AN: I am SOOOOO sorry for not updating in, like, a month or something. I've been busy with my new story, Me and Emily. (Check it out!) Please forgive me!

oh yes, I forgot:

Disclaimer: SHE DOES NOT OWN HARRY POTTER SO DON'T SUE!!!

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------ Last time ------

"Harry, wait!" I said, getting up from my chair and walking over to him. He turned around, and I noticed that Hermione and Ron were no longer in the room. The common room was deserted, as it was before, except for Harry and me. "I just wanted to say, well, thanks, for – for giving me that statement. You're right, this isn't something to get worked up about." And after I said that, I did the only thing that I saw fit: I hugged him. He seemed shocked, but then he put his arms around my shoulders and hugged me back. I squeezed a little tighter and I actually smiled. I finally let go and said, "Thanks again Harry." But before I walked off, I gave him a little kiss on the cheek, then, blushing furiously, I ran up to the girls dormitories.

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Chapter 9: Potions Again

------ My (Cassy's) POV ------

The next morning at breakfast, which so happened to be a Monday, I was my usual cheery self, despite the first lesson of the day being double potions. I had decided last night that Malfoy was nothing to worry about, and neither was mine and Harry's little encounter in the common room. Harry seemed to be thinking along the same lines. We had both brightened considerably when we entered the Great Hall and nobody looked at us with curious stares, pointed, or started whispering. I took that to mean that Malfoy was taking our truce seriously, and he hadn't told anyone about the Quidditch incident. I talked happily with the other members of Gryffindor, as they were keen on getting to know me, since I hadn't been there for the past several years. When I finally finished my breakfast and managed to close my conversation with some annoying second years, I looked up and saw Malfoy leaving his table. I had a sudden idea.

"I'll see you guys in Potions, okay?" I called to Harry, Ron, and Hermione and I got up from the table. They looked at me, confused I suppose, as to why I was leaving early, but they all nodded their heads in agreement. I rushed out of the Great Hall and saw Malfoy walking in the direction of where Snape's classroom is.

"Hey! Malfoy! DRACO!" I called through the empty hall to get his attention. He turned around, surprised at hearing someone using his first name. I skidded to a halt when I caught up to him, breathing heavily.

"Yes?" he replied, amused and interested, as he watched me lean against the wall, struggling to catch my breath. (AN: he was really far down the corridor, which meant that Cassy had to run a fairly long distance, which is why she was breathing so heavily, ok?)

"I just wanted to ask you," I said, then took a few more deep breaths, finally catching my breath and breathing normally, "If you really saw what happened on the Quidditch Pitch yesterday."

------- Draco's POV -------

Well, this is rather interesting. My twin sister comes galloping up a corridor to catch up with me, just to ask me a trivial question like this. Maybe I should toy with her a little on the subject . . . this should be fun.

"Nope, I haven't a clue what your talking about."

"Oh, c'mon, Malfoy, Hermione wouldn't lie!"

"Pardon?"

"Hermione TOLD me that you told her that you saw what happened! She wouldn't lie about something like that."

"Remind me again, what exactly was it that I saw?" I said innocently, but with a smirk.

"Yesterday, I was learning how to fly on the Quidditch Pitch . . . anything ringin' a bell?"

"Hmmm, maybe, keep going . . ." I said with an even bigger smirk.

"Then, I dived strait down to the ground and crashed . . . come on, I know that you know what I'm talking about." she said, crossing her arms.

"Ah, yes, now I remember, and you crashed right into Potter. Yes, it's all coming very clear now."

"So if you know what I'm talking about and you really did see it, then why haven't you told anyone? I thought you would've, with your reputation to hold up." she spat.

"Ah, but remember, dear-"he paused "-Cassandra, we have a truce, and it is also my reputation to keep up my honor, as it should be yours as well." I finished.

"Oh, well, I – I just thought –"she stammered.

"That I just wanted to get some good dirt on you?"

"Well, yes," she said, asking the floor for answers.

"You shouldn't listen to everything Weasley says. Like I said, Cassy, I have honor to uphold as well as a reputation, and I wouldn't dare break that honor spreading gossip on a fellow pure-blood," I stopped and walked over to her and put her chin in my hand and made her look up "now would I?" I smirked again.

"No – no, I guess not," she said shakily. I let go of her chin.

"Ta," I said, and continued on my way down to the dungeons. I could sense that students were going to be leaving the Great Hall any minute.

------- My POV --------

I just stood there, leaning against the wall, feeling dazed. Malfoy had touched me – again – and still, I felt no electric shock. It was very strange. I couldn't ponder anymore, however, because students began to come out of the Great Hall, and my three best friends were among the first out. They saw me and came rushing up to me.

"Why did you leave?" asked Harry.

