All right, it's been a couple weeks, I know, I just get so caught up in other things. I know that Draco gets way ooc, but it will be relevant and make sense later on. Believe me, it will. Oh, the outcome of this, when it ends, depends on whether a certain person likes me or not, and my mood. I know where I'm going, I just need to get there, and that takes a lot of work. Just remember to review, cuz I like reviews, and I kinda like how this chapter went. I was originally going to do something else, but I decided against it. Happy reading =)

Disclaimer: never has been mine, probably will never be mine. Oh well, I'll just have to find someone to take the place of Draco.

I looked at the bottle in his hand and realized what I was about to do. Although I still wanted it, I doubted very much that it would fix everything. A single tear rolled down my cheek, and he brushed it away with his soft hand. I would never have noticed the tear, but his hand startled me into realization that I was crying. He put a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes. Are you going to be okay? There's not much that can make people go that far. I sobbed harder with farther realization about what I was about to do. I sank to the floor and just cried. After a few moments, Malfoy sat down with me. He looked exhausted.

We sat like that for what seemed like hours, and then, when my sobs finally subsided, I got to my feet, and Malfoy did the same. So, are you okay now? I gave him half a smile at him and nodded my head. I had no idea that he could have been so nice, but I realized that he was human like everyone else. He touched my shoulder and I left.

I went straight back to my dorm, seeing as I didn't want to watch Ron and Hermione snogging in the common room. They should have done so in one of their bedrooms, if you ask me. Really, they should not even have been together. The dream team had been friends, and then one time last year Hermione and Harry got together. The were together for almost a year, and then Harry broke it off with her, saying that it wasn't working out, and that he just wanted to be friends. Two days later he caught her and Ron snogging behind one of the singing statues. Needless to say, their friendship was ruined. I only wish that they would not get me involved in their spats, because I don't like being involved in things, especially other people's arguments.

I jumped onto my four-poster bed and was surprised when I found an envelope on my bed. I looked at it, and it was written in an unfamiliar handwriting and on expensive stationary. I took a closer look, and I figured it wouldn't hurt anything to look. I never got mail, and when the occasional letter did fly my way, it was always safe. I opened it and read what was written.

Dear Weasley,

I'm sorry about knocking you down, and I am truly sorry for teasing you. I had no idea what kind of effect it would have on you. If you would like to meet me, I'll be in the astronomy tower at midnight. I have something to give you, and I feel that I must deliver it in person. Come tonight, and wear something special, I assure you it won't be for nothing. If you don't want to meet me, send a note back with my owl saying so.

Sincerely,
D.M.

I stared at the letter, unable to believe what I was reading. I had never known Malfoy to be kind, but here was a note, apologizing for all that he had done to me. I looked at the note again, and discovered that I had no idea what I was going to wear. I had not gotten anything new to wear in a long time, and the most special thing I owned was an old jumper that my mother had knitted me one Christmas. I didn't think that that was what he had meant by special.

I looked through my things, and after much searching, I found my robes that I had gotten from my brothers for Christmas that year. I put them on, and admired myself in the mirror. They were a lovely shade of forest green, complementing the red of my hair nicely. I'd always looked best in greens, maybe I should have been a Slytherin. Then I would have worn green all the time!

I pulled the robes off and looked at the time. It was already ten o'clock by the time I had found my robes, so I would have to hurry and get my hair done up for myself, because if this was special, I would want to have my hair nicely done as well.

As soon as eleven o'clock had rolled around, I had put my robes on, and I headed toward the astronomy tower. It was tricky getting out of the common room without being noticed by my brother. I assumed Hermione had gone to bed, since she couldn't let her grades fall, she was still head girl after all. After I got out of the common room, it was already eleven thirty. I would have to hurry to make it to the tower in time.

I ran the entire way to the tower, and discovered that I was early. Since I was early, it would be a good time to look at the stars. I had always loved looking up at the night sky.

As I looked at the belt of O'Ryan, I felt someone watching me. I pulled myself away from the telescope I was using to see Draco standing behind me, transfixed on my image. Out for an evening stroll I see, Malfoy. Care to tell me why you dragged me out here? I asked, hoping to catch him off guard.

Unfortunately, Malfoys never seemed to be caught off guard. Why yes, I've called you here to give you something, but you'll have to come closer to me to get it. he said, albeit arrogantly. I wanted to smack him for making my heart pound the way it did at that moment. I stepped closer, very cautiously, and looked into his cold gray eyes. I saw the same arrogance in them that I had always seen, but there was something else there, something that I couldn't place. Fear maybe? I had no idea what he was about to do, and I was willingly accepting it, whatever it may have been.










Okay, I know you hate me for this cliffie, but I gotta decide, and I couldn't wait any longer, cuz I wanted to get this chapter out. I hope you liked it, and like I said, there IS a reason behind Draco being incredibly ooc. I just need time to decide what Draco is gonna give her. I've got a couple of ideas, but I'd love to hear your input. Just leave it in a review. It will NOT be a kiss, I've decided on that. Too soon in the fic, if she gets kissed at all. The situation with Harry and Hermione and Ron, I put that in there b/c something similar happened to some of my friends.

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