Little Green Men
Before I knew what had happened, I was standing in the Slytherin common room, wishing I wasn't. A girl I vaguely recognized was nearly strangling me with my robes.
"You've got a lot of guts to come around here after what you did to Draco, little girl." A sixth year, June I think, growled at me. "Guts I want to see Filch cleaning off the floor."
I found myself flat against the wall soon after that, a fist flying at my face. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact.
It never came.
I opened one eye tentatively. Draco was standing in front of me, holding June's fist in his hand.
"What, do you think you're doing?" He asked in this creepy calm voice.
"Beating her up." June's reply was just as calm, but more rushed, like she couldn't wait for Draco to get out of the way so she could finish the job.
"No, you're not-"
"Come on, Draco, she totally hurt you!" Crabbe cried out.
"In front of the Weasel!" Goyle added. The rest of the common room started shouting about all the other stuff I'd (supposedly) done to Draco. I stood there, too afraid to move.
Maybe this wasn't one of my better ideas...
"Hey, hey, HEY!" Draco yelled, holding his hands up for silence. "She is a lady, and she will be treated with the same respect you would give any other woman you met." He stared hard at me. "Unless I say otherwise."
Now I wasn't so scared, just annoyed. "Gee, aren't you just a charming lil' drill sergeant." I muttered sarcastically, looking around at all the angry faces.
"Would you rather I let them do what they wish to you?" Draco replied cooly. "I doubt you'd leave in one piece."
I gulped. "Um, can I talk to you in private?"
"I don't see why not, after everything else we've done in private." He replied, causing a chorus of cat-calls.
Ginny's elbow stabbed me in the back. "What about me?" She hissed.
"Make some new friends." I told her, following Draco down a hallway.
"Right." Ginny muttered nervously as the group of Slytherins began closing in around her.
"June was right, you do have a lot of guts to come here, especially after that memorable Greenhouse incident." Draco was trying to play the indifferent spectator again. I was busy looking around his dorm room to be mildly annoyed.
"Which one?" I smirked as his cheeks turned red. I had no intention of making this easy for him. "Is that you?" I asked, pointing to a picture of a baby playing in a cauldron.
"Whichever one you enjoyed most." He snaps back, ignoring my second question, but flipping a few more pictures face down. He isn't going to make it easy for me either.
"I think the kissing one, actually." I said, in all earnestness. "The first time, it was innocent and sweet, and neither of us really saw it coming."
"If we had, would you have done anything?" He asked suddenly.
"What?"
"If you really were a Seer, and could see the future, and what a mess this has turned into, would you still have let me kiss you?"
I had to think about that one for a while. "Yes." I said finally.
"Why?" He asked, stepping towards me.
"Because if I could see the future, I'd see how great things are going to turn out between us. As a hunky guy once-incorrectly-said, 'Love conquers all.'" Draco blushed, honest-to-god, pink cheeks and all. "And I foresee love conquering this whole castle, starting right about..."
"Now." Draco finished, pulling me towards him.
A/N: I totally suck at romantic moments. I picture in my head the perfect kiss, but it just doesn't transfer to the laptop very well. I wish I had a chip for my head, where I could download my ideas. All the romance scenes I've tried to write were either cheesy sounding, or not good enough, according to me.
Before I knew what had happened, I was standing in the Slytherin common room, wishing I wasn't. A girl I vaguely recognized was nearly strangling me with my robes.
"You've got a lot of guts to come around here after what you did to Draco, little girl." A sixth year, June I think, growled at me. "Guts I want to see Filch cleaning off the floor."
I found myself flat against the wall soon after that, a fist flying at my face. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact.
It never came.
I opened one eye tentatively. Draco was standing in front of me, holding June's fist in his hand.
"What, do you think you're doing?" He asked in this creepy calm voice.
"Beating her up." June's reply was just as calm, but more rushed, like she couldn't wait for Draco to get out of the way so she could finish the job.
"No, you're not-"
"Come on, Draco, she totally hurt you!" Crabbe cried out.
"In front of the Weasel!" Goyle added. The rest of the common room started shouting about all the other stuff I'd (supposedly) done to Draco. I stood there, too afraid to move.
Maybe this wasn't one of my better ideas...
"Hey, hey, HEY!" Draco yelled, holding his hands up for silence. "She is a lady, and she will be treated with the same respect you would give any other woman you met." He stared hard at me. "Unless I say otherwise."
Now I wasn't so scared, just annoyed. "Gee, aren't you just a charming lil' drill sergeant." I muttered sarcastically, looking around at all the angry faces.
"Would you rather I let them do what they wish to you?" Draco replied cooly. "I doubt you'd leave in one piece."
I gulped. "Um, can I talk to you in private?"
"I don't see why not, after everything else we've done in private." He replied, causing a chorus of cat-calls.
Ginny's elbow stabbed me in the back. "What about me?" She hissed.
"Make some new friends." I told her, following Draco down a hallway.
"Right." Ginny muttered nervously as the group of Slytherins began closing in around her.
"June was right, you do have a lot of guts to come here, especially after that memorable Greenhouse incident." Draco was trying to play the indifferent spectator again. I was busy looking around his dorm room to be mildly annoyed.
"Which one?" I smirked as his cheeks turned red. I had no intention of making this easy for him. "Is that you?" I asked, pointing to a picture of a baby playing in a cauldron.
"Whichever one you enjoyed most." He snaps back, ignoring my second question, but flipping a few more pictures face down. He isn't going to make it easy for me either.
"I think the kissing one, actually." I said, in all earnestness. "The first time, it was innocent and sweet, and neither of us really saw it coming."
"If we had, would you have done anything?" He asked suddenly.
"What?"
"If you really were a Seer, and could see the future, and what a mess this has turned into, would you still have let me kiss you?"
I had to think about that one for a while. "Yes." I said finally.
"Why?" He asked, stepping towards me.
"Because if I could see the future, I'd see how great things are going to turn out between us. As a hunky guy once-incorrectly-said, 'Love conquers all.'" Draco blushed, honest-to-god, pink cheeks and all. "And I foresee love conquering this whole castle, starting right about..."
"Now." Draco finished, pulling me towards him.
A/N: I totally suck at romantic moments. I picture in my head the perfect kiss, but it just doesn't transfer to the laptop very well. I wish I had a chip for my head, where I could download my ideas. All the romance scenes I've tried to write were either cheesy sounding, or not good enough, according to me.