I woke up the next morning with a hangover. I rolled over in Draco's sleeping bag and groaned at the horrific headache that I had.

Draco sat up a little and yawned.

"Morning, Sleeping Beauty…" he said, yawning again.

"I don't know about the beauty, but you sure as hll got the sleeping part…"

He chuckled and kissed my forehead. "We never opened the presies…" he murmured.

"Mine are on my bed."

"And one of them is right here…" He grinned and kissed me on the lips.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Draco darling."

"You're still drunk…"

"So?" I threw myself on him, knocking him flat and kissing him.

I felt his lips curl into a smile as he kissed back.

I quickly pulled away when I heard someone cough loudly. It sounded a lot like "gross"…

"Mattie, you and Blaise shagged last night, so I don't want to hear it!" I snapped at her.

She giggled and laid back down next to Blaise.

"Where were we, pet?" I asked.

"Here," Draco grinned, pulling me to him and kissing me deeply.

We kissed for about ten minutes, then pulled away, breathless, each grinning like complete fools.

"Now, I claim my second prize…" he said, slipping his hands up my top.

"No way!"

"You said that you'd shower with me!"

"I lied."

"Bch!" he yelled.

I laughed.

There was a small knock on the door.

"Yeah?" Draco yelled.

"Master Malfoy, honored guests, Miss Thompson…breakfast is ready, then you all will be leaving by floo powder, all except Miss Thompson, of course…"

I gawked. That house elf had the best English I had ever heard!

The small elf left and everyone went downstairs ahead of me and Draco.

I put a robe on and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Breakfast. Why?"

"You're seriously not taking a shower?"

"Not right now…after everyone leaves."

Draco nodded and I left.

I stripped down and stepped into the shower.

The warm water ran down my body. I leaned against the side with my eyes closed, letting the water warm my cold limbs.

"What are you doing?" a voice asked.

My eyes snapped open and met Draco's ice blue eyes. "What the hll are you doing in here!"

"I told you! You owe me!"

I hit my head against the wall. "I give up!" I sighed.

Draco stepped in, not looking at my chest.

"I love you…" he whispered, kissing me. My hear leapt and my stomach flipped with excitement.

He moved along my jaw line to my neck. I let out a soft moan as I felt his bare body against me. I stroked his hair and nuzzled against him.

"We'll get so busted for this if we're caught…" I whispered to his hair.

"I don't care…" he muttered back, looking me in the eye.

"I don't care either," I said, kissing him as hard as I could.

He ran his hands up and down my sides. I shuttered.

"I love you, Riley…With all of my heart," he said, pulling away.

I opened my eyes. When I looked into Draco's blue eyes, I saw something that was never there before. It was a lust…a pure longing for something…for me…

"No," I whispered.

"What? What's wrong?"

"This is only going to lead to something more…I'm not ready! Draco, I love you so much, and one day, we will…but not now…"

"Promise me."

"Promise you what?"

"That until we die, that your heart belongs to me…"

"I promise you…"

He kissed me again.

Half an hour later, (filled with snogging!) we stepped out of the shower and I slipped into a robe.

Draco picked me up, bridal-style, and carried me out into my room. He sat on my bed with me on his lap. (He put on boxers and jeans…but he was shirtless!)

"By the way, thank you for the Quidditch stuff. I really love it."

"You're welcome. I didn't open mine yet."

"So do it now!"

I shrugged and pulled the small pile of gifts towards me. I grabbed the smallest one and the one on the top.

"Open that one last. It's from me."

"Okay." I grabbed another and tore it open.

I ended up getting a diary from Mattie, a stationary set from Gretchen, a book on magical creatures from Blaise, Amee got me a black dress with a red lace-up back, chocolates from Crabbe and Goyle, Marcus got me a book on Quidditch skills, and Carter and Michael got me a necklace and matching hair clips.

"Now for yours…" I said taking it from him.

"Don't laugh. It took me forever to find it."

"What, you were planning on asking me out before I even got here for the summer?" I smirked at him.

"Not really, but we always give each other a formal gift, and we're seventeen now…"

"Ah…I get it. What is it?"

"I'm not telling…open it."

I pulled the ribbon off and opened the box.

I gasped.

"Draco…" I whispered. "It-it's gorgeous!"

Inside the box was a silver ring. The band was a snake and the eyes were emeralds. It also held a small crystal, into which the Malfoy family crest was engraved.

"It took you forever to find something with your family crest on it?"

"Well, it took me forever to find it in the attic and to clean it up. I think it was my great-great-great-great-great Grandmother Persephone's. My family has some really weird names…"

I giggled. "I love it, thank you." I kissed him.

"The eldest Malfoy son is to give a family heirloom to the girl he wants to marry someday."

"You're proposing to me?"

"Not yet. I will someday, though."

"Someday sounds wonderful."

I kissed him again and we fell back onto my bed, making out.

"Riley! Draco!" Mum called.

I rolled off Draco and onto the floor as Mum came into the room.

"What were you doing?"

"Nothing," we said together.

"Right. Well, your father, me, and Draco's parents are going out."

"Okay," Draco and I answered again.

"Okay…Is there something going on between the two of you?"

"No," we answered again.

"You two have been acting strange lately…"

"Puberty," Draco said as I said, "PMS."

"Right. Well, behave and have fun. We'll be back late. Bye."

"Bye," we called.

Draco heard the door close downstairs and said, "Why did we lie to your mum?"

"I don't know." I shrugged and pulled out a pair of jeans. I shook my head and put them back. I pulled out a pair of gothic jeans. They were black and pink with chains. "What do you think?"

"Too baggy. I like this," he said, pulling a little black skirt out.

"Hmm….I forgot that I had that. What top?"

Draco looked for a while and pulled out a black tank.

"Brilliant! You wouldn't happen to be a girl would you?"

"NO!" he yelled.

I laughed. "I was kidding. It's not like I'm questioning your sexuality, or anything." I smirked at him. "I'll be right back."

I changed and came back out.

"You look like we're going dancing, Riley."

"We could…You promised."

"I did, didn't I?"

I nodded.

"Alright, dancing it is! I'll only be a minute. I'll meet you downstairs in the foyer."

He left and I picked out a pair of strapped, sexy, black heels.

I headed down the stairs and waited for a while.

Draco came down in a while in a black Oxford top with only the bottom few buttons done and black jeans.

"You look like a goth," I said, smiling at him as he kissed me.

"You are a goth," he said.

I shrugged as I walked over to the fireplace. "Where're we going?"

"There's a small club in London where Mum and Dad won't go. They said that it's full of teenaged wizards. There's Fire Whiskey, too. Blaise has been there."

"Then that's where we're going! What's it called?"

"The Spotlight."

"See you there," I said stepping into the fireplace. "The Spotlight!"

The flames engulfed me. The spinning stopped and loud music met my ears.