Sorry it's been taking me a while to update... im almost done typing up what i've written so far... so it may be a little while before i update again

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disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. This story (and the new characters) are all mine :)

Chapter 13: Talking Problems

"Gargh blach larck shahgggck" Words could not express the hideous pains overwhelming Alina's head. After ten minutes or so she was done vomitting and went to wash up. Selena was still sound asleep, looking as peaceful as wever.

She didn't want to see Draco- or rather, for Draco to see her. She knew he had been there last night but couldn't remember details. Nevertheless, her stomach was begging to be fed. In only an oversized t-shirt and knit slippers she made her way down the kitchen. Already she could smell cinnamon and coffee.

"Morning." she smiled meekly.

"Morning- you feeling alright?" he asked, setting his cup down.

"Yea, I'm fine."

"You don't look fine."

"Trust me- I'll be okay."

"Eat." She obeyed, and took a bite of the cinnamon wafles. Subconsciously she slightly moaned; they were delicious.

"They're good, I'm guessing." he smiled and he stood behind her, wrapping one arm around her waist. She tensed and froze. His arm felt warm and good where it was but something was tugging on the back of her mind and she didn't feel right.

"Sorry," he said softly. Something overcame her just then, as he started to leave. She caught his arm, and he was startled but curious as he came closer to her. Still sitting on the stool she reached up to pull his face towards hers and kissed him. He placed one hand on the small of her back, the other on her thigh. As her delicate lips collided with his, she felt a different, new, odd sensation run though her entire body. They broke apart slowly and his eyes bore into hers.

'Did you just-'

'I did.'

'But-'

'I don't know.' she looked down and he lifted her chin.

'Stay here with me today.' he thought silently.

'I can't.'

'Why not?'

'Draco, I can't.'

He sighed with frustration- she was back to being stubborn again. 'Please?' It was abnormal for him to be asking or to be begging anyone for anything, but this was a different situation and a different person.

'I'm sorry Draco.'

'Of course you are.' he said, dripping with sarcasm, and shook his head. 'So am I.' He was angry this time- she kept confusing him, and he had no control left over his emotions. He was like a marionette and she was just simply pulling his emotions in every direction.

'Draco-'

'Forget it.'

Hopelessly Alina watche dhim disappear and broke down. She hardly knew herself anymore. What her heart felt was clouded by feelings of guilt, of regret, of depression, and Alina hardly could tell what she wanted. But she had a feeling that what she wanted had just walked out the door.

That whole Sunday she waited for him, thinking. She paced the common room, constantly looking out the window, in hopes of seeing him amongst the crowds. Meanwhile Draco was flying to blow off steam, his thoughts continuously racing back to Alina. Finally, after what seemed like hours of flying, he flew by Alina's balcony and saw her step outside, still in her oversized t-shirt. He lowered himself down to her balcony. Her currently blue gray eyes were tinted with hope- the shocking resemblance her eyes had to his kept him silent, as he gazed at them, wondering what he had done to himself.

"Mind if I get a ride?" she asked. Wordlessly he hoisted her up in front of him and he took his cloak off to cover her. Silently they rode like that together, and she leaned her head back into his chest and closed her eyes. She failed to notice the various people now staring, including the Golden Trio, Ginny, and her sister.

"Uh.. Selena.. that's your sister, isn't it?" Neville asked, confused. Harry and Ron themselves were dumbfounded, thinking that the time when a Gryffindor associated with a Slytherin (let a lone Malfoy of all people) would mean that it was the end of the world.

"Yup." Selena smiled, a bit jealous. "She's finally back."

"Where did she go?" Neville asked. Selena only chucked and took Neville's hand as they walked inside.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on anytime soon?"

"No." She answered, knowing what he was referrign to. He knew who David was, but not what had happened.

"Do you enjoy being aggravating?"

"No, I just enjoy aggravating you." she replied, still resting her head against his chest, the warmth from his body warming her cold, shivering body. Noticing how cold she was he wrapped his cloak tighter around her. "Do you celebrate Thanksgiving?" Alina asked randomly.

"No- it's an American holiday. Plus, my family-" he paused. "It's just not a family."

"Oh." she was quiet for a moment, lost in thought.

"Have some mischievous plot against me brewing in your mind?"

"Actually, yes."

"You mind filling me in so I'm not completely shocked when a bucket of bubotuber pus falls on my head?"

"Eventually."

"Always with the secrets." Alina didn't respond, but sat back, enjoying the moment as she snuggled against him. When they reached their dorms they had lunch together in silence. As Alina left she gave him a sweet, chaste kiss on the lips, still in just her oversized shirt, and skipped out.

"She must be insane." he smirked. "I must be insane."

A/N: how did you like? please review!

i was rereading the sixth book and bubotuber pus came up.. i thought I'd add it for fun : o