~~Forbidden Love Between a Slytherin and a Gryffindor V~~

You had gone back to your dormitory and fallen alseep with the lilies in a vase. You wake up at about 9:30am when Hermione wakes you up. "Wake up, ______, we have to go to breakfast." You tell her to go without you and you get dressed in pink capris, white spaghetti strap top, white sandals and your hair loose and wavy with a pink headband. You remembered last night and automatically felt horrible. You shouldn't have slapped Malfoy but he called your best friend a mudblood and it was an insult to you, too. You smell the lilies one last time before going down to breakfast. Harry is the only one there so you sit with him. "Hey, what's up?" he asks worriedly. You know your eyes are red and puffy from crying last night but you say, "Allergies. So, where's Ron and Hermione?" He explains that they're in the library together. You look to see who arrived and it was Malfoy. He looked at you with such loathing that you felt tears come to your eyes. Harry turns and sees Malfoy looking at you angrily. He asks what happened. What do you tell him?

Draco and I had a fight.
I saw him with Pansy and I slapped him for calling Hermione a mudblood.
He hates me now.
Draco looks suprised and says, "Don't cry! God, you're so weird!" As he says that he yanks you in his arms and hugs you, comforting you. You cry into his chest, not even knowing why the hell you're crying. You guess it's because so much has happened in so little time that you feel it all coming out in a rush. You finally stop crying and pull away from him. He brings you in his arms again and holds you tenderly. "Please, let me explain what happened," he begged you. He has his arms around your back and yours againts his hard, muscular chest and you look down shyly and whisper, "Okay." He says, "All day I was trying to plan something. Something for you, I also needed help looking for those flowers I gave you since their very rare and since Crabbe and Goyle wouldn't have found them, I asked some Slytherin girls to help me. Pansy was with me that time in the hallway because she had found at least two of them, I swear that was it!" You look into his eyes and you see sadness, hope and regret. You knew he was telling the truth but there was still something that made you disbelieve. "What were you planning?" you ask. He stutters, "Well-well, uh . . . um . . ." You glare and say, "You can't be honest with me for one second can you?" He glares back and snaps, "I just don't want to tell you, is all." Snape walks in on you two glaring at each other. "Well, after two hours you two haven't found the solution yet? Tsk, tsk. Too bad. See you two tomorrow and I hope you solve it this time." You walk out, furious at Malfoy while he follows you and shouts, "Wait! Come here! Please, ______, listen to me!" He's almost behind you so you start running and he runs after you. You both end up running somewhere where you don't recognize anything at all! You run and try and open a door and finally reach one that is not locked. You enter and try to lock it but Malfoy already barged in. You drop your bag and try to push him out but he's too strong and he pushes you down a really soft and comfortable bed. You both start struggling with each other when he finally pins you down, holding your hands above your head and your legs are pinned under his. Are you angry?

Yes >:(
A little, the rest of me is turned on ~_^
No, I kind of like this ^_^
Malfoy walks slowly to you and pulls a chair next to you. You feel awkward and start working. You both reach for the same item and his hand lands over yours. You blush and pull it away. You don't see it but Malfoy is looking at you the whole time. Suddenly, he takes out his wand and starts levitating things instead of helping you. You yank it away from him and put it in your shirt where he won't dare reach and say irritatingly, "Either you help or you stay here every day for five weeks." He scowls at you and says, "I don't give a crap! Work on it by yourself!" You make a frustrated noise and just slump back in your chair. You two just stay quiet for a while then he says, "So, um . . . how is Granger?" You are surprised he even thought about Hermione and you said, "Good, how is Pansy?" He throws you an evil look and says, "Very good." You frown at his tone and say, "Good. I hope you had a great time." He glares at you and growls, "You don't even know what happened!" You snap, "I don't have to! I know perfectly well what happened!" He slammed his fist on the table, alarming you and shouted, "No you don't! You didn't even give me a chance to explain!" You feel tears come to your eyes and Draco looks shocked when he sees them drop. What do you say to him?

Okay then, explain.
Just leave me alone!
Nothing
Shut up, Malfoy!
Harry looks at you sympathetically and says, "Sorry to hear that. If you need to talk about it, go ahead." You smile and say, "I'm good, thanks." You grab his hand in a friendly way and say, "Just being my friend is enough for me." Harry blushed, smiled and squeezed your hand back. You both walk to Potions together and you ignore Malfoy even though you were dying to kiss him and hold him for the lilies. You walk into Potions and sit next to Harry. Malfoy kept looking over at you two talking and laughing in such a look at you actually almost feared it. Snape looked from you to Malfoy and put two and two together and figured out what happened. Malfoy didn't do anything at Potions but stared at you two. You and Harry had a lot of fun just talking and making a Potion together. Suddenly, Snape appeared and said to you, "Both you and Mr. Malfoy haven't arrived at detention. You will arrive today or you will both be expelled!" You nod but you know Snape is just doing this to you so he won't make his feelings obvious. ~*~*~*Later that day*~*~*~ You are walking towards Potions class for detention when you bump into Draco. He looks at you and you avoid his eyes and walk into class. He joins you and sits a couple feet away from you. Snape arrived and says, "I hope this will help your hormones to cool, Malfoy?" Malfoy blushes horribly and so do you. Snape then says, "As punishment for wandering the corridors late at night, you both get to work together on an extremely enjoyable potion." He leaved the directions on the board and they're the most impossible looking directions ever. He smirks and says, "Solve it and you both don't get detention for those next four weeks, five for Malfoy." He leaves the room and the supplies and you say what to Malfoy?

Get over here, let's start.
Come on, Malfoy!
He smiles trimphiantly and uses one strong hand to hold both of your wrists and uses the other to reach down your shirt. You glare at him and he caresses you but then reaches for his wand that you left in your shirt. You blush and say, "Get off me!" He smirks and says, "No, I like it here." This time he uses both hands to hold your wrists and begins kissing your neck and behind your ear. You shiver and feel goosflesh invade you. You missed his kisses even if it was only a day ago. He kisses you, softly at first but then he starts getting a little more serious. You push againts him, extremely hurt at how he wasn't taking your feelings to consideration and feeling aroused at how he was kissing you. You begin crying, knowing that he'll stop if you do but you're also crying because you feel awful. Hermione was right about him, he would eventually hurt you. Draco lets you go and gets up in frustration yelling, "Damn you! Do you always have to cry? Shut up already!" You get up and walk out but he grabs you back and yells, "No! You're staying with me!" You struggle but he won't let go. "Stop, stop, Malfoy!" you yell helplessly. You slap him and he stops by throwing you across the room and you banging your head loudly on the wall. It hurt like hell and all you could remember was Draco looking at you in horror.

Uh oh, spagehttio!!! Oh and by the way, there will be a M rated scene on quiz #8!
Looks like our prince Charming has turned into a woman beater. Well . . . sort of. He pushed you againts a concrete wall, your head banging on it extremely hard . . . you do the math!