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Draca stood there, not knowing what to do or what to say. Her thoughts that she wanted to tell her father were gone and her mind had literally become blank.

Sango then just smiled a calm and sweet smile. There were no words, but it was like he could feel her so tense. It was like he understood her and the way she felt was alright… it wasn't wrong to feel alone.

"Daughter, yes?" Draco pulled her out of her trance and she snapped her head to look at him.

"Sorry for intruding father, I didn't mean to… I'll talk to you later." Draca said quickly and then removed herself from her father's office.

As she left Sango looked back at Draco and found his hand on his forehead. Always interrupting when I have important people to talk to. Draco thought to himself.

Sango looked down and drew a deep breath, "Nice kid,"

"Ah, yeah, that was my daughter as you might have put together. It was very rude…"

"Wonderful that she wanted to talk to her father," Sango finished his sentence for him, but that wasn't really what Draco wanted to say.

Draco stared for a moment and then withdrew a deep breath, "Yes, shall we get to work."

Sango slightly smiled and answered, "Yes,"

Draca was running down the corridor, why does he hate me so? She was thinking to herself. Why can't he love me the way he used to, that relationship we used to have. No one cares… only Tom.

She kept running and soon found herself outside in one of the courtyards. She fell to the ground and cried into her hands. The way he looked at me…he hates me!

"My dear child, what's wrong?" She found Tom's voice and looked up at him.

"Oh, Tom…"

She jumped up and gave him a small smile and he returned a very quaint smile.

"Tell your grandfather what's wrong."

"He hates me! He always has! I can't even go talk to him anymore with out him giving me the wrong look! If it wasn't for that wonderful looking man I would have gone and cried right then and there."

"Wonderful looking man?" Tom asked, sounding confused.

"Yes, he's a new Professor here at the school… teaching Potions." Draca said, thinking back on his emerald eyes. Such caring and understanding eyes.

"Draca," Tom slightly raised his voice, "I want you to find out more about this new Professor… talk to him, get to know him… did you umm, catch what eye color he had?"

Something struck in Draca, "Why would that matter?" She looked at him with one cocked eyebrow.

She then felt a very swift and sharp feeling over her cheek which made her head turn to its side. Tom had slapped her and he slapped her hard.

She looked at him again with tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry, but, when I ask you a question it is not like you to ask why… just answer it."

Draca just stood there, anger boiling inside of her… "He had emerald green eyes, really dark and beautiful green."

"Good, now," Tom said, looking at her with a slight feeling of sympathy. "Go and get to know him, and don't tell him about me."

And as soon as he came he was quickly gone, the wind had picked up and he had vanished.

She sat on the stone bench near her and drew in a long breath. He had slapped her, and very hard too. Was she so out of place; was it such a wrong question to ask?

The days went by and she saw the beautiful man every now and then, he always gave her such a smile and then walked away. She found that she didn't have the courage to talk to him, that he was unreachable.

Christmas Eve night came and the huge feast for the students who did stay was finally here. Draca sat there eating dinner with her parents at the Slytherin table. They had joined her for the dinner because she was looking lonely and hey, this was their daughter.

"You haven't said much lately Draca, are you feeling alright?" Hermione asked, seeming concerned.

"Yes, mum, I'm fine." She looked up at her parents and both were looking at her, "Will you excuse me… I must use the bathroom."

She got up and walked out of the Great Hall, she went up the stairs and turned down a corridor. She soon found a bathroom and walked inside, she felt weak and her hands shook.

"You can't be in this bathroom, kitten." She heard such a beautiful voice and turned around to see Sango. His long black hair placed perfectly upon him, his dark emerald green eyes glimmering in the small light of the bathroom, and his body perfectly proportioned.

She couldn't speak, once again, but this time it wasn't because of his beauty. It was something else, something in the pit of her stomach. She then collapsed to the floor not able to use her legs. Sango soon was at her side and picked her up bridal style immediately.

"Are you alright?" He asked her, looking down at her.

She looked up at him, "Yeah, just lost my balance for a moment. Sorry to be such a burden."

"No apologies, remember?" He said, and they both laughed quietly. He put her down on her feet but she stumbled and grabbed onto him, and he just pulled her to him and held her up and close.

"Please forgive me, I don't know what's the matter." Draca pleaded.

