Chapter: 20
Rated: M
By: Celeste Jacobs
Beta: Maria
Disclaimer: HP does not belong to me but Siena and the story plot do.
Draco woke up the next morning with a mind-splitting headache and visions of a pair of green eyes. He swung his legs over the side of his bed and groaned as his body protested the movement.
"You shouldn't move so quickly" said Blaise before placing his hands on the back of Draco's shoulders.
Draco immediately stiffened at the contact. The boy had climbed onto his bed and was now invading his personal space.
"Don't touch me and get off my bed Zabini" gritted Draco as best as he could.
"Relax Draco. You should be thanking me for saving your life last night. I'm the one who carried you into our room" said Blaise.
He made sure to press his body against Draco's and nearly moaned.
Draco tried to push the taller boy away but failed miserably. He knew that Blaise wasn't the one who saved him last night and inside he was trembling with fright. Blaise was stronger than he was and right now he just needed to get away.
"You're mine Draco. Remember that" whispered Blaise.
"Blaise, why don't you keep your two inch dick in your pants and realize that Drakey loves me, not you," sneered Pansy.
"How did you get in here you little bitch?" asked Blaise.
"My five year old cousin's locking charms are stronger than yours" replied Pansy.
Draco took this opportunity to unlatch himself from Blaise's hold, pushing past Pansy and out the door.
"This is all your fault, you common slut!" screeched Pansy, shooting a murderous glare at Blaise.
"Pansy, why don't you do us all a favor and kill yourself. Better yet, let me do it for you" growled Blaise as he stalked over to her.
"You can't kill me Blaise. They would have you in Azakaban faster than you can get your dick up." said Pansy.
Suddenly, Pansy found herself pushed up against a wall.
"Don't underestimate me Parkinson or you might find yourself lying in a pool of your own blood" hissed Blaise before stalking out of the door.
Hufflepuff Common Room:
Siena grabbed her Transfiguration book before heading out of the common room. She was in deep thought as she walked to Professor McGonagall's classroom. She could not get her mind off the brown-haired boy that she met in the owlery. He could see the true color of her eyes and that meant trouble. The only question was why was the Angel or Demon here in Hogwarts. Siena was determined to figure it out.
"Smoking will kill you" she said suddenly.
Harry appeared out from the shadows and watched the smoked swirl in front of him. A boy by the named of Seamus had given him a pack of Re'em's, one of the Wizarding World's own cigarettes.
"It would if I wasn't immortal." said Harry before taking another drag.
Siena shook her head and snatched the cigarette out of his hand, putting it to her mouth.
"I'm sure that we're going to get caught" she said.
"Maybe, but what is life without a little danger" replied Harry.
"Harry, according to you, danger is gutting someone ten paces in front of the police" said Siena.
Harry took back his cigarette and pushed a stray hair out of his face.
"Something's on your mind. You only wear your hair down when things get a bit confusing or when you're going to kill someone" said Siena.
"Nothing gets pass you sister" replied Harry.
He flicked the cigarette to the side and watched as it disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"I'll make a deal with you Siena. You tell me what's on your mind and I'll tell you what's on mine" he continued.
Siena thought about it for a moment.
"I'd rather keep this thought to myself for a while" said Siena.
Harry smiled a bit before turning to go to class.
"So would I Siena. So would I" replied Harry.
Siena watched his retreating figure before continuing on to class. Professor McGonagall hated when students were late.