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A/N: OMG! I am having' serious writer's block! So anywho, since I am still sort of new to fanfiction and all, I was wondering if you guys could tell me what a beta is? Oh yeah, this chapter is dedicated to my friend Fiona, she kinda helped me on the later parts.

Chapter 8

Danica was released from the hospital the next day. She woke up after classes had started, so she was excused from classes for the day. Once again, she found herself bored and wandering the halls of Hogwarts. She was walking down one empty corridor, when Malfoy came strutting around the corner. She looked around herself to see if there was a place to hide. There wasn't. Oh, snap she thought. He probably forgot about that night in the hospital wing. She would pretend she forgot about it too. He saw her and started walking towards her. She stood where she was and waited.

"What do you want ferret?" She asked. She could see his eyes flash angrily, but he kept his cool.

"Just to make sure," he replied. Oh, snap! Oh snap, oh snap, oh snap! She thought. She knew what he was talking about, but she pretended to play dumb.

"Of what?" She asked.

"You know perfectly well what. I don't think you forgot for a second," he said coolly.

"Okay so, why do you wanna make sure of something that has to do with that?" She asked. She kept her cool and didn't flinch as he spoke in a harsh voice.

"That you didn't tell anybody. It was the potions she gave me, I was delusional," he said.

"So what if I did? I have one particular friend that was very, very worried about me stuck alone with you. She always wants to know everything. I could have told her when she asked what happened," she replied. She didn't tell Ginny of course. She just knew that this would make him angry, and she loved doing just that. He suddenly walked up and pinned her against the wall. His arm was across her throat and his other arm was against the wall by her head.

"You didn't tell her," he said in a low, malicious voice.

"How do you know?" She managed to retort, while trying to breath. His arm against her throat was starting to make her lightheaded and dizzy due to lack of air. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at her throat, the tip touching the arch beneath her chin.

"Because if you do, I'll humiliate you so many times, you'll wish I hadn't been there that night to save you from the beast in the library," he said. He then dropped her and she fell to the floor, gasping for breath. He saw he had left a bruise across her throat where his arm had been and smirked, "and just so you don't forget." He placed a spell on the bruise that made it so that she couldn't magic it away. He walked off, leaving her coughing and gasping for air while glaring at his retreating figure the entire time. She stood up and slumped against the wall breathing heavily because of her anger. She gingerly touched the mark on her neck and winced. She sighed, then started slowly walking to the great hall for dinner. She met Ginny outside the doors to the great hall.

"Oh Danica! What happened?" She exclaimed. She reached up to touch the bruise, but Danica swatted her hand away.

"Don't touch it, it hurts like hell," Danica said. Ginny pulled out her wand. "It won't work. I've tried it. I guess since I fell and got stuck in the invisible step, since that was enchanted, I guess my bruise was too," she said. She was lying through her teeth. She had been making it up as she went along. She hoped Ginny couldn't tell.

"I guess that makes sense," she said at last. Danica smiled a little, and walked into the hall with Ginny. As they walked in, everyone pointed, stared, and gasped at Danica's bruise. When she sat down and started eating, the attention didn't stop. Finally, when even the Gryffindors were pointing and staring, Danica couldn't take it.

"What is the matter with you guys? It's a bruise nothing else!" She exploded. She shoved on the table, pushing herself back. She stood up and stalked out of the great hall, unaware that a pair of grey eyes was following her.

Once she got out of the hall, she broke into a run and a tear slipped down her face. Why was he so cruel to her. This was humiliating, hurtful, and harsh. She hadn't even done anything wrong! She finally stopped in a hall. She breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself down. When that didn't work, she thought she might as well just scream. No one was there, and no one would hear her. She took a deep breath, and screamed. Loud. Satisfied, she stopped. She heard a tsk, tsk behind her.

"Anger issues, Shardan," he said. She glared at him, wanting to claw out those cold, grey eyes. She wanted to tear out his platinum blond hair. He smirked at the look of hate in her eyes, and that made her even more angry than she was a minute ago.

"Oh, but I'm not the one stalking you am I?" She said, quirking an eyebrow.

"Don't flatter yourself," he retorted.

"Well, how did you know I was in that corridor earlier? And why are you here now? The only explanation is you followed me," said Danica glaring at him.

He walked up to her and whispered in her ear, "like I said, don't flatter yourself." And then he was gone. Danica had felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, and could still feel his breath on her ear. She shivered, then walked back to the common room slowly. This meant one thing. Revenge.

Danica walked through the portrait hole, not noticing the two people running down the hall. They collided into her, and she fell to the ground. They got up grinning. Harry held out a hand to Danica to help her up.

"What were you two doing?" Queried Danica. They looked to each other and shrugged, then reached out and tapped her.

"You're it," they chorused. She giggled and tagged both of them back. "Now you are," she replied.

"Oh, you're going to get it now," Harry said. Ron nodded. They started going towards her, about to tickle her when she started backing up. She then turned and ran. They started chasing her through the halls. She ran down to the entrance hall and they followed.

"Miss Shardan! Stop running right now!" Professor McGonnagall barked as Danica skidded to a halt in front of her. "What are you running from?" She asked. Danica was about to answer, when Hermione and Ginny came around a corner.

"Danica! Where were you? I've been looking for you!" Stated Ginny as they stopped beside her. Then an impatient McGonnagall asked again,

"Now, what were you running from?" Danica was once again cut off, before she could answer, by the culprits themselves. Panting heavily they said, "Hullo, Professor." Professor McGonnagall sniffed, then walked away leaving them in the entrance hall. When she was gone the boys turned towards Ginny, Hermione, and Danica. They took out cans of washable spray paint. They started shaking them and then started spraying the girls with green paint. The three girls shrieked and took off, out onto the grounds. They ran outside, all the while they boys spraying them with green paint. They ran towards the lake, not noticing the figure beside it until it was too late. They collided into Malfoy and knocked him into the lake. Danica smiled. She grabbed a can of spray paint from the boys. Malfoy got out of the water, soaking wet and cursing under his breath. He dried himself off with a drying spell, only to be covered in green paint as well. The only difference was that Danica put a charm on it so that it couldn't be washed away, or magicked away. It would have to come out over time. The five Gryffindors erupted into laughter. Danica then said, "Hmmmm…. I think it would look better as red and gold." Then she made it so that it was red and gold, and would now stay red and gold.

"You know Malfoy, red is really your color," stated Ron, between laughter. Sweet, sweet revenge thought Danica. Little did she know, Malfoy was planning his revenge at that same moment.