Chapter 7: Cold Shoulders

Lacy walked to the sixth door and opened it, inside were four four-poster beds in green and silver. The lights were still on and all of the girls were still awake. The drapes were pulled back and on it were Pansy and two other girls. All three of them were wearing their night clothes and sitting up talking. They stopped talking when Lacy entered the room. Pansy was sitting on the bed with her arms folded and a smug sneer on her face.

"So, you're back are you? You didn't fall and hit your head on the way down, did you? Because, you know it would be such a terrible loss." Pansy looked like she was very pleased, so Lacy guessed that she wanted to get a rise out of her and she did nothing. Lacy smiled and asked politely, "Which bed is mine?"

One of the other girls who looked like she was skin and bones, lifted up a bony hand and pointed to the farthest away bed. Vyk nodded and walked over to it, and looked it over. There was a trunk at the foot of the bed, so Lacy opened it up and started rummaging through it looking for her things. She got out some clothes and her toothbrush and laid them on the bed.

"Where can I brush my teeth?" Lacy asked the room. The other girl pointed to a door and held up one finger. "The first door? Okay." Lacy walked out of the room and into the first one, it was the bathroom. She brushed her teeth quickly and walked back to the room, it was in the same state as she left it; no one had moved. Uhh..okay. That's not creepy at all. Thought Lacy. She walked back to her bed and took off her robes. She looked behind her, they were watching her.

"Are you just going to stand there and watch me undress?" she asked with a little edge in her voice. Suddenly the two other girls walked to their beds and turned off the lights, by now only Pansy hadn't moved. Lacy sighed and took off her shirt and skirt, underneath was her undershirt and a pair of shorts. She pulled on a pair of pants over the shorts, and tied her hair back into a loose bun. She turned back around, and Pansy was still there looking at her. Lacy climbed into bed and smiled at Pansy as she turned off the lights.

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"Lay off it, I don't wanna talk about it!" Draco shouted at his cronies. As soon as he'd walked in the door, they'd been on his case about her and what happened. Blaise wasn't making it any easier, he was fully content with thinking that they'd faked the whole "Fainting" thing just so they could get out from the eyes of any adults or other students. Draco turned off all the lights and got into bed with the covers over his head, the others took it as a hint to shut up. They'd bug him more in the morning, they'd probably bug him for a long time about it.

Draco slipped off into a deep slumber where dreams came easily to him. He was walking in a dark lush forest at night, along a path of floating lights. He followed the lights to a little cottage. He knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he walked inside.

"Hello?" he called over and over. He walked around the cottage's kitchen and avoided the pots and pans. He saw a door on the opposite side of the house, it had light spilling out from underneath it. He crossed the floor quickly and put his hand on the door knob and his ear to the door, but he didn't hear a sound. He turned the knob slowly in his hands and eased the door open. Inside there were many little candles lit all centered around a bed. The bed was green and had silver sheets hanging over it so you couldn't see who was inside them. Draco put one foot in front of the other to soften the sounds of his boots as he walked to the bed. He reached out his hands and parted the silver sheet. He put one knee on the bed, and then the other so he was kneeling on the bed, and the person on the bed shifted a little in their sleep. Draco didn't know why he felt so magnetized by the person sleeping soundly, but he was and let the sheets fall limp behind him. He poised his hands in front of his and felt over the bed searching for a limb attached to a body. His hand found a foot, and he traveled his hand up the calf to the thigh to the stomach and stop. Whenever his hand touched her stomach, it took an a lot of air. He used his other hand to find an arm that was twisted up in the blankets. Draco was crouched over the body he was sure to be a females, because it was too soft and feminine to belong to a man. Draco's eyes traveled from the stomach to her chest that was covered by the blankets, and up to the neck, and finally to the face. He knew that face, it was her face; It was Lacy's face.

Draco stared at Lacy's sleeping form for a long time. He lifted his hand to her face and pushed the hair out of the way. She signed and turned over, revealing her naked shoulder for him to gaze upon. He touched her shoulder with the tips of his fingers and she rolled over and pushed her blanket away, onto her stomach and his hand was left hovering over her chest. She was wearing a loose-fitting tank top, that had come up to show her belly button. Draco's face was inches away from it, and he just couldn't resist from trailing his fingertips along the line her stomach made. He felt her push upward with her back, and he stopped; lingering on her hip bone. Draco smiled and kissed the crest of her head. Her eyes opened up slowly and looked at him. She smiled lazily at him and stretched her arms over her head, and making her shirt go up even higher. She brought her arms down around his neck and lifted her head up to his to kiss him.

Suddenly Draco shot up in his bed sputtering. It was a dream. All a dream.