A/N: Aww. Not a lot of people reviewed. Actually, only one did. *chuckles* Anyways, a lot of people are making this story a favorite, so maybe they were just too lazy to review. So I'll forgive you...for now. Just kidding. Continue on!

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Can't Have Me – Chapter 2: Clenching Fists

Draco's POV

"What are you smiling on about?"

I was in the royal compartment (that was what Blaise called it) with Pansy Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle, Blaise, and the Weaselette. I didn't really care if she was a Gryffindor or not; as much as I hate to say it, they aren't that bad. I would give special exceptions to anyone, as long as they're not part of the Golden Trio.

"Draco, are you even listening to me?" It was Pansy. She had wrapped herself around my arm, and I was disgusted. The pug-faced woman may have one of the best bodies in Hogwarts, but she was still...ugh. I mean, we broke up in the end of our sixth year, and she still thinks I'm her boyfriend. "Are you smiling because you see me?"

I removed my hand from her roughly. "No, I'm not, actually." Crabbe snickered.

I wanted to hurt her feelings, so maybe she'd stop flirting with me but no such luck. She even smiled while rewrapping herself around my arm.

"You don't mean that, Drakie." God, I flinched at that stupid nickname. I pulled my arm away from her again, but giving her a slight shove. I moved away from her too, so she couldn't reach me.

But, as usual, she moved closer.

I stood up and after giving a death glare at Parkinson (which she smiled at, mind you), I said, "I can't spend another second with you, you pug. I'm glad this is the second to the last time I'll ride the train with you."

"But Drakie-" she started to say, but I already stormed out of the room.

I walked forward in the narrow hallway a few steps and looked to my side. There it was, the Golden Trio's compartment. Granger was staring at the floor, as if thinking hard. Potty and Weasel were chatting in a tremendous speed. I smiled to myself.

I slowly slid the door in order for them not to notice. As expected, Granger continued staring at the floor, thinking, while the other two were arguing furiously what broom was the fastest of all brooms. I silently sat beside Weasel, which was the only seat left. I can't believe no one has noticed yet that the Slytherin Prince was in their compartment!

I coughed.

Potter stopped talking and turned to look at me with widened eyes. Weasley just glanced to the side, saw me, and clenched his jaw. Granger looked up from the floor, and when she saw my face, she stood up with her arms crossed.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE?" She shouted.

I wanted to smile at her outburst, but instead I continued to look innocent. "I'm sitting across from you, beside Weasel, and in your compartment, that's what I'm doing."

"Malfoy, why don't you just go back to your compartment?" Potter asked in an exasperated tone.

I dropped my innocent look and went back to my one-of-a-kind smirk. "And sit beside my pet pug? No way, Potter."

"Pet pug? That's what you call one of your friends?" Weasley asked.

I nodded slowly.

"That's it." Granger muttered and she pulled me from my seat. Before I could protest, she was pushing me out of the compartment. But before she could close the door, I managed to mutter, "You're totally not going to get your wand back."

That stopped her. She opened the door again slowly, with only a space for her head to fit in. "Be a good boy, Malfoy, and give it back," she said in a low tone with a freaky smile.

"What if I don't?" I replied, smirking.

"Don't make me hurt you."

"You couldn't hurt a fly."

"Maybe, but I could hurt a Malfoy."

"I could defend against a Granger, too."

"Just give it back, you ferret."

"Again, what if I don't?"

"I warned you."

Before I could even register what she just said, she opened the door widely and jumped on me. Soon enough, I was lying on the floor, with her straddling me. She tried to rip of my coat so she could get her wand in the inside pocket, but I held on to it. For the next few minutes, we were in that position.

Potty and Weasel probably wondered what Granger and I were doing, so they took a peek outside. Some other people in other compartments heard our racket and took a peek outside too. They all gasped.

"Granger, I think you should stop now."

She looked at me incredulously. "Why would I want to do that?"

And when I didn't answer, she took a look around her, and yes, we were surrounded by a circle of students. Most of them were in our year, actually, which is really great. (Oh, and if you missed it, there was definitely sarcasm there.)

"Holy..." Granger muttered, and I noticed that she was still holding on to my coat. Oh no. This...The other people...They might think...

I heard a few cameras snap.

There was an awkward silence.

Finally, Granger grabbed the opportunity to stand up quickly. "This is NOT what you think it is."

I also stood up quickly, buttoning my coat. I knew my face was tomato red of embarrassment. I kept quiet.

"Then...what is it?" I heard someone say in the crowd. But before Granger could explain, the train rang its very loud and annoying alarm, followed by the deafening reminders of the speaker. I heard Granger grunt – or maybe it was a sigh, I don't know – and went back to her compartment. I followed suit by going in the royal compartment and grabbing my suitcase.

When I got outside, the crowd was gone, and I sighed in relief. I quickly went outside the train, and saw Granger, dragging her heavy suitcase outside. I smirked and when I passed her, I muttered under my breath, "Thanks for the 'shag'."

She immediately turned red and ran after me. "You sick bastard!"

I ignored her, instead I continued walking.

A/N: Oh, I love this chapter. I mean, I didn't even have an idea on what to write here until I got to that moment. Wait, did you get what I just said? Never mind. Please, I beg of you, PLEASE REVIEW! If you don't, I won't continue this because I'll think you hate it. :( Thanks to HaveYouMetTed for being the only one who reviewed. :| Okay, goodbye now!