Hello all!!! Continuing the story about that boy and me...yeah...he keeps putting his arm around me. Daluver said I should punch him, but I have a trip to six flags that could be taken away and I've already paid. Its been suggested to skip that class, but the principal knows my dad...and I would have to go eventually and make p the work...he is inevitable...Any suggestions? That won't get me into deep Sh!t?

Hp is not owned by me, it is owned by JK Rowling. Monica is owned by well Monica! I own some places, and Rory's 3 friends!!

DaLuver: Have you figured out how to post on the Psycho Slyths yet? Remember...I'm your friend!! wink, wink And obviously you find me fantabulous...I AM FANTABULOUS!!! laughs arrogantly And of course its so cool ya skipped down a mountain....0o0o

Tennisplaya278: Errr...that's the first time anyone has used the phrase "owow" in a review of mine...Of course. Everyone has a soft spot for the bad guys...and I personally hate the god guys...throws flaming spork at Weasel and Pothead

Foamy the Squirrel: Yes, the Snape dressed as a clown and pink dress are actually horrifying especially to me, strangely enough...clowns scare me and so does Snape! Speaking of your ever beloved ugly professor, check out Annoying Professor Snape. It seems cool, though the author escapes me...I'll get back to ya on that.

WHERE ARE YOU LOYAL REVIEWERS?!?!

On with the story!!!!

"Ms. Granger! That is hardly appropriate for the day for the students returning!" Professor McGonagal yelled, pointing at Rory's clothes. Rory startled, looked up in surprise from her book on dark magic. 'Today?! Already?!' After she got over the shock, she looked down at her own clothes. She was wearing a satin dark green outfit, with a short tank top shirt and a pair of shorts that were much too short. She grinned sheepishly, "Sorry Professor! Forgot today was the big day! And call me Rory!" McGonagall smiled kindly and nodded, as Rory ran down the hall to change.

She quickly threw off her outfit and pulled on a new one. She gave herself a quick glance in the mirror. Her flowing chocolate hair now had a dark green under-layer and black streaks, however it was now tightly restrained, simply pulled back. She had on a dark blue beater and some tight flared blue jeans. She nodded to herself in approval.

Yes, she of course made head girl, just as expected. It was going to be a major pain, she could tell now, especially with Malfoy as Head Boy, who always seconded her. It was no surprise. Despite popular belief, Malfoy did study, he was just discreet about it. Her guess was that he didn't want everyone to know he had to try to be as good as a Mudblood, but he never bested her. God dammit! He was in her thoughts, yet again. His image was popping up every where in her mind lately. It was frustrating...

I hear you on the radio,

You permeate my screen,

I know It's unkind but,

But if I met you in a scissor fight,

I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone,

On principle alone.

As to the reason she was here already, a week sooner than the rest of the students, she had a home. In fact, she could go home, no one was keeping her here, but she didn't want to. She refused to go home to that cold, secluded, empty mansion. Yes, she lived in a mansion now... She never LIVED there, but it was owned by her, along with various other pieces of land. Yeah, she was "filthy freaking rich" as her friends called it. It was a major pain and a big responsibility, but she was lucky no one at school knew of her yet. Damn, if they did...she didn't know how she would be looked at. I suppose she would be looked at similarly to Malfoy...there he goes again, that arrogant ass.

Hey megalomaniac,

You're no Jesus,

Yeah you're no fucking Elvis,

Special as you know yourself,

Baby, just step down,

Step down.

Then again, this was also where she felt the safest. With powers rivaling her own surrounding her, she felt as if no one could bring her down. But why had they? HOW could they? She was strong, solid as a rock, but those two had almost broken her without even touching her...Malfoy had almost broken her. ALMOST. She continued to live and everyone hides some pain and experiences it once in a while. HE would NEVER break HER.

He thought he was a fucking god. He wasn't at all a god, especially with his 'holier than thou' attitude. She was a damn person too and a descent one at that! So damn judgmental. How could he know she was 'filthy' and 'unworthy to be near him' until he knew her? Hell yeah, he could tell her that when he knew her, but only then. Despite the fact that she scared people off and wasn't quite outgoing anymore, he wasn't the type to scare and he wasn't exactly Mr. Personality either...Fuck...how did he manage to get her so riled up?

If I were your appendages,

I'd hold open your eyes,

So you would see,

All of us are heaven sent,

And there was never meant to be only one,

To be only one.

Well, since she couldn't seem to avoid the prospect of Malfoy, she figured to attack it head on while being able to reflect on herself, literally, in the mirror. So why did he think he was better than everyone? Easy. He practically screamed them to the world. 1. He was a pureblood, obviously. 2. He was a Malfoy. 3. He was rich. 4. He was 'so damn sexy!' and could probably have any girl in the entire hormone driven student population. 5. He had some damn good grades, almost as good as her own. 6. He was captain of the Quidditch team. 7. He was the son of Voldemort's right hand man.

So he pretty much attracted everyone. "Yes, come on and all to see our main attraction Draco Malfoy! Something for everyone!" He attracted the arrogant purebloods, those who were bound to the name Malfoy, money- hungry snobs after the Malfoy fortune, hormonal, blubbering girls, teachers, quidditch fans, and those damn Death Eaters and their families. What was he? A one man circus?

She however was left out of that list. She (OH MY GOD! I HAD NO CLUE!) was not a pureblood, had plenty of her own damn money, was not quite that hormonal, though she had to admit he was pretty hot, continued to get better grades than him, was NOT a quidditch fan (especially after Potter and Weasley and she only wanted to play because she would be bored and loved flying), and most certainly was not envious of his position in the dark ranks. What was so good about him anyway?

Hey megalomaniac,

You're no Jesus,

Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis,

Special as you know yourself,

Just step down.

Why had she forgiven him anyway? What made her think he could change? Nothing changes. Everything and everyone always stay the same. Only changing for the worst, people in this world were just looking for certain demise, and she was not about to do that to herself again by putting herself in danger of falling in love. Not again. She had felt heartbreak before, and she was not about to feel it again. Especially with HIM. Dra-Malfoy. Yeah, he was sleek and kinda pretty on the outside and also considered the Slytherin sex God (where DID all these good thoughts on him come from?) (a/n points to self YUP! Right here!), but that in no way made up for his fucking self-esteem issues...She'd been thinking on this WAY too much...(a/n but Draco is such a good subject!) Damn him.

Yeah,

You're no Jesus,

You're no Elvis,

...

You're no answer.

Hey megalomaniac,

You're no Jesus,

Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis,

Special as you know yourself,

Just step down.

Rory finally budged herself from where she had been staring disapprovingly at her own reflection. She sighed exasperated. That boy- no, man was just so damn complex...He had so many facets...she couldn't comprehend him, like she could an Arithmaticy problem or a battle tactic. She walked out the door to the dorm, giving him one final thought. Damn him.

Woohoo! Wonderful chapter, don't you agree? Lotsa foreshadowing, insight to her thoughts, and many inferences. There wasn't much action in it though. I swear the next one will be almost purely action when the students return! Old disputes brought back to life, jealously, reclaiming positions, new faces, betrayal, and assumptions! R&R my friends or I shall barrage you with multi-colored (not including pink!) sporks!!!! Any suggestions, flames, (use 'em to light the sporks!) compliments, whatever, send 'em! I will be back!!! DaLuver brings out incredibly pink and frilly dress Eeep...SOON!

The one and only,

Lady of the Underworld,

Zanza (I know ya love me!)