A/N: Woot I'm actually updating again! Hooray for me! I'd just like to give a special shout-out to naynay87 and Naheera for their awesome reviews. You guys effing wrock! Enjoy this new chapter cuz if you don't I will...cry and stuff..you know..that old chestnut...lol

Raven stared at her eggs, painfully bored. It was Wednesday; middle of the fucking slowest week she'd had in awhile. All she could think about lately was the Quidditch game this Saturday. She swore Hogwart's resident poltergeist, Peeves, was slowing down time just to piss her off. She knew that wasn't the case, but she wanted to blame someone for something. Raven sighed and started to randomly build a little house out of her bacon. She was interrupted when the usual morning swarm of owls rushed in, each of them finding their recipients, dropping letters and packages into laps, plates, and cups of pumpkin juice. A great horned owl landed unceremoniously on top of Raven's plate, obliterating her bacon house. She smiled in delight at the sight of her feathery friend. He gazed up at her with soft golden eyes, arranging his wings accordingly.

"Alduin, I've missed you! I'm sorry I haven't come to visit you much." Raven cooed at him, scratching gently under his beak before slipping an envelope from his mouth. He hooted and attacked her bacon while she tore open the letter, scanning its contents. She screamed in excitement, which caused Alduin to knock into her goblet, spilling milk everywhere, and then flying off in disgruntlement. Raven could care less at the stares. She was sure they all thought her psychotic anyway. Going back to the letter, she read it again, though more slowly.

Dear Rave,

Why the FUCK haven't you written me since moving to Hogwarts? It's been almost a month since I've heard from you. I know your bitch ass hasn't forgotten about me already. Yeah me, your best friend, the one you abandoned at Beauxbatons. You remember that uptight, dried-up, virginal school, yes? Well they're finally kicking me out. Guess I was just a little too real for them. Oh well, they can suck it. So yeah, be expecting me real soon my little sugarplum!

With Much Love,

Gwen

Raven folded the note and slipped it into her robe pocket. She was ecstatic at the news. She had secretly missed her friend, thinking she'd never really see her again. Sure she had made a couple of friends, but though Luna and Hermione were sweet girls, Raven missed her feisty, trouble causing, take no shit, other half. She grinned mischievously to herself. Hogwarts was about to get a bit more interesting around here.

Raven breezed into her last class of the day, Divination. Most students thought it a waste of time as well as some professors, but she'd always been a little intrigued by the mystery of it. It was a bit embarrassing at times though when her aunt, who taught the class, acted like a crazy old bat. Though that aside, the professor was her family so Raven had put a stop to students making fun of her real quick.

"Behold the powers…that be," whispered Professor Trelawney as she flicked her wand across the room. At each table a sheet that had been hiding something lumpy, slid down to the floor to reveal round, smooth, and cloudy crystal balls. There were a couple of sighs and a few snickers. Somebody had the audacity to mutter, "Are you serious?" Raven zeroed in on the person with a sharp, warning glare. It was some stuck-up bitch by the name of Lavender Brown. The girl saw her and quickly looked away, suddenly finding her crystal ball very fascinating. Professor Trelawney continued on.

"I want you to release all thoughts and focus. Go deep within yourself and as you gaze through this crystal portal of your mind, let it find the answers and secrets you seek."

The candles dimmed, casting shadows across the room. Raven placed her palms on the table and leaned forward, her eyes fixed and steady on the ball before her. Though she tried a good solid ten minutes to see something, the atmosphere inside the round object remained cloudy and uneventful. Maybe her aunt really was full of crap. Raven started spacing out and random thoughts began to stream through her mind.

(I better not suck at my first match. If I lose to Marcus and his merry band of reptiles, I'll just die. I wonder when Gwen's coming. What house will they put her in? Draco is such a toad. Pansy isn't even that pretty…pug-faced little twat. Isn't there a button somewhere to make this damn thing work? Blaise is so sweet to me…unlike that pretty, puffed up, preening, pale vampire…GAH!)

