"Are you sure this is going to work? I have been stressing about this all week!"
Henna glanced at Samira, "Have you? I'm glad you haven't had skin problems."
"Ha! Thank Merlin for magic!"
Henna snickered. "Here, eat this." Henna handed Samira a chocolate bar.
Samira grimaced, "This wont help with skin problems, you know!"
"Dont worry, It'll make you feel better! And I made sure it was the special kind you like."
"Mm-mm-mm!" Samira grinned and popped a peice of chocolate in her mouth. "I make too much noise when I eat this kind."
"Thats the point," Henna muttered. Samira was too caught up in the chocolate to hear Henna. Loudly Henna said, "I forgot some stuff in the common room. Stay here, I'll be right back." She dashed down the corridor.
Samira nervously watched from the corner and stuffed a chunk of
chocolate in her mouth. She looked down and moaned with pleasure.
Henna had left another bar. "Yum." She concentrated on the chocolate.
Draco stepped out of the dungeons and contemplated the odd note he had received earlier that day.
'Draco,
Your kiss left me breathless. I thought I'd return the favor.
I'll be waiting for you by that old rusty night on the second floor.
See you soon, ghanda ladka.
Samira'
Why would she want to meet in the the middle of the hallway? Why was he going to meet her? And what was a ghanda ladka? He decided to go and tell her what was what. Kissing gave her ideas.
"MMMM! So GOOOD!" Draco heard
someone groan from the next turn. Who
the hell was she with? He was going to kill the bastard! He quickened
his step, turned the corner and stopped dead in his tracks. Samira
quickly thrust her hands behind her back and kicked something behind
her. He heard crinkling foil and looked into her eyes. They were
wide and innocent looking. She looked like a child who knew she was
caught but was trying to play it off. A blush crept over her cheeks.
"What is that noise?" Draco demanded.
"Ummm," her voice sounded odd.
Henna had run to the end of the hall to watch from the corner. Henna rounded the corner and ran into... Ronald Weasley. 'Why? WHY?' Henna thought. 'Why does this have to happen now?' She seperated herself from Ron and before he could say anything she demanded he be quiet and stay put. She turned about and set herself to listening in on Samira and Draco's conversation. She heard Ron mumble something about bossy short people before he moved closer to her to see what had caught her attention so completely.
Draco didn't know her mouth was full of chocolate. She continued to stare at him. Annoyed she was taking so long to answer and realizing why he decided to meet her, draco felt he should get to the point.
"Nevermind about that," he thrust the note at her, "What is the meaning of this?"
Samira stared at the note and wished she had some water. The
chocolate was thick mush in her mouth. She could see Draco was
impatient and tried to talk around the chocolate when he spoke again.
"What is g- gaandaah lad kah?" Draco looked hard at her. Of course,
he would make a face if he knew he mucked up at pronouncing two words.
After all, Malfoys 'were' perfect.
Samira, not being a Malfoy, and therefore, not being perfect, began to choke. As we know, a mouthful of chocolate and laughing dont mix well together. Draco looked pained and disgusted, but he really didn't want to stay longer than he had to. He moved closer to her and tried to rub her back, "Er, are you okay?"
Samira coughed. "Water," she gasped.
"Right, of course. To the kitchens, then," Draco said looking resigned. He was more curious about that note though. Why did he get that reaction out of her? She knew what she wrote and knew he'd have questions about a foreign word. He hated to admit it, but this was getting interesting.
"What was that about?" Ron whispered in her ear as Draco and Samira left for the kitchen.
Ron's breath sent tingles down Henna's spine. She turned her head to the side so she could see him when she answered. "It was part of my matchmaking plan," She grinned.
"You're joking."
"Nope, and I think this plan really worked. They just needed a chance to really talk. This trip to the kitchens should be it. It's all up to her now." Henna looked back towards the couple. They weren't clearly visible. She turned around and noticed Ron's arms were around her. 'How long was I in his arms?' She wondered.
"You know," Ron said looking at her intently. "I never noticed how bloody short you are." He grasped her waist and lifted her off her feet. Henna squeaked and grabbed Ron's shoulders. "I think I kind of like it." Ron grinned then brushed his mouth over her's.
He pulled back and watched Henna slowly open her eyes. "Why did you do that?" She asked.
"I thought it might help you decide which one guy to continue fancying." Ron put her down. "Walk you back to your common room?"
Henna looked up at Ron and smiled, "I would like that."
They walked side by side in silence for a minute before Henna decided to speak up, "You know, I had already realized which guy I really liked before you kissed me."
"Oh?" Ron asked, eyebrow raised.
"Yup," Henna replied without look at Ron.
"Are you planning on telling me?" Ron asked after 15 seconds had passed in silence.
"Nope. I think I'll wait. It's your pusnishment for kissing me without asking." Henna grinned.
"You can't be serious!" Ron said shocked.
"Oh, look," Henna said brightly. "We're already at the entrance!
Thank you for walking me, it was really sweet." She turned, gave the
password and disappeared inside, leaving a very annoyed Ron in the
hall.