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Wow - Its soo annoying!! Just sit there and sit there.. can't think of anything

sometimes. Yeah I guess she is..

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Stupid detention Stupid Detention..

I walked to the Potions room, I'm so freaking angry!! What has gotten into me? I've

been unable to control myself. My anger and my laughter and my mouth.

I entered the room to a very scary, smiling Snape sitting at the desk.

"Hello Ms.Weasley." Snape happily greeted.

Keep smiling and you'll piss your pants you slimy git.

"Good evening Professor Snape," I innocently replied.

"You'll be surprised to know that you and Mr.Malfoy will be serving detention

together." Snape remarked.

"WHAT?" I roared then realized I would get more detention if I didn't lower my

voice, "I mean, what will me and Mr.Malfoy be doing this splendid night?"

"Yes what will we be doing?" Draco asked as he entered the room.

Very weird he didn't give a evil smirk in my direction. Draco been acting kind to me

since the being of the year..

"You two will be cleaning the floor of this room with no magic."Snape answered.

There were two buckets of water and rags on a desk nearby.

Goody, this will be a memorable night, I get to serve detention for the evil git and

with ferret boy washing the floor of the Potions class.

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"Pass me the bucket." I commanded as I scrubbed under Snape's desk.

Draco passed it to me. Simple as that, not much to say.

I stopped and pulled my hair back for the millionth time and decided to confront

him, "Okay, what the hell is wrong with you?" I angrily asked.

"What do you mean?" Draco confusely answered as he stopped scrubbing to look at me.

This is going to br frustrating! If he's going to act like nothing's different,

"You've been nice to me since the beginning of the year and I know that my mom's

death can't stop you from hating my family?!"

"How would you know, you don't know me," Draco disappointly replied, "Maybe I've

changed, grown up. Haven't you?"

I'm confused, this is the real Draco Malfoy right? Why are we having a real

conversation without bashing each other?

"I have, I have..." I quietly muttered.

"Everyone does, now for the good or the bad, thats the question," he went back to

scrubbing.

"Who knows..." Have I changed for the good or the bad? I was the little bubbily girl

who was shielded from the harsh real world and now I'm an angry and depresed teen.

I've had my whole world crash down in a second.

"I can't remember the last time I laughed till I cried or when I couldn't stop

smiling." I laughed off even though I wanted to cry.

"Someday you will, you'lll have happy days, I promise." Draco rinsed the rag,

"Now come help me clean this dragon dung off the floor."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

-*-

I left detention feeling weird but maybe a little happier. Draco has never been so

kind and wise to me, the person I only believed when they said I would be better

was my mom. But Draco had a real assuring voice and he promised. But it doesn't

matter unless he never breaks it.

"Ms.Weasley," a voice called, Dumbledore's, I immediately turned around.

I could tell in his eyes, that he was going to tell me some bad news...

"Do you know a certain student by the name Rory Cich?" the Headmaster asked.