Chapter 4:

Unexpected Invitation

Sitting at the Slytherin table, alone, Zeta looked over her schedule. Her first class of the day was Care of Magical Creatures with the Gyrfindor's. She was so happy she almost jumped up and down, but decided that it was better to keep quiet. Malfoy would find some way to make her seem like more of an idiot.

"Hi Zeta." Zeta jumped, and turned around to see Harry smiling at her, his hair as messy as ever.

"Oh," She said, trying to calm herself down. "I didn't see you, sorry." She smiled, beginning to redden.

"No problem, I didn't mean to scare you." He was careful not to sit down, and Zeta knew why.

"Can I walk you to class?" He asked, holding his arm out so she could lock arm's with him.

"Sure!" Zeta said, with a large smile, taking up Harry's offer. Walking out of the Great Hall with Harry, she felt like she was floating on a cloud, he was sweet, kind, and everything she liked in a man-

"Arwin..." A drawling voice was heard behind her, and she stopped dead. Turning around on her heels, Zeta forced a smile.

"Malfoy." She acknowledged the boy who she had seen only a few hours before in her bed.

"I was wondering what you were doing." He stared her down, as Zeta narrowed her eyes.

"Walking to class." She told him shortly.

"With a Gyrfindor? I don't think you know the rules." He said with a laugh.

"Rules, Malfoy? I don't think you told me those while getting rid of the old ones..." She smirked.

"I was just telling you." He said, "If you want to survive a year being here, you must know that Slytherin's do not walk with Gryfindors."

"Well," She told him, finally letting go of Harry's arm, and walking towards him, "I don't see any Slytherin's too excited to walk me to class, now do I? I guess I will just have to employ a Gryfindor." Zeta could feel her blood boil with anger, as she stood only a few feet away from him.

Malfoy stood where he was, and thought for a minute or two, and smiled. He walked towards Zeta, as she prepared for whatever he was going to do. Thinking he was going to slap her, or hex her, Zeta put her hand into her wand pocket, waiting. Malfoy walked up to her, his face in her's, and without thinking, linked arms with her.

"Join me will you?" Completely surprised, Zeta did not move, she just stood where she was.

"No!" She finally screamed ripping her arm away from his, "Never in a million year will I walk with you. You greasy, disgusting, sick, perverted, little, git!"

"No," Malfoy hissed, smirking, "You were once again the one who asked for my help."

"LIAR!" Zeta yelled at him, her anger rising, "Draco Malfoy you know for a fact I did not ask you to come over here, nor did I last night." She suddenly realized what she said.

"Right." Draco grabbed her wrist, and Zeta looked at Harry pleadingly, as Crabbe and Goyle walked between.

"To the magical creatures?" Malfoy asked with a laugh.

"I hate you." Zeta told him quietly, as he still held her wrist, and she twisted to get away, as they walked out of the two large oak doors.

"Now who's the liar?" He asked, finally stopping, staring into her eyes. Oh, how they made her melt in a way. WHAT? Zeta suddenly wanted to hit herself for even thinking that, this was Draco Malfoy, the man who had humiliated her in front of everyone, the little, sick, perverted-

"I knew you would come around." Draco said with a sly smile, beginning to walk again, still not letting go.

"Never," Zeta began, "In a million years will I come around to you. If there was only us left on the earth, and we had to restart the human population, I would go hang myself on a tree, rather than do anything with you." She shot him a dark glance.

"Interesting you thought of that." He told her, with a cold laugh, "But I know the truth."

"Then you should know, Draco Malfoy, that the truth is I HATE YOU!" Zeta screamed, wanting to slap him.

"Why are you a Slytherin?" Malfoy suddenly asked, changing the topic.

"I don't know." Zeta told him, getting annoyed, "I just was."

"Are you a pureblood?" He asked, still holding her wrist.

"I don't know." Zeta repeated, still confused by his sudden change of attitude, "Why?"

