It has taken me ages to update, and i'm sorry to those who read my story. Good old computers and there amazing ability to pack up, don't ya just love em? Anyway lets get on with it then...

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"How much longer before it's ready?" I asked, leaning forward and resting my elbows on the desk

"Pretty much done" replied Zabini

"Why the sudden interest De'lore, thought you were adamant about not taking it"

"Oh you don't need to worry Malfoy, I still haven't changed my mind" lifting my head a little I peered into the cauldron scrunching up my nose at the liquid that resided within it.

"You know you shall only make matters worse for yourself De'lore. If you don't test it Snape will not be happy." Malfoy said arrogantly

"Then Snape can go kiss me where the sun don't shine. There is no way I will test it...I mean who knows what ridiculous, sick, perverted questions you'll conjure up between you, a-and another thing, what happens if you haven't brewed it correctly and you end up killing me...oh no, no, no, no I don't think so" I stated with a firm shake of my head.

"Please De'lore don't do that" Malfoy said

"Do what?" I asked questionably

"Please don't build my hopes up like that, I hate disappointment." He said actually looking disappointed, he gave a huge sigh then carried on "Unfortunately De'lore it will not kill you, Blaise and I do not take extra advanced potions lessons for nothing you know. Unlike some we do actually know what we are doing."

"For your information Malfoy" I said indignantly "I got an E in my OWLS for potions. It may not be the oh so shiny O that you are used too but it proves I do in fact know how to brew a potion, just because Snape's prejudice and makes out we are all rubbish and gives us low marks doesn't mean that we are" I sat up straight folding my arms "Oh and by the way, if you are so cleaver and know what you are doing then why in Merlin's name do I need to test it"

"Punishment De'lore, that is the reason you're here after all...remember"

I gave a low chuckle "Well, as I'm not going to test it and hopefully I've succeeded in annoying the hell out of you, I wouldn't really call it a punishment at all"

Malfoy picked up a vial, spooning some of the veritaserum into it he gazed at me hungrily with a very small but defined smirk then he held it up "Oh but it will be."

"You cant make me take it Malfoy...I-I mean what are you going to do force it upon me?"

His smirk grew deeper and his cold blue eyes twinkled maliciously, he tilted his head slightly to the side angling it perfectly "If I have to" he said slowly and quietly.

There was no mistaking the conviction in his words. I swallowed hard; alarm bells going off in my head, the evil bastard would do it and all. Shit! What was I going to do? There was no doubt, I could most defiantly take care of, and handle myself but against the strength of Malfoy and Zabini combined I stood no chance. I could always hex them or turn them into something slimy! I had to admit the thought was tempting, but then it dawned on me, Snape would no doubt find out and make the rest of my school life an absolute misery, which he did try to do most of the time anyway but harming his precious, favourite students would mean eternal damnation. Oh bugger! Why oh why couldn't I be a good student, just like Hermione? Sit down, do my work like a good little girl and keep my big, fat mouth shut!!!

I slowly looked up at Malfoy; he was still holding the vial smugly in front of him and his lips formed into thee biggest, self-righteous smirk I have ever seen. Oh yes, the twerp was really loving this!

"I told you De'lore...didn't I tell you, you'd get what was coming? And this De'lore, this is just the beginning."

My eyes narrowed into tiny little slits, boy did I want to lunge at the foul git and destroy that perfectly formed face of his. It was a real struggle not to either as I glared at him a while longer, before finally gaving in.

"Fine" I spat out sourly "Fine, I'll test the bloody potion...but not untill five minuets before Snape is due back, if I have to test the damn thing then I at least want it to last long enough to tell Snape what I really think of him! At least then I can't get into trouble he's the one who's told me to take it after all."

Malfoy and Zabini looked at one another, they seemed to be having a silent conversation but seconds later there attention was back on me.

"Make it fifteen and you have a deal," said Zabini arching an eyebrow.

A deal, oh yeah some deal! But really what choice did I have? It was either that or have Malfoy manhandle me and that thought really was disturbing.

I sighed heavily "Do I have a choice?" I said moodily.

"Not really" said Malfoy amused "and besides you should really be thanking us"

"Thanking you, for what?" I scoffed

"You see De'lore I wanted you to take this now" he said looking at the small vial.

"Then why agree?"

Zabini answered, "Well normally we wouldn't but at the mention of Snape, well lets just say it was worth a little sacrifice on our part"

"Gee thanks" I said sarcastically "Your all heart"

"Your welcome" Malfoy's smug voice

My eyes furrowed again as I slumped back in my chair, folded my arms and sulked grumpily as the time ticked by slowly, completely prolonging my agony.
Merlin I swear I'd never be bad again.

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"Open wide De'lore" Malfoy's voice sang in pleasure as he towered over me looking totally and utterly thrilled at my demise. I shook my head firmly keeping my lips tightly closed.

He smirked teasingly at me "Come on De'lore, we had a deal remember."

I bit nervously down on my bottom lip.

"Oh don't be scared De'lore, where's that good old Gryffendor bravery your supposed to have?" he chuckled drolly

Boy was he loving this "You really are a smug, first class prat, you know that"

His simple response was an even bigger smirk and a perfectly arched eyebrow; there was nothing I could say at this moment in time that would wipe that cocky amused look from his face.

"Come on De'lore, we promise to be good little Slythrein's, and not tell anybody about what you may say" he mocked.

Bastard!!

