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[Chapter twenty four]

Excuse you!

What was it with arrogant people? Why do they carry on walking knowing full well your heading for them, did he expect me to cower and walk to the side? No sir I was so sick of being afraid. So Malfoy growled angrily when he past me and muttered some inexcusable phrase.

I was getting on with my life now, excuse the cliché but being scared witless had really put things into perspective so right now I was going to do the things I had pushed to the back of my mind because I was scared of the consequences. Firstly I went looking for Leona, she was probably up in the dorm painting her nails or something to that so I changed my course from the dungeons to our dorm. I was going to feel relief, the burden would be taken off my shoulders for a few seconds and I was extremely excited...until Malfoy bothered to turn around and shout me.

“Wayward!”

I turned around sharply, my train of thoughts being quickly derailed. “Yes?” I hissed. I hadn't forgotten how badly he had treated my in my moment of need. I would never forget the look of anger on his face when I practically begged for him to stay with me.

“I see your back to normal” he muttered dryly. Yes he was right, my attitude was right back and he best not forget that!

“Is that all?” I demanded snottily.

Malfoy being the person he is rolled his eye's unimpressed. I held back a snort after all it wasn't very lady like.

“No...there's something I have that you may want to know”

This perked me up instantly. The look on his face told me he'd rather die than tell me ...maybe Malfoy had some good in him yet! I liked this power over him.

“Hm? And that would be?” I began twirling a lock of my long brown hair, twisting slightly. He watched me. I stopped.

“I prefer you scared witless” he snapped. I smirked at him, poor boy was really trying to act as if what ever he had to see wasn't bothering him.

“Well I don't prefer you any way” I griped back. Take that for calling me ugly you stupid doofer!

You weren't saying that when his mouth was glued to yours.

Yes maybe.

“Oh touché” he spat, suddenly taking a step forward “Anyway it's about Nott-”

“No I don't want to know!” I cut him off, putting a hand up to show him I meant business “I just want to forget”

He eyed me with a strong curiosity. “This is going to come and bite me in the ass” he muttered.

“Oh I hope so” He scowled to show he didn't find me the tiniest bit funny and I enjoyed it. I grinned right back at him. It was about time I was heading off but how would I part with him.

Keep on dreaming.

“Bye!” I twirled around, a blush on my face and I darted away from him. As soon as I knew he wasn't following me I burst out laughing. Oh Lord I was losing it... Things just had to settle. I knew though something was never going to settle between Malfoy and I. I didn't like the knowledge of that and even though ten minutes before I had promised myself not to push things to back of my mind (sticking my head in the sand) I pushed Malfoy to the back of my mind.

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As I walked into our dorm my nostrils where assaulted with perfume, nail varnish, nail varnish remover, baby powder and other products. It nearly took me off my feet. I laughed when I spotted my friend, clad in her bright pink pyjamas with cute little bunnies on perched on the end of her bed painting patterns onto her toes. Her hair was pulled up in the most oddest way...she looked like a pineapple.

“Oh hey! Want yours doing?” she grinned.

I smiled right back, this would be the perfect chance to have a good heart to heart with my best friend. I went and sat in front of her, took my socks off and wiggled my toes at her.

“Do your best!” I giggled.

She saluted before picking a bottle of varnish up. “Yes Ma'am!”

As she began her work, tongue popping slightly from her pouty mouth I plucked up my newly strengthened courage and began work of my own.

“Leona?”

“Yeah?” I felt the cold liquid and it settled me. Pampering was really good for us women. I smiled to myself.

“Have you ever done something your not proud of?”

she looked down slightly, dipped the tiny brush in the liquid and began on my left foot.

“Yeah I guess so, why?”

Oh I didn't think she was going to respond like that.

“I've done something real bad...” she looked down at me, her eye's frozen because she was trying to think what I could of possibly done to sound so grave. Red liquid was dripping on the carpet between us.

“Like?” she meant for her voice to sound normal but it was croaky.

This was my time to cower...I wasn't that confident and I nearly slapped myself for putting myself in this position but then I thought about what I had done...the times I had looked him in the eye and lied. Oh I was horrible. I deserved to be judge.

“P-please dont -”

“Just spit it out Grace, your scaring me!” more liquid dropped on the thick carpet.

“Malfoy kissed me” was all I said.

Leona's eyes glazed over, she in her mind was telling herself it couldn't be possible and she was trying to tell herself I was pulling a joke on her...but I wasn't, by the tears falling from my eye's she knew.

“Oh fuck” she whispered. I nodded along with her “Oh fuckity fuck, how!? When!?”

Oh I could deal with this! If I answered her questions she could tell me everything was alright and it wasn't my fault.

“When I told him I wanted to end the war, he didn't like it and we began to argue and then something happened Leona, we just looked at each other, he was mighty angry and the next thing I know his lips where to mine!” I cried,. Falling back onto the carpet and covering my eye's with my arm.

I heard her let out a breath but it came out as a whistle.

“It's just so...wierd! I cant get my head around this”

“Me either! It's been eating me up Leona I swear I was going to explode”

A sudden gasp sent me upright, her eye's with brimming with accusation.

“You where with Oliver then!”

I nodded sadly “You didn't kiss back right?”

Nobody could of missed the subtle hint but I couldn't lie any longer. Lies always came back and they came at such a force I knew I would be knocked sideways with this one.

“I- I-”

Your losing her.

“No I didn't”

“Oh thank god!” she hugged me then. I felt a wave of numbness wash over me, I was supposed to be feeling the burden lifted instead of having it pressed further into my skull. “You should tell Oliver though, maybe he could beat Malfoy to a pulp”

“No!” I blurted out and pulled her away “I want it over Leona”

“But-”

“It's better if its never mentioned again, think about it where both from houses that hate each other-”

“But what about Oliver! Surely he has a right to know?” she snapped hotly.

“Why? It's not like I kissed him back is it?” I lied

She thought about that, accepted it but didn't like it.

“I'm not sure about this Grace. It doesn't sit well with me”

I held back a snort.

“This is so wrong. Malfoy and You? Oh that's the most scarring image ever!”

Don't lie to yourself Leona.