Raven's head pulsed, blood-filled anger hitting her temples like a battering ram. The crystal ball glowed briefly, the fog thinning. Raven's eyes widened and she held her breath, eager to see what it would reveal. The first image that materialized was that of her friend Gwen Lewis. Gwen was walking to the Quidditch pitch wearing, oh lord, was that leather and fishnets? Yes, yes it was. Raven shook her head. She hadn't changed a bit. Time fast forwarded to show Gwen having an argument with a tall, very well built guy. Raven couldn't make a good guess about whom, since the view would only show him from behind, but whoever it was, he was definitely stroking Gwen the wrong way. Time flipped forward again and this time showed Blaise and Draco standing on either side of Raven herself. At first she didn't get what was supposed to happen, because well, nothing was. Raven concentrated and took a closer look at what was going on in the scene. There were small details that were ever shifting and changing. At first glance it showed Blaise smiling at her, but underneath, his face would darken like a shadow passing over. His eyes would look angry and glint almost red, yet the smile was in place all the while. Raven felt a tiny ripple of unease, but cast it aside, unsure what the meaning was. She turned her attention on Draco, who wasn't looking at her at all, but instead was gazing at the ground, an expression of pain tightening around his mouth. His hands were fisted at his sides and when he hunched over, she noticed something filmy rising from his back, flapping gently. They were…no…that makes absolutely no sense. Those weren't…-

"Raven my girl, come back." A voice interrupted, a gentle hand shaking her shoulder. Raven was snapped out of her seemingly trance-like state. She looked around and saw that the classroom had been mostly cleared out. She glanced up at Trelawney.

"Sorry Professor, I kind of spaced out for a bit." The frazzled older woman shook her head in an emphatic no.

"Nonsense, dear girl, you have the sight; like me." Raven resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"I don't know about all that, but thanks I guess." Raven stood up to leave, but Trelawney took hold of her hand, her grasp surprisingly strong.

"You're confused about what you saw." She said simply.

"I'm not sure what I saw." said Raven, startled.

"You don't understand now, but you will. Be careful Raven. Light is not always good, as darkness is not solely evil. People are not who they appear to be. If you ignore the warnings, it won't be your heart's desire you receive, but your undoing." Trelawney let go and drifted away leaving Raven feeling to be honest, a bit spooked about her aunt's cryptic message. She gathered up her things quickly, making a swift exit like a hound from hell was nipping at her heels.

Raven decided to swing by the library so that she could finally get a start on her potions essay. Snape wanted an outrageous twelve inches explaining the purpose and effects of the love draught they had mastered. It felt like he was punishing them for having to teach it in the first place. Raven sighed, knowing she'd have to bullshit her way through most of it. Not because she didn't get it, but because she figured she couldn't really concentrate on anything after that bizarre incident in Divination. Raven's head was lowered, watching the ground as she walked, her ears closed to sound, so she didn't see Blaise leaning against the wall just outside the library.

"Hello, little goddess." He greeted cheerfully. Raven's head snapped up like a startled doe after a gunshot. When she looked at him, he smiled slowly at her and she relaxed, returning one of her own.

"What are you doing here, Zabini? I didn't know Slytherins actually knew where the library was." She teased. He rolled his eyes and reached out a hand to grab a handful of her robes, reeling her in. She went willingly and slowly slid her hands up his chest to his shoulders, leaving them there.

"Hey, we've been known to read once or twice. Pretty out of character I know, but there it is." One of his hands rose to sift through her mass of hair to cup the back of her head. He leaned down to brush his lips against hers in a butterfly soft kiss. She smiled, her troubled thoughts slipping completely away as she reciprocated. They made out for a bit before Raven slowly pulled away after leaving a few quick kisses in her wake. His emerald eyes drank her in, stroking over her delicate features.

"You have no idea how crazy you make me." He murmured his voice gruff. Raven giggled and fluttered her eyelashes.

"Oh I think I do."

"Tease." He growled playfully. She threw an air kiss at him and stepped out of his arms.

"Well, I better get inside and get this stupid potions essay done. Did you want to meet up after?"

