Authoress Rambling: I did not die! And therefore, have once again gotten off my lazy arse to type this. I deserve presents. Anyways…

Chapter Eight: Of notes and confrontations

The fourth day. 'Crap' Rhia thought as she got was getting ready in the bathroom. 'And I still didn't figure out what the hell Tijana wanted me to do. Psycho journals…psycho eight year olds, I have a great life' she thought, rolling her eyes at the prospect.

Stepping into a hot shower in the Slytherin bathrooms she sighed. The searing water, although Rhia hated water, felt good and seemed to relax and calm her for the briefest of moments she was in it. Washing up and wrapping a towel around herself as she stepped out of the shower, she glanced at a foggy mirror, then stopped dead in her tracks.

Written on the mirror in her favorite purple lipstick she had been planning to wear were the simple words,

'As you have destroyed my gifts, I will destroy you'

It was true. She had been destroying the lilies she was given, whenever she got one, she threw it into the fire. Underneath the writing was a single white lily. Through reflex, a loud scream emitted Rhia's throat. Unfortunately, she dropped her towel at that moment to, standing there, utter shock and dismay on her face.

Footsteps. Frantic running footsteps, and they were getting closer. "What's wrong?" Came a male voice, as the unlocked door swung open. Draco gaped, not at the mirror, but at Rhia herself. Whose towel now resided around her ankles.

"Hoo hoo hoo" he whistled under his breath slightly. (You know how he laughs in POA at COMC class? Lol) Then he caught himself, "Damn...sorry…" he lied and, almost reluctantly, closed the door.

Rhia came out a few minutes later, looking pretty much normal, except that her normally ashen complexion was now even more of an eerie pale. Her lilac eyes stood out way too much to even be considered normal. Draco, who was leaning against the wall, stood in front of her now, looking down.

"Would you care to explain to me now what's wrong?" he said, crossing his arms over his chest. Rhia simply pointed behind her, through the open door at the mirror and it's writing. The lily seemed to be ripped up and drowned in the sink.

Draco pushed her aside gently, stepping into the bathroom; he walked over to the mirror, reading it over and over. "What the bleeding fuck is this?" He mumbled. Slowly, his hand reached out and drew itself across the writing, smudging the purple lipstick.

"Rhia, this is written in your lipstick," he said. No duh.

She only nodded, standing in the doorway quietly. Draco raised an eyebrow and glanced into the sink now. "Same person huh?" Rhia nodded again.

"How'd he bloody get in here?" Draco asked.

Rhia shrugged, "Apparation? I dunno"

"You can't apparate on Hogwarts grounds Rhia, everyone knows that"

"So lock me up in Azkaban, it slipped my mind" She retorted.

' I could lock you up somewhere else' Draco thought. Ooh naughty. Quickly he shook his head to clear his mind. 'Sick bastard, she needs help'

'Way to fight with yourself Drake' came Tijana's voice into his head.

"Shut up!" Draco shouted aloud. Not meaning to.

"I didn't say anything" Rhia said, a little alarmed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean you."

"There's no one else here…"

"Um...Right then" he mumbled. Laughter echoed in his head.

'Silly Malfoy, I'm not talking'

'I don't see you out here helping'

'There's no need to, besides I'm rather busy at the moment'

'Doing…?'

'Fred and George'

'Shouldn't have asked' Draco grimaced at her words. "Gross" he mumbled, ignoring all her other messages. Did she have to be so crude? Snapping back to the current dilemma, he raised an eyebrow.

"No one at all?" he asked.

"Malfoy, look around the common room and everywhere else is empty at this time of morning, everyone's at breakfast. "

"No I mean, are you sure of that? Someone had to break in while you were in the shower to write this. Someone with sloppy handwriting. " Draco observed.

"Well the door was kind of…unlocked. And It's not like I would use colloportus or anything to keep the damn door impenetrable. " Rhia answered.

"Perhaps you should, mm?" He said, shaking his head.

"Whatever, maybe I will. Anyways, today is the last day I should be getting these…messages. Where are Mere and Mel?" she asked. Draco held out two pieces of parchment. "They told me to give you these"

Rhia took the first parchment and opened it, it was dated 'Saturday, April 5th 2004.'

Rhia—

Spike and me are going to Hogsmeade for the day. Finally he takes me on a real date. I'm soo sorry I'm not there for you today, being day four and all, But I can't pass up this date with Spike. Granted he's deaf, but now maybe something interesting will happen…Gah, now I'm sounding like you. See you later & good luck!

---Mel

Great. Rhia thought, folding the parchment up and putting it in her robes pocket. The other one was pretty much the same, from Mere however. Now she was friendless and seemed to be the only one of her friends who didn't have a date today. She couldn't be thinking of guys at a time like this, could she? Whatever, might as well, as everything else was going bad for her.

"They're on dates with Spike and Ridic" she said to Draco. He nodded. Was it okay for him to be thinking about girls today? He practically had them throwing themselves at his feet, just not the one he wanted. He glanced at her, then sighed.

"Rhia, can we talk?" he asked.

She shrugged, "aren't we already?"

"Yeah, but about something different'

"Go ahead" Rhia said, shrugging again.

"Last night Tijana appeared in my room—" he started but was cut off.

"You too?!" Rhia asked, raising an eyebrow.

Draco nodded "Anyways, she kind of…well…she got me to realize something I thought I was over with…"

"Okay…." Rhia said, what did this have to do with her?

"Rhia, do you still have feelings for me?" he asked finally.

She looked at him now, was this really Malfoy? Acting nice for once?

