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Year 2

Oh, to be back at home. Yes, it had been a nice summer break, but I really did miss Hogwarts. Hermione had written me every week, and I would occasionally get a letter from Harry, Ron, Neville or Dean. I missed all of my friends terribly, but most of all I wanted to see Draco. I don't know what had come over me. It all started when he apologized to me at Platform 9 ¾. From then on I just couldn't stop thinking about him. There were a few times where I wanted to write him, just to ask how his summer was going, but I ended up ripping up the letter and throwing it in the rubbish pile every time.

Finally September rolled around, and my mum and I were at Kings Cross Station once more. I subconsciously searched the sea of people for a blonde head of hair, but I was too short to see over the towering heads of upperclassmen.

"Are you looking for your friends love?" Mum said, snapping me back to reality.

"Oh um, yes I-"

"Well you're not the little baby girl I dropped off here last year, now are you?" she smiled maternally. "I remember when you didn't want me to leave last year, and now you are all ready to go, huh?" I nodded impatiently. "Ok, well go find your friends then, and have fun; be safe! Write me every week-"

"Thanks Mum!" I hugged her tightly. "Love you!" I kissed her on the cheek, and then ran for the train.

"-and Artemis, please try not to get detention on the first day won't you?" Hermione looked at me with disdain.

I sighed.

"I won't, I won't. Actually Draco and I are cool now," I said smugly. I tossed my two long pigtails behind me matter of factly.

"What!" she turned her shock filled face to look at me. We entered Professor Snape's class, this time not so early. Draco and his friends had already taken their usual seats in the back corner of the class. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the pale face, gray eyes, and white-blonde slicked hair. Hermione and I noticed them at the same time and glanced at each other.

I spent my whole summer imagining this very moment. Do I say hello, or do I ignore him; glare at him? I followed Hermione to the front of the class, and took a peek at Draco. He was staring back at me. I stood there, not knowing what to do until he gave me a sort of half smile. I smiled back, and casually walked to his table.

"So, are you going to try to get me into detention again Draco," I folded my arms and looked down at him.

"No, no. I would never do that Trimble," he scoffed. I leaned against his desk, and at the same time Professor Snape made his dramatic entrance.

"SIT," his deep voice boomed. Everyone scrambled back to their seats and I looked at the one saved for me way in the front with Hermione, Harry, and Ron. I didn't want to be the last one to be seated, so I glanced at the empty seat next to Crabb and groaned.

"Goyle, sit with Crabb," Draco said in a harsh whisper. Goyle shot him a look, but obeyed. "Trimble, sit here," I quickly took Goyle's seat next to Draco before Professor Snape could turn around and give me detention for being disruptive, or whatever stupid reason he could come up with.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

We were silent the rest of the time, while Professor Snape gave us his beginning of the year shpeel. I squirmed anxiously in my seat, just waiting for Hermione to turn around and see who I was sitting with.

We ended up listening to Professor Snape talk the entire time, and then reading out of our Potions for Beginners book. When class was over, everyone rushed out as fast possible with moans and groans about our first homework assignment. I packed up my things slowly, thinking of something to say to Draco. He got up and started to leave with his friends and I hesitated, still racking my brain.

"Ms. Trimble," I whipped around to see Professor Snape glaring at me from behind his greasy black hair. "Shouldn't you be getting to your next class, or would you like to watch the grass grow," he slowly dragged out his words.

"Sorry Professor," I kept my head down and scurried out the room. I stumbled back a few steps.

"Hey watch it- oh…Artemis…"

"Sorry…" I looked up to see Draco right in front of me. "Oh wait no never mind, I'm not sorry." I said jokingly. I looked into his painfully silver eyes.

"Are you trying to get detention?" he said slyly.

"Oh hush. I made it through the class without getting in trouble. Now tell me where the Astronomy class is."

"Hey, that's my class too," he said eyeing me. "It's up this way," We climbed the staircase, holding on tight when it decided to move on it's own accord, and we walked to the Astronomy tower.

"I swear it was here," Draco said under his breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, nothing…"

"Are you sure you know where you're going?"

"Of course I do! It's right over here," he pointed to a door and opened it. A class full of 6th years glared back at us, and he quickly closed the door.

"Draco!" I marched off in the other direction. "I swear, you are out to get me in trouble, again."

"I'm not, I swear!" I kept walking. "Hey, where are you going?" I turned to face him.

"This way. I remember it being over here."

"No way, it's definitely this-" I opened a door and found the right group of students staring back. I turned back to Draco to give him an I-told-you-so-look.

"Ah, Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Trimble," Professor Sinistra said from the front of the room. "So nice of you to finally join us. Seeing as you two are the last ones in, you can be partners for our back-to-school project," Draco and I glanced at each other. "Take a seat, take a seat."

We sat down in an empty table in the back and avoided everyone's stares.

"It's better than detention at least," I murmured. In truth it really was better than detention. My stomach flip-flopped when Draco's hand brushed against mine while he traced circles with his quill on the desk Had he meant to touch me? Had I just imagined it? I touched the spot where his skin touched mine.

Wait, what was I doing. He barely touched me, why was I freaking out. I didn't know, but I kind of liked this new feeling. I smiled to myself and rested my cheek in my hand so he wouldn't see me smirking.

This would be interesting.