A Dragon and a Phoenix

Chapter 3

By the time that I'd managed to pull myself together Potions was over. I saw Kat and Sara hurrying toward me.

"What on earth happened to you?!" they exclaimed.

With a sigh I replied, "He started trying to feel me up. I got really angry and couldn't control it, so I left. Trust me; you know that it's a lot safer that I left than if I'd stayed."

Exasperatedly Kat said, "We know that, but Professor Slughorn was completely confused. Maybe you should go and talk to him."

"You're right, and I will. But I'd really like to go and eat something first. I'm feeling a little on the lightheaded side now. I'll go to his office after lunch," I told them.

So after lunch I went to Professor Slughorn's office and explained everything to him. I apologized for leaving his class the way I did. He was lenient considering that it had never happened before and just made me promise not to let it happen again.

I left his office and finished up my classes for the day. Nothing too interesting happened after that. Things actually managed to go on quietly until that night.

I went back to the dormitories and had relaxed for a bit before grabbing my books and heading down to the common room to finish up some homework. I had a few inches left to go on a couple of essays and some charms work to do, so I settled into my favorite place on the couch in front of the fire. It was a bit late and most of the other Slytherins had gone to bed, Kat and Sara included. I wasn't bothered by the solitude. Quite the contrary, it was a nice change from the upset of this morning.

As I worked I became lost in concentration. I thought I heard someone coming down the stairs, but I ignored it; there were a couple of people still wandering around. I finished up one essay and leaned over the edge of the couch to find my other books in my bag when I saw someone's feet in front of me. I slowly raised my head, my gaze traveling up as I prayed that it wasn't who I expected it to be.

Malfoy stood leering down at me and I suddenly cursed myself mentally for not grabbing a robe, or at least a blanket. His stare made me uncomfortably aware of the fact that I was only wearing a tank top with my shorts.

Standing up and giving him a glare I asked, "What do you want, Malfoy? Didn't I make myself clear to you earlier today? What part do you need me to repeat?"

"I'm actually quite clever and there's nothing wrong with my memory so I don't need you to repeat anything. I just want to know what's wrong with you. Why aren't you after my attentions like every other girl in Slytherin? Do you like girls or something?" he asked.

I tilted my head to the side a bit, trying to figure out if he was serious. When I realized that he was I burst out laughing and said, "You really are a self-centered prick. I'm not a lesbian just because I don't want to shag you. I just prefer guys that can see past the ends of their own noses. Now that you know, sod off so I can finish my homework in peace."

Still chuckling I turned around to pick up my quill and parchment so I could sit back down, but before I managed to reach it Malfoy grabbed my arm from behind. He spun me around and pressed his lips against mine. It all happened so quickly that I was momentarily in shock, but it only took a few seconds for my brain to catch up with what happened. When I realized what was going on I kissed him back and rested my palms against his chest.

I could feel him smirk against my lips, thinking that he'd finally gotten what he wanted.

Just as he did this I pushed him away from me and caught him with a right hook. I'd hit him squarely on the cheekbone.

Still moving off of the force of the swing I spun around and grabbed my wand before turning back to Malfoy. I gave a flick of my wrist and he was hanging upside down in midair.

With the back of my free hand I wiped his kiss away and then walked over to him with a look of disgust. His face was hanging at eye level, and I noticed with a feeling of satisfaction that there was already a bruise forming around his left eye. As I approached him he snapped out of his mild state of shock and began shouting obscenities at me.

I merely laughed and said, "Now, now Malfoy, you're going to wake everyone with all of that shouting. Wouldn't want the whole house to come rushing in and find you like this, would you?"

With a look of pure venomous hatred he growled, "Put me down. Now."

"I don't really think you're in the position to be making demands," I said reasonably. "But I suppose I could put you down, as all of the blood appears to have made its way to your head."

With that I released him from the spell and he landed in a heap on the floor. By the time he managed to pick himself up I had already sat back down on the couch.

"You'll regret that," he spat, as he lightly pressed his cheek and winced.

I returned his gaze and replied, "I hope you're not going to continue to waste your time pursuing me. If you intend on waiting out my resistance to your charm then I'm afraid you'd better start looking for a spell to cure carpal tunnel while you're at it. Oh, and that's at least the second time that you've told me that Malfoy, and I have yet to feel remorse for anything I've done. So if you don't mind I'll just skip the meaningless threats and go to bed now."

I gathered up all of my things and left him standing, seething with anger, in the middle of the common room.

At the foot of the stairs I turned back and said, "By the way, I hope you enjoyed your little taste of honey, because if you ever try it again I'll remove your cause for desire of feminine contact."

When I was about halfway up the stairs I heard the shattering of a lamp as it crashed into the fireplace. I shook my head as I opened the door and sighed as I fell into my bed and a deep soothing sleep.

The next evening I sat in the common room thinking about all that had happened. There had to be some way to keep Malfoy away from me. I didn't want to end up spending all of my bloody time in detention because of him, and if things kept going the way they were then that's exactly what was going to happen. There was no way that I was going to let him ruin my final year at Hogwarts. This year was supposed to be the best, but there's no chance of that considering the state of the wizarding world. So much security that a little bit of mischievous fun was impossible. Ah, but my thoughts wander from the problem at hand. Maybe I should just avoid him as much as possible and he'll take the hint, not that I haven't made it clear that he hasn't got a damned chance...

"Kim, there you are. We've been looking all over the place for you. It's not like you to stay in the common room doing nothing. What's going on now?" Kat inquired.Sara gave me one withering look, "Look, we all know he's the biggest arse here, but there's no getting rid of him short of murdering him and I don't think the little jerk's worth going to Azkaban over. It's time you just drop it and act like he isn't there. He'll move on to the newest piece of arm candy when he finally works out that you aren't just playing hard to get. You're letting him get to you. It's what he wants, to wear you down."

"You're right, Sara. I'm not going to let him get the better of me. I'm tired of his arrogance. The next time he attempts anything I'll just hex him and maybe that will teach him not to bother me. There are several curses that would look great on him," I said viciously.

There was no denying that I'd love to teach him a lesson. He deserved everything he got. I refuse to believe for a second that he didn't intend to be the one to murder Dumbledore. Malfoy is a disgusting minion of You-Know-Who and I want nothing to do with him.

"I'm going to bed now. Tomorrow's the first Hogsmeade trip of the year. I can't believe they're actually letting us go. I want to make the most of it." I got up from the worn leather chair and headed to the girls' dormitories.

Trudging towards the stairs I was lost in thought when I heard a familiar drawling voice whispering from the shadows. "Well, well, I would have thought that you'd be doing something more productive than going to sleep. Figuring out how you should apologize to me seems like a good place to start."

With a cold glare in his direction I pulled my wand out before he had a chance to react. Placing him under the full body bind I smiled and walked over to him. "You shouldn't hide in the shadows Malfoy. Oh dear, it will be a while before anyone finds you here, won't it? Now I suggest that you listen very closely when I say that it would be wise if you kept you distance from me. I promise that should you try anything with me again, you'll wake up next year in St. Mungo's." With that I kissed my fingertips and waved good bye. "Have a good night Malfoy." Walking up the stairs, I found that I had a considerable amount of bounce in my step. The knowledge that he would be trapped there for an exceptionally long time made me very happy. To hell with the consequences, this felt worth the risk.

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