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I see you with them,

I have to look away,

Maybe I'll get over you,

Maybe; one day.

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Someone's on his knee and I hear him laugh. I squint as I see Pansy shamelessly doing a lap dance on him. I gaze at them with distaste for a while before deciding it will do no good and leave. The dagger like way Blaise watches over me as I walk away made me feel like the prey being hunted and trying to run.

Pansy turns to face me, a triumphant smile plasters her face. I smile back, just to spite her. Draco looks at me and I see the emptiness behind his smile. I see he tries to sneer at me, and I see how empty that too is.

I don't know whether that is good or not.

His condition seems to be getting worse. He subtly seems to be withdrawing away more and more. I want to get through, but he cloaks himself with his housemates; a shield I will never be able to penetrate.

"HERM DOG!" I hear someone shout my way. I feel the blood gently rise to my face, tinting my cheeks a vivid red.

"Harry." I greet in return, stretching an icy smile his way. He thinks up pet names for me, recently they have become utterly ridiculous.

"I was wondering if you wanna do something later on." He flashes me his irrefutable smile and I melt.

"Sure." I agree, though not as reluctantly as I would've been inclined to.

His smile becomes even wider, all be cause of my elusive answer that should've gave him nothing. I suspect something is up, something right underneath my nose; something I have yet to pick up on.

"Malfoy." Harry taunts, his arm slithering around my neck without my consent. Malfoy, who was already sort of looking this way; out of the corner of his eyes, he watches the display before him.

"Potter." Malfoy grimaces, stifling a yawn.

I pry my neck away from the clobbers we call the arms of Harry. Seeing me struggle, Draco chances a smile in my direction. A smile.

An actual smile.

I think; I can't be sure; my efforts are in vain on Harry as he tries to slide his arm back up again.

"What do you want?" Snarled Pansy, the pug faced whore swivels and faces Harry.

"Nothing." Harry shrugs and walks away. Before he was out of sight, he turns and winks at Pansy.

Pansy doesn't seem flustered and only raises her brow towards me questioningly. I shrug.

"Off with you then." Blaise orders haughtily flicking his hand, as if motioning me to leave.

I think about defying them and staying here, but; no. I have no allies here, no friends.

Draco was too unreliable to be considered a friend.

Too distant to even be considered an... acquaintance.

The room was filled with Slytherins, who demanded the whole library be theirs. I imagine there were others here, but only to be uncomfortable by the gathering of Slytherins and so they flee. I suspect the Slytherins scare whoever tries to resettle back here.

Why the masses of Slytherins all of a sudden? I could imagine many wonder. I know. Their leader colonizes them here. He decides to claim the library, my fort for so long, for his own. Why? The one question left unanswered. I only hope that this is an impulsive thing, and will soon go back to normal.

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I hear Lavender clicking her tongue absently, a subconscious habit of hers whenever she decides to perve at her new target.

The thing about Lavender is; she finds someone every now and then to...pursue. It's like she picks random guys and captures them. What's worse is that they fall for her. I've seen her do it, along with her friend Parvati. Men seem to get ready to fall for her, it's almost unnatural. Everyone seems to love them. There's a word for all this; and it wasn't nice.

I search vaguely around, I never care who the unfortunate victim is. But now I do.

Why, Lavender, why? I wanted to ask her, looking at the blonde haired angel who'll never let me in. I hear the clicking get fainter and fainter as she moves to the Slytherin table. What was she thinking? This was a Slytherin. Slytherins are nasty. Not be to be reckoned with. And this particular Slytherin was their foremost leader.

What throws me off is how strange her taste is becoming. Why, all of a sudden, is she going after a Slytherin? More importantly, why was she going after my Slytherin? She's never considered going after one before. She is even one of the people telling me to abandon my hope of ever getting near the serpents. She knew of my... obsession.

And still she wants him.

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