What does he mean I owe him? I'm sure he didn't want anyone to know either and I personally didn't ask him to help me out with Umbridge, he did that on his own. My brain was trying to decipher all what happened.
"What are you thinking about?" George asks causing me to snap out of my mental questioning. "Nothing to worry yourself about, "I reply smiling to him. We had just left the great hall and were making our way towards the Gryffindor Common room.
"Okay...?" he says doubtfully, clearly unbelieving. His grip on my hand tightened and he came to a halt.
Not realizing at first, I was jerked back. "What are you doing?" I ask.
"What's wrong with you? You have been acting weird since..." he was trying to think back, "Since the incident with Draco. Is there something you are not telling me, did he threaten you?" he asks growing angry at his conclusion.
"No he didn't threaten me," I reply honestly, "I just don't understand him and I'm not saying I want to," I say shooting him a glare, " but some of the things he says.. or does just bothers me."
"He unnerves everyone Leianna," George states, "It just bothers me at the interest he seems to have in you."
"He isn't interested in me in any way, unless you count for messing things up for me an interest,"
"He just seems to find a way to be around you when I'm not there, I'm surprised he hasn't tried to do anything," he says as he pulls me closer to him.
I suddenly felt a heavy weight of guilt on my conscious, "George he had tried before," I mumble.
"What?"
"A long time ago, but I stopped him," I explain, focusing on only the first incident.
"When?" he asks his anger growing.
"After you pulled the prank of the Sltyherin in the hallway," I reply, "He had saw us come out of the storage closet and blackmailed me to kiss him on the cheek."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"We had just started dating, and it was nothing. He is nothing George," I reply, "Please don't even think about it, I got the situation handled."
"Well if he tries anything else, I want to know," he states.
We walk up to the portrait and the fat lady looked at us sternly.
"You should already be inside," she states tsking at us.
"Godric," George says ignoring her comment and providing the password.
She narrows her eyes at him before opening the door.
"Bloody woman is annoying," he mumbles taking my hand and pulling me inside with him.
The room still had a few lingering students, probably first years ranting about classes. I personally didn't feel like hanging out with everyone in the common room tonight anyways.
"I guess I'm going to turn in, we have that Hogsmeade visit tomorrow," George says releasing my hand.
"Okay."
He leans down and kisses my lips softly. I couldn't help but compare the difference in his kiss from Draco's, then I mentally kick myself.
"Goodnight," he whispers to me. I smile and reply to him with a simple goodnight.
When I had finally made it up to my room I found a Hermione looking down sternly at my bed with her hands on her lips.
"What is it?" I ask looking at her slightly confused.
"I should ask you the same thing," she says glancing at me suspiciously.
I walk over and see a letter on my bed.
"A letter?"
"Yes a letter, a first year set it on your bed and when I asked who gave it to them they said a Slytherin boy," she replies placing her hands on her hips.
"That could be anybody Hermione," I retort trying to stay in refutation.
"Yes I thought so too until they said the person who told them to give this to you had blonde hair," she states.
I looked at her trying to keep my facial expression neutral.
"Well go on and open it, it won't unless you are the one to do it," she say motioning for me to take the note.
I roll my eyes and pick up the note. Immediately the note opens itself up.
Clock tower at 12
DM
Just has the words was there and I was reading them, they all of a sudden disappeared.
"Well what does it say? Hermione asks anxiously.
"Nothing actually," I say handing it over to her, "It seems it must have been a joke." With the way she was showing her temper, I think it was best I let her believe nothing was ever there.
"I suppose..." she said looking from the letter to me, "Just promise me you will tell me if Malfoy is trying to bother you," she says worriedly, "I just don't want to see you hurt."
"I know Hermione," I assure her. I give her a quick hug, "Thanks, but I think we need to get into bed, if we want to go to Hogsmeade tomorrow."
She nods in agreement and we both crawl into our beds.
I turn out my light and pretend to be ready for sleep, however I knew as soon as everyone had finally fell asleep, I would be making my way towards the clock tower. I needed this to end with Draco. I had told the truth, well sort of. There was nothing he could hold against me.
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Draco's P.O.V
I was making progress finally. I was really proud of myself back there. And I had thought it was just going to be another boring run for that Bitch of a Professor Umbridge.
