Chapter 1
"I think I'm gonna have nightmares for weeks!" moaned Ron, to Harry. Harry only nodded, he was so shocked at what had just happened in front of him. Hermoine sighed. "Ella, I told you NOT to have those 3 mugs of coffee! You know you go hyper!" she scolded the girl next to her. The girl next to her just gave him a cheeky grin. "Oh, come off it. He didn't hex me, did he?" she said, cockily. "That's because you shocked him speechless! You don't go pulling the cheeks of your best friend's worst enemy!" said Harry. "Voldermort's your enemy, Malfoy is just your rival. Besides, he had chubby cheeks. Not my fault! Plus, Hermoine, you only told me to not eat that cake! And I had 5 mugs of coffee, just to get your facts straight," Ella said, rolling her baby blue eyes. Ella Blackwater was a good friend of the trio, but she tended to go high…sugar high. If it was Firewhisky, then she had an incredibly capacity. She'd drink at least 10 bottles-BOTTLES, mind you- of the alcoholic beverage, and not go high. And that was a minimum. But sugar….sigh. it made her do things no one in their sane mind would do. Like pulling Draco Malfoy's cheeks. Ron wasn't the only one who was going to have nightmares. Several Slytherins, including the entire Gryffindor population, were gonna have nightmares. Malfoy was sitting on his chair with an incredibly dazed look. He looked like he had just seen Voldermort dance around in his birthday suit…wait, that is NOT a good thing to imagine. Finally he seemed to snap back to reality. "BLACKWATER!!!!!" he roared. "Yes, Malfoy," said Ella, with a small smile playing on her lips. "WHAT THE FU-" he yelled. "Tsk, tsk. Language, Malfoy," she said, tucking her chocolate coloured curls behind her ear. But she was smirking. Harry and Ron, hiding their previous shock at her actions, where choltering. Then she went back to humming some song. Malfoy was fuming. How dare she pull his cheeks!!!??? "Don't lie to yourself, Draco. You liked it," said his best mate, Blaise Zabini. "Shut up," he growled. "Potter, keep your girlfriend on a leash," sneered Malfoy. Harry glared at him. "No need to be jealous, cupcake," said the sugar high girl, patting his head like he was some dog. He growled. She chuckled and said, " good doggie!" she said. Even Professer Snape was watching this with amusement. He couldn't help it. Even if she was in Gryffindor, watching her go hyper was the highlight of his otherwise boring day. She did her work on time, and was good at Potions anyway. But he had to prevent the fight that was sure to start. "Shut up, Blackwater! Who'd like a slut like you?" he roared. Snape was going to scold them, but then Ella smiled serenly and said, "Half the male population, Malfoy. The straight ones at least. But you wouldn't know about that…considering you're GAY." That serene smile, was plastered on her face. Snape's mouth dropped. This was much more interesting than a class. The entire group of students in that class stared at Malfoy, waiting for his response. "GAY?? ARE YOU FREAKING MAD???" he roared. "No, not really. Just very perceptive. I've noticed the way you stare at guys," she said, tilting her head slightly. "I am not GAY, Blackwater," Malfoy growled. "Prove it," she said, calmly. "Gladly," he said, and kissed her on the lips. Ella pushed him away roughly. "You're weird you know that Ferret-Boy," she growled. "Uh, oh. Sugar high Ella Blackwater going angry is not a good thing," said Harry, closing his eyes. The next thing Malfoy knew, he was on the ground, with a pissed Ella on top of him…who was sugar-high. The extra sugar content must have made her very strong, because she beat malfoy to pulp. Snape was so shocked by the display in his class, that he was unable to say anything for at least 5 minutes, by which Malfoy had broken quite a few bones. "Blackwater! Get off him!" Snape yelled. "Of course, Proffessor," she said, obliging. "How many did you break?" said Ron, his eyes still closed. "He'll live. At least, twenty bones," she said, with that serene smile on her face again. Hermoine cast a worried look in Malfoy's direction. "He's gonna kill you, Ella," she said, noticing the pain strickien, murderous look on his face.
