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A/N: If anyone is confused, the pairings in my story are going to be DM/OC, with minor roles of HG/RW, HP/GW. That's my story and I'm sticking to it…

Chapter 8

Break Down

The rest of July passed quickly for Draco. Everyone forgot about the incident between him and Enid and before he knew it, it was only a few days until he was to go to Hogwarts. He couldn't wait.

"I've got splendid news." Mrs. Weasley said as everyone was eating dinner that night. "I've just got word from Dumbledore that Harry will be coming here tomorrow and will be staying for the rest of the summer."

"But mum, that's only a few days." Ron complained. "Why didn't Dumbledore send him earlier?"

"It seems that Harry didn't want to come. He's been depressed for almost the entire summer. Poor boy." Mrs. Weasley sighed.

"He misses Snuffles terribly. Ron and I have tried writing him but he hasn't answered any of our letters." Hermione replied softly.

"He hasn't answered your letters?" Ginny asked confusedly. "He's answered a few of the ones I've sent him."

"He's answered your letters?" Ron said loudly. "And you didn't tell us!"

"I thought he was answering your letters, Ronald, okay? Stop blowing up over nothing." Ginny snapped.

"Over nothing? My best friend hasn't answered any of my letters for the entire summer, but you write to him a few times and he does. You call that nothing?" He shouted. "Why was Harry writing back to you anyway?"

"Because I'm his friend, Ron!" Ginny yelled right back.

"AND WE AREN'T?"

"I don't know why he answered my letter, Ron, so just SHOVE OFF!" Ginny bellowed, pushing her chair out and running up the stairs.

"What's up her knickers?" Ron muttered.

"Ronald Weasley, just what did you think you were doing yelling at your sister like that?" Mrs. Weasley yelled. "Now you can clean the kitchen after dinner."

"But, mum-

"I don't want to hear it. Kitchen duty, now."

Ron grumbled and began to clear the table off.

"Ron, I'll help you." Hermione said, standing.

"It's alright, Hermione, I've got it." Ron said, blushing slightly.

"No, I'll help you." Hermione stated with finality.

"Okay." Ron croaked.

Draco looked on at the pathetic scene in front of him with nothing short of pity. Did the Weasel even know he was making himself a little too obvious to the mudblood? Obviously not. Draco got up from the table and headed to his room.

Harry was coming. Harry bloody Potter. Great. All he needed was for Harry to come and make things difficult. Just because he lost his godfather. Oh yes, Draco knew about the mysterious dog "Snuffles" for a while. Not many dogs were that intelligent, not that he cared. Draco was a cat person.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Draco called lazily. Enid poked her head through the door.

"Are you okay?" She asked softly.

"Why do you ask?" Draco said, monotone.

"Well, you looked kind of aggravated at dinner."

"Only because the third person on my Top Ten Most Hateful Bastards list is coming here tomorrow." Draco replied coolly.

"Oh, okay then." Enid said simply. "I thought it was something important."

"Excuse me, but I think that is perfectly important." Draco said indignantly.

"Of course."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"Of course." Enid smirked. "Alright, I can see you don't like Harry Potter, but honestly what did he do to you?"

"He ruined my reputation by throwing my father into prison! He's always saving the world so he could fill his precious little ego. It drives me-

"Insane with jealousy?" Enid cut in.

"I am not jealous of Potter." Draco proclaimed.

"Do you even hear yourself?" Enid said stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. "He 'ruined my reputation by throwing my father into jail'? That's complete bollocks, you don't really care about that at all, do you?"

"None of your business." Draco snapped. "He's still a pampered freak."

"Oh, Harry's pampered? This coming from the kid who lived in a mansion not even fit for the Queen?" Draco scoffed. "Do you even know that Harry stays with his aunt and uncle in a house that's a shack in comparison to yours?" At this Draco swelled up like a balloon. "You are such an insufferable git."

"What did you say?" Draco snapped, venomously.

"You heard me. You. Are. An. Insufferable. Git."

"And why is that?" Draco said advancing on her. Enid stood her ground.

"You pretend that all these things that Harry did to you really matter anymore. I know for a fact that you don't give a damn if your father was in Azkaban or not. All you care about is yourself."

"Oh, yea?" Draco said stepping closer to her with malice in his eyes. Enid took a step backwards.

"Yea."

"I don't think so. I think that there's someone else in this room who only cares about themselves." Draco tapped his finger on his chin. "Hmm, who can that be?"

"Me?" Enid yelled indignantly. "How do I only care about myself?"

"You pretend that you want to protect me from harm and all that crap, when I know for a fact you are only trying to protect you. I know what happens to you when I get hurt. You're only looking out for yourself."

