Enemies |✔️|

-4-

   As our lips are about to touch, Crookshanks begins to meow and run down the passage to the Shrieking Shack. I pull away from Malfoy, blushing, and get up.
   I hear foot steps in the passage. "Ron, honestly. You're such an idiot. I swear I saw Malfoy come down here." Hermione says impatiently.
   "I bet that stupid evil thing you call a cat let him in." Ron sounds spiteful. I panic and hide in an old closet. Malfoy walks to the passage way. I hear them talking.
   "What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
"I don't think that's any of your business, Weasley."
The rest of the conversation is quiet muttering that I can't understand.
   I was about to kiss Draco Malfoy. I couldn't believe it. I guess maybe I might be just a little bit gay. I wanted him to kiss me. That's absurd.
   I no longer hear their voices. Even Draco's. They must have gone back to Hogwarts. After about ten minutes, I follow down the passage back to the castle.
   No one sees me. When I get back inside, I see everyone huddled around a cup. Some of the seventh year's put pieces of paper inside the cup. I see two old men, who look exactly like Fred and George, get blasted backwards. Everyone laughs, but Hermione just sighs and helps them up.
   Aging potion. Of course the twins would try it. We all leave the room one by one and go to dinner. I sit down at the table, facing the Slytherins. Draco is talking to Pansy. She seems to be hitting on him. I don't know why but that makes me... jealous.
   He rolls his eyes at her and says something. Then he looks at me. I'll never get used to that. We continue to glance at each other through out the meal.
   Instead of heading to the bed, I blend in with the waves of students and go to the room of requirement. I require a place to think. Opening the door, I'm faced with a completely white room. It's empty.
    After about an hour, the door opens behind me. "I come in here often. It's a nice place to contemplate." Its weird not hearing him sneer. He says it almost gently.
   "Ready for the quidditch game tomorrow, Malfoy?" He nods as he sits next to me.
   "Of course. I think I have something planned." He says mischievously. I smile. Of course he does. I wonder what he's going to do?
   Gryffindor versus Slytherin games are always interesting.

   Hola! Chapter four is done. I've written a lot today, but I have something very important in mind for chapter five. Stay tuned.