A bell clanged loudly waking her, and looking at a clock on the wall (that hadn't seemed to be there last night) Lilly realised it was eleven o' clock. Clambering out of bed and shivering as a cold wind hit her shoulders, she noticed another door. Opening it and peering curiously inside, she saw that it was a bathroom, with a shower and sink. Lilly smiled groggily and pulling her clothes off she stumbled into the hot shower. Smiling in delight as the hot water ran over her skin, she leisurely washed her hair and soaped herself down. She stayed in the shower for some twenty minutes, for if a teenager cannot have their long shower then what is the point of living? Finally stepping out of the shower, Lilly grinned at her reflection in the mirror and pulled a fluffy white towel around her.

The steam filling the bathroom heated the room quite nicely, so Lilly brushed her teeth in there and attempted to run a hairbrush through her knots. Both toothbrush and hairbrush had been found lying convieniently in a cupboard.

Walking back into the main room, Lilly suddenly remembered that she didn't have any fresh clothes. She groaned; she hated wearing the same clothes, but just as she was contemplating flooing to the girls' dorm and risking being caught, she noticed that the bed was made, and folded neatly on the pillow was a pair of black jeans, a black t-shirt (with MY FACE IS UP HERE emblazoned across the chest in bold white letters), a black cloak, a brassier and underwear. Giggling in delight, she pulled them on and dumped the towel on the carpet. It vanished.

"A room that cleans up for me; this rocks!" She laughed aloud.

Her wand lay neatly on a dressing table; she picked it up and ran her fingers along its smooth, polished wood. When she turned around, she realised that the bed was gone, clearing up a lot of space.

"Weird," she murmured.

"What's weird?"

Lilly jumped and spun around, seeing an amused looking Draco watching her. "How long have you been there?" she gasped.

"A few minutes. Did you not hear me enter?"

"Did you see me…" she waved her hands up and down frantically. "Dressing?"

Draco smiled. "No, I'm afraid I missed out on that privilege."

"Oh thank God," she whispered.

He studied her, seeming to look for something about her, some aspect that she could not tell. "Have I got dirt on my nose or something?" she said rudely.

"No." he did not elaborate further.

"Well. What d'you want to do?"

He seemed to come out of a trance. "What say we begin practicing getting to our wands fast?"

"Huh?"

"Don't say that, you sound like Goyle."

Lilly shuddered. "Fine then, Mr I Was Reared A Malfoy And Have Manners, what do you mean?"

He smirked at her. "I mean we place our wands on that side of the room-" he pointed. "And start on the opposite side of the room and race to get there as fast as we can."

Lilly frowned. "You sure we'll need that in a fight?"

"Probably not, seeing as we'll be taught to Apparate but it's always good to know that you can get there fast."

Lilly grinned. "Fine then. Let's go." They both put their wands down by the wall (which was completely bare, quite useful for their purpose) and started at the sprinting position at the opposite wall.

"One," Draco murmured. "Two… three!" Both began to race across the floor, and they were about halfway across when there was a noise like a gun being fired. Both immediately and inexplicably tripped over, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Lilly shrieked, she couldn't help it for the change was so sudden. She heard Draco's voice come out of nowhere, swearing softly and she felt a soft trickle of fear creep over her. It was not, you must understand, the ordinary darkness where everything was a pale dark blue. Neither was it the shadowy darkness, where silhouettes and such are visible. It was pitch black, and Draco's voice came to Lilly like a disembodied voice with no connection to a body.

"What- what's happening?"

"I don't know. Are you okay, Lilly? You didn't hurt yourself when we fell?"

"No, I'm fine. What the hell is going on?"

"I've no idea. Hang on; I've got to go open the curtains." Hands stretched in front of him, Draco stumbled across the room and feeling the heavy material under his hands, wrenched the curtains open.

Lilly blinked. "Have you opened them yet, Draco?"

"Yes," his voice seemed almost fearful; yet Draco Malfoy did not get afraid, Lilly reminded herself. "It's as dark outside as it is inside."

"Maybe we should try and find the door."

"Yeah."

They crashed around for a while, but neither of them could find the door. Lilly sat down heavily on the carpeted floor; and sat on something sharp, and pointy.

"Draco, I've found my wand! Lumos!" Light flickered quickly and Ginny just caught sight of herself sitting in the middle of the room, with Draco on the far side and no sign of either door before the light went out.

"It won't work," she said somewhat tearfully. "Lumos, lumos, lumos!" This time, the wand didn't even flicker. In her frustration, Lilly tossed her wand over her shoulder, not realizing yet what a stupid thing this was to do.

"Draco, where are you?"

"Judging by your voice, I'm several meters ahead of you."

"I- I'm afraid."

"Hey, it's okay. I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for this."

"Like what?" she hissed between clenched teeth. "Don't treat me like a child, Malfoy."

"Okay. I have no idea what the hell is going on, and it's probably not reasonable. But the facts remain- its pitch black, we can't find the door and we don't know what's happening. So our only option at the moment is to stay here."

