Yay I'm back at last. Sorry for keeping you guys waiting, but alot has been going on in my life over the past few months and I just haven't had time or the motivation to write, until now that is. Ok so here is the next part...

"Oh don't be like this Anna" said Fred with huge puppy dog eyes as he slowly tried to worm his way back into my good books, "we said we were sorry about a million times now, you can't ignore us forever."

"Wanna bet?"

"Come on Anna you don't mean that," George placed his arm gently around my shoulder.

"Oh don't I? Do you have any idea how humiliating it is to walk around with hair that's not only luminous, but with hair that won't stay the same bloody colour for longer than five minutes? Do you realise that it not only turned a disgusting shade of orange but I also had to contend with an absolutely hideous shade of fluorescent lime green! I mean thank Merlin it was bedtime!"

The twins tried hard to keep a straight face.

I had every intention of forgiving them, but they didn't need to know that just then.

"Look Anna, we really are so very, very sorry, a-and it will never ever happen again, will it George?"

"Um, n-no, no it wont" he lied a little too unconvincingly.

"Pfffft, yeah right."

George pulled me into him "Come on little Annakins, you know we love you. Ok so Fred and I are gits to you sometimes but we'd never let anyone else be. Besides we have to admit it Anna, excluding the odd colour, you really did look fine," he purred quietly down my ear. "Especially when it was red. Hum-hum, very sexy indeed."

I bit down on my bottom lip in the hopes it would hide the smile that was trying to force its way to the surface.

"Is that a faint smile I see Anna?" asked Fred "So I take it we are forgiven?"

I looked from one twin to the other and nodded my head a fraction "S'pose."

"See Fred, flattery gets you everywhere...oww, what was that for?" George asked rubbing his upper arm where I had just "accidentally" thumped him.

"Cockiness will get you nowhere George Weasley, especially when I've only just forgiven you, besides your lucky that's all you got, you deserved more."

They both grinned cheekily.

XXXXXXXX

"Don't forget miss De'lore, 7 o'clock sharp" said Mcgonagall sternly as I bumped into her and Professor Dumbledore on my way down to dinner "And don't be late, understood?"

"Yes Professor," I replied dully at the thought of spending yet another evening with Malfoy "can't wait."

"Well De'lore, you only have yourself to blame now don't you, maybe if you yourself behaved once in a while you wouldn't find yourself in these situations and maybe Gryffindor would have a few more house points." Her glare burned through me.

I glanced at Dumbledore whose blue eyes twinkled "Another detention Anna? I think you may be going for a record."

I nodded miserably "Yep, lucky me huh?"

"I hear from Professor Mcgonagall that you and Mr Malfoy got yourselves into a rather, how shall I put it...compromsing situation."

I tittered with unease at having Dumbledore use the words "A compromising situation!" It made it sound like both parties wanted nothing more than to end up on top of one another, when in fact, nothing was further from the truth.

"Yes Professor, a small incident did in fact occur between Malfoy and me, which I strongly regret now of course but at the time I saw red."

"And your seeing red De'lore nearly caused Miss Pince to have a nervous break down." Snapped Mcgonagall "Two books destroyed by your actions, not even magic could save them. Poor Miss Pince, she was inconsolable."

I lowered my head in shame, mainly because Dumbledore stood watching.

"I hope Miss De'lore that you will lean from this and in future when you see red you will be the better person and walk away, that is of course, the only way in which we learn. Recognizing our weaknesses makes us stronger."

"Yes Professor"

Dumbledore chuckled "Well good luck with detention Anna, you may need it."

I stood and watched as the two of them walked off towards the Great Hall then vanished. I sighed deeply, suddenly feeling very miserable indeed. Losing my appetite I decided to retreat back to the common room until it was time for the dreaded detention.

XXXXXXX

"Draco," screeched Pansys voice as she waved him over "Draco, I saved you a seat."

Draco gave a low groan.

Blaise sniggered with amusement but stopped when Draco shot him a cold fleeting glare. Turning his attention back to Pansy he smiled charmingly in that Malfoy way of his.

It wasn't that he didn't like Pansy; he did. She was a great girl, but in small amounts. She was your typical average teenage witch, not bad to look at, nice enough to talk to, good pureblood family, but...that was it. To him she held no other endearing qualities and that's what he was looking for the most, something different.

Being the true Malfoy gentleman that he was, (to those he deemed worthy) he made his way over and took the seat she had indeed saved for him.

"So Draco I was um, I was just wondering, do you have a date for the Halloween dance?"

He looked up cautiously from his plate, glanced at Blaise who sat opposite with an amused smirk on his face, then back to Pansy who watched him keenly.

