PA: I'm so happy I have Microsoft word now so I'll be able to update more ...that is if I get more reviews (hint hint)

Chris: would you just get on with it woman

Hermione: Protector Angel does not own Harry potter unless you don't recognize anything

Chris walked through the aisles of the giant Malfoy library.

'Wow these are some really good books I wonder if they have A Walk to Remember?' she wondered. She sighed she wasn't really a big reader she was more of a prankster but she did like to read every once in a while. Draco watched as she walked from aisle to aisle. He watched as she would every once and a while pull a book down and flip through its contents.

"Um Malfoy um where's the romance section?" her question snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Um over there I think." He replied pointing a little bit to their right. She nodded and headed that way she really hoped that they had that book it was her favorite romance book of all time. She loved romances like that one, shy quiet girl meets trouble-making rude yet hot guy. It rocks. She just wished she could find a love like that.

"Jeez potter you're turning all mushy." She whispered to her self.

'Yes but it happened only cause of that kiss he gave you.' Her conscience replied.

"So what does one kiss matter." She hissed to herself.

'Not much but it was your first kiss and it was really good.' Her conscience answered.

"No it wasn't." she snapped quietly so Malfoy wouldn't hear her.

'Was.'

"Wasn't, oh great now I'm arguing with myself what has this boy done to me." She whispered.

'Apparently stealing your first kiss has given him control over you.' Her conscience stated.

'NO no way no guy has or ever will have control over me I am an independent woman who doesn't need a man in her life I can take care of my self.' She thought. Not even a second after completing her thought she tripped and landed flat on her face.

"Chris are you alright?" asked Draco, holding out a hand to help her up.

"Oh yea just fine," she said sarcastically standing up, ignoring his outstretched hand, "bloody conscience."

"What?" he asked confused.

"Oh nothing." She replied and continued walking towards the romance section. After browsing for a few more minutes she finally found it.

"Hey Malfoy can I um can I take this book out of the library and read like you in a different room?" she asked him tilting her head to the side making her look like a little kid.

"Yea you just have to return it when you're done." He replied trying to catch a glimpse of the title.

"Well obviously," she said sarcastically rolling her eyes. She followed him as he led her out of the library and towards his (their) room.

"Oh Draco Chris I have been looking all over for you two," it was Narcissa, "we are going to have company for dinner."

"Oh who?" asked Draco curiously.

"The Parkinsons." She replied smiling lightly at her sons' look of distaste.

"Who are the Parkinsons," Chris asked confused.

"Friends of the family their daughter is head over heels for Draco here." Said Narcissa nodding towards her teenaged son.

"Oh well I can't wait to meet them." Chris said sarcasm and hatred just barely hidden in her words.

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P.A: ooooo someones is a little je-

Chris: don't even think of saying it

P.A: sqeaks please review