"Harry. Harry wake up come on!" Ron shook me furiously until I finally opened my eyes. "You've already missed breakfast and most of your morning classes, thanks to Dumbledore, but seriously you need to get up now." I began to shut my eyes again, bad idea. "HARRY!" He finally had enough and pushed me out of the bed.

"O.K. O.K. i'm up! Where's Chelsie?"

"Is she always the first thing you think about when you wake up?" I nodded and he rolled his eyes. "Well she's downstairs having lunch in the Great Hall with Malfoy."

"Say no more. Just the thought of them together makes me sick."

"Sorry."

I sluggishly got out of bed and got dressed. "Why him of all people?"

"Hmmmm let's see...maybe it's because...HIS DAD WORKS FOR YOU-KNOW-WHO!"

I told him not to talk so loud. "You think Draco's working for Voldemort?"

He cringed at the sound of the name coming from my mouth. "Yes. I mean come on, Draco's got easy access to her in more ways than one."

"Could you please stop with the sexual references? They're really annoying me. Chelsie's not like that."

"I bet Draco's keeping a close eye on her for old you-know-who. Maybe, that's why he's desperately trying to keep her away from you. He's afraid you might mess up there evil plan!"

"What evil plan? Ron for the longest time there evil plan has been to get rid of me! I doubt it's changed much."

"Well I don't know about you, but I'm starving." I agreed and the two of us headed down to the Great Hall. I walked past the Gryffindor table and casually glanced across at the Slytherin's. There he was, Draco Malfoy, sitting next to him, was Chelsie. It made me completely miserable.

I quickly fixed myself a plate of food and began to walk off. "Where are you going?"

I looked at Hermione. "I just don't feel like being in here right now. I'll see you in class." With that I continued my journey to the bathroom, where I locked myself in one of the stalls, and ate my lunch, alone. As I ate I began to ask myself, how could I ever think that this year would be any different? This has so far turned out to be the worst year ever, and from the looks of things, it didn't seem like it was going to get any better.

I heard the door open and listened as the footsteps made there way towards me. "Harry?"

I quickly stood up knocking the plate and the contents it held onto the floor. I threw the door open. "Chelsie, what are you doing in here? This is the boy's bathroom."

"We're you eating lunch in here?"

"No." She glanced down at the food which was scattered throughout. "So what if I was? Why do you care?"

"Are you mad at me?"

"That depends."

"You think I want to be eating lunch with Draco and listening to him brag about what happened during the summer? I'm doing it to protect you."

"I can protect myself thank you."

"Why are you being so selfish?"

"It's typical teenager in love behavior. Boy likes girl, hopefully girl likes boy, boy hates watching girl eat lunch with other boy, gets jealous because he wants girl all to himself..."

"I'm not two you know." There was a silence. "You know I like you Harry, or else I wouldn't have kissed you."

I thought about it. "Was it you who kissed me or was it someone else? Because if I remember correctly the moment your lips touched mine...well you know what happened."

"See that's why I can't go out with you. Anything and everything I say or do, you'll question because I'm Voldemort's daughter. I wish I had never even been born!" With that she raced out of the bathroom in tears. I felt terrible for denying that her actions were her own, but how was I to know?

[2 Be Continued...Not the best, I was in a rush.]