"Why…do you?" she said slowly.

"um…yeah" Draco looked down. Rhia nodded. "Me too"

Draco smiled slightly, well as much as a Malfoy could smile. Seemingly a weight lifted off his (very hott and muscled lol) chest. "Well, I'll…um…see you later than? To make sure you're okay and all…?" he said quickly.

She nodded. Draco turned to walk off, before stopping. He stepped closer to her, tilting her head down so his lips met hers ever so gently. They seemed to linger there for a moment, as if they wanted to hold that memory in their minds forever. The meld of the curves of their bodies fitting together perfectly, the warmth of their lips against each other, his arms now gently holding her waist. Reluctantly, they then pulled away, couldn't be seen in public showing affection now could they? (Had no problems before…)

Exchanging small smiles, they went their separate ways. Rhia stopping back at her dorm and replacing her necklace with the silver one she used to wear. Forgetting her problems for the time being.

-----------Evening----------

Rhia made her way through the crowded corridors and chambers, wanting to get back to the common room. Nothing unordinary had gone on that day, save for the morning's incidents. Thank god. She seemed more relaxed now. For some reason, she was also more eager to see Draco than before.

Walking with her head down, mind in a daydream, she bumped into a passing student. "Out of my way wench" he growled, pushing her into the wall. Obviously another Slytherin guy who wasn't too pleased with her.

"Ill walk where I want," she snapped out of reflex, trying to push away from him.

"What did you say, bitch?" he hissed, shoving her into the wall once again. His hands gripping her shoulders.

"I said I'll walk where I want. Now let go of me," She said, he grinned maliciously.

"I'll let go of you when I want" he retorted.

"Let go!" she said louder. A small group of students had gathered around them. Some were cheering, others were laughing, and some were just standing there watching. But no one cared enough to help.

"Aw, Ashcroft we were just getting started. Now be a good little whore…" he taunted, moving closer. She kicked him, but it only had a slight effect.

"Filthy bastard, get away!" Rhia demanded, louder still. He was ignoring her pleads and preceded to come closer until she could smell his stank and musty breath. (Someone didn't brush their teeth.) His body pressed firmly against her own, arms now out to the side, still pinning her down. With a greedy sort of grin he leaned his face towards her, brushing his lips against her cheek.

"Whatta ya say to that?" he asked menacingly. Some of the students had left now, obviously disgusted. Others stood there for their sick and twisted pleasure.

"Oi, Warentto! Leave her alone!" came Draco's voice as he stood near the edge of the crowd. Seemingly just gotten there.

The boy looked up as Draco loomed over him with a stern glare.

"I said, get away from her," he repeated. In a moment, Draco's fist had made contact with the boy's jaw, causing him to yelp. Holding one hand to his bleeding jaw, he used his free hand to slam Rhia's head into the wall before turning and fleeing.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked, looking at her with concern. Rhia nodded, grimacing slightly and holding the back of her head with one hand. The students have scattered, and now passed by them like nothing happened.

Rhia looked up at Draco. "Thanks" she mumbled, with a slight smile.

"Filthy bastard Chrono is. Doesn't know when to bloody leave a girl alone" he sneered. Rhia shrugged, he spoke other words to her, but they were coherent. Or at least to her they weren't.

She looked up at him again, her eyes wide. Was he singing? And the lyrics…the lyrics! His mouth looked like it was forming other words, but wall she heard was that cursed song.

"Here we go,

the world is spinning..."

"Stop!" Rhia said, pushing past him and running threw the throng of students. Every word she heard was part of the song. Was the whole damned student body singing it? She opened her mouth to scream once more, bolting for the doors to outside, but found that she too couldn't control herself from singing.

"When it stops

its just beginning

sun comes up

we all laugh

sun goes down…."

Clapping a hand over her mouth, she could still hear the music. Franticly, she pushed her way around the students, running through the doors until she made it onto the grounds. There was an eerie amount of fog that night, and she couldn't see. She ran right onto the rock that jutted out over the lake, still not able to see, slipping and falling. She screamed, but didn't hit the water.

Draco feverishly raced after her, hearing her start to sing. 'Shit' he thought, had her eyes looked glazed over too? Yes. Not good. He thrust himself through the large oak doors and onto the ground in time to see Rhia jump off the cliff. Weird, it was foggy all round her, and thick too. But incredibly clear everywhere else.

"Rhia!" he shouted, running to the water's edge, just in time to see Rhia disappear as she hit the water, a silver necklace flying off her neck and landed beside him. But there was no splash…

"Oof" Was the noise Rhia made as she landed on her arse on hard, cold, …cement?

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Draco: Finally! Bloody fuckin' god, that girl…Jen I think her name is? Psycho, freaky, perverted slutty bitch! Locked me up for weeks in that closet of hers…nothing but my boxers on. (told you she was bloody perverted) Psh, some authoress she is. Intent on making me shag with her slutty little arse of a roleplay character. Her and her friends, that's what it is. Psycho ruddy whore. Anyways, I just want to make it known that I do not intend to be like the golden-boy potter, running in and saving chicks when they're about to be bloody raped or something. Nope. Infact, I am that filthy bastard raping the chick when Potter runs in, all heroic, and I kill him. Yup…great life. Instead im the one acting all good, and caring for that pathetic Ashcroft girl! If I wanted to shag her or something, I'd do it right on the spot! Damn, better not give Jen or her friends any ideas…ruddy bitch.

Jen: Excuse me?! Back to your closet mister!

Draco: Yes mistress…