A/N: Reviews
"Errr....." I say dumbly as Malfoy takes a seat next to my bed frowning. What the hell is he mad about I didn't drag him here. Outside I could see that the game had started surly he'd rather be out there watching his house team cheat.
"Close your mouth Potter" he snaps for some reason I obey still starting dumbly at the wizard in front of me.
"Mr. Malfoy, stop whining" I snicker looking over at Malfoy who was complaining about his, he couldn't have that much pain Harry had to grow his bones back.
"My arm, my arm" I snort looking away quickly at turning my attention towards my brother who had the entire Quidditch team surrounding him.
"Well Malfoy, we'll see you at dinner" the Slythrien captain says with a nod, I don't know what his name was but he must have been beat with an ugly stick as a child.
"'Cuse me lass" Oliver's thickly accented voice says, he smiles down at me before making his way closer to Harry's bed. I feel my knees wobble, did that boy get more attractive since yesterday. Yes he was going to be the one who had my babies.
"Wipe the drool off your chin, Potter" a rude voice interrupts my thoughts, I turn to see Malfoy attempting to stand him arm bandaged. My lip curls up almost as an instinct now as I watch the boy struggle to get out of the bed. Clearly he didn't feel like sitting in here with the rest of us. I look back briefly watching as everyone fussed about Harry giving him a play-by-play, deciding to do it I walk over to Malfoy's bed sitting down on the chair beside it.
"What are you doing?" he asks sharply leaning back against the pillows tired from him strain. "Sitting" I say simply glancing over my shoulder once more. I really should be here, just a few weeks ago he called Hermione 'Mudblood'.
"Well don't, go away I don't need you Potter"
"Well no one else is here, you going to be bored. So shut-up cause I'm not leaving" I demand watching him settle into the bed, his jaw set as he looked out towards the window determined to ignore my presence. He had no one else, they simply had him on the team because his father bought them new brooms. Then they all just leave him, no one caring, hell his father was here and he didn't even bother to come see.
I pause watching him for a moment as he looked back at me perfectly calm,
"What are you doing?"
"Sitting" Malfoy, says in a bored tone raising an eyebrow.
"Well excuse me while a wonder why you're doing that" I snap laying my head back down in the pillow and staring up at the ceiling trying to ignore the overly blonde boy beside me.
'My my you do have your Mums temper'
'Shut up'
Us Potters just couldn't be normal could we, one has to destroy Voldemort and has a freaky connection with the bastard and one hears her dead father. Creepy pair we are, the Weasley twins talk together we get odd sadistic talents. Eff my life.
'Don't be so dramatic? So who's the guy?'
"I thought you of all people would know a Malfoy if you saw one'
'MALFOY!'
'Yeah, he's in love with me, no biggie'
'A MALFOY!' my Dad angry voice rattles through my head making me wince in pain.
'Keep the volume down!'
"What's going on are you hurting? Should I get the nurse?" I turn my head to the side seeing a rather frazzled and embarrassed looking Malfoy. What the heck is with this boy? He's not very subtle.
"Fine, headache" I mutter, "Oh sit down" I demand with a grunt seeing Malfoy going to run over to the nurse. I could still head the Quidditch game outside and could only hope Ron was doing okay. A moment or so passes without anyone talking before Malfoy clears his throat.
"I heard you were in here again, I figured I'd come see if you were alright"
"And miss the Quidditch match?" I ask surprised, I figured he'd be out there enjoying the opportunity to insult Ron.
Malfoy shrugs, "It's the only time no one would be hovering around you, if it isn't your brother it's Granger and the little Weasley. Ever since they saw me coming in the other day they've been taking shifts of sorts" he finishes sounding amused.
"What are you doing here anyways?"
Malfoy smiles propping his feet on my bed and leaving back in the chair. "Sitting"
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"So you're telling me you fell down the stairs? That's why you're here?"
"That's right"
"You don't look like you fell down the stairs"
"Magic, duh" I roll my narrowed eyes at Malfoy, for someone who was just sitting he was sure talking an awful lot. Then again my made up excuse wasn't all that believable either.
"How did you fall down the stairs?"
"Have you always been this nosy?" I ask back frowning, for years all I hear is snide comments and now I can't get him to shut his freaking yap.
