The Slytherin Prince and The Gryffindor Goddess::Part9

"Ei!" i hear Malfoy call after me.I keep walking. Unfotunately, Malfoy was a Qudditch player, and I wasnt. "God, you walk fast," he says under his breath.

"Not fast enough," I look at him.

He smirks. "Where are you headed off to?"

"Must you know everything i do?"

"Yes, considering i'm your boyfriend--"

"--because of a deal."

"Doesnt make a difference," he shrugged. As we walked out to the grounds, there was a screeching that immediatley reminded me of Pansy. "Oh god! Is that Pudgy?" I cry, covering my hands over my ears.

Malfoy looks at me amusedly. "Pudgy?"

"Oh, i meant Pansy," I corrected myself.

Malfoy looks over at Hagrid's hut. Behind the hut, Hagrid was feeding something that produced that horrible screeching sound. "That oaf has no idea what he's doing," Malfoy sneered. I hit him on the head. "Stop that!" he said rubbing his head.

"I will when you stop talking like that!"

"Merlin," he says under his breath. "You sound like my mother!"

"What? Would you rather I sound like Pudgy?" I laugh. Before he could answer i begin jumping around him, "Drakie! Drakie-poo! I thought we were on a break! What are you doing with her? Am I really a goddess?"

By the time we had gotten to the lake, Malfoy was in fits of laughter after I finished acting like Pansy. "This is great!" Malfoy said looking out at the lake.

"What, you mean you've never been here?" How can a Hogwarts student never be out near the lake?

"I have a reputation to up-hold here at Hogwarts," he says, looking out at the lake. "My reputation doesnt like sitting around the lake watching sunsets or whatever the bloody hell you do here."

"You are so superficial," I say laying down on the grass.

"What's that supposed to mean?" demanded Malfoy.

"It's mean shallow," I say watching the clouds go by.

I feel Malfoy lay down beside me. "Do people really just do this for fun?" Malfoy asked looking up at the clouds.

It was a clear day. The sun was shining brightly, the wind was blowing softly, and the clouds were floating by.

"Yeah, they do," I smile. It surprised me, how Malfoy had never sat near the lake, or just watched the clouds above just go by. But, then again, Malfoy wasnt like other people. His idea of fun was sitting around making out with a pretty girl. Or annoying people like Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Yep, that sounds more like Malfoy than sitting by the lake, watching the clouds go by.

"Penny for your thoughts?" I slowly get pulled back into reality.

"Huh?" I say, turning my head to face him.

"What are you thinking about?" Malfoy rolled his eyes. He was on his side, his elbow propping up his head, looking at me.

"Nothing," I say, also turning on my side. "It's just...how come you're always so..."

"...so sexy? So hot? So--"

"--different," i finish. He looks at me sincerely. I sit myself up. "You arent like this when you're around your friends."

"Like I said," he smirked. "I..."

"...have a reputation to uphold," we say at the same time.

"But dont worry," he says grabbing hold of my waist again. "I'm not always like this." He winks at me.

I nudge him. "That's comforting," i say sarcastically.

"Isnt it?" he smirks at me. "No, not really," I laugh. I lay back down, just a few inches away from Malfoy. "Look, there's a bear," I laugh pointing at a cloud.

"What'dyou know, it is," he laughs. "That one looks like a snake."

"Nu-uh! It's a stick!"

"It's a snake, there's the tongue," he points, I begin laughing.

"Oh my god, you're right!" I laugh. From the corner of my eye, I see Malfoy looking at me, just smiling.

"Aww," I coo. "Look at that big one right there!" I point to a cloud shaped like a boy and a girl, holding hands.

"It...looks like a...boy and a girl...holding hands," Malfoy squinted.

"My thoughts exactly!" I giggle. "There's a heart between them!" He laughs. "That's so cute!" I smile. I turn to face Malfoy, but he was already facing me. After a split second, he turns red. Is...he blushing?

Malfoy gets up and offers a hand. I look at him uncertainly. "It's called being polite," he smirked, using my words against me. I take his hand as he pulls me up with ease. I hear a dull thunk.

"What the hell was that?" Malfoy says looking around. I bend down, picking up a small box. "It's just my compass. I guess i forgot to put it in my trunk last night."

Malfoy grabs it from me. "What's it do?" he says examining it from every angle conceivable. We make our way back up to the castle. "If you want something, it can show you the way."

