'Arn't you comming to dinner Draco?' Pansy asked him as he sat on the couch with his legs propped up on the table in the slytherin common room. Draco sighed and rolled his eyes. If he didnt go then he knew Pansy wouldn't either, and they would be all alone in the common room, and she would try to flirt with him. Ever since Chelsey left thats all Pansy seemed to do, try to 'seduce' Draco. "Yea, Im comming.." he mumbled as he stood up and walked out the door with Pansy right there by his side.

'Does she ever shut up?' he thought to himself in the Great Hall as Pansy went on and on about god knows what. Draco had his head in one hand, and twirling his fork around in his food with the other. She kept talking how she couldn't wait untill the next trip to Hogsmeade and was hoping that 'someone' would ask to go with her. Draco knew what she was hinting at, but refused to give in. Sometimes as much as he wanted to just go ahead and ask her out just to shut her up and so he didnt have to be lonely and single, He wasn't able too. He didn't have any feelings for her and he knew he was still in love with Chelsey. Draco sighed and took a bite of his food. He thought he had heard the GreatHall door open and close, but he ignored it, with it out even registering in his brain really. Then he heard Dumbledores voice and turned his head along with the rest of the students surrounding him. Draco watched as Dumblredore spoke, but yet he wasnt listening to anything he was saying. Not that he put much effort into listening to people and paying attention these days. Draco turned back to his plate and poked at his food with his fork. But then the sound of something hit his ears. Something he had not heard outloud in awhile, of course this ran through his mind all the time, but hearing out loud comming from someone else was a shock. Dumbledore had just said her name. 'Chelsey Borton'.

Draco immeditly stood up and looked to where everyone was looking and cheering. He tried to see if she really was standing there, but he couldn't see, everyone was on their feet and standing on the benches. He heard Pansey say something to him as she tugged at his arm for him to sit down. But he ignored her, as his eyes searched for Chelsey, And then, there she was. Standing next to Dumbledore. Everyone had finally took their seats, as Draco did as well. His jaw dropped. She was even more beautiful then the last time he saw her, but maybe that was just because she was actually there, less then 50 feet from him. Draco stared in shock and amazment. He had no idea who to think, say, or do. So he watched her, he loved every movment she made. Then she smiled...It made his heart skip a beat or two...

Draco layed there on his bed, as thousands of thoughts went through his mind. Why was she there? Was she back because she wanted to fix things with him? Or maybe she was just crazy and had lost her Sanity. Or maybe he was the Crazy one. Maybe it was just a dream. Draco didn't know what to think. Had it been the last letter he sent her? It had been one saying he was going to let her go. That it was over, and he knew it. And he was done bothering her about it. And how truely sorry he was. Did she come back because she didnt have to worry about Draco anymore? Because Draco had said his last and final good bye in that letter? When he saw her standing there at the front of the great hall he felt.. well he wasnt sure how to discribe what he felt, he felt excited but scared, worried and hopeful. He rolled from his side and onto his back and took a deep breath. He turned his head and looked out the window, the sky was getting light. It was morning, and He had not gotten any sleep. Although Draco was use to this no sleep thing. His life had been turned upside down when Chelsey left. And now that she was back, His life was not only flipped upside down it now was turned inside out and spinning.

One day later that week Draco was walking back to the common room from one of his private classes with Dumledore.At the start of the school year Draco had started private classes with Snape, Dumbledore, and McGonagall. Ever since his life went haywire his powers started to encrease, and were very hard to handle and him being a Vampire did not help things. Dumbledore didn't know why his powers had inhanced but they had. Things would happen much too randomly, such as Pansy's skirt catching on fire as she yelled at Draco one day for being late. Or how Crabbe and Goyal's heads got stuck together all day after accidently running into Draco and making him smack his head into the wall. And him not having to even try to do anything in any class he took. Like in Defence Against The Dark Arts, he was able to proform a very complicated hex that even some full grown wizards could not, He did it on his frist try, with out even trying to do it, and he was the only one able to proform it in the whole 7th year. So because of these reasons and a bunch more, Dumbledore thought it best that he not take regular classes so no harm could come to the other students. So Snape helped him control his powers and how to use them. McGonagall taught him the history of his powers, and researched on why this was happening. And Dumbledore did a little bit of both, and helped with Draco's vampire rages, that he would have often.

Draco walked with his head down and his hands in his pocket as he thought about what had happend in his private class with Dumbledore. Dumbledore had him close his eyes and picture something that made him upset and sad, Draco did so, He thought of Chelsey. And when he did, his sadness almost instantly turned to anger, its dwelled up inside him. His wings had expanded, his fangs grew out and he blacked out and couldnt remember anything from that point untill he had woken up lying on the floor breathing hard. Dumbledore said that he had started screaming different things then clapsed. He said nothing more then that, he wouldnt even tell him what he was screaming. Draco rubbed his head, it still hurt from when he clasped on the floor, even though it happend abot 25 minutes ago. He turned the corner but stopped dead in his track when he looked up. There she was, standing in the hall with Hermione. Draco saw Harry and Ron walk up to the two girls, but before any of them could of spotted Draco, he ducked back around the corner and found another way to the common room. This wasnt the first time he had avoided Chelsey. He couldn't face her. As much as he wanted to go talk to her and apologize, thinking it would make a difference if they were in person, he couldn't. He knew it was false hope.

Draco walked into the common room, a girl shrieked and ran up to him and hugged him. For a split second he thought it was Chelsey, she use to do that when they had been away from each other for a long time. But it was only Pansy. "Guess what! You'll never believe what I found out today!" she said cheerfully with a grin on her face. "I dont really care Pansy, im not in the mood to hear your bullshit gossip" he said annoyed as he pushed passed her trying to get to his dorm. "Suit your self, I was just giong to tell you because it was about Chelsey, but nevermind then.." Pansy said. Draco stopped, he didnt know if he wanted to hear it or not, whatever it was it couldnt be good because Pansy was really happy about it. But Draco's curiousty got the better of him. "What is it?" he said softly as he turned back around to look at her. Pansy's smile got bigger, " Well I was going to tell you that Chelsey has a boyfriend.. but you dont care.. so nevermind" she said turning away. Dracos heart and jaw dropped. "What! no.. tell me! Please Pansy" he said blinking hard to hold back his tears. No way was he going to cry infront of Pansy. Pansy turned back to him. "Chelsey has a boyfriend, you wont believe what loser shes dating. That red haird boy she hangs out with.. whats his name?" she asked still smiling. Draco swallowd a hard lump in his throat, "Weasley? Ron Weasley?" he asked softly. "YEA! Thats his name.. well anyway shes dating him. Thought you would like to know" she said walking up to him and putting her arms around his neck. Draco stepped back as he pushed her arms away. He didnt want to be touched. He felt like he was going to puke. He turned around and walked to his room. Pansy called after him but he didnt look back. He felt like he wanted to die.