"No, but I can tell you're lying. Your cheeks turn a little pink when you lie" he answers smugly propping his feet up on my bed now. As his time here lengthened he became more at ease, when he first came in he looked angry and frustrated with himself now he just looked, happy? Sure at first he was just quietly sitting there watching me, which was odd. But then he began to talk a bit and ask questions, most of which he knew the answer too.
"They do not" I object, they don't turn pink I am an excellent liar.
"They do, and if it's a really big lie you don't blink at all"
"Do you stalk me or something, seriously, if this is how you're trying to prove you know me it's creeping me out more then anything" I tell him seriously, it didn't sound like he knew me, just that he's been stalking me for a very long time.
Malfoy frowns slightly directing his eyes towards the window where the match was still going on, by the cheers it sounded like Gryffindor was winning.
"What if I told you I wanted to get to know you" he asks his gaze now staring directly into my eyes. His eyes were a troubled grey, and I couldn't quite detect the emotion behind them anymore.
"I'd have to ask why, why now, and just why in general. Malfoy it all seems a bit weird to tell you the truth and I don't take kindly to being used in plots against my brother" I tell him honestly watching his face change from impassive to angry in about 2 seconds flat.
"You think I'm doing this as some plot? What did you think it was? Get close to you so I can take you to the Dark Lord and then your brother will fall straight into a trap? What? Is that it?" he snarls jumping to his feet making me jump from my spot on the bed. Apparently that was the wrong thing to say. "I can't just want to get to know you properly, I can't be a normal guy of all the people I thought you would understand about being overshadowed. Believe it or not I find you to be a rather interesting person and would like to get to know you, no plots nothing, but apparently you're not the girl I thought you were and jump to the same conclusions as that brother of yours would." He finishes bending down to grab his school bag.
"Malfoy I'm so-"
"Save it" he cuts me off bitterly glaring at me, anger the only emotion flashing I his eyes. "When you actually mean it, tell me then. Until then just, just don't bother Elizabeth" he shakes his head roughly spinning on his heel and pushing his way through the double doors loudly.
Well that went well I think. I stare at the now open doors watching students walking by the corridor. He'd come back wouldn't he? I mean the only people who have ever yelled at me like that were Harry and Severus and they always came back at some point to at least apologize for loosing their temper.
Oh there he was, oh no never mind some Hufflepuff who just looked like Malfoy.
"When you actually mean it, tell me then. Until then just, just don't bother Elizabeth", He called me Elizabeth, what the hell! Shite, now I feel really bad I made him so upset he couldn't even pretend to hate me properly.
It's not my fault, a big plot sounded like a very Malfoy thing to be doing, I mean Harry does think he's up to something.
'If you assume you make and ass out of you a me'
'Oh bugger off' I reply to my ever present Father who had at least made himself scarce for the majority of the afternoon. What kind of father wants to be in his teenaged daughter's head anyways?
"Ms. Potter, you can leave now. I suggest you try and avoid the crowd coming back from the match. I guessing I'll need that bed" Madam Pomfrey sighs, handing me a glass to drink from. Great more potion, luckily this one didn't look like throw up.
After chugging back the Potion I grab my bag and slowly make my way up the stairs towards the Common Room. What did Malfoy know anyways, I mean I could judge him if I wanted he has been nothing but rude to me…or not so much.
"Oi! Potter!"
"Get lost Malfoy" I grumble pressing myself closer to Harry who was gripping his wand. We just wanted to get to Care of Magical Creatures in one piece, it was only the second class and I was actually looking forward to getting there without detention.
"You forgot your book in Charms, but if you don't want it back I could…"
I whip around and grab the book from his hands glaring, he was going to torch my book or something that evil little twit!
"Run along now, you did your good deed" I sneer slightly at him turning back towards Harry who was glaring hardly at the pale blonde boy. Without a word I grab Harry's arm directing him towards Hagrid's I didn't need to witness World War Three now.
Oh man I was such a cow to him, how can he even like, no love someone who was rude to him more then he was to them all these years. I am an awful person.
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"Not to be nosy or anything, but if you keep staring at Malfoy like that I think Parkinson is going to hex you"
"Huh" I ask looking over at Hermione who looked a little worried. I had been watching Malfoy the past few days, he was a slow eater chewing carefully and only engaging in some on the conversation around him. I had noticed he was more into things past years but this year he seemed more reserved.
