blushed as he took away his finger. "Thank--"
"Not like that."
"Huh?" the girl looked at him confused. "How do you want me to thank you, then?"
Draco smirked and got up. He pressed his hands to the bed, leaning forward until he and Harmony were inches apart. "I can think of a few ways…" he said suggestively, and leaned in.
As soon as their lips brushed, however, Harmony pushed him away.
"NO! What kind of gu-- er.. GIRL do you think I am!!"
Draco blinked, then chuckled. "Not an easy one, that's for sure."
"Damn straight!" She was blushing. "I think you should leave, Malfoy."
He straightened and combed a hand through his hair, the smile forever on his handsome face. "Alright, I'll go." Draco turned and started walking away. He stopped at the door, and turned his head to look at her over his shoulder, "but know this, Harmony. I always get what I want, and what I want is you." Then he was gone.
Harmony sighed and laid back, thinking about Draco's words. She whacked her forehead with her journal.
"Isn't that potion to change me back here YET??"
Star: I'm here too. tho I'd rather be IN THE STORY!
Crystal: not this again! just shut up, Star. for this your my muse, and you're not doing a very good job anyway!
Star: ::grumble::
Crystal: an-e-wayz ^_^ I know it's been a while but thanks to everyone who is still sticking with this story! it means so much! if you guys wanna chat with me about this story or anything at all really, please email me at crystalstarguardian@yahoo.com, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can ^_^ thank you and enjoy the show!
Star: whatever..
~
Blaise Zabini paced the Slytherin dorm in front of Draco's bed, the other boy lying on his back on it, tossing a small ball up and catching it over and again. "I can't believe you."
Draco smirked, "what can't you believe?"
"You know what, ass. Why'd you save her? I know you want to get in her bed but still, she's a Gryffindor. You could have just pretended you didn't see in time."
"Blaise it's no wonder you hardly get any, you're an idiot."
The other boy rolled his eyes and climbed onto the mattress next to his friend, catching the ball on one of it's descents. "I get enough, thank you very much. Second of all, explain your logic to me if you're such a bloody genius."
Draco sat up, facing him. "Look, this girl isn't like any of the others I've taken. She's.."
"Not interested?"
"Yes. No! Fuck you. She's interested, actually, she's just shy."
"Uh huh."
Draco shoved him off the bed, and snickered as he heard the thud and "ow!" that followed.
Blaise sat up with a glare, then grinned and leaned his arms on the mattress. Hey Dracy--"
"Don't call me that."
"--want to make a bet?"
Draco looked at him, faintly interested. "What kind of bet?"
"I bet that you can't get Ms. Porter into the sack by next month's Hogsmeade Festival," Blaise grinned.
"If I win?"
"I'll hit on Snape during Potions class."
The blonde snickered at the thought. "And if you win?"
"You have to tell Pansy, in front of the whole school, that you want to be her boy-toy love slave. In those words."
Draco fell off the bed. "WHAT?!"
"So is it a deal?" Blaise laughed. "Come on, I know a Malfoy never turns down a challenge."
"Alright, deal."
They shook on it.
"Now if you'll excuse me," Draco said, standing and straightening his hair, "I have a beautiful and injured girl waiting for my arrival."
Blaise watched him go, then smirked. Oh yes, this was going to be a very interesting few weeks.
~*~
The infirmary was dark and silent, Madam Pomfrey asleep in the adjoining room, and only one bed occupied. How convenient for a certain someone.
Draco entered, glad he actually hadn't run into that stupid cat or her smelly owner. Really, was it such a trial for Filch to take a shower once and a while? Even without Mrs. Norris it was easy to tell if the man was approaching, merely by the foul odor that trailed around him. Blech.
The blonde Slytherin walked over to the bed closest to the window, a small light floating above his left shoulder like a fairy. His gray eyed gaze landed on the lone occupant of that bed, the light accentuating her features. She was flawless. She was enchanting. She was mysterious. She was..
Sleeping.
Draco rolled his eyes. She couldn't have stayed up until he got there? Hn. That was a first; usually girls would wait up days if they had to, just to meet him somewhere. But that was part of this girl's charm. She wasn't like the other girls, and didn't drool over him. At least not so obviously. Like any boy would, Draco liked the attention he got from girls. It was just that sometimes he wished he could meet a girl who treated him like everyone else, and not something to be ogled like a display.
Pushing that thought aside, the Slytherin noticed a thin book on the floor by Harmony's bed. She must have dropped it after falling asleep. He leaned down and picked it up, realizing as he straightened that it was a diary. A slow smirk crept onto his face. What better way to find out what Harmony was thinking? Or if she liked anyone, him in particular? He had just opened the cover of the book and was about to read the first word when it was yanked from his fingers.
Harmony clutched the book to her chest, glaring at him as she sat up. "What do you think you're doing with my journal?! That's private, you jerk!!"
Draco blinked at her, then laughed. He held up his hands in defence. "I wasn't expecting you to wake up."
"So that makes it okay?!"
"Of course it doesn't. I apologize."
Harmony stopped. She'd never, not in any way, heard Draco Malfoy say he was sorry for anything during the whole time she'd known him. And despite his amusement, he sounded sincere. Or was she just imagining that part?
"Yes well," she huffed, "don't let it happen again."
He saluted and sat down on the chair next to the bed. "I see you got my note?"
"Yes. Why did you want to see me?"
Draco noticed, with some amusement, that Harmony kept the book clutched to her chest. And what a nice chest it was. "I thought you maybe wanted to ask me something."
Harmony was silent for a few moments. "..Why did you save me? You could have easily let me fall. I mean.. we're not even on the same team."
"I don't think that's a very good excuse to let you get hurt. Do you?"
"Well, no. But--" Harmony was cut off as Draco place his finger to her lips.
"I think it would be more appropriate if you thanked me, don't you?"
"I suppose.." she blushed as he took away his finger. "Thank--"
"Not like that."
"Huh?" the girl looked at him confused. "How do you want me to thank you, then?"
Draco smirked and got up. He pressed his hands to the bed, leaning forward until he and Harmony were inches apart. "I can think of a few ways…" he said suggestively, and leaned in.
As soon as their lips brushed, however, Harmony pushed him away.
"NO! What kind of gu-- er.. GIRL do you think I am!!"
Draco blinked, then chuckled. "Not an easy one, that's for sure."
"Damn straight!" She was blushing. "I think you should leave, Malfoy."
He straightened and combed a hand through his hair, the smile forever on his handsome face. "Alright, I'll go." Draco turned and started walking away. He stopped at the door, and turned his head to look at her over his shoulder, "but know this, Harmony. I always get what I want, and what I want is you." Then he was gone.
Harmony sighed and laid back, thinking about Draco's words. She whacked her forehead with her journal.
"Isn't that potion to change me back here YET??"