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This Isn't Revision...

T H I S  I S N ' T  R E V I S I O N  . . .

He kissed me again. Bringing his lips down to mine and pulling my waist closer. I felt one of his hands slide up into my hair, holding my head in place. He's lips curved into a smile and he let out a small laugh. I laughed too, it was so ridiculous - Me? Kissing Draco Malfoy? I pressed my forehead against his and we stood there, laughing. His hands firm on my waist and mine wrapped around the back of his neck.

*****

We completely missed Quidditch practice. Marcus would have a go at us later for it. I just kissed a Death Eater! What the hell am I doing? Draco made me promise I wouldn't tell anyone, incase it somehow got back to his father. I understand, I would also prefer not to die at the hands of Lucius, or Voldemort.

I still somehow had to help Draco out with all that as well. I really don't think it's possible. He's going to be stuck serving him until the Minisrty sorts it out, but then he'd probably be stuck in Azkaban for the rest of his life. There was no easy way out of it in the slightest.

We made our way to the great hall together for Supper. I couldn't help glancing over at him every ten seconds. He looked completely unfazed by had just happened. I was going to be a big problem in this plan.

"Hey Pansy" I said, sitting down next to her.

"I heard there was a fight on the Quidditch pitch, and it involved you?"

"Malfoy can you come see me please, you too Gray." Snapes voice echoed throughout the entire hall. There was no way someone didn't hear it. I stood up sheepishly and followed after Draco out of the hall. This was not going to be good.

"I heard you two were involved in a fight earlier today?" Questioned Snape. "Draco you will be sentenced a week of detentions for using physical fighting, if you had decided to attack him with your wand the consequences would be subsequently worse. Consider your self lucky that Gray stepped in when she did. Umbridge had deducted 50 points from Slytherin for Draco's fighting and 20 points because Isabella was involved. Gray you will receive no other sanction. That is all"

"I told you." I said.

"Whatever, Gray." Draco smirked.

"Hmhmm." I mumbled, I leant against the wall and stared at him.

He made eye contact, "Shut up." He said and walked back into the hall.

******

D.A meeting again. Hermione says I'm improving but still need a whole lot of work if I was to be in real danger. Umbridge has found out somethings up and now Filch is constantly following us around. We've had a couple close calls but they haven't found out yet. They just think we're all wandering the halls together.

I went back to the Slytherin dorms, I needed to study for potions but everyone was asleep so I snuck upstairs and grabbed my books off my bedside table. I shared a room with some other girl I've never been bothered to speak to, she's not even there most nights. Back downstairs I sat on the cold leather couch and wrapped a blanket around my legs. I started to read through my potions book and jot down notes on Polyjuice potions.

"Once the concoction has brewed for a month...." I whispered, checking back in the book, " Add the sample collected from the desired subject and drink approximately 10ml of the potion."

"How loud do you whisper?" A voice said.

I jumped and turned, wand in hand, "Oh it's just you" Draco was stood leaning on the wall next to the boys staircase. I noticed his Dark Mark was showing, for once he wasn't wearing a long sleeved shirt, "Shouldn't you be hiding that?" I ask pointing to his arm with my wand.

"Who's gonna look at me while I'm sleeping?" He says, mockingly. " Potter's certainly not going to come bursting in here to roll me over in my sleep because he suspects my Father's a Death Eater."

"Okay, I was just asking. What are you doing up anyways?"

"What do you mean? It's only half eleven, most of the boys are still up talking about girls and shit."

"Draco, it's like one in the morning? Are people still awake up there?"

"What? Yeah, Blaise is talking in Crabbe and Goyle's room. Is it really one in the morning?"

"Yeah, look at the clock."

"Why are you up studying then?"

"We've got a test tomorrow? Don't say you forgot. Snape will give you another detention for not studying."

"No, I- I didn't forget anything." He began to walk away back up the stairs, a worried look on his face.

"C'mon, I'll help. We're doing Polyjuice potions."

"You'll help me? But I'm better at potions than you are!"

"Well look how the roles reverse." I laughed.

"Oh, haha." He sat down next to me on the couch, I threw my blanket over both of us.

He picked up some parchment and took my quill out of my hand and copied the notes I had written down. A ring gleamed on his hand as he wrote, I don't think he ever took it off, I saw the fire reflected in it and turned the silver gold. I noticed he stopped writing and turned to look at him, he was staring straight back at me.

"What?" I asked.

He then dropped his parchment and leaned over me, pushing me so I was lying down. I felt his hand next to my waist and his other one not far from my head. My cheeks burnt and I felt ashamed to be staring into his eyes, but I couldn't force myself to look away. His blank expression turned into a smirk and he closed the gap between us until I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Draco turned his head and I could feel his mouth whispering along my jawline, I shivered and my breathing slowed, letting my heartbeat race ahead.

He let his whole body cover me and then his lips were on my neck and his hand running down my thigh. This was when Crabbe and Goyle walked in.....