Neville dropped a few items in the cauldron and stirred it gently, just as the instructions read.
"You know, I think Harry and Ron are after you about.. you know." Neville muttered, turning a bright red.
Brie let out a sigh, "I know. But I guess they are just meddling prats, you know? Can't leave something alone."
"Class!" Severus Snape said, standing at the front of the class room, "Tomorrow we'll be having new seats, considering we are having a student returning and we need to change the seating arrangements in order to suit him."
"Returning student?" Brie turned to Neville, "Who is returning?"
"You don't know?" Neville asked amazed, "Draco Malfoy." Neville muttered, his amazement falling into disgust.
Brie averted her attention to the doorway to see Draco standing in the doorway, staring right at her, "Shit shit shit." Brie swore, bending down and sliding deeper into her chair, "Shit."
"What's wrong?" Neville asked her.
"What isn't wrong?" Brie corrected him, "That's one of my Dad's minions, he's been sent here to drag me back."
"I won't let him." Neville said, standing up in his chair but Brie dragged him down.
"Don't be such a prat! He won't be able to get me out..easily." Brie muttered.
After Transfiguration, it was time for lunch. And Brie walked quickly and smoothly, but obviously not quick enough when a hand reached out and pulled her into a empty class room, she opened her mouth to let out a scream but a hand covered her mouth. She looked into the boy's eyes. Those steely eyes.
The same eyes that Draco Malfoy had.
"Shit!" Brie squealed, trying to get out of his grip, but he then pressed his body against hers to restrain her against the wall, "You know, I really hate you sometimes."
"The feeling is mutual." He said smoothly.
"So what? Are you going to drag me back to him so then he can kill me? I don't want to die - and there is no way you can just grab me and drag me out - I'd scream a lot, just thought I'd let you know." Brie quickly stated.
"Would you shut up for just a minute?" Draco asked, and she fell silent, "If you don't shut up I may consider dragging you back."
Brie's eyes widened.
"You see, I was sent here to drag your pretty ass back." Draco muttered slowly, and Brie tried to thrash out of his grasp, but he just pressed down harder on her. "But I'm not going to." Draco said slowly.
"Why not?" Brie asked, "You were sent here to drag me back, here I am, helpless and trapped. You'd get major points with Dad, I'll give you that."
"I don't want points with your father." Draco snapped, "But now you're really annoying me, now I'm considering dragging you back."
Brie glared at him, "So why are you here then? Pretty sure you're not here for your education.."
"Weren't you listening? I was here to drag you back, kicking and screaming. But I don't want to go back there." Draco frowned.
"Oh, so you're just letting me stay alive so then you don't have to go back to Auntie Bella?" Brie rolled her eyes, "Really feeling the love."
"I don't want either of us to go back." Draco plainly said.
"Wow, for a second there it sounded like you actually cared about someone else but yourself. I applaud you." Brie rolled her eyes once more, "Now can you please get off of me!" Brie pressed her hands against his hard muscly chest and tried to push him off, but he didn't even stumble.
"You know, you're really weak." Draco chuckled.
"I am not." Brie pouted, looking away from him, "Now if that's all you wanted to tell me, you can leave."
"That's not all." Draco frowned, "What is up with you and Longbottom?"
"What? You jealous?" Brie teased.
"It doesn't make sense, you're gorgeous and you're hanging out with a low life like Neville Longbottom..Crabbe and Goyle find it quite weird." Draco said.
"I don't care what Crabbe and Goyle find weird." Brie said, "He makes me happy."
"I make you happy." Draco grinned.
"No, you typically piss me off every second of every day." Brie muttered.
"Aw. Now you made me upset." Draco said, his lips dangerously approaching her, and then brushing a kiss next to her cheek, "You know, you could always hang out with me, Crabbe, and Goyle. The Slytherins weirdly approve of you."
Brie turned a bright red and tried to keep a straight face, "I like Neville. He's my friend, I won't ditch him for you Slytherin prats."
"You know you were meant to be in Slytherin, how you ended up in Gryffindor.. I don't know." Draco muttered, his lips brushing casually against her collar bone.
She shivered, "Just because.. I'm his daughter.. doesn't mean.. I need to end up in..Slytherin." She barely gasped out the words.
"I wish you were in Slytherin, then I'd be able to see you in the common room." Draco muttered, his lips trailing up her neck, leaving a trail of fire wherever they went.
Brie shoved him away and slapped him, "If you think I'm easy you are so and completely wrong!" She snapped, "How about you just leave me alone? And leave Neville alone too!" She hissed, trying to walk away from him, but he shoved her against the wall.
"You know, ever since you left. I couldn't get you out of my head." Draco mused, his hands on her shoulders, "I was even dreaming about you, can you believe that? I thought I was just upset that you were gone, but then I noticed, I liked you all along."
Brie turned a bright red.
"I liked you because you weren't like them, you weren't evil." Draco sadly said, "So I knew I had to come and find you."
Brie was still a bright red, and she could hardly think, she was so used to seeing him as some despicable human being, but hearing this from him.. especially since his parents were major Voldemort supporters, it was shocking.
"Shove off, Malfoy." Neville Longbottom said, striding into the room.
"Oh look, your boyfriend has arrived to save you." Draco sneered, getting off of Brie, "Looks like she may be hunting for someone else."
"Leave her alone, she isn't going back with you." Neville said taking out his wand.
"You're going to fight me? Well I fancy myself a duel, I haven't had one in a while.." Draco took out his wand.
"Stop it!" Brie put a hand on Draco's arm, "Would you just stop it? Please? You two are being blubbering idiots, okay?"
"He knows?" Draco inquired towards Neville.
"Yes, he does." Brie snapped, "If you have a problem with it then you can take it up with me."
Neville and Brie sat next to each other, their legs brushing against each other every often or so.
"I heard what Malfoy was saying to you, about liking you." Neville sighed, taking a bite of chicken.
"Yeah." Brie turned red.
"It made me think." Neville said, now just playing with his food.
"About what exactly?" Brie asked, staring intently at him.
"About us." Neville flushed.
"Us?" Brie asked, "What about us?"
"I was just thinking.. that.. we could.." Neville turned a brighter red and Brie smiled, she knew where this was going. But she was going to force it out of him.
Brie smiled, "We could what?"
"I've never been good at this.." He muttered.
"Well spit it out Longbottom." The Weasley Twins said from in front of them, "Bloody hell, mate. Didn't know you were that awful at asking out girls."
Neville turned a bright red, "Shut up, you git!" Neville protested, then he turned to look at Brie, "As you can tell.. I really.. really, suck at this. So you know how Hogsmeade weekend is coming up? I was hoping we could go and grab a few butterbeers."
"Sure." Brie smiled, "Try not to make a complete arse of yourself next time you ask me out on a date."
"If you two don't work out, you've always got me!" Fred Weasley chimed in.
"You mean, ME!" George protested.
"No! ME!" Fred said, and they began to wrestle on the floor.