AN* i hope all had a very Merry Christmas, or a pleasent holiday season if Christmas isn't exactly your cup of tea and will be enjoying a very Happy New Year! not to much big happens in this chapter itself, but it opens doors for the next, which i am working on today so that i might upload and post it at a decent time for once.

dislaimer- please refer to chapter 1

Chapter 4-My Way

Once Pansy's retreating steps ceased to echo in Daphne's ears she gathered her needed school books, reopening the door just to have Blaise fall right into her.

"Get off!" Daphne screeched, pushing Blaise off of her and losing her books in the process.

"Why did you do it?" Blaise demanded, after regaining his footing.

"Do what?" Daphne wondered, as she came up from retrieving her books.

"You know very well what you did up there!" Blaise accused Daphne who simply tilted her head down with her eyebrows rising indicating she clearly didn't. "You unleashed the monster that dwells within Pansy! And on poor, innocent Millie. Why."

"You creep! You were spying on me!" Daphne seethed

"Well someone has to translate the foreign language that is woman to my fellow man." He shrugged, "The ends justify the means."

"Well, it doesn't matter much why I did what I did Blaise, it dose not concern you." Daphne stated matter of factely, pushing past Blaise and down the hall towards the common room.

"It could," Blaise said following a step behind. "if you explained it to me." Blaise turned Daphne around by the shoulder, raising his brow awaiting her answer. Daphne just rolled her and continued on her way. "Or I could just tell Pansy," Blaise called after her, Daphne stopped dead in her tracks. "I'm sure that would get me plenty involved."

"You wouldn't dare!" Daphne snarled, crossing the space once separating them so that they were now face to face.

"Oh, but wouldn't I dare?" Blaise countered.

"I'll tell you what Blaise," Daphne began, easing back and crossing her arms across her chest. "you keep your silence, for my silence. The whole, you being a creepier thing could be just our little secret." Daphne offered.

"Oh, I don't much care for that."

"Ughhhh!" Daphne groaned pulling at her hair. "Then what do you want!"

"Maybe I just want to do what's right." Blaise declared, straitening his posture.

"Um, okay yeah, and I want to gain twelve pounds," Daphne admitted sarcastically. "come on Blaise, quit your bullshitting."

"Alright, alright, you got me." Blaise held his hands up in mock surrender. "Look, Theo needs a girlfriend…want to oblige?"

"Ewwwww, no."

"Well then I guess I better go find Pansy." Blaise made to leave the common room.

"I mean ewwww no, he could do so much better." Daphne corrected, pushing Blaise back by the shoulders.

"Ah huh, okay. And who's the bull shitter now." Blaise divulged, crossing his arms.

"No, no, really. What if I told you that I could get Theodore a date with Pansy." Daphne divulged, holding Blaise still by the upper arms. "Then would you keep quite?"

"Yeah but…" receiving the appropriate answer Daphne turned to leave "Pansy's dating Draco?" Blaise pointed out, as Daphne exited the common room and into the corridor.

"Not if I have it my way." Daphne added under her breath as she made her way to potions.

"Mind explaining to me Severus why Miss Greengrass has arrived to my class in tears?" Professor McGonagall inquired as she entered Professor Snape's office.

"May have something to do with the fact that she has no friends to talk to between classes and is in fact there…fifth teen minutes before class." Professor Snape suggested, failing to look up from his papers

"She told me that she's failing potions. Although, I don't see how that can be she is exceptionally bright." McGonagall pressed, revealing the real issue.

"Are you insinuating that I am failing her purposefully." Professor Snape fumed, looking up from his grading. His death glare falling onto an undaunted McGonagall.

"It wouldn't be the first time you've had your own way of doing things." McGonagall stated crossing her arms, were she a more casual person she may have even leaned against the door frame.

