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"It's Lucius Malfoy," she said quietly.

"What is," Sirius asked, not sure what she meant by the sudden comment.

"Lucius Malfoy is the Death Eater that killed my mom and step dad," she explained, closing her eyes and praying for the tears to stop. Sirius got a sudden fierce look in his eye and he tried to jump up from where he was sitting, but Mallory grabbed his arm before he could.

"Mallory, let me go. I'm gonna go smash his face in," he said through gritted teeth.

"No Sirius, please. He doesn't know I know. No one does, well, except for you," she told him.

"How do you know it was him," Sirius asked.

"Well, it was the middle of the night and I thought I heard a noise. I was scared so I tried to wake up Haley. She told me to go tell mom if I was scared. I was walking down the hallway when I saw Lucius Malfoy come out of my parents room. I stood still and he didn't see me. I heard him leave and when I went into their room I found them...I found them...," Mallory tried to stifle her cry as she put her face into her knees.

Sirius rubbed her back gently. He wanted to say something that would make her feel better. What he really wanted to do was find Lucius Malfoy and beat the living day lights out of him. But the last thing he wanted to do was to jepordize Mallory's safety. So he continued to rub her shaking back.

Three days later Mallory sat in the back of the library studying. Well, she was trying to at least. Her thoughts had been filled with Lucius Malfoy ever since she had come face to face with him. It was almost too much just to walk down the halls. She thought she saw him hiding in shadows all around her. She reluctantly took corners, afraid that he might be waiting for her around the next one. His haunting image kept her awake at night. In three days she had gotten a total of about five hours of sleep, most of which were during her classes. Every time she closed her eyes she saw his face; his cold, gray eyes boring into hers. He would call out her name, "Mallory. You can't escape from me. I'm coming for you next, Mallory...Mallory...Mallory." She suddenly jerked awake, looking around frantically for Lucius Malfoy.

Her eyes were still trying to focus with the bright lights when she spotted a pair of gray eyes and blonde hair sitting across the table from her. She panicked and quickly pushed away from the table, causing her and the chair to topple over backwards.

"Are you ok, Mallory," came a voice from the other side of the table. Mallory was about to start panicking again when she realized that voice definitly didn't sound like Lucius Malfoy's. It actually sounded like-

"Draco...wha...what are you doing here," she stammered, trying to catch her breath, her heart beating wildly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you," he said as he appeared on her side of the table. He offered his hand to help her up. She accepted it, staring at him curiously. Why was he being so nice to her all of a sudden? "I just wanted to talk to you," he said, picking her chair up and placing it upright so she could sit down.

"Talk to me? About what," she asked, slowly sitting back down as he did the same in the seat next to her.

"That dog isn't here, is he," he asked her, quickly looking under the table as though he might be under there, waiting to pounce.

"No, Snuffles is with Haley today," she told him. "But one whistle and I can get him down here in a flash. So don't even think about-"

"I'm not," Malfoy said, not letting her finish.

"Well, then what do you need to talk to me about," she asked him again, still not believing what she was seeing. Was it possible that Draco Malfoy could actually be a nice guy?

"Well...it's just that...um..." Draco studdered.

"How long is this gonna take," Mallory asked impatiently. The lack of sleep was making her cranky.

"I'm sorry," Draco blurted out. Did Mallory just hear what she thought she heard?

"I must have heard you wrong. I could have sworn you just said you were sorry," Mallory said, still in shock.

"No, you heard me right. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the way I've treated you. You deserve better than that," Malfoy told her.

"Oh I see what your doing. Well I'm not falling for it. Your being nice just until I let my guard down and then BAM, next thing you know I have warts all over my face or something."

"No really, it's not like that."

"Malfoy, give me one good reason I should believe you," Mallory said. Malfoy moved closer to her and the next thing she knew his lips were pressed up against hers. She started to pull back but he wouldn't let her. He put his hands behind her head and pulled her closer. Mallory found herself closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around his neck. This definitly could not be happening. When they finally pulled apart Mallory found his gray eyes staring into hers.

"Is that a good enough reason," Malfoy asked, smiling. His eyes were pulling Mallory into a trance. The deeper she looked into them the more she found Lucius Malfoy staring back at her. She turned her face away from the eyes that scared her so much. Malfoy was confused by this. He thought he had felt passion in the kiss. He touched her softly on the shoulder. "What's wrong," he asked her quietly.

"Go," she said coldly. She couldn't tell him she was scared.

"Mallory, what did I do? Is it about the kiss? I...I just thought that you wanted it as much as I did," Malfoy said, trying to explain his motives to her. Maybe he had moved too fast.

"It wasn't thie kiss," she said, still not looking at him. Draco breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well then what is it," he asked.

"Just go, please," Mallory said, almost begging him.

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong. Look at me, Mallory," Draco said, his hand still placed on her shoulder. Mallory didn't move.

"No," she said. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mallory, please. Look at me," Draco said calmly, trying to turn her around. Mallory shrugged off his grip on her shoulder. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold her tears in anymore.

"I can't," she yelled, letting the tears roll down her face.

"Wow, I didn't know I was that hideous," Draco said, staring at her quievering back.

"It's not that. I...I just can't. Please, leave me alone. I need to be alone," she cried.

"That's fine. I'll leave you alone," Malfoy said, standing up. "But if you need to talk I will always be there." He took one last look at her and then slowly made his way out of the library. Mallory let more tears come as she slid out of her chair and curled into a quievering ball on the floor. She wished Sirius was there to comfort her. She tried to whistle for him but nothing came out. So, she sat alone, in the library, scared to death.

A/N: I don't know if I'm very happy with that chapter or not. So please let me know what you think:)