Chapter Three:

I want to take the time to say thanks to all my reviewers. I know some people don't like O.C.s paired with HP characters, but to the ones that like my story, you keep me going :D. im corny, I know. This chapter takes place a couple of days after the time period in chapter two...

If I owned Harry Potter, I would personally know all the actors/actresses and we would be friends forever. :D

"Where is Draco?" Cilwenu asked around in the Slytherin Common Room. There was hardly a person in sight, and absolutely no one there that Cilwenu recognized.

Great. She thought, rolling her eyes.

No one looked up from where they were sitting, and they seemed to have not even heard what she'd asked. Cilwenu frowned, folding her arms over her chest. There was no sight of Crabbe and Goyle around… the one time she actually wanted their attention. Out of frustration, Cilwenu stomped her foot, throwing herself down on one of the long-stretch couches.

She let out a heavy sigh, and looked up at the ceiling. She was bored.

Absolutely, positively, bloody bored as hell.

Drumming her fingers, tapping her feet, and flipping her hair away from her face three times in a matter of thirty seconds, and Cilwenu felt like if she didn't do something soon, she would go mad. She had no idea where Hermione and the others were, and there wasn't a complete assurance that she wouldn't be under supervision.

At this point in time on any other given weekend, Cilwenu would usually be wrapped in Draco's arms. Draco would have made sure the Common Room was empty, just so he could be able to show her what no one else saw in him.

Respect, kindness.

His eyes would look so peaceful, and he would be laughing. He would be someone none of his friends would know. He would be the Draco that Cilwenu wanted him to be all the time. Although, it hadn't been that side of him that attracted her to the Malfoy boy.

She smiled at the thought of it, but then frowned shortly after. Why… why hadn't he at least waited for her to wake up?

"Excuse me?" a voice directly behind Cilwenu made her jerk and turn her head quickly to look back.

A girl, not much younger than Cilwenu held her books to her chest, and smiled politely.

"Uh… yes?" Cilwenu asked, her voice a little harsh.

The girl swallowed, "Draco wanted me to tell you that he is watching Quidditch practice."

"He told you in particular?"

"I was the only one in here when he came looking for you…"

"Crabbe and Goy-"

"They're in detention."

Ah, so my watch dogs are gone for the day…

Cilwenu stood up from the couch. With both hands, she brushed the wrinkles from her skirt, and straightened her sweater. She shot a look of thanks to the pale girl, and brushed aside to walk out of the common room.

The Quidditch Pitch was loud, head-splitting, and it wasn't even half-way full.

Draco sat, leaned over to the edge of his seat, next to Cilwenu, who wore her scarf, for the first time that late fall. It was, for some reason, terribly cold. The fact that Draco hadn't paid her much attention upon her arrival, didn't really help either. Cilwenu sat with her arms tucked in her cloak, and a very annoyed look on her face.

She didn't get why Draco decided to stop playing Quidditch in the first place, considering he took it so seriously.

Then again, there was a lot of things about Draco that she didn't get.

One of them was sitting next to him, snuggled up in her own cloak, no scarf, no gloves, nothing. She just sat there, almost against Draco's hip with that stupid, absurd grin on her lips. Had no one known Draco was dating Cilwenu, they would have suspected Pansy to be his snogging buddy.

That positively struck Cilwenu to her core. She would never be cordial to that conniving, manipulative… bitch.

"Are you cold?" Draco asked Cilwenu, having finally broken his gaze from the players.

Cilwenu looked at him with her nose red, and teeth chattering. She had no kindness for such weather, and she dreaded what winter would be like.

"Come here."

His arm extended to her, and eventually, wrapped around Cilwenu so comfortably, that she sunk into his side and rest her head on his shoulder. Draco smiled, one of those smiles, and kissed her gently… In front of everyone in the Quidditch Pitch.

Cilwenu reminded herself to take his temperature later.

"I would have waited, but you are so intent on sleeping all bloody morning." He told her.

But of course… he doesn't like waiting…

"I like to get my sleep, what can I say?" Cilwenu replied. She smiled up at her boyfriend.

Pansy was caught staring at them, her eyes green with jealousy. She was always staring at them. Rather, she was always staring at Draco. She had such an unhealthy obsession with him…

Throughout the whole practice, Cilwenu remained glued to Draco's side with her arms wrapped around his torso. He had his one arms still around Cilwenu, and every time something excited him, his fingers dug into her side. She smiled, not particularly caring about anything other than his warmth. He looked so much better when he was happy… and that smile only made it ten times more worth it.

It felt so great… knowing that she was with him.

After Quidditch practice, Draco ran to meet Blaise, who was still on the Quidditch team, even after Draco had left. They chatted, while Cilwenu waited at the exit, hands in Draco's jacket pocket.

His warmth still surrounded him, and she smiled to herself.

"Cilwenu!"

Cilwenu looked to her left, and spotted Luna, who was holding tight to Neville's hand. They looked so odd together, Neville's cherry red blush so apparent, even from their distance. Cilwenu watched out for her boyfriend, and stepped out to greet them.

Luna skipped, and halted right in front of the Slytherin girl. "You seem very happy." She stated.

Cilwenu nodded her head. She always loved seeing Luna, "That was a wonderful practice. Hello to you, Neville."

Neville smiled.

"Are you going to Hogsmeade tomorrow morning?" Luna asked. She rocked back and forth on her heels, arms tucked behind her back. She was far too under-dressed for such cold weather, but she didn't seem to really notice.

Cilwenu cast a glance over to where Draco and Blaise stood. She knew what the consequences would be if he were to see her talking to the little Ravenclaw girl, and her Gryffindor boyfriend.. She couldn't let something like that ruin his whole Saturday.

She shrugged, "I'm not sure if Draco wants to-"

"I asked if you were going, I said nothing about Draco."

Cilwenu flinched at the sound of Draco's name from Luna's tongue.

"My father might not let me go. He has a sort of… watch on what I do."

"That's right. Hermione told me about that." Luna tilted her head to the side, "I'll tell Harry to meet you on the Bridge."

Had she not understood anything?

"Alright." Cilwenu said.

Note: Please keep me MOTIVATED on this story… I keep drifting from it. Right now I am getting ready to work on a story in which poor Luna goes a little insane. I can't wait to write it. Something different.

I really need to write back to where Cilwenu first started Hogwarts and got to know who she knows now. I feel like this story is a little… well, I'm not sure. I need more inspiration.

A new character is going to come into play in the fifth or sixth chapter depending on how well the next chapter goes, as promised to Bonexyz. Therefore, I will not own said character. :D Please review.