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Chapter 5:

Love Destiny's

The rest of the day was not much better, getting looks from Draco that made her want to chuck something, and constantly looking behind her, wondering if he was going to do anything else, just to irritate her. As much she kept trying to tell herself it was a terrible thing to do to someone, she couldn't hold back the fact she had liked it. Their bodies touching, there breathing syncopated. What if Draco was only doing it to anger her? What if all these feelings she had were just what he wanted? What if he was just a sick twisted person, and this was his idea of fun? Climbing the ladder to the tower to Divination class, the last period of the day, with the Ravenclaws, she hoped that Draco would just disappear, making everything work out. She opened the trap door, and walked into the room. It was full of smoke, and there was a strong stench of insense, and tea leaves hanging in the air, and Zeta tried not to gag. Sitting down in one of the plush beanbag chairs, her eyelids began to slide closed because of the room. She was snapped awake only a second later by a voice.

"Good afternoon class!" A tall, scrawny, bug-like woman walked into the room from a back one, "My name is Professor Trelawney, and this is seventh year Divination." Her glasses fell down her noise a little, and she pushed them back up. Her eyes were huge, as if she was wearing two magnifying glasses. "This year we are going to study the destiny of love," she began to walk around the room, as Draco shot her a smirk, "Serendipity, and predicting the future through fire." She looked at the class, as the fire in the corner of the room got a little larger, as if on cue.

"We are going to start with the destiny of love. At the beginning, as soon as one is born, a destiny of love is created. There is no choice in the matter, for the destiny is set of who you will see, who you will ask, and when you will give it all away." A few giggles from Pansy, as she stroked Draco's hand. "The destiny knows who you will be attracted to, who will be attracted to you, and what you will do. It is set, and cannot be changed. Now there is a way of figure out what your destiny is going to be, looking into a crystal ball is one of them. We are going to start this today. I have already paired you up. Achett and Zambini, Arwin and..." She looked closer at her book as the seconds dragged on, "Malfoy, Parkinson and Brown." She continued through the list, but Zeta was finished listening, it was her destiny to be forever tortured by this idiot. She hoped that Draco would not do anything in this class, and if he did, she would truly tell Dumbledore.

"Now please get with your partner." Trelawney announced, as Pansy looked pleadingly at Draco, who walked away, letting his hand slowly fall out of her grasp, and Zeta watched, thinking how disgusting it was. Malfoy walked to where she was, and held a hand out, preparing to help her up. She noticed her ring.

"No thank you." She hit it out of the way, and stood up on her own. She made her way to an empty table, as Draco followed.

"You must learn Arwin," Draco began, sitting across from her, "That your love destiny is not a Gryfindor."

"And I pray on my life its not a Slytherin either, and not you." Zeta hissed back.

"Tsk, tsk..." Malfoy said in mock scolding, "Your going to have to learn better than that if you want this back." He flashed his hand to her, and she saw her father's ring.

"I will never Draco," Zeta told him, staring at the ring, "Do anything I will regret to get that back." Zeta pulled her book out of her bag, and slammed it on the table, imagining below it was Draco's face. It was a comforting feeling.

"Well, I hope you don't regret the fact I will keep it until you do something you regret. I have control right now, and there is nothing you can do to stop me." Malfoy's lips curled into a sick smile as he eyed the ring once again.

Zeta gave him a cold look, as a pang of guilt formed in her stomach. She needed that ring, her father had given it to her on his deathbed, promising that as long as she wore it, he would be with her. It disgusted Zeta more than words could describe the fact Malfoy was wearing it.

"Now class," Began Trelawney, "One of you will look into the crystal ball, and tell the other what you see, they will look it up, and tell you what your destiny is."

"Your first Malfoy." Zeta said quickly, as she flipped the pages of her book to find love destiny's. She found it, and every word in the English language was there, but with a different defintion next to it. The definition of a cat, for example, was love will come in five years time. Zeta looked up to see Malfoy staring back at her.

"Start Malfoy, or I will tell Dumbledore about this morning." Draco laughed to himself and looked into the crystal ball. Zeta couldn't help but notice how his blonde hair fell around his eyes, when he looked into it.

