Five
She took another step back, her eyes filled with fire, and bumped up against the wall. Her lip lifted out of sheer habit, while her face turned a lovely shade of red in her sudden anger. "I'm sure Professor Umbridge is extremely pleased with the fact that you find it in yourself to harass other students on a daily basis," she spat.
His wand tipped to the side, knowing that she was trapped. It was forbidden to use magic outside of the classroom, and he doubted that the Gryffindor wanted another detention with the Headmistress. Not after the Blood Quill incident.
As he took another step forward, Kagome tried to push herself further into the wall. It would make her day if she somehow bumped into a forbidden passage, opening it with a stone on the wall behind her, but she knew that that was very unlikely. "I'll hex you if you come any closer!" she warned him.
The Malfoy heir merely snorted, and said, "Empty threats won't save you."
Glaring at the Slytherin git, she merely replied, "Don't you know about Educational Decree Number Thirty-Seven?" Her eyes flickered to his hidden hand, wondering what he was hiding in his pocket. "All boys must keep their hands in plain sight at all times."
Draco Malfoy smirked slightly, pulling his other hand from his pocket. Then, taking another step forward so that he was toe-to-to with the Gryffindor girl, he placed it onto the wall at her back. "Is that better for you?" he asked.
The Higurashi girl allowed her eyes to widen at the action, realizing that there was barely any room between the two of them. Her face flushed a little more for other reasons, as she sputtered, "W-what are you doing?"
Watching her glance away from him, Draco quickly placed his other hand near her face and forced her to look back up at him. He smirked darkly down at her, knowing that the tiny fourth year had little hope against his advance. "What is it you think I'm doing?" he finally asked her.
Her eyes clouded, lifting her into a familiar state of delirium underneath his stare, and she silently cursed her ability of foresight. It was simply ridiculous! Her future could not revolve around the bloody Slytherin Prince that had, for some reason, decided to— "G-get away from m-me."
He, however, did not move an inch.
Her vision distant, Kagome felt compelled beneath the harsh reality of the future. The future she remembered had been so comfortably warm and bright, unlike anything she would expect when it came to the Slytherin prat, and she could not deny that it had been a wonderful experience. "Draco," she whispered his name.
Draco's eyes widened, as the Gryffindor girl pushed up against him. Her lips were gentle and soft, barely caressing his own, and he wondered for a moment if she was in the correct state of mind. "Higurashi?" he said just as quietly.
Snapped back to reality in an instant, Kagome turned an even darker shade of red. "I, uh, I," she could not find the words. So, instead, letting out a tiny noise of distress, Kagome pushed heavily on the Slytherin boy and forced him away from her person. And while she wondered if he moved so easily because of shock or disgust, she quickly raced down the corridor and away from him.
The Malfoy heir frowned, watching her run, and allowed himself a moment to touch his violated mouth. He had felt a tiny spark of something, and he was not entirely certain if he could be concerned or not. "Tsk."