The next day...
I woke up feeling a sharp pain in my back, most likely due to the way I slept, or swelling because of the humidity and heat. I got up out of my coffin shaped bed, pulling up fuchsia colored sheets and a black comforter. The comforter was much to large, it sprawled out in a mess of Maroon lace as I stood up and stripped off my Cradle of Filth shirt that my ex-beau had gotten me when we first went out. I loved that shirt far too much to discard it.
I looked out the window and saw that is was raining again as the drops hit my window, making a bit of the same rhythm that is did the previous day. I made up a melody that went along with the static beat, humming as I stripped of my shirt and tossed it to my bed, just barely missing it. I searched for a dress in my closed, and found a leather gown that had a shrug top attached to it. I opened my dresser and grabber the first pair of fishnets without looking, and put them on, then my dress. I put on the same boots that I wore yesterday, after knocking them together to get some of the mud off. As I put in a pair of earnings my hair had kept getting in the way, so I took a head band and wrapped it around multiple times, creating a messy bun.
I was startled by the sound of the door opening. It was Willow, a good friend of mine from the commons. She tucked her pink streaked black hair back behind her ear. She wore a Charles Manson shirt that went to her mid-thigh, just above the jean skirt she wore with red stilettos. Her red lips moved as she said "Hey, I saw you with Draco yesterday..." She said in a somber tone. We began walking down the great hall.
"Er...yeah." I said, knowing Willow liked him.
"What did you two talk about?" She inquired.
"Oh, nothing, he called me a muggle after insulting one of the girls that tripped." I said, avoiding any drama that could come with the right answer.
"Ah.."She said, looking a lot better.
Just then as we reached the Slytherin common room Draco walked up to me upon seeing Willow depart.
"What do you want?" I snarked, with a sudden change of mood.
"I wanted to apologize, you know, if that's okay with you." He stated in a smart manner.
"I don't see why, but apology accepted. It's not really a big deal in the first place." I shrugged, calming down.
"I suppose." He said. "but you know what? I still want to make it up to you." He said, a bit out of character.
"Oh?" I said, "How?"
"Well, there's a band playing at Hogsmeade tonight..."
"Who?"
"Celtic Frost." He said. "Pretty old, but still amazing. At least I think so. It's shit like Black Sabbath." He continued.
"Never heard them, but why not." I thought out loud.
"Cool..I'll pick you up when it's time.
The rest of the day went by rather slowly, I barely consumed anything...for some reason I was nervous about my...plans with Draco.