Things seemed to be getting on very well for me. Draco didn't seem to be any of the things my friends thought he was. Sure, he was mean to Pansy, but so was I. And, yes, he had shoved me but it had been an accident and it had only happened once. We'd been dating for almost three months and my friends still had not accepted it.

"Midge you need to break up with him," Becky insisted as we walked to Transfiguration together.

"Has he hit you yet?" Mitch demanded. I shot him a very nasty look.

"Not he has not hit me," I snapped. "And he never will."

"Believe me Schyler," Mitch said. "He will. Sooner or later he'll loose his temper and..." His voice trailed off and he seemed to be thinking of exactly what Draco could do. I rolled my eyes and said nothing.

They'd go nuts if they knew Draco had shoved me, I thought. They won't believe that it was an accident. We walked along in silence, almost to class.

"He's changing you Midge," Becky said at last. "You aren't the same as you used to be." I snorted and shoved a first year out of my way.

"You're off your rocker," I said. "I'm the same as I've always been."

"Oh really?" Mitch asked looking skeptical.

"Really," I snapped.

"You never shoved people out of your way before you started dating him." I sighed and shook my head.

"Whatever."

"And you don't sit with us in Potions anymore," Becky added, sounding quite sad.

"Draco wants to sit with me too," I said. "I sit with you in every other class we have together."

"We just feel like we're loosing you," she said.

"You're not. We've been friends since we were babies. You'll never loose me." We reached our class and went inside.

"Good afternoon Professor," we said to the teacher, Professor McGonagall, who was also the Head of Gryffindor House. She said hello to us and smiled at me. It seemed that I was the only Slytherin that she really liked. I smiled back and headed for a table with my friends.

"Schyler," Draco said catching my hand. "Come sit with me." Becky and Mitch stopped and turned around.

"No Malfoy she's sitting with us," Becky said, grabbing my other wrist and tugging me toward her.

"Bugger off Rivers," Draco spat. "She's sitting with me."

"No she's not!" Becky snarled. "Now let her go you prat!"

"Yes she is!" I threw my hands into the air exasperatedly.

"She is standing right here!" I snapped. "And she can decide where she wants to sit for herself!" I looked from Draco to my friends and back again. I gave my friends a very apologetic look and slid into the seat in between Draco and Blaise. Becky's jaw fell open in shock that I had actually chosen to sit with Draco over my friends. Mitch looked like he would like nothing more to hit Draco and drag me back to the table where he and Becky were going to sit.

"Please take your seats Miss Rivers, Mr. Brustman," McGonagall called from the head of the class. Becky glared at me and then she and Mitch went to the last empty table. I put my head down on my arms, groaning softly.

"What's the matter?" Draco asked softly as the lesson began. I sighed heavily and raised my head.

"They're pissed at me now," I replied. "I hate it when I make them mad. It always takes forever to get them both to forgive me." Draco laughed a little.

"Don't worry about anything they think," he said. "They're Gryffindor mudbloods. They're below us." I glared at him.

"I told you not to call them that!" I hissed. "You know I hate that word! And they are not below us!" Draco's eyes flashed angrily.

"Think of them however you like," he snapped sounding angry. "Their opinions still don't matter. They'll never like me." I nodded. He was right about that. My friends would neverlike him so what they thought about us dating didn't matter at all.

"You're right," I agreed. "Are you mad at me?" Draco's eyes softened.

"Of course I'm not, luv," he said.

"Could you two stop?" Blaise asked, leaning around me so he could see Draco as well. "You're making me ill."

"Just because your girlfriend is too stupid to understand romance doesn't mean we don't, Blaise," I jibbed meanly. Blaise's jaw dropped as Draco snickered.

"Good one Marcin," Blaise said. "Didn't know you had that in you." I grinned.

"I've been learning from the best," I said tilting my head toward Draco.

"She's catching on really well," Draco said as he handed us the mice we were going to be transfiguring into mittens.

"I'm sorry Blaise," I said sincerely. "I shouldn't have said that." Blaise grinned.

"It's all right," he replied. "But it seems you have a ways to go in those lessons of yours. You're not supposed to apologize." I grinned sheepishly and nodded.

"Okay," I said. I pointed my wand at my mouse and with a small pop it turned into a perfect pair of mittens.