"What do you mean? Isn't it supposed to just point north?" he says throwing it up and catching it. "That's what compasses do, dont they?"

"Not this one," i shrug. "It's handy when you loose something."

"Wait, isnt that a Remembrall?" he asked, remembering their first year out in the Quidditch feild.

"No," i say at the bottom of the stairs to Trewlaney's class. "That's when you forget something."

"So, can i use it?" he asks behind me.

"For what?"

"Must you know everything i do?" he smirks.

"Yes, considering -"

"-you're my girlfriend?" he interupts cheekily.

"-considering that's MY compass," I finish.

"That doesnt really matter if it isnt in your hands, now does it?" He smirks.

"Malfoy, give it here," I say, holding out my hand.

He holds the compass above his head and out of my reach. He grabs my hand, and laces his fingers with mine. "Don't you think we should be on first-name basis now?"

I try to pull my hand away. "Alright, Draco," I say his name with an accent. He smirks.

"Alright, Rhea," he smiles.

"Now, see, how come you dont smile more often?" I say, seeing him smile for the first time. He's cute when he smiles!

Me:Oh, so he's not cute when he smirks?
Rhea:No, he's hot.
Me: Good Point. Nickname's Shorty. Nice to meet you.
Rhea: Rhea. Rhea Izar, pleasures all mine.
Antonio:Shorty!? Are you talking to the characters again!?!
Me: Uh-oh. Sorry, Rhea. Gota go. Let's meet up sometime in the story again!*Runs away*
Antonio:Hey, Rhea. Antonio. Shorty's friend.
Rhea: Hi...Antonio.
Antonio:Sorry about that. I've told her a million times not to talk to the characters.
Rhea:No problem. Makes the story interesting.
Antonio:Back to the story!

He shrugs, "I dont know. Smirking is more of my thing."

"Psh, yeah, tell me about it!" I agree.

"Rhea!"

Draco and I looked up to see Harry climbing down the stairs from Professor Trewlaney's classroom.

"Harry? What are you doing here? Don't you have Transfiguration right now?" I asked.

"I did, but Prof. McGonagall sent me to find you two. Hold on, where were you two? Rhea dont you have Potions right now?" asked Harry, glaring at Malfoy, who glared right back.

"Actually, we got out early. I--we finished the potion early, so Snape said we could leave," I explained. "Why? Why were you looking for us?"

"McGonagall didnt say," shrugged Harry, breaking his glare-off with Malfoy. "She just said that after 2nd period is over, we have an assembly in the Great Hall--or at least that what she said Dumbledore told her."

"What the hell does that Old Man want with us now?" scoffed Draco, receiving himself a slap on the arm from me.

"So, that means we," I pointed to me and Draco, "dont have to go to Transfiguration?"

"Wait, you and Malfoy?"

"I have all my classes with him," I rolled my eyes, as Malfoy smirked at me.

"Oh," Harry's face became suspicous. "What a...coincedence."

"Back to the subject," I waved my free hand. "We have a free block?"

"Yeah, I guess," nodded Harry.

"Well, in that case, bugger off, Potter," smirked Draco as he let go of my hand and pulled me closer by the hip. "My girlfriend and I want some time alone."

"Draco! Ew!" I cried, pushing away from him.

"Just kidding, love," he laughed pulling me towards him again. Love? Mushy, but it works with Draco.

'Love'?" Harry asked. "Need I remind you that this is just a deal?"

"No, you dont," sneered Malfoy. The bell that dismissed the students rang throughout the school.

"Let's go, Rhea," said Harry, pulling me by the hand away from Draco.

"She's my girlfriend, Potter," Draco said, grabbing me by the other hand and placing me next to him.

"Because of a deal," Harry pulled me back beside him.

Students of all ages walked slowly past us to watch me get pulled next to Draco then Harry, then from Harry to Draco.

"Ow!" I exclaim as Draco and Harry held either side of my hand, pulling me.

"Harry, Mr. Malfoy," an amused voice said, "may I ask what you are trying to accomplish by pulling on Ms. Izar?"

Me:Hahaha. They're like two boys fighting over a toy.
Antonio: Well, in Malfoy's case, Rhea is a toy. If you catch my drift...
Me: Eww! But I gota admit, I dont think that would be such a bad thing.
Antonio: TooMuchInformation!
Me: Eeek. I think i'm writing too much.
Antonio:...Ur an idiot. Which reminds me. I need to talk to you about what happend in the story.
Me: Oh crap...
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