"Ella, I really don't trust him. He'll kill you the first chance he gets!" said Harry, glaring at Malfoy. "HARRY POTTER, I HAVE NOT HAD A SINGLE MUG OF COFFEE FOR 3 WEEKS!!! IF THAT BASTARD EVEN DARES LAYS A FINGER ON ME, I DOUBT HE'LL FUCKING SURVIVE!!!" bellowed a caffine-deprived Ella. The entire great hall stared at her. "Are you sure banning her from coffee was a good idea, McGonnagal? I mean, we're putting our students lives at stake here!" whimpered Flitwick. "I think its amusing. I want to see her in potions," said Snape. "You ENJOY seeing her sugar high?" said Dumbeldore, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Of course. It's the highlight of my day," he said. Meanwhile, Ron and Hermoine were terrified. "The teachers must really hate us…do they WANT us to die???" ron whimpered. Ella growled as Malfoy made his way to her table. "Nows not a good time, Malfoy, run when you have the chance!" cried several people in the hall….but Malfoy being Malfoy….he just walked to his doom. " So I hear you're off coffee, Blackwater. Tsk. Tsk. You really must work on that scowl. It doesn't befit you at all. Now tell me why you're banned from Coffee again?" he said, smirking. "DRACO MALFOY! IF YOU DON'T PICK UP YOUR FUCKING COWARDLY ASS AND GET TO YOU STUPID TABLE OF SLIMY SLIYTHERINS THERE WILL BE ONE LESS SLYTHERIN IN THE SLYTHERIN DORM TONIGHT!!!!!" she roared. For the first time is Hogwarts history, the great hall was silent. "Pink underwear. I like it," he said, with that smirk. "WHAT!!!! YOU FUCKING PERVERT!" she screamed and attacked him. "Ella! Get off him!" shouted several students, while quite a few chanted, "fight, fight fight!" Malfoy caught her. "Aww. I know you don't mind sugarplums!" he snickred. Ella roared and yet again, Malfoy was unable to go to his dorm for a shag that night.
"You seriously need to control your mouth around a girl like Blackwater, Draco," said Blaise. "Whatever," said the platinum blonde. "Zuchini!" sang a girl behind them. "Blackwater. Did they let you drink coffee again?" said Malfoy, for a split moment hoping they did. "No," she said, making Malfoy look tense. "They got me to have another good source of sugar!!! I had 15 mugs of hot chocolate!" she said, quite happy. "And the name's Zabini, Blackwater," said Blaise. "Whatever. Same thing anyway. Have you both seen Fred? He was supposed to give me something," she said, with her seren smile again. Blaise shook his head. "Black," declared Malfoy as she left. "What?" Blaise said, confused. "The colour of her undies," he said, with a smirk.
"Chubby cheeks, chubby cheeks!" sang Ella, as Harry dragged her to potions. "Ah, seems like you've decided to finally arrive Potter, Blackwater," said Snape. "Good Morning Professor Snape!" sang the girl. "Since you're not a public hazard anymore , I suggest you partner up with Malfoy, Blackwater," he said, offhandedly. "Is he freaking mad?" whispered Harry to Ron. "I think he enjoys it, really. Ella brightens up his day, beats up a few students, she's like a regualr tv show," said Hermoine from the front of them. "So who was her victim today, Harry?" said Ron. "She had 2. Cedric diggory and Flint. Flint seemed horrified, but Diggory blushed like a little girl. She skipped off singing Chubby cheeks." Draco glared at the girl next to him. "So what colour today Blackwater?" he whispered to her, with a smirk. She smiled at him and said, "Blue. Your boxers are blue!" she whispered back. "What?" he said and looked down. "How can you tell?" he said, blushing. "I just chose a random colour. But judging from your face, I'm guessing I'm right," she said, in her sing-song way. "You know, if you weren't sugar-high all the time, Blackwater, I'm sure some guy would ask you out," whispered Blaise to her. "I've had quite a few proposals when I'm sugar high anyway," she said, with a serene smile. "Which sane guy would ask you out?" said Malfoy, not noticing crabbe and Goyle, as well as quite a few slytherins blush. "Quite a few people you know, Cupcake," she said, with a smile, as she stirred the potion. "My name's Malfoy, not cupcake," he said, glaring at her. "Aw, no need to be embarrassed. I call Zabini here Zuchini all the time. I have names for Harry, Ron and Hermoine anyway," she said, with a smile. "Zuchini isn't the same as Cupcake Blackwater!" yelled a very frustrated Draco malfoy, making the entire class stare at him. "Blue," she said, with a grin.
