Kerkera's eyes fluttered open. It was dark outside and the last embers of the fire dimly lighted the room. She smiled to herself at the thought of the dream she had just left, and rolled over.

"Holy SHIT!" She shouted, jumping backwards. She had come face to face with Draco. The sudden noise had caused him to wake with a start.

"What the hell!" he moaned, sitting up. Kerkera had fallen off the bed in shock and was now rubbing her swore hand and arse.

"What did you think you were doing!" she shouted at him.

"If this is your mood now, I hate to think what you'd be like if I'd left you on the floor!" sneered Draco.

"What? Why did you sleep so close?" huffed Kerkera.

"Complaining?" smirked Draco, lying back into the pillows.

Now that she thought of it, if she'd of known that she was going to wake up next to him, Kerkera probably wouldn't of minded. But he couldn't know that.

"Where am I going to sleep now?" asked Kerkera, leaning against the opposite wall. Draco stood up and walked towards her. Kerkera started to feel slightly nervous; no that's not what the feeling was. It was a flutter, a skip of a heartbeat. She'd never felt this before, it was weird. Suddenly Draco's hand was next to her head, pushed up against the wall.

"I've already said," whispered Draco, only inches away from her face, "That there's only one bed. Guess that means," he lazily ran his other hand up her side. Kerkera caught her breath in her throat and stared into his totally cool eyes. Draco caught sight of her lips, nice and light, just a hair's width away. It was so tempting to just reach out and start something. Then Kerkera's hand gently touched his arm.

"If that's my only choice," she smirked, gently pushing his arm away and flying over to the bed, "Then I guess I'll live with it." She clicked her fingers and she was in her nightclothes, if you can call them that, and then she climbed into bed.

Draco watched her, still standing by the wall. God Damnit! I was soooo close! I could have had her then and there. Why suddenly the gentleman! He watched as her body slowly started to slip into sleep mode. Then he settled down across the bed from her. He knew why. For some stupid reason he wanted her to feel safe. Strange? Draco definitely thought so. Since when did he care?

She would have killed me if I tried anything she didn't want me to do, yes that was a good excuse. Scared for his own life and benefit. Satisfied that he had a good reason for his behaviour he relaxed back and fell back to sleep.

The morning started for Kerkera as the bedroom door closed. She sat up to the sudden noise and looked to the right. She had worked herself up so that she was ready to face a sleeping Draco. The glimpse she had got of him last night had shown Draco as a more relaxed person when he slept; he seemed so much more approachable. Kerkera was disappointed when she saw the bed beside her empty. She stood up a changed into the outfit that the elves had left on the end of the bed. It was a nice white jumper and white combat trousers. She sighed and clicked her fingers. The clothes vanished and reappeared on her person. The white showed off her olivey skin and they fitted her curvy figure nicely. But Kerkera still wasn't happy with her appearance. In her mind there wasn't enough of her stomach showing. She liked wearing the low cut crop tops that she had made for herself. But Draco must have told the elves what to give her, so she wore them for him.

"Well, he would kill me if I didn't do as he said," said Kerkera quickly, trying to cover up her previous thought with a self centred reason. She gave her outfit another glare in the mirror, and then she too, left the room.

Walking into the common room, Kerkera was greeted by a wolf whistle. She looked around to see Blaise leaning against the wall behind her.

"Is that a pencil in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" she smirked, glancing at his crotch. Blaise stared and looked down.

"There's nothing there!" he snapped.

"Nothing there ay?" laughed Kerkera, walking towards the sofa.

"That's, you, Oh Kerri." He whined. Kerkera laughed and lay back on the sofa. Blaise sat down near her feet.

"Hey babe," he said in a seductive whisper, "How's about coming back to my place?" he tried to lie down behind her but she sat up,

"Don't go there Blaise, I think Draco would have you murdered for touching his property," smiled Kerkera, gently pushing him back.

"Spoil the fun," sighed Blaise. Kerri stood up. She must of slept weird cos she had a very stiff back. She looked upwards and stretched. Suddenly she felt arms slip around her waist. Before she could open her eyes she felt someone behind her as well.

"I suggest you let her go Blaise," said a cold voice. Kerkera put her arms down and opened her eyes. Blaise was slipping his arms off her and Draco was standing behind her with his wand drawn.

"And before you start," he said, still cold and stiff, "I don't believe that she led you on. Kerri, my room, now!" he said. Kerkera didn't want to challenge him when he had his wand drawn, so she turned and walked up the corridor towards the head boy room.

"And stop looking at her arse!" she heard Draco yell at Blaise.

Settling down on the bed, Kerkera lay back and closed her eyes. The winter always tired her out. She took a deep breath and relaxed back into the green satin pillows, and started to sing a song in her head. The music filled her mind, blocking out all sound. That might be the reason why she never heard the open and shutting of the door. When she next opened her eyes, Kerkera found herself right underneath Draco.

"What the-," she started but Draco put his hand over her mouth.

"Shh," he whispered, stroking her cheek. Then he rolled off her and wrapped his arms around her back. He pulled her towards him so that her head rested on his chest. He had one arm around the top of her shoulders and the other on her inner thigh, just beside her crotch. For Kerkera this had happened so quickly. But she had to admit that she wasn't complaining. Then the arm around her shoulders started to draw circles across her back, moving up and down. Kerkera felt her breathe catch in her throat as his hand travelled up her side.

A/N; Oh ain't I evil! Just leaving it like that! Mawahaha! Oh yes! Review! Please!