The Slytherin's Property

So I'm supposed to Help now?

Draco's P.O.V

Wow. Why am I this attracted to her? I shouldn't be admitting this to myself. But the more time I spend around her just makes her even MORE attractive! I snuck a glance at her as we walked to the hospital wing, everything about her just screamed confidence. And I loved it. Of course, I need to get over this tiny crush soon. I sighed, my attraction to Alexandra Zabini was anything but a 'tiny crush'. Either way, I needed to get over it. Blaise would kill me. I mean he's fully aware that they're twins but he doesn't care, he'll still just act like an overprotective older brother. So either way, if I keep this up I've signed my Death Warrant.

Alexandra's P.O.V

We arrived at the hospital wing and Draco helpfully explained to Madam Pomfrey that he had been 'brutally assaulted' and the culprit, namely Me. Was to go with him and help ice his bruises. Please, I beg of you. Note my sarcasm. "Ok, Ms Zabini I've received word from Professor Snape about your punishment. Don't worry it's not severe, in fact, its probably the most merciful he's ever been, you just have to help Malfoy in getting around the school and his studies." She informed me. "No. PLEASE give me a Month of detentions!" I asked, well, more like shouted. I was not going to be with Malfoy all day. Never. Ever. NO. I don't even want to think about it. "Sorry Ms Zabini, the Professor has made his decision." Madam Pomfrey said firmly in response to my protests. She handed me an ice pack and instructed Malfoy to take off his shirt. "Wh-What? Sorry Madam Pomfrey, b-but did you say take off his shirt? A-are you sure that's even appropriate?" I asked while trying to suppress the redness threatening to creep onto my face. 

"What? Lost your nerve Zabini?" Malfoy asked mockingly, he had already taken his jumper and tie and was unbuttoning his shirt. "Sh-Shut up Malfoy!" I replied turning around and looking away from the sight of him taking off his shirt, Ugh stupid Malfoy, I could almost see that stupid smirk on his stupid face. "Ahem. Miss Zabini please try to be more mature for the sake of the patient. Now just turn around and ice his bruises because I have other patients to attend to." Madam Pomfrey said flatly I suppose a bit annoyed at our childishness.  I sighed and turned around widening my eyes to the sight of Draco shirtless hunched over and fiddling with the silver ring I had returned to him after I got out of the Hospital Wing. Wait...Did he have... abs?!? I mean he's thirteen, and I know its possible to have abs at our age... I mean Blaise did, but that was because he's trained ever since he was young because he dreamed of being a Quidditch player. But I never saw Draco as the type to well... exercise. But I guess he did? I mean his dad does always pressure him to be the best at everything. I was taken out of my thoughts by a poke on my forehead. "Hey, you just gonna stand there? Because the icepack is melting." I widened my eyes realising he had gotten off the bed and his face was extremely close to mine. "Hello? Anyone in there?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine," I replied swatting his hand away from my face while trying my best to stop my eyes from looking at his chest. "Just sit down and lemme ice your damn bruises," I mumbled. " Yes ma'am" he replied sitting on the bed I walked over and held the icepack against his right shoulder the bruise actually looked pretty bad, guess I punched harder than I thought, I felt my lips quirking up into a smile. "What're you smirking about?" Malfoy asked, "Pfft, Nothing, guess all you pretty boys bruise more easily than I thought." I teased, his eyebrow cocked up as he looked up at me, "You think I'm pretty?" He suddenly grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him "Wh-What're you doing?" I asked panicked, it's not like I could beat him up or anything, otherwise, I'd have to go around helping him for longer. He ignored my protests and went on, " So, when you were zoning out earlier. Does that mean...you were checking me out?" he asked smiling evilly "N-no, o-of course not Malfoy! There's not even anything to check!" I half- stuttered and half-scoffed while averting my eyes and fighting the blush rising on my cheeks. Stupid Malfoy. Screw him I say, I hope he dies in a ditch. "Now turn around, I need to check if there's any bruises on your back. "Heh, guess you learn something new every day," he smirked while letting go of my waist and turning so I could check his back, "And what would that be?" I asked through clenched teeth, he's such an annoying jerk. "That you like me," he stated as if it was a matter of fact. "What!? I DO NOT!" I exclaimed "Yes you do." he replied. "Do not." "Do too" we started bickering, "Then why'd ya kiss me?" he smirked turning his head around. I couldn't do it this time, my whole face was hot, I was blushing like crazy if this damn ice pack was on my face, it would have melted in three seconds. For one of the few times of my life, I was rendered speechless. Of course I liked him. But I'm not admitting it. Not for the love of Salazar Slytherin. "Shut up and get dressed Malfoy the next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts, I'll meet you outside." I said putting down the ice pack and turning away to walk out of the room. "Will I have an answer when I see you outside?" he called after me. "Get dressed Malfoy!" I yelled exiting the room. It was going to be a long day. How long am I supposed to do this again? a week? Thanks a lot Snape. I thought to myself massaging my forehead.

Well. Let's get on with it then.