"How can I say no to that pretty face? Hmm…you should come by the Slytherin common room around eight. I'll make sure you can get in." he offered. Raven didn't know if that was such a good idea. Draco would more than likely be there, and that might make things kind of weird.

"I thought that sort of thing wasn't allowed."

"Pffft, babe, you're going to learn that Slytherins will do what they want, when they want, so don't worry about it. Go do your homework like a good girl, then come see me, ok?"

"Alright, until later then."

Blaise pushed off from the wall, stroking the back of his hand down her cheek before striding off down the corridor, whistling. Raven went inside the library and found a table in a secluded corner. She pulled out a sheet of parchment and a quill from her bag, cracking down on her almost due assignment. Things were going relatively well until she was shook from her studies by the sounds of obnoxious giggling. Quill paused in mid-stroke; she flicked her eyes up to see who dared to shatter the silence. Two people dropped noisily into chairs at a table not far from her own.

"Drakey darling, why can't we just do this later?" pouted Pansy in that whiny way of hers. Raven's hand clenched around her quill and she squeezed her eyes shut, counting to three before opening them again. Nope, they were still there.

"It can't wait Pansy. It's due tomorrow," came Draco's calm reply. Pansy huffed and crossed her arms.

"I'm bored." She lamented. Raven bored holes into the back of her head.

(If you want excitement bitch, I can put my foot up your skinny ass.)

Draco laughed softly at Pansy which made Raven grind her teeth together.

"It won't take long, pet. Then I'm yours for the rest of the evening." He assured her. Pansy brightened at his seductive appeasement and clung to his arm, dropping a kiss on his neck. Raven was about to projectile vomit on the both of them.

(This is ridiculous. Gods, why am I being punished? What the fuck did I do to deserve this? You just like to play games Malfoy, is that it? Does it get you off knowing what a giant asshole you are? Pansy I swear if you keep opening your mouth, you're gonna find slugs shooting out of it.)

Raven wanted so badly to leave, but in order to do so, she'd have to walk by them. She weighed her options carefully. She could stay until they left first, which was the pussy way out and she'd have to witness Pansy making a fool out of herself, or she could nut up and flee as confidently as possible. She chose the latter.

(I'm not gonna hide like a little bitch while you scaly Slytherin fucks have a grand time together. Fuck that.)

Raven gathered her belongings and rose to her feet. With shoulders straight, she strode determinedly for the door. She kept her eyes forward and pretended they weren't there as she swept past.

(Don't see me don't see me don't-)

"Oh is that you, Trelawney?" came a sugary sweet voice.

(FUCK MY LIFE!)

Raven cringed and halted, turning slowly on the balls of her feet. She plastered a fake smile to her face before facing them fully.

"Why hello, Pansy," she said in a pseudo surprise tone, "and you as well, Malfoy." She continued, genuine coolness seeping in. His gray eyes sparkled in amusement as he slowly perused her from head to toe then back up again.

"Fancy meeting you here, little bird. Where are you off too in such a hurry?" he drawled lazily. Pansy frowned at him, not liking his usage of Raven's pet name.

"I have somewhere to be. Well, someone to be with if you want to get technical about it." She replied with slight snark added. His lids lowered to half mast, not giving away anything of his thoughts.

"How is dear old Blaise anyway? You two seem to be getting close. One question…" he said before trailing off. Rave raised an expectant brow.

"Yes? What is it Malfoy, I haven't got all night." He leaned back in his chair and clasped his hands in front of him.

"Has he fucked you yet?" The question flowed out of his mouth as if he had just asked about the weather. Raven struggled to find her voice which was only made worse with the serene smile that was lifting his lips.

"You…disgusting…gutter-born…PIG!" she yelled, her volume climbing to record levels by the end. Just as she whipped out her wand to hex him to oblivion, the witch that oversaw the library rushed over to assess the trouble brewing within her precious place of learning.

"You girl, put that way at once! I won't have you foolish students defiling my books. Now shoo, get out before I send a complaint to your houses!"

Raven shoved her wand back inside her robes, growling incoherently as she stomped her way out of the library, leaving behind a screeching Pansy and pleased looking Malfoy.