"What is with your weird game with him? Guessing underwear colours?? you are one of the wierdest girls I have ever met, Ella," said Harry, looking offended. She saw Draco pass by her. "GREEN!" she shouted. Malfoy turned around and blushed pink. "Ha! I was right!" she sang. "That girl is driving me mad!" murmured Malfoy to Blaise. "Hm? Blackwater? I think she's kind of cute. How the hell does she guess your underwear colour right, every single time?" he said. "THAT'S what is driving me insane!" Malfoy groaned. "Aw, you'll get to see her underwear pretty soon, if you've got your eye on her, Draco," said a boy next to him. "I am not looking at her like THAT Reynold. Why would I want a gryffindor in my bed?" he said, though he didn't sound certain himself. "Cuz she's hot! What I wouldn't do to get her into my pants," Flint said, with a glance at the sugar-high gryffindor skipping into the great hall. "You will do no such thing!" said Malfoy angrily. Several students turned to look at him. "Draco, come on. You don't need to be so protective and all," said Blaise slyly. "I'M NOT BEING PROTECTIVE!" he roared. "Um, Cupcake! Isn't it MY job to do the yelling?" shouted Ella from her table. "SHUT UP! STOP CALLING ME THAT!" he wailed, as several guys glared at him with jealousy. "Gosh, SOMEONE woke up on the wrong side of the bed today," she murmured, rolling her eyes.
"What? No! I don't want to play 7th Heaven with a bunch of Gryffindorks!" said Malfoy, angrily. "Oh come on. Zabini, you too. It'll be fun!" said Fred, dragging the two slytherins to the direction where the others are waiting. "But HARRY! I don't want to make out with ANYONE!" whined Ella, pouting. Harry rolled his eyes. "5 years of that puppy-dog face has made me immune to your cuteness, Ella. You're playing, whether you like it- wait a sec! what are they gonna do here!?" he shouted at Fred and George. "They are gonna play with us," the twins said. "Ok, ella. I officially give you permission to leave. I am not having malfoy put his slimy, greedy paws all over you!" Harry said. Ella, who had been sucking on a lollipop, grinned. "Oh no you don't. if we have to suffer, you gryffindorks have to too!" said Blaise, though he just wanted Draco to make out with Ella. "Aw, please Zuchini?" she said, pouting cutely. "Absolutely not! You shall play, Ella!" said the twins. She sighed and sat down. "Ok, then! There are two hats! One with the names of the guys and one with the girls. Instead of the traditional 7 minutes, I propose the time to be 15 minutes!" said Fred, with george nodding vigourously. Ella raised her hand. "Yes, Ms. Blackwater," they said, making her giggle. "Can I beat up the guy who makes out with me?" she asked. All the boys panicked slightly. "Of course not! Only if they try to do other things that you do not like, you may do so, but after exiting the closet only," said Fred. She shrugged. "Well, Ella, would you like to go first?" they said. She looked at Harry, who simply shrugged. She took the name out, but her smile faded immediately. "Who'd you get?" they asked. "Cupcake," she whimpered. "WHAT!" yelled Draco said. Blaise snickered, and Harry started to protest. "Rules are rules, Harry," said George. "But I don't TRUST him!" he wailed. "Keep your pants on, Potter. I won't hurt your freaking girlfriend," Malfoy said, secretly enjoying the fact that Potter was pissed. "I'm not his girlfriend, Cupcake. I'm his bestest bestest bestest best friend!" said Ella, in her sugar high voice. "CAN'T IT BE 7 MINUTE?" yelled Harry. "Sorry, Mate. Rules are Rules are Rules," said Fred. Everyone sighed. Th etwo got up and they were locked in the closet. "So, what shall we talk about?" she said, with a grin. "Look, Sugar, I came here for a good snog, and I am not gonna get denied it," he said, with a smirk. She raised a perfect eyebrow. "You do know Harry's gonna kill you right?" she said. He shrugged. "15 minutes," he said, with a chuckle. Then he let his lips crash down on hers. Surprisingly, Draco didn't try to shift his hands anywhere, or anything, much to her surprise. Draco was not in the least surprised that she tasted sugary…of hot chocolate, of strawberry lollypops and of honey. What surprised them both is that he didn't even try to get in some tongue action. "OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR! 15 MINUTES ARE UP!" roared Harry. They seperated. Draco chuckled. "Ok, guys you can come out now," fred said. "Are you gonna hit him?" said Harry, taking her hitting him as an indication that he took advantage of her. Draco was lucky that his seat was the closest to the cupboard since the kiss had stolen his ability to speak or walk properly. "No, he didn't do anything Harry. Completely gentlemanly, to my utter disbelief," she said, with a smile. 'How is she still able to talk!?' he thought. "By the way mate. You've got red, strawberry lollipop candy stuff all over your lips," whispered Blaise, with a sly tone. He quickly wiped it off.
