These characters aren't mine, sadly, and I make no profit from (insert story the particular fic of mine you are reading is based on here). I cry out to the stars, "If only, if only."

By the by, watch out, a few of the characters may be ooc. (out of character for those of you who don't know what that stands for.)

Chapter 5: Runaway

Deena hadn't gotten a lot of sleep last night. Once her parents had finished the Your-Not-Going-and-That's-Final Lecture and the The-Nerve-of-That-Boy Lecture, Deena had spent the night debating what to do. She finally made her decision, and, waiting until everyone was asleep, emptied her school bag and soccer duffel.

The next morning in school, Deena flung her duffel into her locker and hunted Draco down. She didn't bother with exchanging pleasantries; she got right to the point.

"If you get me on a plane to London before midnight tonight, I'll go," she told him.

"What about your parents?" Draco asked.

"They once told me if I ran away overseas, they wouldn't bother chasing me down, it'd have to be my decision to come back. But after this, I don't think they'll want me back at all," Deena said.

Deena kept the fact that she was leaving a secret, and at the end of the day, Mr. Thompson drove her and Draco to the airport, where they got a flight to London. Draco took his seat, fastened his seatbelt, and clutched the armrests until his knuckles were white.

"This is so cool! I've never flown before," Deena said. Then she looked at Draco. "Is it that bad?"

"Let's just say this isn't my preferred way of flying," he answered shakily.

They took off and it wasn't as bad as Deena thought it would be. When they were up in the air, Draco was just as tense, if not more so. Deena pulled out The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring and when Draco asked what she was reading, she threw the book at him, hoping it would calm him down if he read.

"Hey Deena!" a hyper voice yelled.

"Please, Lord! Don't let it be who I think it is," Deena sobbed.

Sue ran up and took the empty seat next to Deena. "Hi Deena. Where're we going?" Sue asked cheerily. She looked over at Draco and noticed that he still had his seatbelt fastened. Sue leaned over and unbuckled it.

"What are you doing here? And leave my seatbelt alone," Draco hissed.

"Shut up," Deena commanded. "She won't answer you and if she wants to play with your seatbelt, she will."

"Where're we going?" Sue asked again.

"London, you idiot," Deena informed her. "How did you get on the plane?"

"I hid in the trunk of Mr. Thompson's car and got out at the airport. I had enough money in my savings to buy a ticket and then I walked on the plane with my ticket," Sue explained as if it were obvious.

"What're you going to do in London? You can't go to school with me," Deena said.

"Why not?"

"You are such an idiot. Why don't you go back to your seat?"

"My seat's a ways back there. But this seat is empty, so they let me move up and that way I can talk with you," Sue said. "Also, I was annoying the people back there."

"Lucky me," Deena said sarcastically.

"Aren't you just?" Sue replied cheerily.

"I'll ask you again. What're you going to do in London?" Deena repeated.

"Go to school with you," Sue answered.

"But you can't."

"Why not?"

"You don't have magic, or whatever. You just can't."

"Oh well. I'm coming anyway," Sue said.

"You're going to drive me insane, you know that?" Deena mumbled.

Finally, the plane landed in London and Deena was in the baggage claim, waiting for her duffel.

"Waiting, waiting. Waiting, waiting," Sue sang.

"Would you stop that? That's getting on my nerves," Deena said.

"How can waiting be so annoying to you?" Sue asked.

"I swear, you are such an idiot," Deena remarked.

"Do you know how many times I've heard you say that? It's getting annoying," Draco snapped.

"Oh, boo hoo!" Deena replied sarcastically. "If you didn't want to hear it, you shouldn't have persuaded me to come."

"I persuaded you?" he asked disbelievingly.

"Do me a favor. Shut up," she hissed.

"Then I guess you don't care what we're doing for the night?"

"I would so love to hurt you right now," Deena mumbled as she grabbed her duffel from the conveyor belt. "What're we doing for the night?"

"Sorry, I have to shut up now," he replied.

"Listen up, Malfoy. If you don't tell me what we're doing right now, I will kill you, chop you up into tiny little bits, and send your broken body back to Hogwarts in numerous envelopes."

"Ooh. She threatened her fantasy lover," Sue breathed in shock.

"And if you keep that up, I'll burn you at the stake," Deena informed Sue.

"We'll get a room for the night," Draco told Deena.

"A room. How nice," Deena said. "You're paying for it."

"Oh, and here I was expecting you to pay," he retorted.

"I don't appreciate your sarcasm," she shot back.

