I DON'T OWN ANY OF J.K ROWLING'S CHARACTERS.

After a few weeks of settling in, Aryanna and Draco had kind of been accustomed to living with each other. For example, Draco knew that Aryanna liked to take showers in the morning and she was a mud blood. (Sure he couldn't personal with her (like love her ) but that couldn't stop any physical fun!) She spoke mostly Italian , and that she of mixed race, Italian and a quarter Eritrean , a small country in Africa. Also, she was feisty and fiery (he liked that a lot) and she didn't do anything unless she felt like it.

On Tuesday morning, Draco woke up and found that for the first time ever, the bathroom was free! So where would Aryanna be ? She couldn't be awake for sure, she wasn't an early bird, Draco just woke up late, so she would still be in bed. With only his silk silver boxers on, Draco barged into Aryanna's room , which was painted Lilac, with a for poster bed much like his, and a painting of Aryanna herself (a muggle one) ,looking beautiful as ever .It had every inch of her beauty on it , from her weird eyebrows to one of the 4 beauty spots on her face, below her chin. She was perfect .Opposite her bed was a vanity table which she used to put some trophies on and medals, for something called football 'probably a muggle sport' Draco thought.But he remembered that he was here to wake her up, so he went up to her and said in his loudest , yet calmest voice , "Wake up Spaghetti head ! It's double potions first and you're going to miss breakfast !"

"I don't want to go to lessons today" came a muffled voice from under the covers, which had a tint of annoyance in it (the voice) Draco just stood there, in awe for the umpteenth time over this girl's unwillingness to get up and her determination to do what she pleased. After 15 mins or so of arguing, Draco gave up and got ready , wondering how he would tell Snape that Aryanna hadn't come to lessons because she didn't feel like it, and that she was still in bed. 'This is going to be fun', he thought as a smirk came upon his face. The only reason he wasn't giving Aryanna hassle was because she threatened to kill him in his sleep if he even thought of insulting her heritage in any way, and once that was cleared, they acted quite civilly towards each other.

As Potions began, and Snape began pairing people up to do a Sleeping drought, Malfoy knew what would come next, and that he would have to do a lot of explaining today. "Mr Malfoy and Miss Nicola" came those dreaded words. Everybody looked around, knowing there were going to be fireworks between this infamous pair, for everybody knew how Draco and Aryanna were at each other's throats all day. But there was no sign of Aryanna, and speculation grew amongst the class to where she would be. In a broom cupboard with one of her many suitors ? In trouble ? Bunking ? Maybe even still in bed ? Alone ?(eyebrows waggle !)

Lip curling, Snape made a swift exit from the dungeons, after warning his class to carry on with their work, with threat of detention for a week. "Oh my gosh, she could be anywhere , knowing that girl !" exclaimed Pansy Parkinson ,

"Or she could be out in the quidditch field, since she's so good at it , and loves the sport so much , so that wouldn't be surprising " added Dean Thomas

"She really is something isn't she ?" asked Ron in a dreamy voice

"Wait a minute ! Don't you and Aryanna share a dorm Malfoy ?" somebody asked

"Yeah, she refused to wake up because she didn't feel like it ! Lazy cow." replied Draco in his usual drawl.

"Oh really Draco ? You amuse me, you really do ! One minute you try to bed me, then you act coldly, now you insult me ?! Santa Maria ! Your moods change like the English wezar !" came a voice from behind.

Everybody turned around. And there was a frizzy-curly haired Aryanna, with a very angry face.

Snape followed , muttering and mumbling about talking to Dumbledore , and laziness.

"Now Miss Nicola has finally decided to join us, Mr Malfoy help her catch up and the rest of you look and listen."

"You arrogant pig ! How dare you ! You could've covered for me , but oh no !figlio di puttana! Stronzo !" her face had a tinge of pink came upon her face , and her eyes turned hazel. Draco had heard of people who's eyes changed with their moods , so he was not really surprised , though she looked even prettier than usual.

A/N: Sorry my last 2 chapters have been short, it looks like more when it's on Word ! J