so i hope ever had a good thanksgiving. i would like to give thanks to my faithful reveiwers who tell me to keep going even though they're sick of saying it by now. so thanks much. aaaaaaaaand i'm shutting up now.

Chapter 10: Let the Truth Be Known

My surprise at that statement was…beyond surprise. It was "wtf" and "omg" and "holy shnap" and all this other crap. I was so shocked I fell back against the wall, my mouth hanging open. Pansy stared at me, grinning evilly.

I stammered… "I…but…how…when…why didn't…what?"

She laughed, still with that "maHA!" look on her face. "What, you didn't know?"

I was suddenly really uber pissed. Instinctively, I just flat out punched Pansy. And I must say it was the highlight of my day. She flew—and I'm not kidding, she got some good air there—and landed on the couch, nose bleeding, crying, and confused. Sucker.

When she finally lifted herself up, she yelled "What the bloody hell was that for!" But I didn't answer her. I thought I heard footsteps coming down the stairs from the boys' dormitories. A wave of anger swept over me, and I most definitely did NOT want to see Draco. So I turned and calmly walked out the door.

As I exited, I heard Goyle's voice. He said "Pansy! What happened?" For some reason this infuriated me even more, and when I was a good distance away from the house door and any classrooms, I let out a nice, long, loud, infuriated, annoyed, confused, frustrated yell. It didn't really help.

I made my way out of the school, thinking about what I had just learned. Draco wasn't a virgin? Why didn't he tell me? I mean, he never said he wasn't…but one assumes that… And it's not like I wouldn't love him because of it, I've had non-virgin friends before. Hell, I've had non-virgin boyfriends before. It's just… Why didn't he tell me? Did he think I would be mad at him? And with Pansy? That bitch is just…. UGH! She's such a BITCH. That's what she is. A bloody bitch with bitchy hair and bitchy clothes and bitchy everything. God I HATE her. What kind of psycho bitch tells people about that? I'll bet the entire house of Slytherin knows because of her. I'll bet she told anyone who would listen to her blabber. Grrr…

I sat myself under a tree totally opposite where I had spent last night. I found myself thinking about the events and thoughts that went through my head when we were over there. I had fleetingly thought he wanted to have sex with me. Now I think it's possible that he did. No, not possible, probable. He probably knew I'd never talk to him again if he tried, though. But why didn't he just tell me?

I discovered, while sitting under what I realized was a tree I'd never even seen before, that it really didn't matter to me all that much that he wasn't a virgin. I mean, okay yeah it did but the thing that bothered me most was that he didn't tell me, that I had to hear it from the bitch, a.k.a. Pansy.

I heard footsteps. I ignored them. I figured it was just another student going for a stroll. Hermione and Ron had passed me a while ago, and there were others who passed, so I wasn't in any hurry to find out who it may be. So I just sat there, looking out at the lake, thinking. But then the footsteps stopped, right behind me and to my left. I figured it was someone I knew, most likely Draco, but I was NOT going to turn around and find out.

"Shayna?" Yep, I was right. It's Draco. I ignored him. "Shayna? What's wrong?" He came and sat down next to me. He tried to wrap his arm around me, but I pulled away.

"Don't…" I said. I couldn't stop thinking about him and Pansy.

He looked at me, confused. "Don't? Don't what?"

"Don't…just don't…" I didn't want to tell him not to touch me, but that was my message. No touchy.

"Shayna, I can't not do it if you don't tell me what it is I'm not supposed to do." Okay, so he had a point. So what.

"Just…leave me alone…"

"What? I don't understand… Not an hour ago we were happy. Now suddenly you want me to leave you alone? Did something happen while I was changing? Pansy told Goyle you just stormed off for no reason—"

Those were the magic words.

"Oh, Pansy, of course. She must be right. I mean, you two have such a history. Of course she's not lying her stinking face off. Why would she do that? And that's of course excluding the fact that she's a bitch."

"What?"

"Oh me and her had a nice little chat. It was all peachy. And then I quote stormed off for—" does hand motions "—no reason? Psh. Sure. Of course. Who wouldn't want her around?"

"Shayna, you're not making any sense," he said, reaching to touch me again. I squirmed out of his reach.

"Don't."

He sighed, confused. "Don't what?"

"Don't touch me."

"What? Why not?"

"Because…god Draco why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?" He was getting annoyed. I was avoiding saying it.

"Nothing…never mind…it's nothing…" I looked out at the lake again.

"Well obviously it's something."

I looked back at him. "Draco, have you been totally and completely honest with me?"

"What? Of course I have."

"So you've told me everything about your past?"

"Well not everything some details are rather boring and unimportant…"

"This most definitely is important. And you didn't tell me."

"Oh bloody hell didn't tell you what?"

"God Draco. How could you not tell me?"

"TELL YOU WHAT!"

"That you and Pansy were a lot more involved than I thought you were."

Draco's annoyance backed off. He was suddenly wary. "What do you mean?"

"Draco, you're not a virgin, are you?"

a/n-mwahahaha...i love makin you readers squirm. fast reveiws means fast posts!