The answer was in fact no, he hadn't decided who he wanted to go with yet. He knew however what was coming next so he gave another answer all together "Yes Pansy as a matter of fact I do."

Her cheeks flushed "Oh, well um, ok...so who are you going with?"

Draco looked back at Blaise with an almost pleading look. For some strange reason, at that moment in time, he couldn't for the life of him think of a single girl he knew.

He grabbed hold of his goblet and took a long drink, desperate in the hopes that his brain would begin to work once more and soon.

Before he could think his so-called best friend leaned forward and rested his elbows lightly on the table. With a smirk at Draco he said "Didn't you know Pansy, Draco's taking De'lore."

Nearly choking Draco spat out his pumpkin juice, spraying Blaise and a few others in the process. Coughing and spluttering he tried to compose himself and regain some dignity.

He cruelly glared at Blaise; anger pumping through his entire body. Blaise however simple looked delighted.

"Ha, ha Blaise" he spat out through gritted teeth.

Pansy looked absolutely disgusted.

"Don't listen to him Pansy. Blaise here seems to think it amusing to lie like that. I wouldn't be seen dead with that blood traitor."

She stared at him suspiciously.

Draco cursed mentally but still managed to smile with the air and grace only a Malfoy could manage. Blaise was so going to pay for this.

"Look, what say I tell my date I can no longer go with her and I'll take you instead? After all, I was going to ask you in the first place but this poor fourth year asked me and well, I, I kind of felt bad saying no, but now I think about it, I should have been honest."

Her face lit up "Oh really Draco, you, you want to go with me?"

He nodded gracefully "Of course" he lied.

She jumped up from her seat in a state of excitement and fled to go tell her friends.

Draco slowly turned his head in Blaise's direction.

"Just you wait. I'll get you back for this Blaise." he spat noxiously "What did you go and say that for you idiot?"

"Oh come on it was only a laugh, besides I didn't force you to ask Pansy, you made that decision all by yourself."

"Only because of what you said Blaise. Did you see the look on her face when you mentioned De'lores name? And to be quite honest I really couldn't blame her. It would be all I need, Pansy talking to the wrong person then getting back to my parents. So yes Blaise, it is your fault entirely why I am now stuck going to this wretched dance with Pansy Parkinson." He snapped while slamming his fist down on the table.

"Well you could at least look on the bright side."

"Bright side! Bright side! You mean to tell me that there is in fact a bright side to all this. Please Blaise, enlighten me cause I'm absolutely dying to know."

"At least you don't have the hassle of trying to find a date anymore."

Draco raised an eye cynically "I'm a Malfoy Blaise. Malfoy's don't have hassle in finding dates. Incase you hadn't noticed I wasn't have any hassle what so ever. I had the pick of them, but not now, now that's already been decided hasn't it?" he looked at him with a sneer.

Blaise tittered to himself in amusement.

"Just wait Blaise, just you wait."

XXXXXXXX

I tried to open the door several times but to no avail, it was locked.

I huffed and pressed my back up against the cold stone wall outside the Transfiguration classroom while I waited for Mcgonagall and ferret boy to arrive.

It wasn't like me to be early for this kind of thing, but the look I received from Mcgonagall earlier left no doubt in my mind she meant business, so I made sure I got there early. I waited a few minutes, impatiently huffing and puffing and tapping my feet until I heard footsteps approaching.

I turned and smiled "There he is look, my favourite person in the whole wide world."

"Shut it De'lore,"

"Yes, I'm fine thanks Malfoy cheers for askin, and yourself?"

"I thought I told you to shut it De'lore," he snapped

"You see Malfoy that's what I like about you, always so nice and polite."

He looked at me in a deadly manner "Do you never do as you're told woman? Now for the last time shut it, be quiet, don't talk...understand? I'm in no mood tonight De'lore so if you know what's good for you I suggest you take my advice."

I smiled sweetly "Anything for you Malfoy, consider it done, not another peep out of me."

He shook his head and spied me with suspicion "Why do I not believe a single word you just said?"

I simply smiled, not saying another word until Mcgonagall finally came.

"Mr Malfoy, Miss De'lore, please take a seat."

Malfoy sat down at one table while I was about to sit at another.

"Ah, ah, ah," said Mcgonagall firmly "together."

We both looked at her a little confused.

"Do you not understand simple English Mr Malfoy, Miss De'lore? I would like the two of you to sit together, now get a move on. De'lore you can join Malfoy...chop, chop."

I slowly dragged myself in his direction wondering what on earth was going on.