My heart beat faster, my mouth was dry and I was extremely nervous but hopefully it didn't show too much as I gazed up at him from where I sat. I swallowed hard "Fine Malfoy, just bloody get it over with"

He stepped closer, bringing up one hand and placing it firmly on my chin; lifting it he tilted my head back slightly as he brought up his other hand that contained the vial of truth potion. I closed my eyes took in a deep breath and then slowly began to open my mouth. Oh for the love of Merlin, what was I doing?!!!!

I felt a few drops of the tasteless potion fall gently on my tongue before I swallowed. Malfoy released his grip so I straightened my head opened my eyes and blinked several times. Zabini sat himself on the edge of the table while Malfoy graded a chair and placed it next to mine.

"So what's your full name?" Zabini asked getting straight down to business.

"Anna Elisabeth De'lore" I answered instantly.

"Age"

"15...but you bloody know that anyway" I snapped with a frown.

Zabini ignored me and carried on with the questioning"When's your birthday?"

"November 20th." Boy was this stuff good! I had told myself not to answer, but no sooner had he asked the question my answer was out before I even had time to register what I was going to say.

"What part of the country are you from?"

"Originally from Yorkshire, but moved to North Wales nearly four years ago"

Zabini nodded then glanced over to Malfoy "I think it's safe to say it working Draco"

Malfoy leaned forward eagerly, resting his elbows on the upper part of his leg "So...De'lore" he said slowly "What am I going to ask first?" he placed a finger on his chin and pondered thoughtfully. I gave a small grunt and glared at him.

"Right...let me see...hmm...ha yes...who and when was your first kiss"

I quickly threw my hands over my mouth, my eyes widened as I spoke into my hands. I wasn't at all surprised at the question but it was my business not there's.

"What was that De'lore?" Malfoy mussed

I gave another muffled answer. He shook his head, got to his feet and kneeled down in front of me "Now, now De'lore, play fair" he said bringing up both hands, placing them on my wrists and pulling at them forcefully until my mouth was uncovered.

"Bastard" I spat bitterly as he firmly held my hands in place.

"No, I don't believe that is the answer i was after De'lore, so come on answer the question, who was your first kiss and when?"

"Neville Longbottom" I said at once, only to be greeted with laughter as Malfoy and Zabini held their sides in absolute stitches.

"Longbottom!" he scoffed "Longbottom!!"

"It was a dare" I said defensively "Back in first year."

"A-and you a-actually went through w-with it" he managed to get out through snorts

"A dares a dare, and besides Neville is a lovely person"

"Ha Longbottom."

I couldn't help the small smile that crept on my lips; Neville Longbottom was lovely in every way he really was, but he was just so clumsy and nervous most of the time that it caused him no end of problems, usually causing him to make a fool of himself the poor love.

"Ok, so who was your first boyfriend?" Zabini asked after calming down

"Dean Thompson, second year, lasted three months"

Both Zabini and Malfoy screwed up there noses in disgust

"A mudblood?" Zabini stated harshly

"No Zabini, a muggle born"

"There's no difference," snapped Malfoy

"Yes there is...one is the polite and correct manner in which to address them and the other is only used by stuck up, arrogant, narrow minded rich kids...like yourselves"

Malfoy sneered "Whatever De'lore...ok lets carry on, have you ever kissed Potter or been involved with him in any way other than friends?"

I shook my head "No"

"Weasley?"

"Which one?"

"Any"

"George"

Once again Malfoy looked disgusted as he shook his head "De'lore, you really do need to higher your standards. Longbottom, a mudblood and now a Weasel...I mean do you have you no shame?"

"George so happens to be one of my best friend. We had a brief relationship and realised friends was all it would ever be so we finished...besides Malfoy you really have no room to talk, Parkinson, Owens, Blake, McGhee, Donaldson, Reynolds, the list is endless...but lets face it there not exactly bless in the looks department now are they? Infact if you look closely you'll even find they all in some way or another resemble some sort hideous animal"

Zabini snorted and tried to disguise it with a cough, while Malfoy's grip on my wrists got rather tight as he shot him a look.

He turned back to me with a sneer; I smiled sweetly "Hay just being truthful!"

"And you believe yourself better do you?"

Oh boy! "Of course, even Felicity Davidson from Hufflepuff is prettier than them lot and believe me that really is saying something" Bitch, bitch, bitch. I hate veritaserum!

Zabini snorted again and this time even Malfoys lips twitched slightly "So whom should I go out with then? Someone like you, perhaps?"
It was my turn to snort, "Malfoy I really don't give a rats arse who you go out with, just as long as it's definitely not, and I repeat, not me"

He simply shrugged "What about Blaise, would you go out with him?"

"Nope...Malfoy I would rather stick my head in a dragons mouth than ever go out with a Slytherin,"

I rolled my eyes at these two they really were thick. They both had a rare opportunity here to find out everything they could involving Gryffendor's, from what we got up to, to whether we were planning any nasty little surprise for the Slythrein's, but no, they were thinking with there egos and what resided between there legs, far to interested in my love life. Not that I wasn't thankful of course I was, I mean they couldn't help it if they were stupid enough to overlook something that us Gryffendor's would not, but what else can you expect from Slytherin's?

"Who else have you been with?"

I sighed heavily and shook my head "Christian Smith from Ravenclaw" I said uninterested, glancing over at the large hourglass that stood in the corner, noting it was nearly empty meaning Snape would be back any minuet "look guys, as fantastic as this has been I am getting rather bored, so could we finish this now? Snape will be here in a second and I really would like the energy to piss him off"

My words remained unheard as the two carried right on...have you kissed bla, bla, bla, would you go out with so and so...I mean really, they were so predictable!!

Finally the door swung open and in strode Snape. I really couldn't believe how I felt when I saw him. I was actually pleased to see him!