Suddenly she felt air rushing past her and the floor under her feet was gone. But it didn't last long. Soon Jolyn's body hit the cool floor, tile, she had been right.

Pine fresh.

Where had she heard that before? It was some time last year, during . . . during . . . during what?

It was before Cedric dyed, after Harry almost got killed by that dragon. Hermione said it? No, no it was Ron. Ron telling her about what Harry did? No what he said. No Ron told her that Pine fresh had something to do with the 2nd challenge? Someone told Harry about something to help him with the second challenge?

Oh Merlin why couldn't she remember?!

Suddenly the sound of foot steps became faint, like Draco was walking away from her, but not very far. He soon stopped, and then there was a squeaking sound followed by a sound of rushing water.

Finally it hit her. Pine fresh was the password to the perfects bathroom! Harry used the perfects bathroom to hear that blasted egg! She was in the bathroom!

Oh no, she was in the bathroom!

Jolyn got on her knees quickly, and started tugging at the tie on her eyes. Her hands were trembling and she was in a state of shock so she just fumbled with the tie. Getting frustrated she just started to feel around and crawling forward, panicking.

"Huh? Oh no, you don't!"

The sound of the footsteps came quick and loud.

"No, no," she whimpered, crawling faster.

She felt a pair of strong arms around her waist, and heave her up, pressing her firmly to his chest.

"No, please no! Please Draco I'm sorry! Just don't kill me," she cried, desperately, trying to wiggle out of his grasp.

He chuckled, and started pulling her, dragging her more like, backwards towards the sound of the rushing water. "No! No! Please Draco," she cried. "Stop Draco, please! I don't wanna die! PLEASE!!"

The tub was right behind her, she could here it. Draco rotated so she was facing the tub, but then turned her so her back was to the tub. Then he let go of her so she could stand, but she fell to her knees, crying.

Draco was going to drown her! Over something as simple as an insult!

She didn't want to die! Who did?! No one! But no one else mattered! No one else mattered because no one would hear her right now. They were either still at Hogsmeade, talking in the common rooms, or eating. No one would hear her if she cried out for help. She was going to die, and no one would know, not until tomorrow, when she didn't show up for breakfast and the rest of the day, the rest of the week, the rest of the month, the rest of the year. Basically the rest of her life.

Draco picked her up and put her back on her feet. She tried to fall to her knees again, so she could finish sobbing before she died. But Draco wouldn't let her fall.

"Stand," he ordered in a frustrated growl.

Jolyn did as he asked, she stood there, whimpering.

Draco let out a deep dark laugh. She could feel his breath on her forehead, it made her shiver.

Jolyn knew her life wasn't going to last long, with Voldemort and what not. Diggory died last year, and she was going to die this year. Should she be happy she wasn't going to die at the hands of some crazed wizard who believed certain people should be dead? Should she be happy that she wouldn't have to fight in the war that she knew was inevitable? Be happy that she wouldn't have to kill any one to save her own life or the lives of innocent muggleborns or half bloods? Should she be happy that she wouldn't have to see her loved ones perish?

Jolyn was pulled out of her horrid thoughts by lips smashing onto hers.

Draco was kissing her roughly, moving his lips on her still ones. His tongue slid across her bottom lip, but she didn't move. He licked her lip again, but still nothing. He grunted and pulled away.

"Have it your way then."

Draco roughly pushed her backwards, sending her plummeting into the tub of water.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! I DID it on purpose i tell you! I made this one short on purpose!