Disclaimer: Oops, I forgot to put this bloody thing on the last chapter. Oh well. Here it is. I don't own Harry Potter. JKR does. If I did though I'd have all the hot guys butt naked cleaning my house. hehe.

A/N: Okay, so how'd you like the first chapter? Since there were only 2 reviews aparently some people want me to still continue, so here's the next chapter! I still don't have a beta for this story. So if you want to, or you know someone who would like to, just tell me! Thanks!

Now enjoy chapter 2!

Mixed Emotions

chatpter two

-Draco-

"Kyle! Lets go!" I yelled. I didn't want to bring him along, but I was telling the truth when I said my father would kill me.

"I'm coming!"

I see him going over to his friends, and say something to them.

-Kyle-

I go over to my friends, and told them, "I'll see all you guys later."

"Be careful. Knowing it's involving the Malfoys it's more than likely going to be dangerous." Hermione said.

"Yeah." agreed Ron, Harry and Trixie.

"I will. Promise."

I look over at Malfoy and he looks impatient, so I said," Okay, I have to go now before Ferret Face gets anymore impatient. Bye you guys. See ya Sunday!"

They wave bye and I walked over to Malfoy and we left.

"Okay, how are we supose to get there?" I asked after we got off the Hogwarts grounds.

"By Floo Powder, what else stupid? We have to go to Hogsmede first though."

"Okay, but just to let you know, I never wanted to come."

"Well I don't want to go either, nor did I want you to, but we have to."

-Draco-

While we were walking, Kyle asked me something that totally caught me off gaurd.

"So, um... Do you fancy Hermione?"

"What? No way! She's a bloody mudblood!"

"Oh. Well the only reason I asked you was because I think she fancys you."

"Well no duh! Everyone knows that!"

"You know?" he asked shocked.

"Yeah."

"How? I mean, she looks at you alot, but I thought no one except me noticed." He said.

"Well, everyone fancys me, so of course the know -it-all would." I said instead of the truth. There's no way I was gonna tell that Gryffindor...or anyone for that matter what I can do.

"Damn your conceited."

I stared at him.

"No I'm not."

"Yes. Yes you are. You think that the whole school is in love with you. That's conceited."

Screw trying to keep my ability a secret. There's no way I was gonna let him get away with calling me conceited. I am not conceited! Just extremly popular.

So I said, "Well, maybe I am telepathic. You ever think of that?"

"You are?"

"I never said that. I suggested it. But yes. Yes I am."

He looked like he was thinking for a few seconds, and then said, "Isn't telepathy like Legilimens?"

"No it isn't stupid. Leglilimens explores another's mind and sees the memories that are in there. A skilled Legilimens can target the memories that are most hurtful, causing the most pain or fear and use that knowledge to manipulate the person whose mind they have entered. Telepathy is just reading peoples' minds. Two completly different abilities."

"Oh."

I stopped looked him in the eyes.

"But if you ever tell anybody this, you'll wish you were dead. I swear it." I really didn't mean it. I would hurt him really bad, but not kill him. I just want to make him scared. I love to make people scared. I'm not really into the killing of people. Too much work with hiding the body and stuff.

-Kyle-

"Well, have you ever looked at her? She is kind of pretty." I said getting back on the subject of Hermione.

"Yeah right." he said doutfully.

"What? She is. I mean, she doesn't have that uncontrollable frizzy bushy hair. Its more controlled now. And you gotta admit she's grown up if you know what I mean."

"I guess your right there." He smirked.

Wow. I'm actully having a civilized conversation with Draco Malfoy. Where are the flying whales at?

"I heard that." He said, rather offended.

"Oops."

"We're here. Follow me."

So I followed him into the Three Broomsticks, torwards the fireplace. He took a handful of Floo Powder, and said loudly and clearly, "Malfoy Manor!"

He was gone. I then did the same thing, and I was inside the biggest house I've ever seen.

"Wow." I said in awe.It was a gothic style home with loads of green, grey, and black. Figures...Once a Slytherin always a Slytherin. The fireplace was in what looked like the drawing room. The room had a dark wooden floor and on top of it were dark green couches and chairs. There was an ebony coffee table in the middle which held a champagne glass. I looked up and sitting on one of the chairs was the one and only; Lucius Malfoy.

"Yeah. It's okay. Come on."

We stepped out of the fireplace and Lucius stood up and said, "Draco your here. Took you long enough."

Then he turned to me and gave me a look over. "Hello Kyle."

"Yeah. Okay. Why did you invite him? And how do you know him?" Questioned Malfoy in an impatient tone.

Luciustook a deep breath and said, "Let me tell you a story."

He waited a moment and then he started.

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