"I don't want to."

"What we want doesn't enter into the bargain, Lilly. We have no choice."

There was silence, as Lilly sat with quiet tears flowing down her face.

"Lilly? Are you okay?"

"Why do you care? Why do you care about anything?"

"Where are you?" he evaded her questions, tripping and stumbling his way towards her voice, arms out in front of him. Suddenly, his hand hit against her warm chest, rising up and down with her harsh breathing.

"Ow!" she cried out.

"Sorry! But I found you. Here, I'm here."

Lilly stretched her arms out and contacted with Draco Malfoy's robes. "There you are," she murmured. "I… I think I should hold onto you, just so we don't get separated again, what d'you reckon?"

In the darkness, Draco's mouth curved into a wicked grin. "I think that would be for the best, Lilly."

Her arms went around his neck, and he held firmly onto his waist. "There, that's better isn't it," she laughed. "But, I'm feeling a bit weak at the knees from the shock of this. D'you think I should rest my head here?" She lay her head down on his chest and his heart skipped a beat.

"I think that's a very good idea," he agreed.

Somehow, by unconscious mutual agreement, they both shifted to a sitting position, Lilly still holding onto Draco, and facing him, on her knees. "Draco?" she murmured quietly.

"Mmmn?"

"We're not friends, are we?"

He knew exactly what she meant, and he closed his eyes for a moment, though it made no difference in the dark. Yet somehow the dark was not frightening or evil anymore; it was full of good, or so it felt to him.

"No Lil, we're not."

"But…" her voice came slowly, huskily and her touch seemed to set every part of him aflame. "Are we enemies?"

"I- I don't think so."

"Acquaintances?"

"No."

"Work mates?"

"No."

"Are we…" there was a long pause, full of unspoken thoughts and Lilly did not need to finish her sentence. His lips dropped to hers and she felt like she was awaking finally after so many years. It was not like it had been with Harry, never had she felt such a powerful emotion wakening within her. Draco's lips seemed to be fused to hers, and Lilly wanted to never let go. Their kiss did not fumble around; his tongue darted straight into her mouth and she led a merry chase, exploring the darkness that was held within Draco's lips. They eventually, reluctantly broke apart, needing air.

"Why… did… you… break… up… with Potter?" his words were punctured by swift, sharp kisses.

"Because," she whispered, lips resting on his ear. "He wasn't you."

Draco smiled and kissed her softly, sensually and Lilly basked as she would have in the sun. They came up again panting. "Seems a bit unfair," he said laughingly. "Not everyone can be the most wonderful, handsome, intellectual boy in the world."

Lilly's lips fluttered over Draco's face; teasing him. "Draco Malfoy," she muttered. "You're so arrogant that if it wasn't for those delightful things you're doing to my nerves, I would slap you."

"Well, can't have that, can we?" he growled, pulling her tighter to him. Her hands reached and stumbled over the clasp of his cloak, eventually getting it off and throwing it aside, deeming it was getting in the way. He did the same with her cloak, but by an unspoken agreement neither took anymore clothing off, much as Lilly wanted to.

"I'm a whore," she whispered fiercely.

"No! Never say that. Why did you say that?"

"I've only been single for ten hours, and look at me now."

"I don't think you had much choice," he smiled in the darkness.

"Of course I did. What d'you mean?"

"The prophecy."

"What about it?"

"But all Wizarding World should fall if it is not for two young adults, witch and wizard one with hair as red as flame, one with heart as cold as ice. Only once united will the Dark Lord be defeated…" he quoted.

"Yeah, I know all that. So?"

"So maybe… united means more than just friends."

"Oh! I get it now… and the flame reference!"

"What?" now he was confused.

"Don't you see? Temper as hot as flame, heart cold as ice! Flame is the only thing that melts ice! And you always were a bastard, and cold. And I have a bad temper- a fiery temper!"

"Are you just looking for an excuse?" he murmured, lips on her neck, setting fire to her body.

"Come here." she pulled him close to her and kissed him hard on the mouth, one hand tossing his hair around. Suddenly she pulled away. Draco moaned.

"Lilly-"

"Draco, that hair gel is too much. My hand is stuck in your hair. I thought you'd given up using it."

Laughing, he pulled her hand out of his hair, knowing very well that she had been exaggerating. "My father likes it."

"Well I don't. And who kisses you better- me, or your father?"

Draco shuddered. "Lilly, I'm going to get nightmares for weeks."

"You won't be dreaming about anyone," she whispered huskily. "Except me."

He shivered and she smiled through the darkness, delighted at the effect she had on him. A sudden wave of tiredness passed over her, her eyes fluttered, and a yawn crept over her body. "Sorry," she said apologetically. "I didn't get much sleep last night."

"Why not?"

She was drifting off to sleep, and only managed a few drowsy murmurs before her tiredness overtook her. "Too busy… dreaming… of you."