sorry it's taken me so long to post, been busy and all and my computer is like dying. so don't hold your breath waiting. i will post when i can, but, no guarantees on how often that'll be.
so yeah, on with the story!
Chapter 4: Fights at Night
It was about a month and a half after I first got here when Draco and I were sitting in the Slytherin common room talking. Ok, we were making out, but at this moment I wanted to ask him something.
"Draco?" I said. I'm sooo grateful right now. Thank you Harry, Ron, and Hermione for staying out of Draco's way today! This would be much harder if he was angry.
"Yes?" Heh. He held his S that time. Like a snake himself.
"What are we going to do when I go home?" We had already discussed what my home was like, leaving out the fact that this place and everyone in it was in a fictional book where I come from. He knew I missed everyone from Minnesota. But he liked to avoid the topic of me actually leaving.
"You're going to go home when you go home. I can't stop you." His voice was hard and unhappy. Grr.
"You could stop me if you really wanted to," I replied. It's true. I mean, he's a wizard. I'm a muggle. I'm powerless.
"I don't want to hurt you," was all he said. Well, at least he's talking to me.
"I don't want to hurt you either Draco, but I'm going to leave sometime, and I don't want us to be on less-than-friendly terms when I do." Men. Can't talk about anything below their skin. Especially feelings.
"When you leave you'll probably be so happy you'll completely forget about me and go out with some fellow from your school or something." He stood up, pushing me over. (I had been laying on top of him.) "Why do you bring this up? Because you want to agitate me?"
"No! Draco I don't want to leave you! But you and I both know this isn't where I belong. I'm not even on the right continent!" I stood up too, but he had already walked to the other side of the common room.
"If you don't want to leave than why are you?" he yelled at me. He's going to have to be quieter if he doesn't want to wake the entire house. Everyone's asleep except us.
"Because I don't belong here Draco! I don't have a drop of magic in my blood! I've got friends and family at home that are going to worry about me! I've got a life in Minnesota, Draco. Here I'm just 'Malfoy's girlfriend'." Not that there's anything wrong with that, I just like to have a name.
"Suddenly that's not good enough for you?" He was still shouting. Shut up Draco! "I've cared more about you than I do my own father! I've devoted myself to you, and this is the thanks I get?"
Excuse me? "You think I don't care about you?" I asked softly, tears welling in my eyes.
He didn't reply. He looked me dead in the eye. "I'm going to bed," he said softly.
He left. He left me crying in the middle of the common room. Somehow I made it to my room, though I don't remember how. I can't believe this. Draco thinks I don't care about him? I probably care about him more than anyone else in this school! What on earth is happening to me…?