"So, how was kissing Ella Blackwater, Draco?" said Blaise, in the common room. The guys in his house glared at him enviously. "Dudes, it was only a stupid freaking kiss," he said, though his lips still tingled. "so? I noticed your ability to make a sensible sentence and your ability to walk went for a total toss," said Blaise slyly. "Shut up, Zabini," he said. "Oh come on, its between us guys," Flint said. "It was….sugary. well, duh. She's permanently sugar high. She tasted of strawberry lollypops, honey and hot chocolate," said Malfoy. "And its an added bonus that she can guess your underwear colour," said flint, chuckling. "Its not amusing! She gets it right every single time!" he whined, causing laughter to ensue.
The next morning a very pissed of Harry walked to the slytherin table. "MALFOY!" he yelled. "Is it just me, or is October the month of excess hormones?" asked Snape, looking at Harry. Malfoy looked up, with a smirk. "Well,well. Potter. How are you?" he said, waiting patiently for the explosion. "HARRY POTTER!" bellowed Ella. Malfoy flinched involuntarily, as did several guys in the great hall. "I'll get you, Malfoy. If I ever find out that you let you slimy hands roam around sweet, innocent Ella, I will hex you to oblivion," he snarled, before going back to Ella, who glared disapprovingly at Harry. Then she mouthed 'Sorry' to Malfoy. He continued to eat. "Your cheeks are slightly pink, cup-cake," said Zabini, elongating the last word. Malfoy blushed pink. "Shut UP! Stop calling me that!" wailed a very exasperated Malfoy. "But you let Blackwater call you that…" said Flint, with a chuckle. "She'll beat me up, if I protest!" he muttered. "Or is it cuz you secretly like it, cupcake," said someone behind him. Ella. He turned maroon. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!" he wailed. "Don't get your pants in a knot, cupcake. By the way, its silvery grey today. Hi Zuchini!" she said, with a smile. Malfoy sighed. "Do you enjoy torturing me, Blackwater?" he said. "Of course. You look like a tomato," she said, with a smirk. "You have serious problems, Sugar," he said, rolling his eyes. Flint chuckled, and Malfoy blushed when he realized what he had just said. She didn't even mind. "I know. Doesn't everyone? But I came here to say sorry from Harry's side. He's just being protective. I mean, he has a point. You're a playboy, you've got a bad rep, and you've fucked pretty much every girl in the school. Its only natural that Harry got pissed. But he thinks you've got me under the imperious curse, because he can't believe that you would be gentlemanly. So my advice is stay away from him, and me. Harry'll seriously hex you to oblivion, if he thought you were trying to get smart," she said. "If I even tried, Blackwater, I'd probably be dead already. Remember Potions?" he said. Flint looked very interested when that came up. "Oh, that. Yes, you were lucky that time. Snape stopped me. Otherwise, you'd be a goner," she said, with a smile and went back to her table. It was the first time that Malfoy took the time to look at her. Her baby blue eyes, and chocolate brown hair….and those curves. She was easily one of the hottest girls in the school. And the only one he hadn't fucked. "Potions class….." said Flint, making him snap out of his reverie. He rolled his eyes. "I only proved to her I wasn't gay," he said. "By kissing her," said Zabini. "Whatever," said Malfoy, looking back at Ella, who was busy laughing at Ron. "You're always kissing her, Malfoy. Or so it seems. Seriously, you have it bad…for her, at least," said Flint. "I just need to get her out of my system," he said. "And hoping you come out alive, maybe it could get to a different stage…." Said Zabini slyly. "Shut up, Blaise!" he growled, angrily, but couldn't help but glance back at the gryffindor beauty.