"I don't need to remind you why the two of you are here. I am quite sure you haven't forgotten how foolish you made yourselves look only a few days ago in the library...no I didn't think so. Ok so on with your detention and what you shall be doing tonight, well the simple answer to that is absolutely nothing." She gave a small half smile.

That was the kind of detention I liked!

"Before you get too excited De'lore, you may want to hear what Professor Dumbledore has to say." She indicated with her hand to the door behind us.

We both turned our heads and saw Dumbledore stood at the doorway dressed in fantastic lilac robes with hat to match.

As usual his blue eyes sparkled and twinkled warmly. He nodded politely and gracefully strode to the front of the classroom to join Mcgonagall.

I felt my heart beat a little faster; never in all my years in detention had Dumbledore attended a single one, boy this wasn't good.

He chuckled "Don't look so worried Anna, it's not that bad."

Ok still wasn't reassured.

"Right, I won't keep you wondering any longer." His eyes rested upon me "Anna, as I am sure you are aware this is a regular thing for you, to find yourself in detention, is that not correct?"

I nodded as the panic began to set in.

I would have expected something like this off Snape, and quite even from Mcgonagall, but Dumbledore? Thee Dumbledore that I absolutely adored. Thee Dumbledore who was the kindest, loveliest wizard in the entire universe? And here he was about to teach me some kind of lesson!

I continued to look at him in a half innocent, half guilty manner as he spoke once more

"And I am sure you know that quite a lot of them were given because somewhere along the line it had something to do with a Slythrein, is that not also correct Anna?"

I nodded again, "Yes sir."

"At the start of term feast, I made a speech about how our enemies should become our allies in these very dark times. We need to get along, stop all this petty fighting and so, Professor Mcgonagall and I have decided that the two of you shall spend the next few hours in this room alone, getting to know one another better, and most importantly getting along."

I breathed a sigh of relief, it really wasn't as bad as I was expecting and from the look on Malfoy's face he was thinking the same thing. But Dumbledore soon put a stop to that.

"Before you get ahead of yourselves," he said raising a hand "You will note, that I did say getting along. But alas, for the two of you that is not possible, so, we shall just have to make sure that you do."

I felt my eyes widen as the good old panic returned "A-an how exactly w-will you do that Professor Dumbledore...Sir?"

"By magic of course De'lore" Mcgonagall answered for him sounding almost thrilled.

So much for student loyalty!

It was no secret I couldn't stand Snape but at least he would favour his own students, unlike Mcgonagall who treated us all the same, not that she shouldn't of course, but a little leeway here and there would be greatly appreciated from time to time. However unless your name was Harry or you were a model student like Hermione you didn't stand a chance.

"And what exactly are you planning on doing to us?" came Malfoy's voice from beside me his tone harsh.

"A simple spell Mr Malfoy" answered Dumbledore "nothing life threatening don't worry. Now lets begin shall we?" he drew out his wand and walked slowly towards us.

I gave a low squeal and gulped hard. Oh boy!

XXXXXXX

"Oi Malfoy, feel any different?" I asked as soon as the door locked firmly shut. The two of us alone in the transfiguration classroom.

He shook his head and grunted a barley audible reply.

We hadn't been told what effects the spell would have on us, only that if we said anything nasty or unkind to one another the spell would kick in and we may be shocked by the consequences.

Now most people wouldn't want to know, but I was not most people. I was absolutely burstng to find out what spell we were under. In fact it was killing me not knowing.

I averted my gaze in Malfoy's direction who looked back as if there was something seriously wrong with me.

I started bite my fingernails and became restless. The suspense was un-real.

Malfoy continued to look at me strangely "What in the name of Merlin is the matter with you woman?"

"Aren't you curious Malfoy, to know what spell's been put on us?"

"No" he said bluntly "Why on earth would I care or even want to find that out, I'm not stupid De'lore,"

"Not even the tiniest bit curious Malfoy?"

"No, not in the slightest. Now lets just sit here in silence shall we? Oh and by the way De'lore stop chewing on you fingers, it really isn't pleasant."

I gave him a small glare but did as he asked "You see the thing is Malfoy, not knowing really is driving me crazy, the temptation is getting far to much to handle. I don't know how much longer I can keep quiet for."

He look alarmed "Are you insane woman? What ever you do De'lore don't say another word. I'm warning you...we don't have any idea what that spell was or who it will effect and I for one am not going to suffer the repercussions because of your curiosity...understand?"

"I'm sure it will only effect me Malfoy"

"And you know that for a fact do you De'lore?"

"W-well no but..."

"Well then"

I lowered my head moodily, Malfoy was a spoilsport.

