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Previously:

"Ouch, Skye ouch," Daniel grinned. "I'm wounded."

Skye laughed and rolled her eyes. Daniel bumped into her playfully and she bumped him back. Perhaps getting closer with Daniel Brady wouldn't be all that bad.

Still laughing, Skye tickled the pair and Daniel led them through the entrance to the kitchens.

"Whoa, talk about kitchen overload," Daniel smirked.

And it was. There were elves running madly in every direction, obviously preparing for the evenings dinner. In the midst of all the commotion however, sat a trio of Slytherin's.

Skye groaned internally. Draco, Blaise and Theodore all looked up from where they were sitting.

"Looks like we meet again," Skye joked, attempting to lighten the mood.

"Yeah," Blaise raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at Skye and Daniel's still joint hands.

Ducking her head, Skye grabbed her hand back.

"I don't think you guys know each other," she said awkwardly. "Daniel, this is Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott and...Draco Malfoy."

The boys had all stood when Skye said their names and she had to admit, they looked pretty threatening. Skye was impressed that Daniel held his ground.

"Yeah," he said. "I know Malfoy."

"Oh, really?" Skye asked. "How?"

"Quidditch," Draco all but snarled. "Your boy's a pounce."

"Is that supposed to be offensive?" Daniel challenged.

Casually, almost too casually, he threw an arm around Skye's shoulders and drew her closer to him. Skye's first reaction was to pull away, she didn't want to blur the boundary lines, but then she remembered Iris' words. He seems like the jealous type.

Smirking internally, Skye decided to test Draco's boundaries. She leant back into Daniel and, if he was surprised, he didn't show it. Instead, he simply tightened his grip on her.

Draco's eyes had narrowed dangerously.

"Yeah, it's supposed to be offensive Brady," he spat.

"Ouch," Daniel said dryly. "Now can you move? We would like some food."

"I'm not going anywhere," Draco hissed.

"Well we can hardly enjoy our meal with you breathing down our necks," Daniel shot back. "Come on Skye. Let's go find somewhere a little more...private."

Skye got the impression that he was taunting Draco a little.

"You're not going anywhere," Draco snarled.

Blaise and Theodore stepped forward, Theo's hand resting on Draco's shoulder as a warning. Draco shook him off.

"Oh yeah?" Daniel asked, stepping closer to Draco and dropping his hold on Skye. "And who's going to stop us?"

Draco's wand was out and pointed at Daniel before he could react. Slowly, painfully slowly, Daniel drew his own wand and spun it casually in his fingers.

"I've got some news for you, Malfoy," Daniel said nonchalantly. "She's not yours anymore."

"Yeah?" Draco breathed dangerously. "She's not yours either."

"Wanna bet?" Daniel said, just as quietly.

And, before Skye could even grasp what was happening, Daniel had her face cupped in his hands and was kissing her deeply. When Daniel pulled away, Skye resisted the urge to hit him. That wouldn't do much for making Draco jealous.

As it was, though, Draco looked as though he wanted to punch something, and Theodore obviously recognized that as well.

"Let's go Draco," he said.

The Slytherin grabbed Draco forcefully by the arms and directed him out of the kitchen. Blaise was left to look at Skye, something unreadable in his eyes. He looked as though he wanted to say something, but didn't. Instead, he shook his head and followed his friends.

As soon as the Slytherin's had left, Skye drew back her arm and slapped Daniel across the face. His eyes widened in shock as his hand went instinctively up to his cheek.

"What the fuck Skye?" he asked.

"Yeah, what the fuck," Skye hissed. "How the hell did you think you could get off acting like that? And why the fuck did you kiss me? Your ego shouldn't make you drop as low as that."

"Oh please," Daniel shot back. "Any moron can see that you're using me to make Malfoy jealous."

"I like you Daniel," Skye spat. "You're my friend. I'm not using you, I genuinely like you."

"I'm fine with that," Daniel said. "But not with the way you're using me. Your whole act just before was to make Malfoy jealous. You never would have done that if it was just you and me."

"Maybe not," Skye agreed. "But you just make it too easy."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean the fact that you're out to prove you can best Malfoy about anything. You're rivals, so what? I don't need to be dragged into it. Yeah, I played along, obviously a little too well, but you took it too far and I don't need you're fucking ego trip shit. I thought we could be friends, but obviously I was wrong."

