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Previously:

They walked into class, once again taking seats on opposite sides of the room. But for the first time that day, Skye hated the distance. And, although she would never admit it, she was scared. Scared that they wouldn't be able to fix things, scared that he would walk away and never come back.

"Let's go outside," Draco suggested once their final class was over. "It's not that cold outside."

"Sure," Skye agreed readily.

As they walked outside, the cold air hit them hard. Skye pulled her robe around her body tighter, and wished she had thought to wear her scarf today. Hating the lack of contact between them, Skye grabbed Draco's hand and swung it lightly in her own. Much to Skye's relief, Draco gripped her hand tighter.

"So," she said.

"So," Draco repeated.

"Gonna tell me what's going on?"

"Gonna tell me what's going on?" Draco grinned.

Skye laughed.

"I..." she began. "I...I just don't know!"

"Come on," Draco coaxed. "You can tell me anything."

"I know," Skye smiled softly.

"So talk to me."

"I was so mad when I woke up on Saturday," Skye said. "After I took the potion of course. Before that, my head was much too sore. I don't know why, but I felt so used. Like I was just there for your entertainment or something..."

"You're not..." Draco began.

"I know," Skye said, covering Draco's mouth gently with her hand. "But that's just how I felt. I mean, Ron trusted me with responsibility of Ginny. I didn't even know if she made it back to her dorm. God, I didn't even know how I made it back to the dorm. I was going to yell at you that morning. Ginny was headed out to give Blaise a piece of her mind too."

Draco winced. "I'm glad you didn't," he said.

Skye laughed.

"I'm glad we didn't either," she said. "But we did something different. We thought that if we teased you enough and never mentioned what happened, the guilt would eat at you or something. Until you cracked and apologized or whatever. It sounded like a good idea at the time, but now," Skye shrugged. "It seems to have fucked up our relationship."

"Never," Draco insisted.

"But it could have," Skye said. "It could have really done something. Something irreversible."

"But it didn't," Draco said. "We're fine."

"You got angry," Skye reminded him.

"I was frustrated."

"You shouldn't have been."

"You shouldn't have been mad in the first place."

"I shouldn't have overreacted, like always."

"You don't overreact."

"Bullshit."

Draco laughed and Skye couldn't help but join him. His laughter was infectious, and it didn't bother Skye that she couldn't really tell what was so funny about their exchange.

"I love you," Draco grinned.

"I love me too," Skye said, deadpanned.

"Oh that's cute," Draco said, kissing Skye's nose.

"What can I say?" Skye sighed. "I try."

"You don't have to."

And with that, Draco cupped Skye's face and kissed her properly for the first time in three days. Breathless, Skye pulled away.

"I hate to ruin the moment," she begun. "But I'm cold. Reckon we could finish this in the castle?"

"Of course, mi lady," Draco laughed, bowing. "Shall we?"

"We shall," Skye grinned.

Draco took off his scarf and wrapped it around Skye's neck, ignoring her protests.

"You're cold," he said. "And there's a bit of a walk to the castle. We can't have you getting sick now can we?"

"But it's a Slytherin scarf," Skye protested. "Green and silver."

"So?" Draco smirked. "You're dating a Slytherin aren't you?"

"Yeah but green clashes with my hair!" Skye exclaimed. "I look like a freaking Christmas tree!"

"Green suits you," Draco said stubbornly. "And I like the way my scarf looks on you."

"Typical," Skye snorted. "Men love to mark their property."

"Is it a crime to want people to know that I am dating the most beautiful girl in the world?" Draco asked.

"Oh really? Who?" Skye teased.

"You know it's you, gorgeous," Draco smirked. "Don't try to deny it."

Skye laughed again and kissed Draco quickly.

"I should head back to the Common Room," she said. "And let Ginny know the game is off, so Blaise can relax."

"He'll be happy to hear that," Draco said. "I've never seen him so worried. He really cares about Ginny, you know."

"Yeah," Skye said quietly. "I noticed."

They walked back to the castle together in a comfortable silence. Draco insisted in walking with Skye to the Portrait Hole of the Gryffindor Common Room and despite her protests, Skye was glad he did.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow then," Skye said.

"Definitely," Draco promised.

Skye grinned and kissed Draco chastely, before turning to the Fat Lady. She gave the password, and with one last look back at her boyfriend, entered the Gryffindor Common Room.

All eyes were instantly trained on her as she made her way over to Harry and Ron, who were sitting by the fire.

"Why's everyone staring?" Skye asked. "I haven't done anything to cause a scandal lately."

"You're wearing a Slytherin scarf," Harry hissed, tugging at the material around Skye's neck.

"Ooh."

Reflexively, Skye fingered the scarf around her neck.

"It's Draco's," she explained.

"Obviously," Harry snorted.

"I was cold, so he gave me his scarf," Skye defended. "Would you rather I freezed to death?"

"I would rather you remember your own scarf," Harry said. "So you wouldn't have to wear a snake's."

"He's my boyfriend!"

"Doesn't make him any less of a snake does it?" Harry challenged.

Skye opened her mouth to retort angrily, but Ron cut her off.

"Don't listen to him Skye," he said. "He's just pissed because Parvati slapped him."

"Seriously?" Skye giggled. "Did you take a picture?"

"I should have," Ron smirked.

"Oh, what I would have given to see his face," Skye sighed wistfully.

Out of all the people who had been slapped during their time at Hogwarts, Harry Potter was not one of them. Every girl was madly and not-so-secretly in love with him and would never, ever dream of slapping The Harry Potter.

"But why did Parvati deem it necessary to slap you?" Skye asked, turning to her brother.

"I dumped her," he muttered, blushing lightly.

"YES!" Skye celebrated. "About time to!"

"You could at least act upset for me," Harry said, a little hurt with his twin's excited reaction.

"Why?" Skye asked. "We both know I would be pretending. Besides, I want details. What did you say?"

"I tried to break it to her gently, but it didn't work. So in the end I called her a few names," Harry admitted sheepishly. "Self-centred and bitchy came into it."

"Whew," Skye whistled. "No wonder she slapped you. I would have to."

"I know you would have," Harry grinned at his sister.

"At least now she's out of the way," Skye began. "We can focus on the girl you actually like."

And just with that sentence, the smile slid slowly off Harry's face. He was screwed.

A/N WOO! The poll has closed! And drum roll please...IT WAS A TIE! Haha, that was a result none of us were expecting! It was a tie between Hermione and Rhia, so...I guess the final decision is up to me! Ha–be afraid...

Anyway, I won't be able to update for a while as I'm going away and have absolutely no access to internet, but I'll be back in around three-four days so I'll try and update ASAP. Don't forget to review!