Two

There was no possible way!

Higurashi Kagome shook her head violently, as she stormed further away from the Divination tower. Her blue eyes closed in anger, as she attempted to rid herself of the horrible sight of her lips anywhere near that Slytherin prat. The mere thought of it was ridiculous!

The crystal ball had to be lying to her!

"Malfoy?" she muttered angrily. "Malfoy?"

The only time she had even had a somewhat pleasant experience with the self-proclaimed Slytherin Prince was when she first met him. His attention had been solely focused on Harry Potter, making every attempt to cut him down and make fun of him. And then, in an instant, after she chose to step forward and tell him exactly what she thought of his attitude, he made it his life's mission to make her existence a nightmare.

Therefore, there was absolutely no possible way for the future she saw to hold true!

"Two sides of a coin," she said, nodding to herself. "Maybe what I saw wasn't the future, so there would still be the second side. The side where I—! Ofh!"

Having instinctively grabbed onto the object that forced her sudden stop, the Gryffindor girl glanced up after she regained her footing. Her eyes immediately narrowed upon noticing the green tint to the robes within her hand, and she snatched her hand back as if she had been burned. And then, looking a bit higher— "Malfoy!"

It seemed that fate itself hated her.

The Slytherin prefect sneered down at her, saying, "What are you doing wandering the halls, Higurashi? Shouldn't you be in class?"

"I don't think Professor Trelawney is too upset about me having to use the washroom, Malfoy," she hissed. The lie came to her easily, knowing that the fifth year student could easily give her detention if he found out she had fled her classroom without Professor Trelawney's permission. "I am her favorite student, after all."

"Oh, yes," he snorted, "the little Divination specialist."

Her face flushed with anger, as she glared at him.

"But," Draco Malfoy smirked, "I was unaware that anyone would need to come quite this far to use the washroom, Higurashi. From the Divination tower, no less. If I didn't know any better, I would say you're lying to me."

The Gryffindor girl took a step back, though she knew that he had caught her. Professor Trelawney may have pleaded her case, but unfortunately she had wandered a bit too far from the Divination tower for that excuse to be liable. "And," she snapped, "what's your point?"

"My point," he replied, "is that you now have detention. Professor McGonagall will just love to hear about how you not only were skipping Divination class, but tried to lie your way out of it."

She hissed, attempting to snatch her hand back when he grabbed onto her wrist to begin hauling her toward the Transfiguration floor. "Let me go!" she shouted into the empty corridor. "Let me go! I can walk there by myself, thank you very much!"

The Slytherin boy merely glanced down at her from over his nose. His sneer returned to his face full heartedly, as she began digging her feet in and trying to stop him from pulling her along. "If you try to run away," he threw down her wrist, "I'll inform Professor McGonagall and make sure you have detention with Professor Snape for the rest of the school year."

"Yes, your highness," she spat.