"So what if I am?" Enid said defiantly. She was still walking backwards, as Draco inched forward. "What's wrong with not wanting to get hurt?" Her back hit something solid, she realized she was backed up against the door. Draco realized it too, and smirked.

"I'm just saying that it's hypocritical to say things about me being selfish, when you do the exact same thing." Draco whispered, still inching closer.

"Well, I don't." Enid whispered, voice slightly trembling. Draco looked almost scary. His eyes were cold, grey slits and his hair framed his face in a devilish sort of way.

"Of course."

"You're being sarcastic."

"Of course." Draco smirked.

Enid growled.

"At least I tell people the truth, I don't keep secrets." Enid spoke without thinking. She cursed silently. She hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"What secrets?" Draco snapped.

"Like y-your…mother." Enid finished.

"What about my mum?" Draco's eyes narrowed, as if daring her to answer.

"I know what you did."

Draco placed his hands on the door, blocking Enid's way of escape.

"You searched my mind?" It wasn't a question.

"I didn't mean to, I just wanted to know a little about you before I went to risk my life for you."

"Did you find what you were looking for?" He said in a dangerous tone.

"I wasn't looking for anything." Enid whispered.

Draco balled up his fist and closed his eyes tight, his head bowed. He drew back his fist as if to strike out at her and Enid closed her eyes and held her breath.

Draco drew his fist back and slammed it into the wall. Enid gasped and fell to the floor clutching her right arm. Draco knew it had to have hurt her a lot, if he had hit the wall any harder he would've broken his arm.

"You…like…hitting women?" Enid said breathlessly, still clutching her sore arm.

"I don't ever lay my hands on a woman, Hallow, that was a loophole." Draco sat on his bed. "Don't you ever go snooping around in my head again, the consequences will be great."

"Are you threatening me?" Enid whispered, standing up.

"Yes, I am." Draco said lazily.

"Bastard." Enid said. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, so this was the person she had to protect with her very own life?

"No, that would be you." Draco said triumphantly. The next thing he knew he was being knocked onto the bed by a hard force, knocking the wind out of him.

"YOU STUPID PRICK!" Enid shouted, wrapping her hands around his neck in an attempt to strangle him.

"I…wouldn't…do…that…" Draco said, gasping for air. Enid wasn't listening. That was all Draco could manage to say since he was slowly losing consciousness. For someone so small, Enid had a grip.

Just when Draco could see black dots in front of his eyes, Enid's grip loosened and she collapsed onto the floor. Draco gasped for air, clutching his sore neck. He looked down at the unconscious form of Enid with nothing short of malice in his eyes. After all, he had tried to warn her about the consequences of her actions.

Draco stood and knelt down beside her.

"Hallow!" Draco said, shaking Enid. "Get up and get out of my bloody bedroom." Enid didn't wake. "Get up!" He shook her some more. It turned out to be a vain attempt.

Draco huffed and leaned his back against the bedpost. He wanted some peace. How could he possibly get it with an unconscious girl in his room? He decided to give it one more try.

He got up and tried to lift Enid up, unfortunately his foot slipped on her robe and he went crashing to the floor- landing right on top of Enid.

This sudden movement did, however, wake Enid and her eyes shot open. She looked up at the disheveled form of Draco Malfoy and their very interesting position. She was lying beneath him and he was on top of her, his knees on either side of her waist.

Enid's eyebrows rose in anger, and so did her knee.

Draco crumpled to the side from the sudden burst of pain on his crotch.

"What the hell are you doing?" Enid screamed.

Draco muttered a string of curse words.

"Shouldn't…you…be…in…pain…" He choked out. Enid looked perfectly healthy, while Draco lay on the ground, rolling on the floor trying to ease the extreme pain.

"Hmm…now I guess it's my turn to find a loophole." Enid smirked down at him. "Obviously since I don't have the extra baggage in between my legs, I'm immune to that pain."

"You…" Draco breathed, muttering more curses.

Enid walked closer to him. "Apologize to me." She stated.

"What? I should apologize, I don't think so." Draco said, regaining his voice.

"Yes, unless you want me to use the loophole again."

"Fine, fine. I'm sorry." Draco whispered.

"Accepted." Enid turned and walked to the door.

"You owe me an apology, too, you know." Draco called agitatedly.

"I don't owe you anything." Enid whispered and slammed the door behind her.

Draco growled and stood up very slowly. At least Enid didn't do any permanent damage.

Enid collapsed onto the bed in Bill's room, letting her tears flow freely down her cheeks.

"Mum…Dad…" she whispered. "I'm scared."

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