"If I had it my way, Miss Greengrass wouldn't even be in my class." Snape snapped, now standing. "She is hazardous to not only her cauldrons personal well being but that of the entire class." Snape continued. "As it is, however," Snape carried on much more calmly, making his way round from behind his desk. "she is in my class, she does participate and she is most definitely failing all on her own." Snape stopped now face to face with McGonagall

"Perhaps she needs a tutor." McGonagall suggested, un crossing her arms.

"If you can find her one, she can have one." Snape complied, as he made to leave his office. "However, they may need to sign a wavier. We wouldn't want a law suit on our hands." Snape replied casually over his shoulder, as he headed down the corridor and towards the potions classroom.

"I am in a charitable mood today Theo" Draco began, falling in step beside Theodore as the headed down to the dungeons for potions.

"So your not imploding Neville's cauldron?" Theo questioned, shoving a first year out of his way.

"I said I was feeling charitable not stupid, course we are." Draco assured him, tripping a third year Hufflepuff.

"So, what were you planning on doing with this charitable mood of yours?" Theodore queried.

"I'm glad you've asked." Draco beamed. "See, you keep whining over getting a girlfriend. And well, girls love me, so maybe I could pass some of this knowledge over to you." Draco offered. "If you were willing to put a favor in the bank for me." Draco added quickly, taking a book a fourth year had been taunting a second year with and throwing it down the corridor, to which the owner ran after it, sure to yell an insult over there shoulder.

"It's not charity if your making my repay you for it." Theo corrected with an eye roll, calling after the second year with an insult of greater value.

"I could always not do this for you and blackmail you into helping me when I need it instead." Draco sighed, heading down the stone stair case, leaving Theo behind at the top.

"I think we'll go with your charity." Theo agreed, hurrying to rejoin Draco

"Thought so."

"So what do I do." Theo asked, once he'd caught up to Draco.

"What I told you this morning, date a more then pretty girl to envy a hotter one." Draco stated, making a face at Peeves who'd started it.

"So how do I get a more then pretty girl to date me though." Theo asked, making his own face at Peeves.

"Ah Theo, so hopeless." Draco tisked, resting a comforting hand on his Theo's shoulder before continuing down the hall. "Well, firstly you have to get off your ass and go get her. Want a girlfriend so badly you've got to prove it to her."

"So I'm supposed to walk up to her and just ask her out?" Theo puzzled, looking over at the heard of girls arriving back from the kitchens with Crabbe and Goyle.

"Not right this second!" Draco scolded, pulling Theodore back by the collar of his robes. "You have to give her a good opinion of you first. You know, be nice." Draco added in answer to Theo's lost expression. "You be nice, and once she starts making an effort to spend time with you, you ask her out." Draco concluded, opening the door to the potions classroom.

"Why not before." Theo pondered, heading in before Draco.

"Because then she'll reject your sorry ass and you'll be sent further down the social ladder then you currently reside." Draco smirked, dropping his books on the left middle potions bench.

"So what, just compliment her? Tell her she smells nice." Theo suggested, pulling out the chair beside Draco's spot.

"Yes Theo, go, walk up to her and say, you smell nice." Draco scoffed, taking a seat on the table top. "No, you don't tell her she smells nice." Draco leaned forward to whisper. "Slightly more then pretty girls like to be told one thing. That there pretty." Draco said, leaning back.

"Why?"

"Because, all girls think there ugly if there not the absolute prettiest. It's the single, most important flaw they have, it's how losers like you get girlfriends." Draco finished as he dropped down from the counter and onto his stool as Professor Snape opened the door to the potions classroom. Professor Snape glided into the potions classroom to be met with a chourse of "Good Morning Professor Snape." from the Slytherin's, meaning that somebody was up to something.

"Well today promises to be an interesting class" Snape murmured to himself as he attempted to pick out the guilty party of the yet to be committed crime. "Page 34."

The rustling of pages could be heard as, those who were eager to learn flew through the pages in order to catch up with Professor Snapes lecture, and those trying to draw out the actually learning aspect of the class casually flicked through the pages, some even daring to go one page at a time.

