Chapter 4

He stared at me for a long time before speaking.

"I'm sorry I think I heard you wrong. Did you just say Weasel cheated on you?" he asked a confused look on his face.

"Yes, I did. With Lavender Brown, one of my roommates." I'm not sure why I added that information, maybe it was because it was sinking in that I had to continue to share a dorm with her and a common room with them both and house mates with them both... I was beginning to hyperventilate until I felt a hand on my shoulder and I looked up at Malfoy.

"Calm down. We'll sort this out. I have a plan forming already." I didn't doubt that. He always looked like he had a plan forming for some sort of revenge or another. What I didn't understand was why he felt he needed to be involved.

"We? Why would you want to help?" I questioned.

"Revenge of course. I have been far too lenient on him and look what has happened. He hurt a woman, it may be you Granger, but that is not something I can stand by and let happen without doing something to punish the guy." Anger flared in his eyes as he said it. The determined look he had, for some reason, got the next word out of me.

"Okay."

"Okay? Okay what, Granger?"

"Okay I'll listen to your plans for revenge so that we can get revenge on Weasel." I tried out Malfoy's nickname for Ronald and found that I liked it. It suited him well.

"I knew you'd come around to my way of thinking. Now where to go to plan?" He asked thoughtfully.

Looking around I realised we were outside the Room of Requirements. I got up and walked three times up and down thinking about a room to plan this revenge. A door appeared and I walked through it beckoning Malfoy to join me.

As we went through I saw three sofas, a fire roaring in the background even though it was warm outside it made the room in the cold castle a lovely place to relax. There was also a coffee table big enough to fit parchment, quills and other objects needed to plan all of which were on it.

Looking around Malfoy commented: "This will do" and proceeded to sit on the floor beside the coffee table with his back against one of the sofas. I suddenly noticed his clothing. He was no longer wearing his school uniform as class was over however he was wearing a crisp, black shirt which was no doubt Egyptian cotton as well as some black dress trousers which complemented the shape of his behind. He rolled up his sleeves so the pale white skin could be seen underneath. The juxtaposition of light and dark was not lost on me. The Gryffindor princess and the Slytherin prince were also a juxtaposition not meant to meet so deliciously.

I too sat down on the floor. I sat opposite him and waited patiently for him to continue his planning. I didn't have to wait long.

"Okay, this is what we're going to do."

Slightly longer but please still read and review.

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