"Pansy looks like she going to kill you" Hermione mumbles not looking up from her textbook, a quick look slightly left confirms that statement. The Slythrien girl was glaring straight at me clenching her fork with as much force as she probably possessed. That's not good.
"Well I don't know why she is" I lie, I was just going to deny looking at Malfoy as long as I could. This was probably some kind of plot, make me feel bad so I come crawling to him. Well I wouldn't! Then again who am I kidding it was totally working. The last few days I had been watching him carefully, he didn't seem to be gloating about anything or too angry, he actually looked rather down in the dumps and depressed. I can't be blamed for that can I? No, course not.
"Because you've been practically stalking Malfoy the last three days" Hermione whispers so not to alert Harry and Rom from their own conversation. At times I love how unobservant they were. I think even Neville noticed me practically stalk him down to our shared classes all day yesterday.
Across the hall I could see Malfoy stand from his table shaking Pansy off in the process which gave a unusual amount of satisfaction when he did so.
"Have to pee" I announce making the few other around us scoff, apparently I need to keep that kind of information to myself at dinner time.
"As fascinating as that is Liz, we didn't need to know," Lavender giggles batting her eyes over towards Ron who was looking nervously between her and Hermione whilst conversing with Harry.
"Wait, Liz I'll come with you" Hermione offers, I stare at her with wide eyes, what the hell no, this wasn't a open invitation Malfoy was getting away!
"What? Why!" I all but shout earning a few more glances form around the table, Hermione just stands shaking her head and roughly pulling me out of the Hall.
"If Pansy saw you leaving alone she would have followed, no hurry or you'll loose him. Be careful" she instructs heading up the stairs shaking her head and leaving me speechless. Well then that was a interesting turn of events.
I peer down the hallway that lead to the Slythrien Common Rooms, I could get away with going down there but only so far. I'd have to hope no one was coming up for dinner late or I'd be snake meat. I quietly jog looking for the bright blonde hair that my eyes had become so accustomed to looking for the last few days. If I were a moody sixteen-year-old boy where would I be right now?
"Bugger he's fast" I mumble shuffling along trying to announce my presence in a small way incase there were any couples hiding down here. A turn in the hallway makes me stop and quite my footfalls, I kneel down my one knee on the floor and I peer around the corner. Nothing, drats what kind of guy doesn't realize he's being stalked? I mean he could make it easy and at least wait somewhere for me. I drop to the floor with a sigh, stupid Malfoy.
I could hear the slight click of footsteps. Men's shoes, size 12, dragon hide?
Who am I kidding, I don't know any of that, and I need a hiding place, now. I glance around. Nothing, maybe if I stayed on the floor they'd just walk by. Unless it was Pansy then I was screwed…
Not caring I close my eyes and hide my head in my knees, just pass by, pass on by I mentally tell the person closing in on me. Slythriens are scary and I'm alone and pretty much defenseless, my dueling skills kind of sucked.
"Excuse me, Gryffindor, get to your Common Ro-" the male voice pauses, the familiar voice pauses. Malfoy! Finally, the stalkee becomes the stalker once again!
"Malfoy! What are you doing there?" I ask jumping up from my spot on the floor surprising him slightly. Apparently he took a trip to the loo, whoops.
"Potter get back to your Common Room"
"But I just wanted to-"
"As a prefect I have the authority to give you a detention and if you continue to disobey me I will not hesitate in giving you one"
"You, I just wanted to-"
"Potter, go" he says with a scarily straight face, I look into his eyes trying to decided weather or not I was going to listen. If he gave me a detention he's have to supervise that was a plus.
"Malfoy-"
"Please Elizabeth" he asks his voice softer, I frown slightly he looked tired like he hadn't been sleeping but that couldn't be because of me or he would have just yelled at me.
"Are you okay?" I ask concerned taking a step closer so there was only a few inches between us now. He was avoiding my gaze making it hard for me to place his emotions.
"I'm, just get to your Common Room" he suddenly demands pushing past me roughly causing me to loose balance and fall onto my butt with a loud thud. Stupid stone floors, not a good mix with moody boys around.
"Yeah, just leave me here really, it's okay that didn't hurt or anything!" I call into the now empty hall, I knew he could hear me from around the corner.
"I'm sorry Malfoy okay! I really am sorry! Stop pretending you can't hear me!" I yell again from my spot on the ground hoping he'd come back, or at least signal he heard. He didn't, dammit.