Raven ditched her crap on her bed before heading down into the dungeons where the Slytherin snake pit was located. She was still fuming over the nerve that blonde bastard displayed earlier.

(Did I fuck Zabini…who asks shit like that? Especially since it's obvious he's moved his affections along to some other unfortunate girl.)

A strange feeling clawed at the pit of her stomach that seemed a lot like…nope…not going there. Raven walked the length of the desolate corridor until she reached what looked like a dead end. It was just a plain stone wall with a flickering candle-filled sconce on either side.

(Heh, I guess this must be it, but I have no way of getting in without the password. Blaise never mentioned it either. Godammit, men always forget the important stuff.)

"Uh…Salazar." Nothing happened. Raven knew it wasn't going to be that easy so she tried again.

"Slytherins rule." Nothing.

"Snakes R Us." Still nothing. Raven wracked her brain knowing it was a futile effort.

"Malfoy sucks." Was her last attempt.

"Good to know." Said Blaise, laughing behind her. She jumped and spun around, her face flushing in embarrassment at having been caught basically talking to herself.

"Damn you almost gave me a heart attack." She squeaked out.

"Sorry about that, love. You know you're very unobservant." He stated jokingly, drawing near. She glared at him, not amused in the least.

"Thanks."

"Aww don't be angry with me, little goddess. Come, let's go inside shall we?" He planted a swift kiss on her lips before linking her fingers with his.

"Pureblood." He said matter-of-factly to the obstinate gray wall. She lifted a brow at him and he shrugged, grinning sheepishly.

"I didn't choose it." She tsked and let him lead her inside the serpent's lair.

The common room was, to say the least, a bit dreary. Sure the furniture was pretty ornate and grand, what with the carved dark wood and opulent green leather couches. Blaise collapsed onto one of them, propping his feet up on a low table in front of it. He tugged on her hand and she fell half into his lap. He wrapped an arm around her waist holding her tight. She felt a bit awkward since they weren't exactly alone, and the curious looks they attracted made her feel more out of place.

"So, what do you think of our humble little home?" Raven's eyes roved around the room, trying to find a nice way to put her answer.

"It's uh…very pretty…in a dark sort of way." Blaise laughed.

"No it's not. It's a fucking bat cave down here, bloody cold too."

"Well I was trying to be nice. So don't ruin it." She said in a mock stern voice.

"That's a first, Trelawney," came a silky reply. Raven froze and her head snapped towards the passageway. Her heart plummeted to see Draco there, as radiant as ever with Pansy hanging off of him like one of those fish that eat the refuse off of a shark's body. Pansy sneered at her in annoyance.

"What are you doing in here? God why are you always around where you're not wanted?" she spat out. Raven opened her mouth to tell her off, but Draco beat her to the punch.

"Hush, Pansy. We don't want to be rude to our guest now do we?" he said with a quirk of his lips, literally dragging her to the couch opposite Blaise and Raven's, ignoring her irritated snarl. He sat down gracefully, casually draping his arms across the back of the leather encased sofa. Pansy plopped down next to him, crossing her arms and looking disgustedly at the table. Raven couldn't help but notice how Draco's crisp white shirt stretched across his leanly muscled chest. Her face flamed when he caught her looking and his famous smirk appeared, widening at her reaction. Blaise slid a hand to her bare thigh, giving it a squeeze.

"Don't worry, I want you, love." He said, kissing her ear.

"I want you too." Raven said, kissing the tip of his nose, Malfoy be damned. Pansy made a gagging noise.

"Ugh, Drake baby, do we really have to stay here and watch them snog? It's making me sick." Draco released a nearly inaudible sigh.

"Yes, we do. Now play nice." He muttered; his silver eyes fixated on the hand holding Raven's thigh. Raven wasn't sure, but it looked like a muscle was ticking in his jaw.

(Is Malfoy getting upset about Blaise and me? Oh that's rich, when he's sitting there with his constantly mewling little whore.)

"You are getting very close to being put in the dog house, Drake. Just so you know." Parkinson hissed. Draco pulled the intensity of his gaze from Raven and turned it onto his yappy little tramp.

