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One Galleon Please. No?

"Oh shit." I heard Draco mumble as he opened the door of the cupboard. "Shove off Weasley" He walked outside, closing the door behind him, leaving me to finish getting changed.

"Watcha doing in there Malfoy?" Ron said. "You're gonna be late to potions if you're sneaking around in cupboards."

I had just thrown on my robe when I heard the door handle twist.

"Don't go in there Weasley." Growled Draco.

Ron laughed and barged the door open, Draco attempted to push infront of him but it was too late.

I tried to push myself further into the cupboard, attempting to vanish between the items on the shelf.

His eyes scanned the room and landed on me. "Izzy? Fuuuck..." Blood rushed to his cheeks, Draco walked into him to push him out of the room. I followed, unsteady on my feet.

"Don't. Say. A. Thing." Draco hissed in Ron's ear. "You got that?"

"Bloody Hell guys... " Ron sighed.

"Ron please. We don't want Umbridge finding out."

"Didn't you two break up?" He asked. "And weren't you with Fred last night?"

"Just walk away and keep your mouth shut, Weasley." Hissed Draco.

"Alright. Alright. But I can't make any promises." Ron grinned, enjoy winding us up. Then he walked away before the anger on Draco's face turned into fists in his.

He ran his hands through his hair and sighed.

"Hey it's gonna be fine. He's not going to say anything. Okay?"

"He will though. The first thing he'll do is tell Potter."

"You know Harry isn't such a bad person. I'm sure he wouldn't say anything either."

"Yeah right." He turned away from me and walled over to a window.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and kissed his neck.

"C'mon, we need to get to Potions."

*****

Potions with the Gryffindors. Ew. We were only just on time and followed in by Harry who made a pathetic effort to talk to me.

I sat down next to Hermione. "What's up with Draco?" She whispered.

I looked over at Draco, he was sat next to Blaise and staring at Dean who had come back from the hospital. "He got in fight with Dean. No big deal."

"No big deal? That's a big deal!"

"Hush!" Snape said, glaring at Hermione. "5 points from Gryffindor."

"But sir I-" I tried to interrupt.

"I said, Hush."

Urgh. What an insufferable git he is. I rolled my eyes, hoping the Proffesor didn't see. There was laughing across the classroom and I turned to see Draco smirking at me. "Fuck you." I mouthed.

"Already did." He mouthed back, his smile spreading across his face.

I bit my lip and turned back to scanning through notes in my book.

"Today is a revision lesson, as you have a mock exam tomorrow afternoon." Said Snape.

"What!" Exclaimed Hermione, "The school rules state the students must be given a week of notice before an exam! I won't have enough time to study!"