Opposite Ends (Draco Malfoy)

7 (minutes in heaven)

"I'm so bored. Let's do something fun," panted Pansy.

At about midnight, the group of Slytherin friends were all seated in the common room.

Other than Riddle, Zabini, Draco, Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, Astoria & Daphne Greengrass, Crabbe, Goyle, and Evangeline, the room was empty. It was a rather large friend group. If Eva could even consider half of them her friends.

"Like what?" Spat Zabini. Eva gave him the side-eye because his attitude infuriated her, he was rude to other people besides her, which made her feel a whole lot better about her overthinking as to why he hated her, but she still despised his tone and treatment of others. She didn't see why Draco kept him around.

"How about spin the bottle?" suggested Pansy. She had a smug expression on her face, but she kept glancing at Draco, which gave Eva a strange gut feeling.

Everyone collectively endorsed Pansy's idea to play spin the bottle. Even Eva did, but she'd object if she happened to land on Crabbe or Goyle.

In a circle, they all sat down on the ground. Since Eva had already completed her butter beer, she offered to use it by placing her bottle in the center of the circle they had formed.

"I'll go first!" Squealed Pansy excitedly. Pansy spun the bottle and it landed on Goyle. Goyle's eyes shot wide open as everyone had burst out in laughter. Pansy wanted to object, but since she was the one who suggested to play, it would only be more embarrassing for her if she did.

She dreadfully leaned into the circle as Goyle reciprocated her feelings of disdain, they quickly kissed and went back to their seats and tried to pretend as if nothing happened.

The laughter amongst the group of teenagers didn't die down until a while later.

Draco was next. He grabbed the bottle and spun it roughly. Pansy was watching it spin intently, obviously hoping it'd land on her. Eva's heart was beating fast, eager to see who he'd have to kiss. The bottle began to slow down...it landed on...Pansy Parkinson. Her face became filled with pleasure. She shot Evangeline a quick, nasty look as she leaned into the circle excitedly.

On the other hand, Draco did not feel the same way she did, if anything he was just as repulsed as she was while having to kiss Goyle. They kissed quickly and Draco wiped his lips with his sleeve after.

It was now Eva's turn. She spun the bottle.

It landed on Pansy. "Re-spin that." Spat Pansy.

"Rules are rules." Said Zabini.

"I'm not a fairy!" She argued.

Eva scoffed, "If I'm going to kiss a girl, no way in hell would I let it be you."

She spun the bottle again.

It landed on Mattheo. Eva was pleased with her result. It wasn't terrible. Mattheo shrugged and just kissed her without hesitation. He was right next to her, so they didn't have to lean in the circle.

Eva looked over to her left to see an expression of slight anger flash onto Draco's face. She shrugged it off, maybe it was just his resting face.

A couple turns went by and Crabbe & Goyle decided not to play anymore. Eva kissed almost everyone except for Bulstrode, Crabbe, Goyle & Draco. "This is boring." Said Pansy abruptly once it became Draco's turn.

"It was your idea to play this." Eva argued.

She rolled her eyes, ignoring the comment, "Let's play seven minutes in heaven."

Mattheo & Eva looked at one another with similar expressions on their faces, knowing that Pansy only made that suggestion in hopes that Draco would land on her.

Draco spun the bottle, for some reason there was a lot of suspension in the air. It was definitely coming from Pansy. The noise of the glass bottle spinning against the ground added to the tension in the room.

The bottle slowed down...and landed on Evangeline.

She was shocked. Pansy was shocked. Draco was shocked. Eva looked at Mattheo, even he was shocked.

Mattheo leaned over to her and whispered in her ear, "I'll add an extra minute for you." He winked.

Eva gave him a disturbed look as Draco & her slowly stood up and walked up to the boy's dormitories. No words were spoken until they reached his dorm and he shut the door behind him. "We don't need to do anything." He spoke, "As long as you're comfortable." He didn't make eye contact with her; she assumed he was in a bad mood.

"I'm cool with whatever." She replied, sitting down on what she hoped was his bed. He didn't say anything about it, so her assumption was right...she hoped.

"You seem to have really enjoyed that kiss with Mattheo." He said with some aggression in his tone.

"Even if I did, what's it to you?"

He turned to face her, he walked over to her and grabbed her chin and lifted it, forcing her to look up at him. "What's with the attitude, princess?"

She said nothing in return. Her heart was racing and she felt herself grow lightheaded. He let go of her face and took a couple steps away, shoving his hands into his pockets, "Since you're related to big-mouthed Potter, I would've expected an answer."

"Why are you so obsessed with my brother?"

"I'm not." He bitched.

"Oh yeah? Potter this. Potter that. You're not obsessed? My ass. You wish you were like him, don't you?" She knew she was just drunkly talking out of her ass, but provoking Draco to anger was a bit fun.

But the next thing she knew his hand was around her neck and his lips were on hers.