The Slytherin's became restless, awaiting for the brewing to commence, for it was quite boring just sitting quietly while Snape lectures. Not boring enough to do work however. Draco decided to practice his Seamus accent, as well as dodging the occasional crumbled up bits of parchment Seamus threw at him over his shoulder with, "Shut up." which he was always happy to repeat, to Crabbe and Goyles, amusement. Pansy took this opportunity to flick a heavy, sticky wad of gum into Millicent's hair.

Blaise leaned over the table so that he may whisper to Daphne "Do you see why we can't let the real Pansy out."

"Funny because I didn't see anything." Daphne snapped.

Up at the front of the room Millicent was listening intently as Tracy retold the same story they've heard at least a million times about when her family went on vacation to Spain and they brought some random Spanish kid to there hotel by accident and had left her sister at the international floo station.

"Ollie…earth to Odilia…" Tracy chimed to Odilia, who was resting her head in her folded arms and staring intently towards the right of the class.

"What…?"

"Oh, good there still is some brain activity. What are you looking at?" Tracy asked, as she tried to follow Ollie's gaze.

"No-nothing." Odilia snapped, sitting up proper again meeting Tracy's eye's which had landed on the group of Gryffindor girls sitting at the table beside them.

"Were the Gryffindor's giving you trouble?" Millicent inquired, following Tracy's gaze. "Or are we going to be giving the Gryffindor's trouble?" Millicent smirked.

"Nobody's giving anybody any trouble!" Odilia snapped, flipping open her text book and copying the notes on the board feverishly. Millicent and Tracy looked at each other with matching looks of confusion and just shrugged, starting on there note.

"Take caution while brewing this potion, it is quite delicate." Snape warned, as the class prepared to concoct there potions.

Draco smiled devilishly, the whole time while brewing. Pansy attempted to burn holes through the back of Millicent's head with her death glares, standing so close to Draco that if she where any closer she'd have to sit on his shoulders. "Now poor, innocent, Draco has to deal with a clingy, possessive Pansy." Blaise whispered to Daphne "This could be the end of them really." Daphne took up stirring her potion at this remark. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, that's what you want isn't it! You want that to happen!" Blaise exclaimed, grabbing the attention of the entire class, including a questioning look from Professor Snape.

"Yes, Blaise. We want the potion to boil out and 'settle down'." Daphne warned, with each and every member of the class still looking at Blaise curiously. Just then a loud sucking noise like a clap of thunder reverberated across the classroom, and everyone turned to see that where Neville's cauldron had been, now rested a clunky, chunk of metal smaller then a balled up fist which seeped Neville's half brewed potion.

"YOU MEAN I MISSED IT!" Draco screamed, banging his hands on the potions bench looking completely devastated and even more pissed off. "You're a dead man Blaise." Draco whispered threateningly, but with the silence of the classroom seemed just as loud as his scream. Blaise made a run for it and Draco took off after him, hurling insults and complaints of all the time he'd wasted on imploding a cauldron, after him. The class cheered at the display, Seamus and Dean set bets on who would win the fight, Neville joined with his bets on Snape. Sure enough when the two crossed the front of the room Professor Snape grabbed them by the scruff of the neck.

"To my office, now." He hissed, releasing the pair with a push in the direction of his office. Seamus and Dean sighed handing Neville the galleons he'd won. Between, not being laughed at for having his cauldron imploded, watching Malfoy get in trouble, and getting off without handing in a potion Neville would have to say that things had gone very much his way.

AN* so what did we learn today? Blaise and Daphne are talking more frequently yes...interesting. McGonagall is looking for a tutor for Astoria. Hmmmm? Ollie is looking at Gryffindors? Theo is going to try to get a girlfriend, but Daphne's trying to get him Pansy. Ah huh. Oh yes, and we can't forget Draco's in trouble. ...where will this lead us? so many questions. i have to get ready for work soon so please review!

not enough reviews means i get angry and hold up on updating just to spite you!, i'm just kidding, im like Astoria when it comes to readers, mean or nice to me i'll update anyway...eventually.