'Draco wait up!' God I cannot believe I am running after him.
'What do you want?' Man did he sound ticked off..
'Uh.. I think I like you too.'
'Well I have changed my judgement. You are nothing but a slut.' Draco turned and walked off.
I stood there watching him, but I didn't feel hurt.. Heh, I guess I get another chance to get revenge. I just can't believe it..
I walked around the corner to find Draco and Crabbe talking, my god, Crabbe talks? I mean Vincent? I quickly went back around the corner and listened...
'But Draco, why'd you do that?' Could Crabbe be anymore cryptic?
'I don't know do I..' Draco was upset about something, not crying upset, but confused angry upset.
'Tell the truth, it will be easier.' Man I did not think my sweet Vincent boy was so intelligent to hide the facts. He needs a cupcake when I see him next.
'I can't, the wrong idea will be put across.. It won't be forget easy what I said..' Draco said.
I got the feeling someone was behind me. I got gripped around the waist.
'BOO!'
'SHIT, Goyle don't do that!' I hushed quietly.
Goyle pulled me along the wall and around the corner while I was fumbling with my shoe lace.
'I got her Draco.' Goyle said.
'What for exactly?' I asked, still having trouble with my shoe lace.
'I have something to tell you.' Draco said.
Well I wasn't letting him get in any mushy stuff that would ruin my revenge..
'Want to call me a slut again? How about a Ho? Hmm?' Great, nice time for my eyes to be welling up, no I was not crying.. I was uh suffering from hay fever.
'No I wasn't I was going - .... are you crying?' I sniffed when he asked me this and looked away.
Draco got up and put his hands under my chin, wiping a tear away with his thumb. He pulled me in and wrapped his arms around me, my head on his shoulder. Draco with a sensitive side? I don't believe it!
'What's wrong?'
'Nothing.' Which was entirely true, did I know what was happening with me? Nope.
He pulled away and looked into my Hazel eyes, as I stared back at his.
'Hm.'
'Nothing.' I said again, Ok you out there, yes I see you pointing at yourself like 'Me?!' Yeah, I am not falling for Draco got it?!.. Good.. I think...
'Something is wrong.' Oh god, no, I just got a daydream – and I shall not fill anyone in on it – maybe Jakki..
I wrapped my arms around him and dug my head into his chest.
Forget what I said about the sensitive side – here it comes. Draco moved his down my back until they rested on my arse. Yeah, sensitive side...
I moved back quickly and gave him a dirty look.
'Come here..' He said giving me a smirky grin. He kissed me on my neck and I tilted my head back – as you do. He whispered in my ear.
'Is this better then Potter?' He smirked. I breathed out quickly and opened my mouth in protest. Ah, I get this now.
'I know what is wrong now.'
'What?' He said smiling.
'I can't believe it. I am in the middle of the fight and I am the prize, aren't I, well not really the prize, the decider! I am being used by both of you! Well guess what, I won't stand for it!' I was shouting, I guess Draco had no idea what my cryptic nonsense meant.
'Wait.' He called and grabbed my left arm as I turned and walked away. I swung on heel and laid a hard slap across his left cheek. He let go and stood there watching me walk off. When I get Harry, man will he be sorry.
How could I trust either of them.
I tried to cry but nothing would come out.. Talk about confusing. I didn't know what to do. Both of them screwed with me. No not screwed me – screwed with me like brains – oh god, you guys have the wrong idea, don't worry then, I know what I'm talking about.
A knock was heard at my door.
'Who is it.' I said in Jakki's voice, did I tell you I am good at impersonating?
'It's me Jakki.. You should come with me.. Dumbledore wants to see you.'
I opened the door to find her crying..
'What's wrong.. what's happened?'
'Christa, remember how that blast went off outside of London? Well.. Your parents were there... They didn't survive..'
