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See maybe,
there was something wrong and you weren't telling me, no
see now maybe, the laugh's on me
and life was telling me a joke
They say if something's yours
then you let it go,
if it comes back to you
it was yours all along
well I let you go
along with those lies from you
I wonder what else lies in you
or did the lies just need a guard
She wasn't smiling, so at least she felt the same about the kiss.
"What the bloody hell was that for, Malfoy?" she screeched, a great impression of Parkinson actually.
"Shut up, Granger. It's not like it was a walk in the park for me." he spat at her, brushing past her to go to their bathroom.
She of course followed him in there, not saying a word, and started tapping her foot. Draco rolled his eyes at the annoying sound and turned to tell her to quit it but stopped short. She was standing there, hands on hips, and a glare fixed on her face. He could deal with her later, he decided and continued on the quest for a toothbrush. She gasped when he squeezed a quarter sized glob of toothpaste on the toothbrush and stuck it in his mouth, making sure to get his tongue first thing. He spat and reloaded the toothbrush.
"That is totally inappropriate." she yelled at him, grabbing the tube of paste out of his hand and tucking it into her pocket.
He merely blinked up at her before pulling another tube out of her drawer. He smirked around the toothbrush when she turned, if possible, a shade redder than before.
"Stop going through my things." she ground out through clenched teeth.
Draco took his time spitting and rinsing before answering her. "Stop leaving it out for everyone to see."
"It was in my drawer!" she defended, trying to grab the second tube.
"And now it's not. Fare game." he answered raising the toothpaste above his head and walking past her, into his room.
"You are being completely childish." she accused him.
"I'm not the jumping up and down like a kid waiting for an ice cream." he pointed out to her.
"You....I...." she started, sputtering the whole sentence before doing the right thing and shutting up.
"Yeah, totally." he agreed, smirking.
When he made it to his bed he sat and tossed the tube of tooth paste in the air a few times, smiling when she tried to reach for it each time.
"You're reflexes are horrible." he pointed out after her third failed attempt at the grab.
"Shut up." she shot back, giving up trying to get it from him and holding her hand out.
"What's that for?" he asked, looking at her outstretched hand.
"I'm waiting to get my toothpaste back." she answered lofty, nose stuck in the air.
"I wish you luck on your wait." he answered before tossing the toothpaste behind him and laying back on it.
"Get up, I need to brush my teeth." she demanded.
"Why do you need to brush yours? You didn't have to kiss someone filthy." he snarled at her before he could stop himself.
Well any chance of a repeat performance down the road was all and well tossed out of the window.
"Beside's you already have a tube in your pants." he said lamely.
"I don't want that one, it want the one you have." she said stiffly, her back straight and her eyes on fire.
"Fine." he muttered, throwing the toothpaste at her.
She missed it, didn't even try to catch it. Draco stared at it when it landed on the floor, better than looking at her when she looked like she'd kill him.
"You have it, leave." he ordered, getting up and opening the door that led to the common room, all the while praying that Parkinson had left.
She hadn't, in fact she was right in front of the door, looking ready to intercept anyone that set foot out of the room. To bad it happened to be Granger, he really wouldn't wish Parkinson on anyone but the girl couldn't stay here. With a sigh he looked back at Granger, who was staring at Parkinson with hatred. Poor girl didn't stand a chance. He glance back and forth between the girls before having second thoughts. Before he could think twice about it he put a protective arm around Granger and pulled her close to him. Parkinson opened her mouth to protest but before any sound came out he push Granger out of his room and slammed the door.
"Have fun." he whispered before walking over to his bed and laying down and closing his eyes.
When he didn't hear any screaming he got a bit disappointed. The girls hated each other, he needed some form of entertainment. He rolled out of bed and went to the door, pushed it open and walked through the door to the common room. He laughed when he walked out had to lean on the wall to support himself. On the floor was Granger, on top of Parkinson, pulling her hair. Each had their mouths wide open but nothing came out.
"Silencing spells, good effect." he complimented Granger, knowing Parkinson didn't have the brain capacity to perform the spell.
The girls stopped fighting long enough to glance up at him. Parkinson, having been in a few fight's before, took Granger's distraction against her and flipped the girl off of her and landed on top of her. Her mouth working furiously the whole time. Granger's eyes were wide as she stared up at Parkinson and then closed briefly, probably mourning her bad lack of judgement. Let it never be said that Parkinson didn't know anything. She did know how to fight dirty. She had some how pinned Granger's arm's to her sides.
"Damn, thought you had more in you than that." Draco muttered as Granger took a punch to the stomach. "At least try to fight back, you can't let Parkinson beat you up."
Parkinson stopped at that and turned to face him, her face a cloud of darkness. Granger tried to get her arm's free but failed, then tried to buck the other girl off of her, that was a no go also. Book smart's amounted to, what was it those muggles said.... oh yeah, a hill of beans.
"You're weak, Granger." he pointed out when Pansy went back to pounding the living day light's out of her.
Finally Granger just gave up struggling and laid their like the rug they were sprawled on. Parkinson kept up the hitting for a few minutes before she spat on Granger and got off of her. The Slytherin girl walked over to Draco and stopped dead in front of him, looking him up and down before throwing herself on him, trying to pry his mouth open with her tongue.
"Get the hell off of me." he screamed, bringing his hands between them and shoving her off of him.
The cow actually had the nerve to look stricken. He rolled his eyes at her and looked down at Granger, who was still laying on the floor. She was blinking up at the ceiling, like she was trying not to cry.
"Finite Incantateum" he said, his wand pointing at Granger. She still didn't say anything. "Finite Incantateum." he repeated at the pug faced girl in front of him.
"Drakey, what is your problem?" she screeched at him, pushing at him.
"Leave, Parkinson, before Dumbledore find's out what you've just done." he answered, looking at Granger.
That got the girl moving. He glanced up at her as the door closed, leaving Granger and him alone. He moved to help her up.
"No." she said with more venom in her voice that a Balisk ever possessed.
So he didn't try to help her up again. Instead, Draco turned around and went into his room. He didn't hear her move at all, but then again the walls were thick. He took his mind off of it by thinking about what he had to do at home. What was he going to go with all the junk at the manner. He went to his desk and at in the chair, staring into space before a sound drew him out of his thoughts. He got up and went to the open bathroom door. Granger stood in front of the mirror, her shirt pulled up enough to see her rib's, which were turned from green to blue very rapidly. Tears were running down her face, which really hadn't suffered that much, in fact, there wasn't a mark on her face.
"So no one can tell that I'm feeling like hell for a reason." she spat at him, noticing his gaze, which was still fixed on her face.
He didn't say anything to her about it. Instead he walked into the room, pulled open one of his drawers and pulling out a fat jar filled with a familiar gray goo.
"Put this on the bruises every half hour. Use a lot, the jar doesn't run out." he instructed, putting the jar in front of her, before turning around and leaving the room.