"I know something that could change your mind." He said sensuously low before leaning into her to whisper something in her ear. Whatever it was made Pansy swallow hard and redden, giggling.

"You're so bad." She flirted.

"Not bad. Good. Really, realllly good." He drawled, his eyes sliding back to Raven. She coughed and dropped her gaze to Blaise's chest, her fingers absently toying with one of his buttons. Blaise took the hand that was wrapped around her waist and brought it up to play with the soft curls on her head, sometimes brushing the side of her neck.

"So are you looking forward to the game this Saturday?" Blaise asked Draco, trying to make conversation.

"Immensely," Draco purred, "seeing as how Slytherin is sure to win. Again." Blaise chuckled at this.

"I dunno Malfoy; you might have to up your game. I hear Raven's pretty damn good. She has a Firebolt now you know."

"Does she now?" Raven tossed Draco a smug smile.

"Sure do, Ferret. So you better watch your ass." He raised his eyebrows in amusement.

"I'll be watching yours as well, little bird." She glared daggers at him for that saucy remark. The pompous prince winked back.

"How did you even afford it, Trelawney? Isn't your family poor as well as being trash?" Pansy spouted scornfully. Raven sat up straight, her teeth grinding together, trying to keep her cool. Blaise cleared his throat.

"Actually, Parkinson, I bought it for her. I'd do anything for my girl." Pansy laughed aloud.

"Yeah, I'll bet. Did she sleep with you to get it?" Raven was already on her feet before Blaise could stop her. She stepped around the table to tower over Pansy in a threatening manner.

"Listen you little dog-faced bitch, my family is not poor, and trash? I'm just as pureblooded as any one of you self-righteous pricks. Another thing, you want to question my motives with my boyfriend? Has sucking Draco's cock made you brave, or just stupid? You know what, Pansy dear? I think you're just a status climbing slag!" Raven spit out the last of her venomous words and was ready to lunge if Pansy were to say one more word, but for once; the silly twit was miraculously struck speechless.

"Mmm, shall I go fetch some pudding from the kitchens?" Draco suggested. Raven pinned thunderous eyes on him.

"Whatever for, Malfoy?" she snarled.

"Well if you girls are going to brawl, I might as well make it more interesting for everybody."

"You really wanna do this right now, Ferret? A flick of my wand and your face will be where your ass is!" she warned, already going for the aforementioned wand.

"Babe, maybe I should walk you to your dorm, what do you say?" asked Blaise in way to head off a near catastrophe.

"Aww but we're having so much fun." Draco pouted.

"Malfoy shut your bloody mouth already. You're just asking for a hexing tonight," growled Blaise, finally losing patience with his friend. Draco shrugged nonchalantly, suddenly looking bored. Blaise took Raven's arm and guided her past the two Slytherins to the passageway. As she followed him she thought she heard Malfoy say "Sweet dreams, Raven" after her.

Raven tapped her foot restlessly during the last half hour of potions class. She ignored everyone, her nerves on edge thinking about the game tomorrow.

(I'm going to be eating my pride with a spork if I fail my team. I talked a lot of shit not only to Marcus, but to Dra- I mean Malfoy and Pansy as well. How dumb will I look if I can't even back myself up with action? Christ, Rave, you really put yourself in a corner now. I think I'll have to squeeze in some last minute practice before bed.)

When class ended, Raven decided to forego dinner and devote the rest of her evening to Quidditch. She didn't bother to change, just snatching her broom from her dorm and heading to the pitch. For the next couple of hours she experimented with different maneuvers, seeing what would work and what wouldn't, while also devising some kind of strategy to beat Malfoy with. When darkness swallowed the sky, Raven called it quits for the day and brought herself to the ground, hopping off her Firebolt. As soon as she did so, she heard clapping to the left of her. Startled, she nearly dropped her broom as she whipped her head to see who it was. Blaise sauntered forward, admiration sparkling like gems in his eyes.

"Shit Blaise, were you a ninja in a past life?" Raven asked with an exasperated smile. Blaise furrowed his brow in confusion.

