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4: Detention #1

It had been a long day. I had woken up late because for some reason, the people in my dormitory never chose to rouse me. Fortunately, my first class had been Potions and Snape wouldn't give me a detention. I fell asleep in History of Magic after that. And then, for the rest of the day I was constantly fighting off Peeves and trying to get my homework load under control. Even though we were supposed to take our O.W.L.S next year, all the teachers were trying to "prepare" us.

Jos slammed her fist on the table all of a sudden. We were sitting in the library, poring over books and attempting to complete homework. "Ugh! I can't figure out what year this goblin rebellion happened!" She cried, frustrated.

I frowned, "Uhm…that's probably because you're looking in my Potions textbook."

She scowled, "Oh; sorry."

"I think you need to relax. It's only the beginning of the year anyways." I said, taking the book away from her and plopping it back into my bag.

"I just want to get good marks on my O.W.L.S."

"Since when did you care about getting good grades? You turned in an essay written on a napkin once."

Jos laughed, "I remember that; I totally forgot so in the morning, I just scrawled it on a napkin at breakfast. Professor Snape wouldn't accept it though."

I smiled in amusement before turning back to my own work. It wasn't long before Jos freaked out again, except this time it was something different. "Rayna!"
"What?" I said, alarmed.

"It's 7:57 PM."

"Yeah, so what?"

"Your detention!"

I jumped up and immediately started shoving all my books and papers and quills into my bag. "I totally forgot that was tonight! I gotta go now, bye!"

"You're welcome, by the way!" Jos yelled after me as I took off without another word. I saw the exit to the library and was about to burst out when Madam Pince, the librarian, suddenly appeared in front of me.

"No running in the library, and keep your voices down!" She scolded. "Do you want to disturb every living being in here, yelling across the library?"

"Well I gotta go to detention and I'm late so bye!" I cut across her and dashed off again. I got the feeling that I wasn't going to make in time since I had to run halfway across the school and up a tower to get to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. When I finally burst through the door, Draco was already sitting there, lounging in a chair in the second row.

"You're late! It's 8:01." Moody claimed.

"Sorry, but it's only a minute." I mumbled.

"When you've been an Auror for as long as I have, you'll learn that every minute counts. Now, sit!" He put me in front of Draco, and then plunged straight into our punishment. "For this detention, you two will sit here."
"Sit here?" Draco sounded doubtful.

"Yes, sit here." Moody repeated, "You may not talk, you may not pass notes, you may not do homework, you may not perform magic. All you can do is sit here."

So after about five minutes, I realized just how tired I was. I had sat in the library for over an hour with Jos, trying to help her with her O.W.L.S prep work while at the same time, doing my own homework. I cradled my head on the desk in my arms; maybe if I just closed my eyes for one minute…

"CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" Moody bellowed. I jumped so hard; I almost tipped my chair over. "You may not sleep either!"

I immediately perked up and muttered a curse under my breath. But when Moody asked me if I had something to say, I simply dropped eye contact and murmured "Nothing." The next 20 minutes was pure agony. I spent the majority of it counting the seconds on the clock and wishing I was anywhere but in detention. Fortunately, someone knocked on the door and Professor Moody was forced to step outside to talk to whoever it was.

Promptly, I whirled around to face Draco, "Kill me now."

"I can do that."

"If boredom doesn't kill me first." I groaned.

Draco agreed, "I know and it's only been a little more than 20 minutes. That's 40 more minutes to suffer through."

"And another hour on Saturday." I pointed out. "Moody hates us."

"Well, you know, he's just an old nut. Thinks we're dark wizards or something."

I rolled my eyes, but then I started to smile. Draco took notice, "What?"
I pursed my lips, "You were kinda cute as a ferret. Looked sort of like Azrael."
"You said you wanted me to kill you earlier?" Draco said coldly, his face still heating up anyways.

I scoffed, "Like you could actually kill anyone."

"You don't know what I'm capable of." He retorted.

"Stop acting so tough. I've known you for four years; I get you're obnoxious and mean but you would never kill someone for real."

"First of all, when we first met…I hated you." Draco stated blatantly, "And then in our second year, I still hated you."

"I still don't know how but you turned my hair into snakes that year."

"That was funny until you made them bite me."

"Like I wasn't going to get revenge. And then after that, you didn't seem to hate me anymore."

Draco shrugged, "I figured you were okay."

I felt a little disappointed but since this was Draco, I guessed this was the best I could get.

The door burst open again and Moody strode back down the aisle to the front of the room. When he passed me, he said curtly, "Turn around, Miss Alma." I watched as Moody's crazy eye swiveled around to the clock face on the wall, "Another half hour and then you're free."

Well, the next half hour took an eternity to pass. Worst detention ever; I much preferred it when teachers made me sort stuff or write an essay or something. What made it worse was I could feel Draco's eyes from behind me the whole time and it gave me the chills. I tried not to think about it and buried myself in thoughts that didn't occupy him. The clock chimed, startling me, but at least the hour was up and we were freed.

I was the first to admit, "Well, that sucked."

Draco was pretty cranky about it too, "Oh, really? I swear my father will hear about this. If you ask me, it's all just Dumbledore's fault. That old lunatic isn't even fit to be in charge of this school; what with hiring people like Mad-Eye Moody. There's a reason they call him Mad-Eye."

I wasn't exactly listening; I was used to Draco venting to me and usually it was always the same, bitter things. There were always yucky teachers or annoying students or something with Dumbledore. "I have so much homework to do."

"Yeah, same here." But the look on Draco's face told me his mind was somewhere far away.

Draco stayed with me in the Slytherin common room so we could both finish our homework. The last time I spotted on the clock was midnight and by then, everyone else had already gone down to their dorms.

I woke up, curled up in my chair, the table in front of me littered with papers, quills, and textbooks. Draco had fallen asleep across from me with his head in his arms on the table. I smiled when I realized how adorable he looked.

"You two have fun last night?" Blaise Zabini came up from the boys' dormitories. The smug look on his face told me there was another meaning to that sentence.

I scowled and sighed, "Don't even." But even as Blaise walked away, I knew he was just going to spread rumors about me and Draco. It's what Blaise did best. I ruffled Draco's hair to wake him while cleaning up the mess we made.

As Draco groggily lifted his head, I said, "Class in 10 minutes; we have Care of Magical Creatures." He groaned but eventually picked himself up as we hurried down to Hagrid's hut. Over the month, the Skrewts that we'd been taking care of had steadily grown larger. They were almost two feet in length now and had started to grow scaly, gray armor over their pale bodies. Either way, they were still disgusting and I still wanted to murder mine. Hagrid told us they had been getting restless in their cages so today we would have to walk them.

I had trouble trying to get the leash around the Skrewt and Hagrid eventually got frustrated with me and did it for me. As I pulled the Skrewt around with me, it was none other than Pansy Parkinson who confronted me, "What happened between you and Draco last night?" She looked obviously distressed about this.

"We were just doing homework, okay? Whatever Blaise told you, isn't true. Don't let the rumors get to your shallow, little head." I scoffed.

"Stay away from my Draco! He doesn't need to be getting mixed up in filth like you."

I narrowed my eyes and was about to make a smart comment back but my Skrewt started acting up. Sparks shot out from the Skrewt's end and I got propelled in the other direction from Pansy with it.

Pansy and her group of friends started laughing as I landed on the ground with a hard thud, desperately trying to get my Skrewt back under control.

I guess she won this little battle but I wasn't going let her win the war. Like it or not, I wanted Draco Malfoy as much as she did.