"Let's see," he began, as Zeta looked back at her book, shaking her head, "I see a tree, and a snake, and a wand, and a person standing next to it all. Now, Arwin, tell me my destiny." Zeta shot him a dirty look, and looked back at the book. The tree, meant they had already met the love destiny. The snake meant it was one of their kind. The wand meant hesitation, and the person meant loss of virginity of the other.

"Malfoy, don't lie." Zeta hissed, knowing he was making it up to get her angry.

"I wasn't." He said with a laugh, looking at her, "How could I have known all of that means something signifcant?"

"You annoy me so much." Zeta told him.

"Thank you." He laughed.

"You have already found your love destiny, who is one of your own, but they are hesitant." Zeta told him dully, just wanting the class to end. She made sure she left out the last part.

"That's only three things, Arwin. What does the person mean?" Draco asked.

"Oh, I don't know." Zeta lied quickly, shutting her book, "I forgot about that one. Who cares right? It's only a stupid assignment. My turn." Zeta quickly tried to change the subject. Malfoy's destiny was not something she wanted to feel so close to right now.

"Liar." He told her shortly, "If you are not going to tell me, I will look it up myself." He took out his own book, and turned to the same page.

"Right, it says right here, the loss of virginity to the other. Like I care, I love virgins." He laughed, as Zeta's face reddened. She wanted to hex him for being such a jerk, or maybe it was the fact that he didn't see it. Maybe he didn't see the irony in it all.

"And now Arwin, your turn." He smiled slyly, leaning on the table to watch her. Zeta could feel his eyes on her, as she looked down.

Zeta looked into the ball, as the fog began to move away. She saw a ring, around a sword, leaning on a tree, and there was a dog standing next to it.

"I see a ring, a tree, a dog, and a sword. Now tell me what it all means Draco." Zeta told him, as she tried not to show her fear it would point to Draco.

"Well the ring means unwillingness, the tree means you have already met the other, the dog means fast," He cleared his throat, trying not to show his laugh, "And the sword means loss of virginity of you." He looked up, and Zeta tried not to look surprised, as if loss of virginity was nothing big. Yet it was, now Draco had now known about her virginity, which made things ten times worse.

"Well thats nice." He said, as the bell rang, Zeta was so happy she was away from him. She stood up quickly, almost knocking over the table as she did. She was the first one out of the Tower, and walked quickly down the hall, only to be caught by Draco. Zeta sighed, and kept walking, hoping he would just ignore her. No such luck.

"As I told you," He said putting his arm around her shoulder, "I love virgins, the more the merrier!" Zeta elbowed him in the rib, showing her hatred of him, and he let go, holding his chest. He walked back up to her. "Don't act like I didn't notice." He hissed angrily, "It's not irony Arwin, it's destiny, and you can't change it, and all signs of yours point to me." Zeta looked at him, anger flowing through her body, and she walked quickly to the dining hall for dinner, refusing to respond, because in the bottom of her stomach, she knew he was right.

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Zeta sat at the Slytherin dining table at dinner, alone. She didn't care though, the last thing she wanted to do was to talk about Care of Magical Creatures class anyway. Zeta got many strange looks from her classmates as they whispered walking by her. So now the entire school knows about Draco and I, wonderful.

She looked back at her food, and noticed a note sitting in front of it. She warily picked it up, wondering what it was, and who it was from. Zeta happily looked at the bottom, seeing it was from the trio.

Zeta-

After the wonderful events of this morning, we fear for your well being, and we don't want you to be in there with Draco. As Ron so nicely called it, we don't want you to become the Slytherin Slut. Meet us outside your common room at 10 o'clock tonight, and we can go to Dumbledore to sort this entire thing out.

Love Always,

Hermione

Harry

Ron

Zeta quickly stuffed the note into her pocket, and got up from the table, and walked swiftly to her common room. She checked her watch, it was six. All she had to do was avoid Malfoy for the next four hours, and her life was going to be grand. It would be perfect, or as close to perfect as Zeta could get.