Chapter 5: Time after Time
I slipped on my pink pajamas that looked quite out of place in a room filled with girls in scarlet pajamas. Not that I'm snobby or anything but I'd much rather where my own pajamas since I was still adjusting to live-in school. I closed the blinds around my four poster bed because I know that I move in my sleep and I didn't want to freak out my new friends. I couldn't sleep at all; I kept tossing and turning uncomfortably. Thoughts of Draco and Harry made me happy but it only lasted for a while, and then to my surprise I was bored within the hour.
I got up and sat on the huge window sill of the window near my bed. I opened the window only slightly as not to awaken my roommates. The cool night air against my warm body felt so soothing. Tempted by the breeze I stepped onto the balcony and looked over the edge. The moon felt surprisingly calming as it covered my light skin. My silk robe wafting in the breeze made me feel so alive. I looked back into the room and saw Nicholas Adamo, my owl, peering out the window with a longing to fly. I took him out of the cage and took him outside. As soon as he could he spread his long wings and soared of into the sky.
I sometimes wish that I too could fly without a broom and without being told where to go and when to come back. "Alone!" I yelled, forgetting about all my problems. I suddenly had the urge to lay back down seeing as my need for de-stressing was met. I lie back down and shut the blinds to my bed and went to sleep. That night I had dreams about Harry and Draco that would make the sorcerer's stone clear. My dreams where so vivid; I had never had dreams like I did that first night at Hogwarts.
The next couple of weeks went by so fast and really nothing of particular interest happened.
Later on that Friday evening, while Hermione and I were in the library, Draco came up to me and sat next to me. "What do you want Malfoy," I said showing no emotion what so ever. "I wanted to talk to you, alone; that is if you don't mind." He said (and when he said alone he was looking straight at Hermione). "Why not," I said sarcastically. "Hermione, would you mind giving us few minutes?" I asked. "Well alright, but if you need to talk to me I'll be over there," she said motioning to a section on the other side of the library. "I want to talk to you about that day in potions. You should know that I wanted to work with you, but you're in Gryffindor and I'm in Slytherin," I cut him off mid sentence, "No really, I was not aware of that. Thank you for that bit of information. And incase you don't remember it's been over a month since that happened," I said quite rudely using obvious sarcasm.
"Malfoy, you're calling me by my last name? But why, we're dating and I am your "fiancé" I think at least you would call me by my first name. Well I guess you're that mad at me huh? Wait a second; we are still dating aren't we?" he asked me (obviously sorry and begging me for forgiveness). "Well about me being that angry at you; you got it dude," I said in an old olsenish voice. "And about you and me still dating; frankly I would have to say that I don't know." I said to him in a serious tone. "You don't know? What do you mean you don't know?" he said, sounding quite angry. "Well Malfoy, the reason that I don't know is because that kind of decision, in my opinion, should be decided by both the people in the relationship. "Okay, you child; be like that," he said in his stupid, sarcastic voice. "Child? How dare you call me a child, I may act childish but at least I don't still sleep with my baby blanky. But its okay 'cuz I know how my ittle baby Dwaco needs his blanky and his baby bear "Mr. Nicky boo"." I said taunting Draco with his old childhood relics. Now red with embarrassment, "You swore that you would never tell anyone about that," Draco said. "Hmmm, remind you of anything. Maybe off how you didn't "remember" me in potions class today," I said mater of factly.
"Your right I suppose that I could have been more considerate of your feelings," he said. "More considerate, more considerate?" I exclaimed," no, when you step on someone's new shoes you could have been "more considerate", but you completely ignored me like if I didn't even exist. It was a very embarrassing and lonely walk back to my seat and for that I think that you should be sorry not just considerate." Scooting closer to me and slipping his arms around my shoulders he says, "Oh I'm very sorry." "No me toques," I said as I scooted far enough so that his arm fell off my shoulders. "Not that I don't love it when u speak to me in another language, but it would help I you told me what you were saying," said Draco. "I said don't touch me; I change my mind, you can't touch me 'til you apologize for real," I responded.
"Let's be serious, what do I have to buy you so that you can forgive me," asked Draco. "You know Draco you can't fix everything with money, and I don't need you to buy me anything because incase you don't remember I'm just as rich as you in fact I'm probably richer than you, and just so you know we are not alone." I said as he turned to see Crabbe and Goyle walking up. "Well," he began. I cut him off, "You know what, I got to go now before you start your little rich boy front that you put on for those idiots, but whenever you decide to continue this conversation, you know where to find me and what you need to do, but make sure to ditch your cronies or I won't even come out and talk to you." "Bye Draco. Bye stupids," then I left before he could give a smart-alecky remark.