I sat slightly annoyed at the disappointment I felt at not getting my own little way and began to sulk untill I realised I owed Malfoy absolutly nothing. I frowned at myself; what in the name of Merlin was I doing? Since when did I ever do as I was told and since when did I do what Malfoy said?

Even more annoyed at myself for my momentary lapse of insanity I smiled coyly. Malfoy was watching me with a slightly amused look on his face which soon disappeared when he saw the expression on mine.

"Don't you dare De'lore"

I smiled sweetly "Sorry honey but make me..."

"De'lore I mean it."

"Malfoy you're a prat, in fact more than a prat, you're thee biggest self-centred, egotistical, narcissistic, big headed, arrogant arsehole I have ever had the misfortune to meet." I said as quickly as I could.

The effects were almost instantaneous.

My face screwed up as I gave a high-pitched squeal of pain, my body convulsed uncontrollably as a short, sharp, shock rippled throughout my whole body, sending horrible tingles all the way down to my toes.

Dumbledore's warning was not just a passing comment when he said "shocking consequences" he meant it literally.

I heard a roar of arrogant laughter come from Malfoy as I sat there with my face scrunched up like a wrinkled old hag.

I opened my mouth ready to tell him to shut the hell up but thought better of it; really, I had no wish at present to try that again!

I watched him nearly fall from his seat as he laughed so hard.

Finally he calmed down and looked at me with delight, still sniggering to himself now and again.

"Oh come on De'lore don't look at me like that. Even you have to admit that was hilarious... you should have seen you face."

I said nothing.

"Don't tell me if it had been the other way around you wouldn't have laughed De'lore, because you know full well would have...besides I hope you have finally learned your lesson, play with fire De'lore and you get your fingers burned"

"Yes, yes ok"

He chuckled to himself once more causing me; despite all the will power I possessed to chuckle along with him. Merlin I really was a fool! But at least I was able to laugh at myself unlike some people.

But what amazed me the most was for the first time ever, we actually laughed together like two people who had been mates for years. It was the strangest sensation ever, yet somehow it felt natural.

Then silence followed.

The next half an hour seemed to drag by as we said nothing. For some reason we both seemed to prefer the uncomfortable silence, which in a way was good, no talking meant no shocks.

Though I had to admit it was starting to take its toll on both of us. Even Malfoy was huffing and puffing like nobodys business.

"Oh this is ridiculous" he said after a few minutes "I'm slowly being driven insane. I can't stand it any longer. De'lore do something."

"Me?" I said slightly puzzled "And what exactly do you expect me to do Malfoy?"

"I don't know," he snapped irritated "you're the one who can never be quiet or do as they are told, you're the one who is always up to something to ease the boredom, so ease the boredom already."

I stared at him bemused before turning my attention back to the desk. I studied the groves and indents that had been made on the wooden surface over the many years of being in the school, fascinating I know! But I was determined the rest of the detention would run smoothly.

I could do it. I was strong. I was confident. I was able, I was...I was...I was bored thats what I was. Oh Merlin I was soooo, soooo bloody bored!

I placed my head on the table and gave a low cry of frustration; this really was my idea of hell.

I hated to admit it but Malfoy was right, something needed to be done; there was no way I could do this for another hour and a half, even if my life depended on it.

"See De'lore, you're just as bored as I am aren't you?"

Not moving from my slumped position on the desk I answered "And what if I am Malfoy, what d'you suggest? We can't do the usual and wind one another up or annoy the hell out of each other because of a certain spell. And do you really expect the two of us to have a civilized conversation? Act as if the passed five years never happened. I can't quite see that happening can you?"

Silence descended upon us once again for what seemed like an age.

Never would I admit it to another living soul but I was so glad when Malfoy took the first step in trying out his conversation skills with me. For the first time in my life I was actually delighted to hear his voice!

"So De'lore, I see your hair is back to normal."

"Yeah," I replied lazily as I sat up and faced him trying not to look too eager "the spell slowly wore off and this morning, hay presto back to normal."

He nodded uncomfortably with a look that said he really wasn't interested nor could he give a damn, but under the circumstances what else could he do "So, um, um, how er, how did they manage it, to um make it turn different colours?"

"A sweet...from, from Zonko's."

"Right" he nodded again. Boy this was riveting stuff!

"Ok that's it." I piped up after our pathetic effort at a conversation had died a miserable death. "Malfoy your attempt at a good old natter really leaves a lot to be desired, you know that"

"Well I don't see you doing any better De'lore," he snapped, his blue eyes turning icy.

"Wow, wow, wow mister. I suggest you knock down that tone an octave or two, unless that is you fancy having a thousand bolts of electricity surge through you body."

Malfoy frowned "Do you mind saying that in English De'lore."

