I wake up, still lying at the black lake. I still have some of my own robes around me and someone elses.
Was it all real? That I'd actually agreed to be civil towards Draco, but only in private to protect his precious reputation? So crazy fangirls like Pansy Parkinson would still trail him, not feeling the tiniest bit jealous?
I have no idea what I'm getting myself into.
That's when I realize I still have Draco's very long robe. I'm going to need to return it to him somehow.
I pull Draco's robes on, then pull mine on over - now no-one has to see the fact that I'm wearing Slytherin uniform in the first place.
I trudge my way up to the castle and find Fred and George awaitng me at my own house table with very concerned looks.
"Where were you last night?" Fred asks, embracing me in a hug so tight I could barely breathe.
"How did you know I wasn't in Ravenclaw tower?"
"Mandy told us," George says.
"You can't just go sneaking about like that, especially with the Heir of Slytherin on the loose," Fred scolds. He can't just be mad at me for something like that, especially when he and his twin have done that over a thousand times, that hyprocrite!
"First of all, I couldn't get into the common room, seeing as I answered the question incorrectly," I say," Secondly, I'm a half blood, not muggleborn, so the Heir wouldn't get me anyway. Thirdly, you and George sneak out of the castle out of hours all the time and last of all you're not the boss of me, Fred - I'll do whatever the hell I want without your permission."
This seems to have him angry.
"You could've just waited for someone like Flitwick to show up," he says,"you could've just stayed there, not have some bloody detour around the whole school just looking for the thing that probably took an innocent life."
"Well, if you happen to know, I was just by the black lake," I say,"there's actually less chance of me being one of the victims if I go to somewhere like the black lake, because if it's slithering outside, someone would've obviously seen it, seeing as the Chamber is obviously inside the school."
"And as for me and George sneaking out of the castle all the time, we don't bloody go and do it when there's a murderous monster on a crusade to kill all the muggleborns!"
"It's George and I, not me and George."
"Geez, this is actually a situation where you just need to be mature and stop cracking jokes! Have you seen me with laughing right now?"
Everyone in the Great Hall could hear our argument now - it was a lot more serious than any of the shouting matches Malfoy and I have had.
"You know, why do you have to be so goddamn overprotective of me - is it because I'm younger than you, or because you want to be a man? I don't want to have my own boyfriend telling me what's right and wrong and telling me how to live my life! And I want to be able to make my own decisions without someone thinking they have the right to yell down at me, telling me that I was so stupid and I should listen to their rules only! I want to have a voice in what I do and you're not letting me be even a little bit demanding!"
"Well if you wouldn't stop forgetting that you're a Ravenclaw, which is supposed to be the house for the smart ones, then I wouldn't have to breathe down your neck so much!"
"Are you calling me stupid, Fred Weasley?"
"Well last nights actions certainly made you look like a right idiot, which really doesn't help your case!"
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Don't Forget (Harry Potter Fanfiction/Draco Malfoy love story)
FanfictionRosie (Rose) Williams - who prefers to be called Rose Tyler by her friends - is a geek, obsessed with muggle things, such as Doctor Who and Harry Potter. So it was such a surprise when one day, she was just reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Se...