Still, I couldn't stop reminiscing about the kiss. Her lips were so soft and it made it all better that she still beamed with innocence. I could tell she hadn't made it far with a boy and with Weasley she probably never will.
I bet she was freaking out when she got my note, I thought smugly. I had told the stupid first year to be discreet and she better have.
I glance at the nearest clock and saw it was 20 minutes till 12. I smiled yet again, I knew she would come. She wouldn't risk pissing me off; especially since I know something she wouldn't want others to know.
Hell, I really didn't want anyone to know, it could kill my reputation.
I make my way over to my bed and pick up my shoes. I begin lacing them up on my feet when I heard Crabbe stir from beside me.
"Where are you heading off too?" Crabbe asks me sheepishly, you could tell he had been asleep, until I had lit a candle.
"Out, now shut your mouth before you wake everyone up," I spat at him. I knew it was rude and he that he was one of my best mates, but sometimes he was annoying with all kinds of questions.
"Okay, Malfoy," he blabbers with a yawn. He lies back down and immediately starts snoring. I roll my eyes at his ignorance, he was so childish.
"So which girl tonight," I hear Blaise ask from the other side of my bed. I look at him with a wide grin on my face.
"Actually I'm meeting up with Sweary," I reply. He gives me a confused look not knowing who I was talking about, which I should have suspected, she wasn't a Slytherin.
"The Gryffindor you said I couldn't get," I say as I reminder. It must have triggered his memory because his eyes widen.
"You're going to shag her?" he asks shocked.
"No, she wouldn't do that... yet," I reply irritably, "I'm still working on it."
Now it was his turn to smile at me conniving, "Really now, have you made any progress?"
"As a matter of fact we kissed just today, it won't be long," I state arrogantly.
He just shakes his head, "We will see," he says unequivocally.
I get up and make my way down the stairs.
Hopefully I don't get caught in the hallways as I make my way towards the tower.
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Leianna's P.O.V
"Lumos," I whisper bringing my wand up. Light suddenly filled the darken entry. I could kill Malfoy for making me do this. Why was I even doing this? So now I was halfway up the clock tower freezing my bloody bum off.
I make it to the top finally. The late November night had really taken its toll causing me to shiver.
"It's about time," I hear Draco states from in front of me.
"What's this about Malfoy, its cold... not to mention in the middle of the night. We could get expelled for this," I said, my teeth chattering.
"You worry too much," he states contemptuously as he walks closer to me. "Come here, I'll warm you."
"I don't think so," I say turning down his offer and stepping back.
"Suit yourself."
"Well what do you want so I can go back to my room, where it's warm," I ask him eagerly.
"So impatient," he says shaking his head, "Very well, I just wanted to tell you I came up with a idea for you to pay me back for covering for you."
"It better not include physical contact, or you can just go ahead and tell everyone what happened," I affirm sternly.
"No it doesn't, not unless you want it to," he replies raising an eyebrow.
"Just go on," I state with annoyance. He always knew just what to say to annoy me.
"I want you to go on a date with me," he says crossing his arms.
I just looked at him dumbfounded, "There is no way Draco, where in school and...." I rambled before he cut me off.
"No not now you ninny, over Christmas Break," he explains.
"Oh," I say shortly, "And where exactly is this date," I add.
"That's a surprise," he replies walking closer to me, "So are we at an agreement, you do that and I promise to keep my mouth shut."
"I told George," I explain to him, "So I really don't need to make any deals with you."
"You told him everything?" he asks leaning against the wall casually, "You told him how we almost kissed in potions class, how we did kiss in the hallway, passionately might add and need I remind you I lied to Umbridge for you?"
"Well, maybe not all that," I mutter under my breath. Damn him, he had me there, "So what kid of date, hopefully a friendly one?"
"Just friends," he replies.
"Swear?"
"Yes."
"Fine, just as friends."
"Deal."
"So are we done here?" I inquire.
"Yes, goodnight Leianna," he replies using my name causing my stomach to flutter, damn him.
"Goodnight Draco," I say lowly to the point I didn't even know if he heard me.
I wait until he was almost to the bottom of the tower before I started to walk back.
I luckily didn't get caught coming back to my room.
I crawled in my bed and relished the warmth it provided. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep, but sleep was not so kind to me because as soon as I drifted from reality, I began dreaming of non other than Draco.