"So you can be sarcastic and I can't?"

"I have an excuse."

"What's that?"

"PMS. What's your excuse?"

"Never mind," he mumbled.

"Deena, one. Draco, zero," Sue said, keeping score of who won the most arguments.

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Draco banged on the door again. When he received no answer other than the sound of the shower running, he mumbled to himself and walked over to the beds. Sue was sprawled on one (watching TV). He sat on the other bed.

"What could possibly take her this long?" he pondered aloud.

"She's not coming out," Sue guessed.

"Why not?"

"She's afraid of what you'll think of her. She's very self-conscious," Sue answered, her eyes never leaving the screen. "You go girl! Kick his arse!" she yelled at the TV.

"Why should she be afraid of me?"

"Go! Kick him!" Sue screamed at the TV, sitting up. "Kick! Oh no! Look out! Knee up! Knee up! Sweet!"

"About time," Draco mumbled when he heard the shower being turned off. "She's been in there for thirty minutes." Unfortunately, he had to wait another twenty minutes before Deena came out. And when she came out, Draco did a double-take.

Her hair, which was washed, combed, and braided, wasn't the reason for his double-take, and neither were her royal blue pajamas. It was the fact that she was wearing glasses, something she hadn't done before. It reminded him of Potter, which repulsed him.

"What are you staring at?" Deena snapped.

"Since when do you wear glasses?" Draco asked.

"Since a long time ago. I wear contacts in the day," she answered.

"HIT HIM! Punch, kick, whatever!...Yes! Go!" Sue yelled, jumping off the bed and positioning herself in front of the TV, less than an inch away from the screen.

"What are you watching?" Deena asked.

"I dunno," Sue answered, sitting down on the bed again.

"Is it any good?"

"Yeah. The blonde girl keeps kicking ass," Sue said. "He's lying! Punch him!"

"Ooh, this does look good," Deena said, sitting on the same bed as Draco. In a few minutes, she was completely caught up in the show. "HIT HIM!" she yelled, grabbing Draco by the throat and punching his arm, her eyes still glued to the TV. "HIT HIM, KILL HIM!"

"That was a wussy punch! Hit him harder!" Sue commanded the girl on TV.

"Sweet!" Deena and Sue yelled when the guy was bleeding to death on the ground.

"Can you...let go...now?" Draco gasped.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Deena apologized, quickly letting go of him.

"You know Deena likes it rough," Sue teased.

"Shut up, you pervert," Deena shrieked.

Draco decided to leave them to their inevitable argument and take a shower.

-

Deena grabbed one of the room keys Draco had left on the table and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" Sue asked.

"To the lobby. There's a candy machine down there," Deena answered huffily. After arguing with Sue for ten minutes, she wasn't in a good mood.

"Can you get me some?"

"You idiot! We just argued for ten minutes, and now you're asking me to get you some candy? You must've been dropped on your head when you were little. Something's seriously wrong in your head!"

"Can you get me some?" Sue repeated after a short pause.

"Aagghh," Deena yelled as she left the room. It didn't take long to get some candy from the lobby, and Deena also found a soda machine and got herself some soda. She went back to the room and sat down at the table with her snack.

"Where's mine?" Sue asked curiously.

"You want some? Go get it yourself," Deena retorted.

So Sue grabbed a room key and left for the lobby. Deena sat at the table, munching on her own candy and mumbling about how much she hated Sue. Somehow, she ended up knocking over her soda. She picked it up quickly, but some soda had spilled regardless of her fast reflexes. Needing a towel to wipe up the mess, Deena hurried to the bathroom and flung open the door.

Draco was standing in front of the mirror, with a towel around his waist and combing his silver-blonde hair. Deena stopped dead in her tracks and just stared. He was muscular, but not too muscular. Deena couldn't do anything but stare. If he was surprised at her busting in, he didn't show it.

"Did you want something?" he said.

"Towel," she whispered meekly, blushing and turning her eyes to the floor.

"Go ahead and get one," he said.

"Okay," she answered quietly. She came in and headed for the towels. Unfortunately for Deena, she found a slippery spot on the floor. Her feet flew out from under her and she let out a small scream as she fell to the floor.

Draco whirled around and caught her before she hit the floor. They ended up with their faces maybe an inch apart. They stared into each other's eyes just for a moment.

"Get a room," Sue said from the doorway, having returned from the lobby.

"Sue, we did get a room," Deena said. "I mean, where do you think we are?"

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Note: The line "I would so love to hurt you right now" comes from Miss Congeniality.