"I was just wondering..." He said letting his words drift off.

"I still want my ring back." She told him, remembering the night before.

"You'll have to do more than that." He told her with another laugh, which made Zeta hate him even more, "You'll have to do something for me first." He finally let go of her wrist, but came right back, weaving his fingers between hers.

"I will never do anything for you, Draco." She told him, tearing her hand away from him, "I will never." She looked him in the eyes coldly, and did what she had wanted to do since she had met him. She slapped him. Turning on her heels, and gritting her teeth she walked away, cursing with every step.

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Zeta ran as fast as she could to the shack outside the Forbidden Forest, as the large man walked out of it. He was holding a huge crate. Zeta walked up to Hermione, a few tears still falling down her face. Hermione turned around, and noticed, but held her tounge, and nodded, knowing to ask later. She nudged her reasurringly, and smiled. Zeta tried her hardest to smile back, but had to look away, this was already a bad start.

"Welcome to yer first class of seventh year care of magical creatures." Hagrid began with a large grin. "I thought I'd start yer all out with something fun an' easy." He opened the crate, and inside were a very large amount of tiny little fuzz balls, all different colors. "There called Chatter Boxes, yer can tell 'em something, and the next person they see, they'll tell it to. Not very useful lil' critters, but their easy. We're goin' ta partner up." Zeta swallowed hard, hoping with all of her might, Draco was not her partner. He made her feel such a way that she couldn't explain. He made her want to shove him into a box, and ship him to China, and yet, that wasn't how she felt. It was his control, the way he was the first one, who always made the move, which annoyed Zeta, yet excited her at the same time. It was this uncontrolable feeling of lust she had in the bottom of her stomach, that she couldn't figure out. Someone suddenly grabbed her wrist, and Zeta screamed. She turned around, praying her brains out, to see Harry. She sighed, and smiled at him.

"Want to be my partner?" He asked, a large grin spreading across his face.

"Sure." She said, returning the grin. She walked over to the box, as Harry walked behind her.

"You pick one." He whispered in her ear, making her stomach leap. This was the kind of man she was supposed to be with, kind, and sweet. Not Draco Malfoy, he was too... too... terrible. The way he was so evil, and yet, so bizzarly wonderful.

Choosing a bright pink Chatter Box, Harry and Zeta walked over to a nearby tree, and sat down. Harry held out his hand, feeding the fluff ball, as Zeta watched. He was wonderful, and so sweet, and he was georgous. After a little while, Harry picked up the Chatter Box, and grinned slyly at Zeta. He whispered something to it, and set it down. It ran to Zeta, and she picked it up, looked questioningly at Harry, who just smiled widely.

"Harry want to know if you will go out with him." The tiny Chatter Box told her, as she laughed, closing her eyes. It was so romantic, and sweet. She whispered to it.

"I would love to go out with you." She set it down, and watched it. Instead of going to Harry though, it waddled right up to Malfoy, who had just walked up to Zeta. He picked it up, and put it up to his ear. Fearing the worst, Zeta ran to Malfoy, trying to get it back, before he could listen to it. But, it was too late, it had told him everything. Malfoy looked at her at, surprise in his features, but it was quickly replaced by smirk. He walked up to her, and without warning, grabbed her around the waist, holding rather tightly. His chest was to her chest, his other hand on her back. Malfoy put his leg around hers, and tightened his grip a little more, so she could feel his steady breathing, smell his colenge, feel him breathing down her neck, and she could look into his eyes. Nothing else mattered, as she not take her eyes away from his pale gray ones.

"Malfoy!" Harry yelled, pulled back from his shock, he sounded so far away to Zeta, as her mind began to swim. "MALFOY!" He yelled again, breathlessly, but it was useless. By now most of the class was watching, and Hagrid was doing something else. Zeta tried to move, at least to get farther away from him, but it only made things worse, his grip tightened. He took his hand off her back, and moved her arms, so they laid over his shoulders, and then put it back, pulling her even closer to him. Smirking, he leaned down, and whispered in her ear, ever so softly.

