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Both of the boys grab my arms and lift me up off the ground and carry me away from the hall. "Put me down." I shout at them as they laugh at me struggle.

They don't put me down until we get to the detention room. My feet finally touch the ground again. "What do you want with me?" I exclaim.

"The person who likes you keeps having these weird dreams." The one on the right said.

"Oh wow he had a wet dream over me. That's really supposed to make me like him." I say as I start to walk back to the hall.

"You really are dirty minded aren't you. That's not what we meant." The one on the left continues. "He said he met you in a dream."

"I'm leaving now." I say trying to get as far away from the two as humanly possible.

"This was a month ago. He said he met you at the train station."

I stop and walk back over to them. "So your telling me that Harry had a dream a month ago that he met me on at the train station and he couldn't just tell me this himself?" I question the two.

"Yes" the one on the right said.

"That's exactly what we are saying." The one on the left followed.

The two looked like someone but I couldn't figure out who it was. The two are wearing knitted jumpers similar to the one Ron was wearing, but the one on the left is made out of a blue wool and the one on the right made out of a orange coloured wool.

"Look. I'll talk to Harry tomorrow about it. Now can I please go back to the hall. I'm starving!" I snap back at them.

"Don't mess with a girl who's hungry." The one on the left said.

"Fred. I was thinking exactly the same thing." The one on the right said.

"Are you two related to anyone in my year?" I ask curiously.

"Isn't it obvious?" Fred said. "We're Ron's brothers." How could I not have seen that resemblance.

"I'm George by the way." The other brother said.

I couldn't tell the two apart. They were so alike and neither of them has a distinct detail which made them identified.

"Ivy." I reply before walking away from the two.

"Stay out of trouble now, Ivy." George shouted back at me as I walked away.

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I get back to the hall and Malfoy was gone. He probably lost his appetite ones the mash potatoes went to his head.

The hall was nearly empty with only me and two other girls in the room. They were both in Ravenclaw and sat on the far side of the room. I walk back over to where we was all sitting. The spilt mash potatoes was all over the floor and left on the floor is Malfoy's shirt.

I look at the table and there is a bowl of strawberries left on the table. They looked like they haven't even been touched. I pick up and bowl and the potato covered top and walk out of the hall.

The girls in the corner give me a weird look as I leave. I don't blame them, I felt a bit strange with these two random objects in my possession.

I get out of the hall and walk back down the long corridor leading back to the Slytherin Common Room. I walk in and there is nobody lurking around. Thank god.

I walk up the stairs trying not to spill the strawberries on the floor as I walk. The smell of the strawberries is almost mouth watering. I feel my belly rumble as I finally get back to the dorm.

I walk in and Malfoy is not to be seen. His bed is in the same state it was when I left the room an hour ago. His book laid neatly near the foot of the bed and his bed half made.

I can hear the water running which must mean his having a shower. I glance back over at his bed and his towel is laid on his trunk. If he doesn't have more than one towel I swear to god.

"Malfoy? You in there?" I shout while putting his ruined shirt in the laundry basket.

"Who else would be in there?" He shouts back sarcastically. As soon as he says this I hear the water turn off. "Shit!" He mumbles. "Ivy. Is my towel on my bed?" He asks.

"Yeah." I reply.

"Can you give it me please. I forgot to bring it in here with me."

I swear he is doing this on purpose. I walk over and grab the black towel from off his trunk. It was soft to the touch and has his initials sown into the corner in silver thread. I walk over to the door and turn the handle. "Are you some what decent in there?" I ask before walking in.

"Come on. You've seen me naked already just come in for fucks sake." He grunts.

I walk in closing my eyes. The room is dark and the small of his cologne travels up my nose. "Here. Take it." I say.

"Your so weird you know that." He says. "What's the big deal, with you seeing me naked." He asks.

"I don't know. I just don't want too okay."

"Come on it's not like I didn't see you checking me out when you came back into the hall earlier." He says while laughing.

"Mash potatoes is a good look on you." I reply trying to act cool.

I open my eyes and he had wrapped the towel around his bottom. Why was his body so perfect. The water from the shower made his body almost glisten from the flicker of the candle light.

"So much for not liking me." He says while pushing past me to get back into the dorm.

"You don't have to like someone your attracted too do you?" I reply while trying to not look at his body.

"Well that's sort of what finding someone attractive is. It's not all physical."

"Not in my world." I say while walking over to him. "Besides, I thought you didn't like me either."

The tension between us is so strong. I can see the power radiating out of him. His eyes are so captivating as he looks into me. "You can feel it too can't you. The magic drawing us together?" I whisper walking even closer to him.

"Like magnets." He replies while smirking at me.

I walk close enough that I can feel his power touching mine. The energy pushing us closer together. "Then let's finish what we started."

He leans in and kisses me on the forehead. "No." He whispers to me then walking across the room.