I must look like such an idiot… he'll end up hating me too… just like my father. She thought to herself and her eyes instantly became watery.

"Hate is such a strong word, are you sure that's the word you want to use?" Sango asked her, and she looked up at him.

Her insides jumbled together and she made herself sit down on the bathroom floor.

"How do you do that?" She asked him, wanting and craving to know.

"Do what?" He asked a small smile played on his face.

He sat on the bathroom floor across from her.

"Know what I think," She explained.

He just looked at her, and found himself wanting to know more about her.

"What's your name kitten?" He asked her, ignoring her question.

She looked up and they caught eye contact, "Draca, my name is Draca Malfoy."

"Draca, what a beautiful name." He complimented her, and never broke eye contact.

"Thank you," She said, and then she looked away. "Where are you from?"

"I'm from far away, a place where you would never get a chance like this. A chance to teach, I am as young as I look… seventeen."

"Your only seventeen, I would think you were eighteen… nineteen."

All he gave her was a smile, "Yes, well, where I come from I look very mature for my age as you say."

They found themselves talking and chatting for at least hours. Soon the bells in the tower made that beautiful gong sound.

Sango closed his eyes, "Midnight,"

"Merry Christmas, Sango." Draca told him kindly, he opened his eyes to find hers already looking in his.

"Merry Christmas, kitten." He said sweetly and gave her the most beautiful and ravishing smile she had ever seen.

After Christmas Vacation was over everything went back to how it was before. The only difference was that they new Professor roamed the halls.

Draca woke up on the first Monday they had to return to classes, she got dressed into a black skirt, white blouse, and her black knee high boots. She then put on her Hogwarts robes with the Slytherin patch on her left upper side. She wore her hair up in a bun today with one or two strands falling from it.

She walked up to the Slytherin common room, she knew she had missed breakfast but she didn't care.

She then spotted Viktor and ran up to him, giving him a nice and warm hug. He hugged her back and then realized she didn't let go of him.

"Are you alright Draca?" He asked, and she let go of him and gave him a beautiful and priceless smile.

"Yes, I'm fine, let's go to class… we have Potions don't we?"

Before he could answer she pulled him and walked out of the common room and to the Potions classroom. She entered the room and found Sango standing at his desk. The board had Professor Devicon written in chalk.

Sango spotted her and a smile automatically came to him, she walked up to him with Viktor behind her.

"Sango,"

"Profess Devicon, Ms. Malfoy." Sango corrected her in a teacher sounding voice, he sounded stern and tough.

"Come on Draca, let's get seats." Viktor said, pulling her away from him.

Did I say something wrong? Is he mad? She thought to herself, Maybe he's getting bored with me… just like my parents are already with me.

Sango caught eye contact with her and said alone, "Stay after the bell rings, Ms. Malfoy."

The class went on and he seemed like a usual teacher. Of course all of the girls were gawking at his good looks and weren't even paying attention to what he was saying.

An hour and a half later the bell rang and Draca stayed in her seat as everyone else left the class. Sango walked up to her and sat on the table in front of her.

"No, I'm not mad at you… it's just when I'm in class and teaching you, you need to be my student not my kitten that you usually are." He explained with that usual smile.

"Oh," Draca said her smile came back to her and a sigh of relief entered her body. "I'm sorry, it's just that I really hated the thought of you being mad at me… I've grown to like you."

Draca got up and he hopped off the desk and faced her. They were inches apart, "I've grown fond of you as well, kitten."

"Why do you call me that?" She asked, finding her laugh.

"Because your beauty is essential… it comes naturally to you, you don't need make up like other girls. Just like a perfect kitten." His voice was smooth and full of kindness.

She looked up at him with a blush and put on hand on his chest and the other on his shoulder. He looked down at her and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him to where their bodies touched. Their lips were close to each others and almost connected. Yet, the classroom door swung open and a gust of wind came rushing in.

Both of them jolted their heads toward the door and stood apart from each other, but the strange this one is that no one was there. The door closed again and Draca simply thought to herself… Tom?

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Ok, I really hope that you liked this chapter and I hope that this is long enough for you all! I couldn't stop writing this chapter, I find it brilliant and my favorite chapter so far! And I never like my chapters! Please review and tell me what you thought of it.

Yours Truly,

Nikkie (BlueEyedFairy)