Author's Note: Hello lovelies I know it is short but so much has happened. I didn't have this laptop for a year and a lot has changed. I am still married and we are going to start trying for a baby in March. I am now on a HUGE health kick and trying to lose weight by doing 5 to 6 classes of Zumba a week. Please bare with me. I know this chapter is short. And I know I suck with break up scenes. :P

Draco was starting to act different. His smile was starting to fade into a scowl, even when he was with her. The young Slytherin once smiled when she was with him. He would whisper sweet nothings in her ear. Now the whispers were tainted with insults. They used to have secret meetings to get away from school life. He would cancel their secret meetings without as much as an explanation. Her blonde haired lover would stay awake late at night talking to his friends. A couple of times she would walk downstairs and his friends would hush midsentence. They all stared at her and remained silent until she left them.

Charlotte never felt so alone in her life. She wasn't sure what to do with everything that was happening around her. He was starting to become one of them. A death eater was slowly forming before her very eyes. Could he be strong enough to take out the hate from his heart? His entire family couldn't and she didn't have much hope in him.

It was now the middle of her seventh year at school. Dolores Umbridge was causing havoc towards everyone. Plenty of times she had run ins with the crazy pink lady. She sat too close to someone or broke one of her stupid rules in class. Most of her infractions were along the lines of talking too much. Each time she tried to talk to Draco about her problems, she caught him not paying attention to her. He would be looking in space as if the wind would give him a better story than the one she had to say. The last straw came just before Christmas break.

Professor Snape gave her detention for talking during class. He wouldn't dare risk his house losing points for the acts of an insolent girl. He had her clean his classroom, a task that took four hours to complete. She tried to rush through it, but ended up breaking some of the instruments. Charlotte couldn't stay here for long. She still needed to pack for Christmas break. Her parents and she were still on the bend after her showing no interested to become a death eater.

At the end of their lovely session, professor Snape handed her a note from him to be allowed back to the common room with no problems. None of the students really messed with her. The males would usually stare at her while she walked past them. She figured this was part of Draco's doing. He must have threatened them before school started. Her feet were dragging under her as she slowly walked inside the common room.

The usual cool room touched her cheeks causing her to shiver. Winter always made this place so cold. Draco and she used to snuggle on the couch and hold each other. The fire would roar around them while they drank hot chocolate to stay warm. A now distant memory of their past burned her skull. She longed for those times to happen once more. She wanted to be told that everything was going to be all right. The chatter between Draco and his friends ceased. She rolled her eyes and looked at them.

"Draco, we should really talk . . . now," she spoke as more of an order. His friends looked at each other with shock. Crabbe and Goyle giggled and looked at their leader for an answer. Draco looked at her with a glare and then his friends. He didn't know how to answer his loving girlfriend. He had to show his followers that he was the one in charge, but he didn't want to lose her.

"Leave, Walker, none of this concerns you. Why don't you go upstairs and do girl thing? I will have Pansy summon you when I need you," he waved his hand ushering her to leave them at once. She bit her lip and glared at him. How could he be so rude? He was her first just like she was his. Charlotte blinked back a couple of tears and cleared her throat.

Today was definitely not her day. Perhaps this was definitely not her year.

"I don't give a bloody damn what you and your pathetic friends are talking about. I want you to stop being an arse and be the man I need right now. I just had the longest detention with Snape. I want you to tell me that everything is going to be okay," she spoke quickly and stomped her foot. She knew I was a bit childish, but wanted to get her point across. His friends didn't talk not wanting to piss off the daddy's boy. A look of glee appearing on their faces as they watched a relationship crumble in front of them. Draco stood up in front of her. She never quite realized how tall he was when she didn't have heels on.

"I am being an arse? You are the one always whining for my attentions. Why don't you talk to me? Why aren't you listening to me? Listen, love, people have other things to worry about then their petty partners problems. Stop whining so much," he mocked still staring down at her. She gulped down the sob and shook her head. This wasn't him talking to her. Someone had to be in his head. Tears were welling in her eyes. They never had a fight before, but then again, he never treated her like this before. He was never touchy feely in public, but he at least cared about her.

"You are such a jerk. You think your pathetic need to be around friends is the reason to ignore your girlfriend? Draco, what is going on with you? You are different. Did your father do something to you?" she questioned about the possible abuse of his father. He was always quite the cruel man to anyone and anything. She allowed a tear to fall down her cheek. Charlotte quickly wiped away the tear. She never actually spoke those words out loud.

He changed. He was no longer the sweet boy that she fell in love with all those years ago. He started to become the spitting image of his domineering father. He wanted this change. She could almost see it on his face.

"You are right. I grew up now. I am not that little boy who used to hold you at night while you cried about the way the Dark Lord killed the innocent people. We are all going to die one day, Walker, and only the strong survive," he spoke with such hatred in his voice.

"And the only person that is abusing me here is you. Your constant need for attention is suffocating me. Learn to grow up," he spoke like he was persecuting her. His friends were all staring at her. The feeling of being watched was horrible. She wasn't sure what came over her. She slapped him across the face, hard. His head moving to the other side of his now red right cheek. Tears were now free falling from her face. She always told him that acting on anger was never the answer.

Draco's face contorted in anger, yet he tried to keep his composure. A smirk suddenly appeared on his face. His eyes told another story. He grabbed her arms roughly and shoved her towards the stairs that led up to the girl's rooms. Charlotte nearly tripped on her high heels falling backwards. She grabbed the stair handle to keep steady.

"You will regret ever doing this to me. Who do you have now? Your parents hate you and now you will have a really lonely life," he laughed at her and sat down once more. He started to talk to his friends once more leaving her an empty mess on the stairs. She started to run up the stairs never wanting to see him again.