Disclaimer:

Me: I've decided that I'm going to keep Draco here with me, and he'll narrate with me, and help me with the disclaimer and stuff, on all my Harry Potter stories.

Draco: You still don't own me though. Or any of the other characters.

Me: Dang.

10:37 AM to 10:44 AM

"Malfoy?"

"GAHH! What?"

"Why is your arm around me?"

"My arm is not… Holy crap! Who did this?"

"Apparently, Malfoy, you did."

"I didn't!"

"Why is your cloak on top of us?

"I don't know. Seriously. When I went to sleep I was on the opposite wall, and my cloak was around only me."

"So you just expect me to believe that some magical force pushed you toward me but your arm around me, and put your cloak over both of us?"

"…Yes…"

"Sure."

"I'm serious!"

"…Are you…blushing, Malfoy?"

"No, I'm NOT!"

"Yes you are. Your cheeks are rose colored."

"Roses can be white."

"Let me rephrase that then… Your cheeks are red rose colored."

"Go away."

"Trust me, I want to. But, unfortunately there is no way out of this broom cupboard."

"I just wish that I had skipped breakfast like I had wanted to this morning. Then I wouldn't have been stuck in here."

"Malfoy… this sickens me to say I'm actually kinda that glad you're here with me. I was so bored when you weren't here, and with you here… I'm not as bored."

"Well… that was unexpected."

"It helped fill the awkward silence that has been annoying us for an hour or so."

"Well…er…*cough*… I'm glad that you're, um, in here with me, um, so that I don't *cough* die of boredom."

"Thanks, kinda."

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you want to go to breakfast this morning?"

"Um… pass."

"Malfoy."

"I said pass."

"Tell me."

"I don't want to tell you. Why should I? It's my own to know, and for everyone else not to! So stop badgering me!"

"…"

Awkward silence for about 6 minutes

10:51 AM to 10:57 AM

"Granger?"

"Do you feel less angry, or are you going to yell at me about not invading your personal bubble or whatever?"

"I'm sorry."

"…"

"I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just… don't want to tell anyone about this, okay? I mean, you may not understand, but right now, my life had been kinda stressful. After the Dark Lord was killed, people have questioned where my family's loyalties are. We have tried to convince we have seen the Light, figuratively speaking, but some don't believe us. Some people are trying to convince the Ministry to throw us all in Azkaban, but enough people have come together to help us, some of them were very unexpected. So instead, we have to be monitored constantly, and all of my thoughts have to be displayed against my will to the Ministry. The point is, my life is really stressful, and sometimes it seems like everyone knows my thoughts, and I just want them to myself. I remember the time…before now, when there really wasn't any peace. It was terrible, but at least I had most of my thoughts to myself."

"It's okay Malfoy. I know how you feel. When I was in The Order of the Phoenix, I had to tell everything I knew to people that I barely even knew. If I didn't want to, then they'd use Legilimency on me. I had literally know thoughts o myself, which is kinda understandable. With the thought of someone being a traitor, everyone was on edge.