"I did,"

"No you were on about bolts a-an lec er, lect or letric..."

"Electricity you mean."

"Whatever,"

I giggled at his annoyed look "Electricity Malfoy. It is a power source that muggles use for lighting and a lot more other stuff, which I'm not to sure about, but I do no its dangerous and can shock you. Funnily enough they call it an electric shock. Now if you had taken muggle studies you would have known exactly what I was on about."

Malfoy stared at me with a disgusted look but said nothing.

"Well" I clasped my hands together "that killed that conversation too. I have to say we're doing really well with this talking business."

"Why do you do it De'lore?" he asked out of the blue in a serious manner.

"Um, you couldn't be just a little more specific in your questioning Malfoy, kinda have no clue as to what it is I actually do, it could be one of many things."

"You know, hang around with mudbl...um I mean muggle borns, and people like the Weasley's."

"Well why wouldn't I?"

"You come from a rich and powerful bloodline De'lore, surely you have been brought up with the true meaning of the wizarding world. I'm sure you know what I mean and I don't need to spell it out for you"

"Yes" I snipped "I know exactly what you mean Malfoy. I just don't see where you're going with this. We both know where it will lead and I don't believe it's the best time to talk about something like this."

"Yes it is De'lore because we have to do it calmly, its the perfect time if you ask me...tell me cause I'm curious, from what Father has said, your grandparents on your mothers side were true wizards through and through and god forbid any muggle who crossed their path, is that true De'lore?"

"Well as your father seems to know so much about my family, why not save your questions and direct them to him. I'm sure he'll delight in telling you all you want to know." I said as calmly as possible.

"But I want to hear it from you De'lore, why else would I be asking if I didn't."

Malfoy was digging for information about family members that had long since gone. In my own personal opinion the world was a better place without them but the question remained would I tell Malfoy what he wanted to know.

"Oh come on De'lore its not a difficult question."

"I know. Its just maybe I don't wish to answer."

Malfoy smirked "Your brother Corwen, he was in Slytherin wasn't he?"

"Yes and you know he was. So what is your point exactly?"

"No point, merely curious to know what the reaction was from your parents when their precious daughter was put into Slythrein's most rivalled house."

I shook my head idly "It didn't bother them one way or another Malfoy, sorry to disappoint."

He smirked deeper "I don't believe you De'lore."

That was it. I'd been calm as long as was humanly possible and now the slimy git was starting to annoy me. To hell with the shock treatment, it would be worth it. I leaned forward slightly and could feel my facial features tense.

"You know what Malfoy, I really couldn't give a rats arse what you may or may not believe. It has nothing to do with you so why don't you shut that huge trap of yours or I'll do it for you. Shock or no blood shock understand?" Once again the effects were almost instant, my face scrunched up in pain as I gave a shrill cry. My whole body rippled with uncomfortable tingles as I waited for the effects to pass.

Malfoy sat smugly; clearly enjoying the show "Hit a raw nerve did I De'lore?"

I spied him through hateful eyes but said nothing.

"You know come to think of it" he continued, "You did mention your family in the last detention remember. Now let me think...you said that...that they were never there or something along those lines, but for some reason they had changed...now it wouldn't have had anything to do with a third child by any chance would it? A little sister that died perhaps?"

I jumped to my feet "Malfoy you son of a bitc...owww" I shrieked as Dumbledores spell took effect yet again.

It was a blessing in disguise however because honestly, I think I may have killed the prat.

I slowly sat down not looking at him and faced the front of the classroom. How the hell did he know about that, then again it was no doubt from his Father?

It was all quiet for a few seconds before Malfoy spoke again. I nearly didn't recognise his voice, all the coldness, arrogance and superiority had vanished from his tone making him sound almost normal and actually concerned, maybe thats why I eventually told him what he wanted to know

"Its true then, you did have a sister?"

"Yeah" I answered after a while, still not looking at him "She died a few months after I stared here. My brother and I blamed our parents, if they had acted like proper parents in the first place and actually took an active roll in bringing us up then maybe she'd still be alive today, but that was my parents for you. That's why we moved to Wales, for a fresh start."

I sat there unable to comprehend why I had told Malfoy of all people something that was so personal and privet to me. I had hardly spoken about it to my closest friends. I knew I wouldn't divulge anything else to him, but the strangest thing was, it didn't feel wrong and I somehow knew that what I had told him would not go any further.

Maybe he had a better understanding of what I was saying he had after all been brought up in a similar way to me.

I eventually turned in my seat and faced Malfoy "Found out what you wanted Malfoy. Can we drop it now?"

He didn't speak, just simply nodded.

We spent the rest of the detention in silence.