"I would love that too." His lips meet her shoulder, softly at first, just swiping against it, but as he moved up her neck, he began to kiss more passionately, sucking slowly, inviting her to feel uncontrolled, and to kiss him back. Her knees began to weaken, and she closed her eyes. Draco was taking control, and making her fell a certain way she could not resist. He was the one who was now in control of what happened to her, and it scared her more than words who describe. Who knew what he could do next. The fact still remained, her body was telling her to enjoy it, yet her mind was telling her to kick him. Her blood was boiling now, and all she wanted to do was get away from him. Draco began to kiss her cheek, letting his own lips linger for a while, and kiss her again. He moved slowly closer to her mouth, kissing the edge of it and leaving his lips to stay for far too long. He stopped, and finally took his mouth away, and looked at her, his pale eyes once again mesmarizing Zeta, keeping her locked, and looking at him. He took both of his hands off her back, and grabbed her face, about to kiss her on the lips. With every ounce of strength she had left, Zeta screamed.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" She shouted at him, finally pushing him away, and he hit the tree behind him. "I HATE YOU! GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU SICK, DISGUSTING, PIG!" Malfoy only smirked, crossing his arms, looking like he had just accomplished his highest goal, the Slytherin Slut. Zeta wiped the side of her mouth that he had kissed, narrowing her eyes, trying to forget everything that had just happened. Hagrid ran over.

"What's goin' on 'ere?" He asked looking from Zeta to Malfoy, and back to Zeta, "Ms. Arwin are yer alright?" Zeta looked at the ground beneath her, not answering the question, her breathing still fast. She tried her hardest to catch it, but found it impossible. It had been such a rush.

"Everything's fine." Malfoy told him, looking at Zeta with a laugh. "Just fooling around."

"Is that true Zeta? He didn't 'urt ya, did he?" Hagrid sounded concerned, and Zeta looked up, only to see Malfoy giving her a cold smirk. She knew if she told the truth, it would only get worse, breathing heavily she responded.

"No, he didn't." She said shortly, and looked at the ground again, trying to look like nothing was wrong.

"Alrigh'..." Hagrid said uneasily looking from Zeta to Draco, "I think we should all jus' go back to our work. All go back." Hagrid shooed everyone back, as they all began to gossip, whispering to eachother about the new problem between houses, Zeta Arwin. He walked back to his hut, leaving Ron, Hermione, Harry, Zeta and Draco.

"Easy." He told her, with a cold spine chilling laugh. Zeta narrowed her eyes, as she began to shiver. It was incredible what he had done to her. She found it terribly hard to keep herself steady, she was shaking, and she could not desribe her feelings.

"I would like to take off 20 points from you Draco Malfoy, for that terrible little...show..." Hermione told him narrowing her eyes. "And button your pants."

"Nice try Granger, but you won't get a rise out of me." He told her icly, "Who's to say the slut didn't enjoy it anyway? She didn't exactly tell the halfling on me now did she?"

"Only because Malfoy," Ron shot at him heatedly, "She would have had to go through far worse."

"No, from the way she did everything, the way she didn't move, and the way I could feel her heart race, she knows I'm ten times better then you, Potter." Draco told Harry, trying to get a rise.

"Draco Malfoy..." Zeta began, still shaking, out of nervousness and anger, "If I had wanted any of that, I probably would have kissed you back, but did I? And I must add the fact that I did not try to get away, because the one time I did try, you only tightened your grip. Let's think, the last thing I want, is to ever in my entire life be any closer to Draco Malfoy. You disgusting pervert."

Draco laughed, and got dark looks from the trio and Zeta.

"I was only doing what the little fuzz ball told me to do." He smiled again, walked away, and the four stared after him, Zeta still shaking like mad.