"Why are you changing the subject?" he stopped directly in front of me, blocking my view of the arcane door. I just ignored him and tried to maneuver my way around him so that I could see the door.

I struggled a bit but eventually was able to run around him and straight into the door.

"Oh frick that hurt!" I exclaimed as I rubbed my sore nose.

"What is the matter with you?" he looked at me as if I belonged in a mental hospital.

"Nothings the matter with me! Or maybe something is." I thought out loud "Tell me Draco do you see this giant door?" I pointed to it, hoping that I wasn't going mad.

"Of course I can see it. I'm not an idiot." He snapped, then I mentally slapped myself for being so rude when he was being so vulnerable.

"Um… do you think we should go inside?" I whispered.

"No." He barked back defensively.

"Well why not?" I could tell by how defensive he had gotten that something wasn't right.

"Because… It's restricted." He stumbled momentarily but then came up with the perfect lie.

"I don't believe you." Was all I said before opening the door.

I slowly peeked my head in ignoring Draco's very loud protest. Once I had seen for myself that no one or nothing was in the room I entered. The walls were a light sea green, and on the wall directly ahead of me their was a rather large fire place with a roaring fire already built. Their was a large and comfortable looking couch in front of the fire, and off to the right sat a small white table with matching white chairs.

"It's adorable. Now why would this be restricted?" I turned to see a worried looking Draco standing in the doorway. "Is it a secret teacher break room or something?" I asked while turning back to look at the very large window that had a wonderful view of the black lake.

"That's exactly what this is." he breathed out heavily while still standing in the doorway.

"Well then if you are in fact telling the truth and were not suppose to be here then I suggest you shut the door so we don't get caught." I shot him a sly glance before walking over to marvel at the windows view.

"What? Didn't you hear me? I said it's restricted, you do know that means that we are not to be in here?" He said mockingly.

"Yes I know what that means, now shut the dam door." I commanded then hear the light slam, and a few seconds after I heard light footsteps headed in my direction.

"Didn't peg you as a rule breaker." He stood beside me looking out the window.

"Well maybe you shouldn't be so quick to judge." I replied, without a trace of enmity. A few moments of silence passed by before I spoke up. "So what is this place?" I asked wanting the truth.

"I told you, It's a secret teachers break room." He spoke still looking out the window.

"No I said that, you just went along with it because you couldn't think up your own lie." I boldly called him out on his lie.

"Fine. Since I have a feeling that your probably not planning on dropping this easily, I'll come clean." I chuckled silently and removed my eyes from the dark water that surrounded Hogwarts and placed my sight on the puzzling boy. He stood silently.

"Well out with it, what is this place? No lies this time." I spoke up, filled with anticipation.

"Oh right that, well this is call the Room of Requirement." He let his eyes take a break from the blue sky outside and glanced at the blue in my eyes.

"Well would you care to elaborate?" I probed further, leaving the window side and making my way to the large couch.

"No, but I'll do it anyway. This is the Room Of Requirement-"

"Already said that." I cut him off.

"If your going to be rude then I might as well just leave you by yourself, and you can find your way back to your house alone." He said sternly. I pretended to zip my mouth, lock it and throw away the key. "Okay the Room of Requirement is a magical room. If you walk past it while thinking of what you want it or need it to be, it opens and is exactly how you wanted or needed it."

"So what did you ask for?" I blurted out.

"What do you mean?" He responded confused.

"Well you were pacing back and forth, and it opened, so I'm assuming it was you who opened it. So what did you want?" I explained my question.

"Oh well I… I asked it for a place to think." I could tell that this was nothing but a cheep lie.

"Liar." I accused.

"Stop doing that!" He walked over to the couch angrily.

"Doing what?" I replied innocently.

"Calling me a liar!" He rose his voice slightly.

"Well then you'll have to stop lying."

"How are you even doing that?" he questioned.

"Draco your going to have to elaborate, because I am currently breathing, talking , blinking, thinking, and how am I supposed to know which one you are referring to?" I replied sarcastically.

"How do you keep catching me in the middle of a lie?" he grunted frustrated.

"So you admit it, you were lying about what you asked the room for." I smiled triumphantly.