"What is a nin…jaw?" Raven laughed and shook her head.

"Er, never-mind. So have you been here this whole time?" Blaise came closer and took hold of her broom, laying it on the grass.

"I was looking for you and asked someone where you went off to. I only witnessed about a half hour of practice and I have to say, you are one fast, talented, little witch." He grabbed her loosened tie in his hand, fingers grazing the skin beneath her partially unbuttoned shirt and slowly pulled her towards him. She peeked up at him through her lashes, giving him a sexy look.

"You like my moves?" she asked, her voice husky. Blaise stared down at her, drinking her in greedily. His hands smoothed down her waist and settled low on her hips.

"You have no idea." He said, dropping kisses along her throat, sucking and nipping his way to her ear, dragging his teeth across the sensitive lobe.

"I want to show you some moves of my own." He uttered hotly against her skin. Raven closed her eyes and let her head fall back in a low moan. Her hands ran up his broad chest, fingers threading through his midnight hair. He growled as he traced his lips to hers, tongue sweeping across the pouty bottom. Her mouth opened under his, and softly whimpered as his tongue slipped in to dance with hers. Blaise's hands abandoned her hips to slide up under her shirt, stroking up her back, fingers playing at the clasp of her bra. He broke the kiss and pulled away, lowering his tall frame to the ground.

"Come here, little goddess." He murmured in a seductive purr. Raven bit her lip and dropped down onto his lap, legs on either side of his, straddling him. He groaned as the most intimate part of her brushed against the growing bulge in his pants.

"Am I hurting you?" Raven asked concerned, causing Blaise to chuckle.

"Only in the sweetest way." He replied, his fingers plucking the buttons of her shirt open to reveal what they hid. Raven shyly folded her arms over her chest, but he took her hands and moved them away.

"Don't. You're beautiful." He whispered. She couldn't help but blush at the intensity coloring his voice and she let his gaze have its fill of her. She squealed has he abruptly flipped her on her back, lowering his weight onto her, his hips snuggling between her milky thighs. She gasped at the contact which he swiftly silenced with a hard, possessive kiss. He moved his mouth down her jaw to her throat, sucking sharply before continuing lower, laving his tongue in the cleavage of her quivering breasts.

"Blaise!" she cried out, tossing her head to the side. He gave a sinful laugh, placing his lips on her belly, tongue tasting her. Raven though she must surely be in heaven; she was with one of the hottest boys in school. Blaise was so sweet and nice, and definitely had all the right moves, but something was intruding into her euphoria. She tried to push whatever it was away, but it would not be ignored. Images of her and Draco snogging on the very same pitch, on the very same ground, flashed ruthlessly through her mind and her whole body froze.

(Oh Gods, why do I have to think about him now? I just can't seem to get away from him. That asshole has to ruin a perfect moment as usual.)

Blaise noticed the change in her body and he looked up at her questioningly, the fire in his eyes never fading.

"What is it, love? What's wrong?" he asked. Raven sighed, unsure how to explain. What's any good way to tell your boyfriend you were thinking of another guy while fooling around?

"I'm sorry, I can't do this right now." She said, hating herself for putting the hurt confusion in his eyes.

"Have I done something? You were enjoying yourself a second ago." He said, a hand tightening on her thigh. She made a small sound of pain.

"No, no! I just…I'm…I haven't…done this before." She finished lamely, even though it was true. His grip lessened immediately, his eyes wide.

"What? You mean you've never…with anyone?" he said, his voice incredulous. Raven's face burst into three shades of red.

"No, godammit." She said, sliding out from under him, re-buttoning her shirt before standing up. He stood up also, picking up her Firebolt and handing it o her. He ran a hand through his hair, his breath pushing past his lips.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect that at all." He said. Raven frowned at him.

"Why's that? Oh I see, you thought I was a whore along with everyone else, didn't you?" she yelled, feeling sick, tears pricking her eyes. Denial was in his eyes and on his lips as he spoke.

"Don't be ridiculous, Raven. I've never thought that about you."

"I need to go." Raven said, suddenly very tired.

"You don't want to talk about this?" he asked.

