Hey Hey! Well this is my second attempt at writing a story solo. :o) I haven't given up on my other story but I have no idea what to make of it, so we'll have to wait and see. Well here we go…weeeeeeeee…

How It All Started

(Flashback Saturday 1st June) She sneered at him and looked at him in disgust. "I loathe you and I will make sure regret the day you called me that filthy word". She said, her brown eyes shinning with moisture and her cheeks flushing red in anger. Running her hand through her brown hair she snapped back and turned her back to him as she started off, but before he could open his mouth to make a smart remark she flashed back quickly and cut him off. "Just say it and I'll make you regret the day you live!"

He sneered back at her, his eyes gleaming with anger. His blonde hair fell in front of his eyes and he swiftly pushed his hair back and walked up to her, not losing eye contact. "If you're not out of way view in ten seconds, I'll make your life a living hell" he said smirking. He lifted up a finger, then another, then another. "Your not moving bitch" Her eyes stayed dead on his. She shook her head slightly giving him the indication that she wasn't planning on moving. He huffed in frustration and licked his bottom lip, looked over her head and let a little laugh escape his lips. "You think you standing there and acting all smart and tough is going to help you later on?" No response. "Ha didn't think you'd answer me. You filthy, disgusting mud…" Just before he could finish his sentence his cheek was stained red. She had slapped him. And hard as well. His hand flew up to cover the stinging. He glared daggers at her; he could feel the anger swelling up inside of him. He was going to explode any second now. Before he could say or do anything she came forward, close enough that if someone had given either one of them a nudge their faces would collide. A look of hatred upon her face she parted her lips, and said, "Im not scared of you, im not intimidated by you. I never was and I never will be". With that she turned her hair flicking him in the face and she made her way back to her common room. (End of Flashback)

(Flashback Saturday 15th June) Two weeks had passed and she was running through the corridors to meet with her friends outside. She held her wallet in one hand and her jacket in her other. She was running late and the carriages for Hogsmeade were about to leave. She was wearing her white tank top and her jeans, her hair was down but it was straightened and her makeup was applied. As she ran she noticed two figures emerging out of an empty classroom. A male and a female.

"Oh no it's him". Just as they were in the corridor she collided with him, sending him and herself onto the ground.

She rubbed her head and stay down not noticing that he had already gotten up and was hovering above her. The freaky thing was his hand was held out to her. He was offering help. She eyed him cautiously as she placed her hand in his and he boosted her up. She was about to grab her jacket and wallet from the floor but the moment she bent down slightly she was banged into the wall. His hands placed firmly on either side of her head. His head lowered so he was making eye contact with her. Panicking she turned her head to the side and squeezed her eyes shut, praying that he'd let her go. No chance.

"What do you want?" She stuttered out as she felt his breathe on her neck.

"Don't worry im not going to rape you. I just wanted to see if I scared you" He emphasised on the word scare. Then he smirked and blew on her neck to see her reaction. Just as he thought shed do. She shivered and yelped. "Relax, your going to get Snape's attention" he hissed.

She had no idea what to do, so she done what came to her. She lifted her knee and was about to knee him when he grabbed her thigh from underneath and brought it all the way up and then pulled her by the hair. "Don't even think about it Princess!" he dropped her thigh and tugged on her hair till she was into his chest, and then he looked down at her. "Filth", was all he could say before he let go and pushed her away.

She looked at him wide eyed, she didn't spend another second in his presence, she grabbed her jacket and ran. Forgetting her wallet. He watched her run and grinned, turning to look at the girl he was with something on the floor grabbed his attention, her wallet. He picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket and walked away as if nothing happened, leaving his companion to stand there by herself. (End of Flashback)

(Flashback Saturday 29th June) He had just finished Quidditch practice and was sweaty. He was dying to jump into a hot shower, his muscles were killing him. He slung his bag of Quidditch robes over his shoulder and made his was from the pitch to the doors of the school. He looked around and watched all the first years crowding around in their little groups, each whispering to each other, laughing and fooling around. He wondered why first, second or even third year was never so much fun for him, with all the classes, detentions, hunting death lords in the forbidden forest and unexplained deaths. He shook his head and cursed at the little kids in his head as he continued making his way. As he walked past a tree he heard people talking behind it. Stopping he snuck over and rested against the tree to try and listen to what conversation was happening behind it.

"Its just not going to work out. You're my best friend", she told him.

Hearing a male sulk and whine he decided it be best if he just leave the two alone, but before he could sneak away she caught his arm. "What do you think your doing? Why are you spying? Do you need to make life more complicated for me!" she started at him, poking him as she said this.

He looked at her with a raised brow and clutched her finger in his hand. Squeezing it he lifted it up, with it her whole arm followed. She now had her arm raised above her head. "I wasn't spying on your pathetic excuse of a breakup. I was resting and heard you speaking, and to save you the embarrassment I was walking away before you grabbed my…"

"Shut up I get the point! Let go of me and GO" there was a secret warning in her voice, too bad he wasn't bright enough to pick up.

"Don't make me pin you to the wall again like last time, I know you enjoyed it", he sneered at her and then he realized the person with her. "Oh you".

"What is he talking about hun? When did he pin you against a wall?" his brow raising and looking straight at her.

Thinking of a quick excuse she couldn't come up with one. She wanted him off her back. She didn't want him as a boyfriend or as her friend. He was too abusive. "Im sorry but I've been cheating on you".

The look of pain ran through his eyes and he just turned and walked away. Leaving her there, with her arm still in the air.

"Umm I hope you didn't mean to imply to him that YOU cheated on HIM with ME".

She looked nervously at him and rolled her eyes, "Shut up I had to ok!"

A look of amusement appeared on his face as he looked at her to continue on. "Using me are you? Well I'll make it count" he stated. "That's for sure"

A cracking of a twig caught both their attentions. It was Professor Sprout. "Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger please hurry up and get inside, almost dinner time". (End of Flashback)

A/N no don't worry the whole story isn't flashbacks, we just needed that to understand what happened :) understand? Hahaha Well…lets see, I wana do a pole thing. Who is better in the HP series.

A) Harry Potter

B) Draco (yumi) Malfoy

C) Ronald Weasley

D) Cedric Diggory