The next morning I woke with a severe headache. I got dressed and instead of waiting on the others to go to breakfast and then class, I went straight to the hospital wing. I told Madam Pomfrey that I wasn't feeling well. I must have looked horrible because she put me straight to bed and began giving me potions.
It was a while before anyone came to find me. Blake walked in looking concerned. He must have been thinking that Malfoy had done something to me, and to a certain degree he was right. I gave him a weak, reassuring smile and patted the space next to me in an invitation for him to sit down.
"What's wrong? Why are you up here? I've been looking for you all morning. I was worried that something had happened to you."
"Nothing has happened to me. I just wasn't feeling well this morning. Madam Pomfrey will have me set right in no time. Until then you can tell me what has been going on today," I said.
He looked at me, worry clouding his gaze for a moment before he continued, "Well nothing interesting has really happened so far. I missed you in class. Are you going to be out of here by tonight?"
Giving him a curious look I replied, "I should be out of here before dinner. Why do you ask?"
He smiled and answered, "I was hoping that we could have another night In our favorite getaway. I promise I won't keep you out so late this time, but I do want to spend some time with you again. Do you think you'll feel well enough for that?"
I smiled up at him before saying, "I think that it's quite possible that another night under the stars would make me feel even better."
He returned my smile and before turning to leave said, "Great, I'll meet you there at eight thirty."
As he left I stopped to wonder how I was going to get away tonight. I had promised my friends that I would study with them tonight. Although, I had spent the day in the hospital wing, maybe they would be willing to do it tomorrow night instead. I could just tell them that I needed a little more rest, use a Disillusionment charm and sneak out when no one was paying any attention.
With the promise of another night alone with Blake, I was able to temporarily forget about my parents' betrayal. As I suspected Kat and Sara were just happy that I was ok. Apparently for a while they had thought that Draco had done something horrible to me. After they were able to visit me during their free period they were so relieved that they didn't object to changing out plans in the least.
Madame Pomfrey deemed me recovered in time that I could have made it to my last class if I had really been in a rush. Instead of going, though, I went back to the girls' dormitories and took a shower. I considered skipping dinner but decided I had better go when my stomach loudly protested this particular decision. It wouldn't be good for my stomach to sound like a werewolf was trying to escape while I was with Blake tonight.
I was one of the first to make it to the Great Hall. The pork chops were excellent as usual, but I could hardly enjoy them. I ate so fast that I barely even noticed what I had on my plate. I just wanted to get out of there before Draco came in. I didn't know whether or not I would be able to keep my anger in check if I had to see him again so soon after his devastating news.
Luck was not on my side. Just as I was thinking that it might be safe to slow down so I didn't choke, he walked in and spotted me straight away. Not letting his gaze stray from his target he quickly made his way over.
"I've been looking for you all day. Why didn't you come to any of our classes?" he asked as he took the seat next to me.
"I went to the hospital wing this morning. I wasn't feeling well. I had a terrible headache. Although that's nothing compared to the sudden sharp pain I'm experiencing in my arse. Hmmm…I wonder who is causing that." I sarcastically replied.
"There's no use in getting snippy with me. You think I planned this? I didn't want to end up shackled to you. I just wanted to make you eat your words about never dating me. I like to win, and you were just another challenge. It was my mother's scheme that got us both into this mess. Now we have no choice so you might as well not make it any more unpleasant than it has to be," he said with a sneer.
"Back to the old charm I see. Look, I know that this isn't what you wanted. I don't have to like it, though. You're just going to have to give me a little time to come to terms with this whole infuriating situation. I'm going back to the common room. Assuming I have no choice, I'll see you later," I replied.
Our discussion hadn't lasted more than a few minutes and we had kept out voices quiet, but it seemed that several people had taken notice of our less than happy interlude. Most of the people that noticed, however, were merely hopeful females that wanted me out of the way. Little did they know that I would have gladly traded places with them.
In a very distracted stated I made my way back to the common room and curled up in my favorite seat by the fire. I didn't want to give up Blake. He was a nice guy. There weren't any dark secrets haunting his past and he was thoughtful and fun. But it seemed that we weren't even going to get a chance to find out if it would have worked or not. All of my chances with anyone were dead and gone. I was about to become 'Mrs. Draco Malfoy'. The thought was like a poison that was destined to kill me slowly.
As I sat pondering my fate, an errant thought slid across my mind and made me wonder if I was losing my sanity. Why should he be so upset at having to be with me? I should be the only one with anything to lose here. What's wrong with me that makes the idea so distasteful to him? Of course I don't want him to want me. I suppose it just injures my pride that he doesn't. Before I knew it the time had passed and the common room had filled up.
At eight I got up and went upstairs. I didn't want anyone to see me actually leaving the common room. I put my cloak on, and Disillusioned, I carefully made my way to the portrait hole. Just as I got there it swung open. Draco paused momentarily as I slipped past him. He had a thoughtful look that made me wonder if sensed that someone was there. But I made my way out of the castle without incident. When I arrived on the grounds where I was supposed to meet Blake I found that he was already there despite the fact that I was early myself.
I removed the charm. When He heard me approach he turned and smiled at me. I returned his smile with one of my own and said, "I thought I would be here before you. What have you got here?"
He shrugged and gestured to the large comfortable looking chair and the small but inviting bright blue fire in front of us, "Well I thought we should be comfortable and warm so I did a little wand work before you got here. And you would only have gotten here before me if you'd been here for more than an hour. I wanted to make sure that everything was ready when you got here."
I hugged him and smiled before pulling him closer to the fire. He sat down in the chair and pulled me down to sit in his lap. I reached for my wand and conjured a soft, warm quilt and we settled in to enjoy a few stolen hours together. We spent most of our time talking about our childhoods and friends. We watched for shooting stars and I was able to forget my troubles for a while. As with all good things, though, our time was at an end too soon. We were already out of bounds after hours. When we got back into the castle we parted ways in the entrance hall. He was making a detour to the kitchens since he had skipped supper to get everything ready for me.