With that, Skye stalked out of the kitchen. She ran into Harry and decided to stay with him. After all, Daniel wouldn't be stupid enough to confront her about what he did in front of Harry.

"Hey Skye," he said, hugging her quickly. "What's up?"

"Nothing much," Skye shrugged. "You headed to dinner?"

"Nah, I've already eaten," he said.

"Oh, so early," Skye raised an eyebrow. "Why's that?"

"I kinda have a date with Hermione," Harry said quickly, ducking his head as he blushed.

"Aww," Skye laughed. "No need to be embarrassed."

"Do you think she'll mind sneaking into Hogsmeade?" Harry asked.

"Nope," Skye said. "As long as you don't get caught."

"Like I'll get caught," he scoffed. "Anyway, I'll see you later okay? Love you."

"Love you too," Skye waved as her brother disappeared down the corridor.

She entered the Great Hall and took a seat at the Gryffindor table.

"What the hell is up with Malfoy?" Rhia whispered. "He's burning holes in the back of your head."

Skye glanced around and, sure enough, Draco was staring at her. He seemed extremely tense and was stabbing at his food like it had done him some great injustice.

"Dunno," Skye shrugged, turning back to Rhia.

"You should be thankful Harry isn't here," Rhia said.

"Yeah, thank god for small mercies, hey," Skye laughed.

At that moment, Iris dragged Dan over to Skye and sat down.

"What is going on?" Iris asked. "Brady looks really upset about something and Malfoy looks like he could kill."

"He kissed me," Skye admitted.

"Malfoy?" Rhia gasped.

"No, Daniel," Skye rolled her eyes as Iris squealed.

"I knew it," she giggled. "Didn't I tell you Dan?"

"Sure," Daniel Lupin smiled amusedly at his girlfriend.

"So why's Malfoy pissed?" Rhia mused.

"He kissed me in front of Malfoy," Skye admitted.

"No way," Iris' eyes were wide.

Skye quickly recounted the story to Iris and Rhia; even Dan seemed a little interested.

"Damn that's some love triangle," Rhia whistled lowly. "How are you going to keep that from Harry?"

"Keep what from Harry?"

The girls looked up and saw Jono looking suspiciously at them.

"Nothing," Skye muttered.

She knew that if Jono found out he would flip out and probably tell Harry as well. She didn't need that happening.

"Well if it's nothing, you won't mind me joining you," Jono slid between Skye and Rhia, effectively cutting off any chance of conversation they could have continued.

Skye bit her lip, but said nothing as Jono's friends surrounded them. She was so sick her overprotective family!

"Well, I'm done," Skye said brightly. "I'll just be off then."

She went to stand up but Jono wouldn't let her.

"I don't think so," he said.

"Why not?"

"Let's just say that you wouldn't want Harry to get an idea about what I overheard from your very enlightening conversation," Jono whispered. "Or Ri and Teddy for that matter."

Skye glared stonily at her brother as he leaned back in his seat and smirked. Now her younger brother was even all overprotective of her! Suddenly, something in her brain clicked.

"Harry put you up to this, didn't he?" she asked.

"Maybe, maybe not," Jono smirked at the annoyed look on Skye's face. "I don't like seeing you the way you were after you broke up with Malfoy. None of us did. So, we made a pact that we wouldn't let anybody hurt you that way again."

"Who's we?" Skye asked, having a pretty good idea already.

"Harry, me, Ri and Teddy," Jono shrugged. "Dad was pretty convincing that looking out for you a little more than usual would be worth our while."

"I can't fucking believe this," Skye fumed.

"Language, big sis," Jono grinned. "What would Harry say?"

"Harry can go fuck himself," Skye snarled.

Suddenly, a bulb flicked on in her head. Her mother would, presumably, have no idea about this as she wouldn't have let James interfere so much in his daughter's life if she knew.

The way out was now perfectly simple. She would write to her mother and sit back as her brothers and father were ripped to shreds about their stupid idea.

Skye smirked and leaned back in her seat. Jono glanced at her, a little warily.

"Why are you so happy?" he asked tentatively.

"No reason," Skye said. "I'm just thinking about how wonderful it is to have such a caring family."

Jono eyed her cautiously before turning back to his meal.

"If you say so," he replied.

Oh little brother, Skye thought evilly. You have no idea.

A/N Well, well, well...is this a bit of jealously I'm detecting from Draco??? And an evil Skye–interesting...haha. Please review?