"Not right now, besides I have to get to bed anyway. Quidditch tomorrow." She replied as she turned to leave.

"Fine," he said disappointed, "good luck tomorrow." She didn't answer as she left him staring after her, anger simmering just under his calm façade.

Raven finished getting ready, pulling on her leather bracers, and then sweeping up her long hair into a ponytail. The deafening roar of the excited crowd outside made her heart pound in a mix of fear and adrenaline, making her palms slightly damp.

(Come on, Rave, pull yourself together. Just play the game.)

"'Sup, Trelawney? You're looking a bit pale." Said Duncan Ingleby, one of the Ravenclaw beaters.

"Am I? Well, I'm fine. Really." Duncan gave her a knowing look but didn't call her out.

"Today is the day, I can feel it. Those bloody Slytherins are going to get a good 'ol fashioned ass whoopin'." Raven laughed and playfully punched his shoulder.

"You can bet on it. I've waited nearly a month for this. I'm going to take down Malfoy so hard, his father will hear of this."

"Shouldn't be too hard, his father bought the only talent his team ever had."

"I'm going to just laugh in that perfect, smug, stupid face of his." Raven gleefully said; getting into the moment, barely noticing Duncan was there anymore.

"Yeah…and we're going-"Duncan began, but Raven was past listening.

"Hey, maybe I'll make him look so bad; Flint will throw him off the team." Duncan just looked at her.

"Thinks he's such hot shit and all. Even if he is, I don't think so." Duncan cleared his throat.

"Er, Raven, game's about to start. We should-"

"I mean Pansy will probably drop him like a blast-ended skrewt after this. Then again she's a trifling little twat, so who knows…"

"Raven…"

"Can you believe he actually kissed the living hell out of me then switched to Parkinson? I'm not trying to say I'm all that or anything, but damn Malfoy as some ridiculously low standards, don't you think?" she went on, looking at Duncan expectantly. He opened his mouth to say something but she plowed on.

"Is there something wrong with me? What, am I not pretty enough for that womanizing, albino ferret?" Duncan's eyes were wide and somewhat scared, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air.

"Trelawney! What the hell are you still doing in here? Ingleby too? What is this, some last minute little tea party? We have a match to win people, now get a freaking move on!" Penelope yelled, impatient disbelief written all over her face. Raven snapped out of her bizarre tirade and grabbed her Firebolt. Duncan had already made his escape before the captain had finished speaking.

"Sorry Pen, I kinda spaced." Penelope rolled her eyes and sighed, waving an arm to hurry her up.

"We don't have time for that. Priorities, Trelawney." She turned and exited the changing rooms with Raven following close behind.

Things were going pretty well for the Ravenclaw team so far; due mostly to Terence Higgins not holding down the Slytherin fort very well. Despite that, Raven's team was only about fifty points ahead. She needed to find the snitch and soon. She kept a tail on Malfoy, ready to spring into action if he gave off any sign of spotting it first. So far, neither seeker's attention was caught. Raven circled the pitch, dodging and ducking past bludgers and players as she searched. At one point, when she neared Marcus, he kicked out at her but she swerved sharply to miss him, throwing up her middle finger.

(Where the fuck is it? Come on come on come on!) She griped, her eyes flicking everywhere.

Something flashed, and her gaze honed in on it. The snitch was fluttering near the Slytherin grandstand. Luckily she was closer, and she set off at a moderate pace, not wanting to alert Malfoy. Her effort was for naught because he seemed to sense what was up. He sped up until he was right behind her. As she was nearing the snitch she felt a tug on her broom. Looking back, she saw that Draco was grabbing at it to slow her down. She scowled at him, but he just grinned at her before flying beside, then stopping in front of her. She cut her speed so she wouldn't crash into him, her eyes frantically looking for the snitch, but it was no longer there."

"Draco, what the FUCK!" she fumed, a fist slamming onto her thigh in frustration.

"I'm playing the game, little bird." He said innocently. She glared fiercely at him.

"You're fucking cheating, Malfoy! Is that the only way you can win, Daddy's boy?" she spat. His silver eyes lit with amusement and he drew nearer to her.