"We thought something happened to you!" exclaimed Ron

"Are you feeling ok?" questioned Hermione

"I will answer your questions in reverse order!" I said, as I got up off the wall and started walking, Harry, Ron and Hermione beside me. "Yes, I'm feeling fine, No nothing happened to me, and I will explain why I left as quickly as possible so we will be done the conversation by the time we arrive at Snape's classroom." And so, I launched into the story, forgetting to leave out the part where Draco touched me. I had temporarily forgotten how that would set Ron off.

"The slimy git actually touched you?!? Why that no good, slimy, ferret – "

"RON!" shouted Harry, Hermione and I all at once. He shut up instantly.

"Ron," I said more softly, "It's ok! He just touched my chin, is all. I'm fine, it's not like he cursed me into oblivion or anything. Anyway, you should just be glad that he meant what he said in that truce and that the whole school isn't going to be gossiping about me and Harry!"

"Oh, right, sorry," he said. The remainder of the walk was spent in silence.

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When the whole class was busy with their potions a half hour later, working with their partners, and discussing it quietly, Malfoy said something to me that I had never expected.

"By the way, Cassandra, with the exception of Potter getting in your way, you are an excellent flier. It must run in your blood." This took me by much surprise.

"Wow, Draco, thanks. Should I try out for the Quidditch team?"

"Only if you want to have me as competition." He said with a smirk. Snape came over to us just then.

"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Calaway, I'm afraid that this Potions class does not permit your lively little chat. 10 points from Gryffindor." And with that he stalked off. I realized that half the class had seen what happened.

I just sat there gaping at him, mouth open in shock. Malfoy, however, was glaring at him, mouth open to comment. He got up and walked over to where Snape now sat: at his desk. The whole class was watching, now.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" said Snape coolly.

"Professor, we were just simply discussing the next step of the Potion, as are the rest of the students in this class, not just having a lively little chat. So, if you're going to dock points off of Cassandra's house for simply discussing the assignment, then every student in here, including you're precious Slytherins, should have points taken from their house as well." Said Malfoy, quietly but angrily. I could tell he was fuming, but I also was wondering. We weren't discussing the potion; we WERE just having a lively little chat, sort of. So why was he sticking up for me, and endangering his house points in the process?

"Very well, Mr. Malfoy, but it will be your own peers that will blame you for this. 5 points from every student in the room, which totals to 50 from Gryffindor and 50 from Slytherin. And detention, Mr. Malfoy, for questioning a teachers reasoning."

That sent me fuming. "Professor, I really must protest!" (AN: Another Pirates of the Caribbean line!) I said fairly loudly, standing up. I then realized that the whole class was completely silent, watching the whole ordeal in shock.

"Ah, another 5 points, Miss Calaway, for talking back to a teacher, and you will join Mr. Malfoy in detention. Please stay after class so I can arrange it with the two of you. Now if you would both kindly sit down so you can return to your lesson." I plopped down in my seat, scowling, and I was soon joined by Malfoy. The whole class never said another word until the end of the lesson.

When the bell finally did ring, all the students rushed out of the classroom, except Draco and me. I noticed that Harry, Ron and Hermione were hanging around, waiting for me, but Professor Snape waved them off.

"Potter! Weasley! Granger!" said Snape when he saw they were lingering. "Out! You wouldn't want to be late for your next class, now would you?" The three of them scampered out the door, but I was willing to bet they were just outside it, listening and waiting for me. I took a deep breath and walked up to Snape's desk, Draco by my side. I couldn't believe it: I had only been at this school for just over two weeks and I had already landed myself in detention!

--------Snape POV --------

I looked at the two sixteen year olds before me and I realized that they had an incredible likeness to each other: same hair, same skin, same sneering mouth, same eyes, same body structure . . . But I couldn't let that distract me. A sudden idea struck me for a detention for the both of them. I tried hard not to smirk.

"You will be serving detention in the forest. I need a plant for my upcoming lessons with the seventh years. It is called the Eledora, and it's found in our own Dark Forest. I will need five. Meet me in my office tomorrow evening at 7:00 after dinner. I will give you further instructions then. Now, take these slips to your next lesson and give them to your teachers, as there is no doubt you are going to be late. The notes will explain everything. Now, get a move on!"

--------- Draco's POV----------

At that we both scampered out the door. And, sure enough, no sooner had we got out the door than the bell rang. Apparently, Cassandra had Transfiguration next, which was in the same basic direction as Charms, where I was headed. We would have to part ways at the stairs: She would go up, and I would go down. As we walked, she decided to make an attempt at conversation.

"Ummm, Draco?"

"Yes?"

"Well, thanks, for, umm, sticking up for me like that, even though you lost both our houses 50 points in the process."

"Oh, no problem. He was just being unfair as usual by not taking any points from me, so I decided to make up some story about how we were just discussing the lesson and see if he would give the points back. I didn't think he would take what I said about the house points seriously."

What I didn't say was 'I'm just doing my duty as you're brother'.

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