Chapter 3- I Would Never Want To Kiss Draco Malfoy

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As we reached the final set of stairs we had to go down, Pansy came up behind us. "Draco baby, why are you talking to..her?" Her snotty voice made me roll my eyes without even having to look at her and I could hear Draco huff beside me.

"Really Pansy?" He said as he stopped and leaned against the railing looking up at her.

"Yes really! She is a major drag," I looked away from her and sighed continuing my descend down the stairs. "Where do you think your going Snape?" She grabbed my shoulder and I sharply turned, shoving her hand off me.

"Don't touch me, Parkinson. If either of us here have no business being around Draco, it's you. You just use him to get what you want. Even if what you want is disgusting and inappropriate." She gaped at me and Draco chuckled behind her.

"Ugh! I can't believe you!" She reached forwards and pushed me, causing me to slip backwards. Draco rushed forwards, pushing her to the side, but it was  too late, I was already falling down the stairs. I layed their for a second before Draco came and put my head on his lap.

"Are you okay Lucy?" I groaned and nodded. It wasn't the first time this had happened and luckily this didn't hurt as bad as some of the other times. "Come on, we should get you to Madam Pomfrey." I shook my head slowly and sat up as someone else approached. Pansy was still standing on the stairs smirking at me.

"It's past curfew you should all be-" My dad walked around the corner and stopped his lecture when he saw Draco and I. He picked up his pace and knelt beside me. "Oh Lucia, are you okay?" I laughed lightly as I nodded.

"Professor Snape, I'm sorry we're out late," Pansy stepped innocently down the stairs as my dad glanced up at her, sighed and looked back at me. "We were just walking back when clumsy little Lucy tripped."

"Oh shove it Pansy!" I stood up, getting a slight headrush and grabbing onto Draco lightly, Draco and Dad standing as well. She gasped and I turned to my father. "She shoved me down the stairs."

He hesitated for a second then turned towards her. "Well, Pansy, you get to help Professor Flitwick after class for the next two months." I started slowly limping towards Pansy, a mad look on my face.

"Two months?!?" She gaped at him, not even looking at me.

"One for pushing my daughter down the stairs and the other for lying. Next time, at least check for teachers," I stopped in front of her as she dramatically sighed and finally looked at me.

"What?!" She snapped. I smirked at the fact that she could act all tough, until she got caught.

"It just fascinates me how you think you rule everyone. It's amazing that you do such petty things to get yourself to the top," my dad put his hand on my shoulder, telling me to stop, but I ignored him. I had had enough of her. "To be honest I'm sorry that I exists and I don't know what landed me on your black list, but you need to stop. I'm sorry that I don't treat you like your perfect, like all your little loyal subjects do. But, you can't go around being totally rude to someone just because they don't treat you like you're royalty."

She scoffed as I finished my little rant. I had no clue what I was saying, it probably didn't even make sense (A/N AKA my excuse for that being terrible). I just knew I wanted her out of my life. She stomped past me, all upset and flustered, pushing past Draco and I. I didn't turn around, just looked at the stairs and sighed sadly.

"I have wanting to say that to her for four years," Draco laughed behind me.

"Me too," I doubt he heard me, because I started up the stairs ignoring him and walking towards the Potions room, really not wanting to go into the Slytherin common room and run into her. I reached there without being stopped and sat in the very middle desk.

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