"Do call me Draco again, pet. I like the way it rolls of that sweet little tongue of yours." He drawled, eyes dropping to her furious mouth. Raven growled in annoyance.

"Dra- Malfoy, I'm not doing this with you right now." Draco snickered while leaning forward on his broom.

"Face it, Trelawney, you know I get under that luscious skin of yours. Ever since that scorching kiss, you've been thinking about me. I can't get it out of my mind. Only when I dream about it, you're deliciously naked and I'm inside of you." He purred erotically. He was near enough that they almost touched. She was about to reach up and slap his arrogant face when the snitch appeared again, this time by Draco's right ear. She thought quickly on how she could possibly be able to snatch it out of the air before he knew. She had an idea. Before she lost her nerve, she pulled up even closer, a devilish gleam in her eye.

"Actually…Draco," she spoke in a provocative tone, "nothing would please me more than to take a ride on that lovely broomstick of yours." She walked her fingers slowly up his chest, causing him to grab her hand, slamming her forward against him. Her hand cradled the back of his neck and dragged him to her mouth, covering his in a deep, lustful kiss. She sucked his lower lip as her other hand slid up his hard thigh, crawling up his stomach, his chest, then his shoulder. He lifted his lips from hers briefly, his breath uneven.

"Fuck, Raven, I've wanted to do that to you again ever since our little practice." Raven smiled, her fingers inching ever closer to the snitch.

"Am I better than Parkinson?" she asked coyly. He barked out a laugh.

"I never planned on touching her. She was a means to an end."

"Oh, and what was that?" Raven asked curiously.

"It's not important." He said, leaning in to claim her lips again just as she wrapped her fingers around her little golden treasure. She put a hand to Draco's chest, now done with her game.

"Uh uh uh, Malfoy. I'm taken remember?" she turned away but Draco caught her arm. His beautiful gray eyes bored into her, all traces of passion and amusement slipping from his face.

"I want you to leave Blaise." He whispered harshly. Raven gulped, realizing that her little stunt was landing her in deep shit.

"What, for you?" she asked with fake surprise.

"Who else, little bird? Yeah, for me."

"Sorry Malfoy, but you were just my little means to an end." She said haughtily, finally flashing her game winning ace. His face flicked from it to her, his expression growing dark, his eyes mercurial.

"Neat little whore's trick, Trelawney. Bask in your glory for now, but sooner or later you're going to find yourself finishing what you start. I'm going to enjoy that day my deceitful little vixen." The cheering crowd drowned out whatever reply she had begun to say. Draco turned his back and flew away, leaving her to feel both elated and ashamed at the same time.

Raven was the last to leave the changing rooms, wanting to make sure most of the students were gone, especially Draco. As soon as she stepped out into the evening, hands grabbed her and flung her up against the wall. She cried out in shock and pain, her eyes shooting to her attacker.

"B-Blaise? What are you-"she stammered.

"Shut up!" he roared, green orbs cold and hateful. His hands were fisted at his sides. Raven felt a tremor of fear spiral through her, and she began to tear up.

"Quit your crying and explain to me why my girlfriend was snogging my supposed best mate for all to see!" he spat, getting into her face.

"I'm sorry! I only wanted to win, I swear, that was it." She whimpered, feeling like a mouse about to be struck down by a cobra. Blaise curled his lip in disgust and punched his fist into the wood next to her head. She flinched, her eyes closing, a small sob escaping her lips. Nothing happened for a few moments as all she heard was her own ragged breathing, her pulse pounding in her ears. Then she felt a gentle hand tilt her chin up.

"Look at me." Blaise asked in a suddenly calm voice. She dared a peek up at him and saw that his face was apologetic and remorseful.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I just care a lot about you, and the thought of you with someone else just…sets me off. I know why you did what you did. Forgive me?" He gathered her up in his arms, his face in her hair, hands stroking soothingly up and down her back. Raven hugged him, staring off at the castle, numb and unsure of the whole situation.

"I forgive you." She murmured, feeling oddly sad and alone.

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