The next morning I did something very out of the ordinary, I got up to go down to the great hall early. I don't do this because if you supposedly over sleep no one asks questions about why you're not eating, also because I prefer to spend as little time around the ones I betrayed as possible.

I don't know why I felt the urge to come get up early. When I walked through the two oversized doors I saw that there were very few people occupying the benches, Draco Malfoy was one of them.

I walked forwardly towards the Gryffindor table and sat down at the end of it, far away from the other two people sitting at the same table.

Once I had accomplished the actual getting up early and sitting in the great hall I had no idea what to do. I sure as hell wasn't going to eat, I hadn't brought my diary to write letters in, I had no left-over assignments that were incomplete, so I just sat there…wondering why I was awake.

Just then, I heard footsteps coming up behind me. The steps were quiet, almost cat-like.

"Not eating?" I could tell this was said through a smirk.

"Not hungry." I said sharply.

I turned around to face my annoyance. The desecrator of my peace was none other than the ferrety blonde.

"Why are you still here?" I asked, rudely

"Watch the tone Weaslette, whatever could I have done that would've provoked such unfriendly behavior?" He asked with mock innocence.

"Whatever could I have done that would've provoked such an ass to be in such close proximity to me?" I asked, followed by a blank stare.

"Touché" he said sarcastically, "maybe you should employ some of that wit in your family's name, you might be able to earn a few extra galleons insulting men while stripping for them at the club I go to on Knockturn, you'd make a better living there than your fuck up of a father does at the ministry."

Woah, low blow Malfoy, my family and virtue in one sentence! I've never seen that mixture before! I thought.

I rolled my eyes.

"Isn't that a gay club Malfoy?" I asked innocently

"Whore!" he said, his pride bruised. He walked aristocratically back to his table and sat down.

I turned around again and I could feel his eyes burning wholes in my back.

I remembered the dream I had yesterday night, I had stood up to Malfoy. Except I had actually just stood up to Malfoy, not a dream!

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why was he in my room last night?

A/N : okay so the last part is really random but i don't wanna forget about it, or anyone else to forget about it...so, yea. uhm, i would still appreciate suggestions if you are so inclined to provide some. and thanks for reviewing!

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