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[Chapter Nineteen]

I took a few steps towards him and stopped, I felt uneasy about talking to him since our argument and I wasn't quiet sure if he actually wanted to talk to me. He had been avoiding me for two days now and to be perfectly honest he should be the one apologizing, after all he did try to get me to do something I didn't want to do. I shook my head, took the last few steps and tapped his shoulder.

He spun around, a bright smile lit his face when he saw me and he pulled me into a hug.

“Hey Grace” he breathed into my ear. I couldn't quite hug him back, was the relief what had shocked me about this.

“Oh..hi”

He pulled apart slightly though I was still in his arms and he kissed me, it was slow at first, sweet, tender and all the good things girls dreamed about in a kiss but it wasn't what liked or should I say what I had recently experienced. I pulled away dazed and confused.

“What was that for?” I snapped.

He frowned down at me. “Cant I kiss my girlfriend?”

“Not when you've been avoiding her for two days, no” I smirked when I caught him out, he fumbled with my robe pocket ignoring my eye's until he pulled a smile on his face.

“I was just a little stressed. I just needed to-”

“Get away?” I offered.

Isn't that what married couple's do?

He pecked my lips then trying to tell me he was sorry but I just wasn't enough so I pulled me head back, teasing him as well but also trying to enforce I meant business. He sighed.

“I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have done that but it's just how I deal with things and I'm really sorry about trying to make you do something you weren't entirely comfortable with.” Now this was the Oliver I knew. The way he had said it but the rush of my girly adoration back for him. I tried to act cool and collected but I ended up smiling at him.

“I suppose it's okay then...Just don't do it again, okay?”

He kissed me.

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I hadn't the guts to tell Oliver what had happened between Malfoy and I even though I knew it was the right and honest thing to do I just couldn't will my mouth to open. I don't know why but I replayed that 'event' over and over again in my head trying to make some sense from it but I got nothing but a stupid mistake. I hated Malfoy for even touching me.

And then I thought, why does Oliver need to know if it was nothing but a stupid mistake that I believe never happened? And my mind was made up. I had to stop letting things confuse me, I had hardly concentrated in my Herboligy class and ended up being sprayed in the face with water by my dear friend Leona. I mean I've received two very sick pictures of what seemed to be my death and that didn't bother me more than what had happened two days ago...

Malfoy was mean as ever, now he took to taunting me in public, pushing past me if we shared a class or throwing hexes my way which I expertly dodged thanks to the practise his house had given me. In return I just refused to acknowledge his presence, out of embarrassment and dignity. I would show him.

I was walking down the moving stairs, alone and very tired. As I stepped off the end and began walking towards the Gryffindor tower something shifted. I stopped, my breathing hitching only slightly as I peer further into the dark corridor.

I'm seeing things, must be it....

I shake my head and stifle a giggle, I was so paranoid sometimes.