"Just answer the dam question." he snapped, clearly annoyed by my change in attitude.

"I really don't know. I've always just been good at reading people." I answered truthfully. "Now be honest, what did you ask for?"

"I told you I asked for a place to think." I couldn't believe that he was still trying to lie to me.

"I'm not buying that."

"Well why not? And don't say it because your good at reading me." He growled.

Something from the corner of the room caught my eye. It was the small white table that I had seen when I came in. When I looked closely I saw that it had two chairs, and on top of the table sat two cups filled with what I assumed to be water.

"Because if this room was for you to do some thinking, then why would their be two chairs, and two cup over there?" I pointed to the table in the corner, but my eyes stayed on him. "I think you wanted a place to talk." I vocalized my theory.

His eyes snapped quickly from the table to me, he looked angry, upset and defeated. I could tell that he didn't like the last emotion too much.

His lack of words confirmed what I had suspected. So I patted the spot on the couch that was next to me.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" I looked up at him, waiting for him to sit down.

"You know most people would have left well enough alone." He sighed while sitting down. "They would have just accepted the fact that I was lying, or not even noticed the lie at all." he added.

"Well I guess I'm not most people." was the only thing I could think to say. A silence fell on the both of us.

"So your American." he said trying to start up a conversation.

"Yes I am, and you made your distain for Americans very clear last night, you actually made your distain for a few things clear." He stopped me from going further by putting a warning finger up at me.

"Don't even start. I will not discus this right now I am in no mood." He leaned back in the couch and closed his eyes. I had thought he was asleep until he asked another question.

"So where are you from exactly?" He kept his head resting lightly in the couch and his eyes closed.

"California."

"So why are you at Hogwarts? I mean I didn't even know that their were wizards in the states."

I had, had enough of his small talk I wanted to know what he really wanted to talk about.

"Draco I know for a fact that this room didn't open up so that you could ask me questions about wizards in America. What is it you wanted to talk about?" I raised my voice at him.

"Nothing. It's none of your business." He raised his to match the volume of mine.

"Oh cut the crap Malfoy. What is it?" I pushed.

"It's Nothing! I'm a Malfoy! I don't need to talk to anyone, especially you. I'm supposed to be strong and independent. I don't need anybody." he suddenly exploded with anger, and it sounded like he didn't believe what he was saying, and he was still trying to convince himself that those words were true.

"Draco, It doesn't matter what your last name is, or what you think you have to be. There is going to be times when you feel lonely and there is going to be times when you want someone to talk to, and Draco even though I can see that you won't admit it to yourself, this is one of those times."

He looked up into my eyes.

"I like you better when your mean to me." he smiled slightly, I couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"and I like you better when your not yelling in my face." He laughed at the small joke and smiled a genuine smile. I had to admit that he was attractive, but the moment the though popped into my head I quickly scolded myself. He looked away from me, with a small smile on his face, and I thought to myself He doesn't seem so bad, he seems more like a small time bully then a cold-blooded murderer. Just as I finished my quick by crucial thought he looked back into my eyes.

His small smiled faded and things suddenly got very quiet. The light atmosphere that was once filled with a few friendly chuckles had changed. The air was now filled with a sort of mysterious, awkward, but romantic tension. I opened my mouth to say something, but a loud pop from the fireplace startled me and caused both of us to jump.

The loud pop seemed to remind Draco of something, because his attitude changed once more. I can tell you first hand that, that boy has some crazy mood swings.

"You should go now." He spoke quickly, sitting up. He grabbed my arm and nudge me towards the door.

"What's wrong?" I asked a small amount of concern gathering inside me.

"Nothings wrong, you've just got to go before someone finds us in here." he finally released his grip on my arm. I opened the door, peeked my head out to see if anyone was there, and then stepped out. I looked behind me to see if Draco was close.

"Aren't you coming?" I asked when I saw that he was still in the room.

"No, I'm going to stay here for a while. Your dorms on this floor, just keep going straight you'll find it eventually." and with that he closed the door leaving me there alone.

"Okay I'll find it myself… you crazy person." I mumbled to myself, then set out; dazed by his sudden change in mood, to find my dorm room.