"That was interesting," Draco says as we walk out of the sitting room.

"I'm sorry about my mum, she just..." I didn't know how to exactly describe her.

"No worries Leianna, I actually enjoyed her... she is a peculiar woman," he replies.

After dinner she had us go to the sitting room so she could drill us more, especially with Draco, it was really embarrassing.

"You're being nice about it," I state as I reach out and grab his hand.

"You mother is nothing compared to mine," he says matter of factly, "But I'm just glad I am her with you."

I smile at him, "That was cliché."

"I know," he replies grinning himself.

"So I guess I will see you tomorrow," I say to him letting his hand go, "I hope you sleep... comfortably."

"Yeah me too, I'm pretty tired," he agrees.

I lean in and kiss in softly on the lips, "Goodnight."

He tells me the same and walks off to his room. I spin around and make my way to my own room.

I walk inside and I immediately begin to change in to my pajamas. I was ready to be in something more comfortable. After a eventful day, I wanted nothing more than to lay down and sleep till morning.

I cut the lights off and crawl into my bed, waiting for sleep to finally come.

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I was sleeping peacefully till I heard a loud bang. My eyes immeditaley open and I sit up. What on earth could have been that noise. It sounded like something crashing.

I slip out of bed and walk over to where my robe was hanging on my closet door. After I slip it on I make my way to the door opening it as quietly as possible, in case any house elves were still working.

Once full open I peak down the hallway. At first I see nothing, but then at the other end of the hallway I see a shadow.

"Hey," I say getting their attention.

Coming closer to me I knew exactly who it was, " What are you doing?"

Draco stops in front of me, "I was looking for your room."

I laugh, "Well you almost found my mothers, that would have been quite interesting."

"Very funny," he replies sarcastically, "Besides she isn't here."

"What?"

"I saw her leave about an hour ago," he explains, "I think John was with her."

"I wonder where they would be going at this hour?" I ask out loud, trying to contemplate why they would be leaving out so late.

"I wouldn't worry about it," he assures me, "They are adults after all."

I turn my thoughts from my parents and back to the fact Draco was lurking in the hall, quite loud I might add.

"Why were you trying to find my room?"

He smiles, "You didn't show it to me earlier, rather rude of you."

I smile and cross my arms, "You wanted to see my room, that's all?"

He nods taking hold of my hand, "Of course, why did you think something else."

I roll my eyes and open my door, "Here it is, take a look."

He releases my hand and steps inside.

"Well this is nice," he says as he looks around, "Very... well its plain."

I cross my arms, "I like simple and organized thank you."

"This is just too organized," he states as he continues to look around. I watch as he eyes look towards my desk.

"What's in the desk?"

"Nothing, just some notes and stuff," I fib.

"Really," he says sounding unconvinced.

I eye him suspicious and he only smiles.

"What?" I ask him curiously.

He only shrugs his shoulders trying to seem innocent. I knew the wheel in his head was turning, but I didn't know what he was up to.

I roll my eyes and about that time he makes a dash for my desk.

"Draco," I say as I rush over towards him. I slip between him and my desk just in time before he could get to it. In my drawers were not only papers, but my journals from the time I was little up until I started Hogwarts. Some stuff was just meaningless little girl things but others was much more deeper and personal matters.

"No," I say shaking my finger at him.

"I just want to see," he states trying to grab a hold of my hands.

"No, they're personal," I argue trying to sound serious.

"Oh... does Leianna have her diary in here?" he teases as he successfully grabs me.

"Draco Malfoy stop it," I demand trying to hold back a laugh.

He chuckles and continues to fight with me to get to the desk.

He pulls me to the right side of him holding me away from the desk as he takes his other and begins digging.

"Now which drawer to look in," he ponders.

"Draco!" I argue.

He only laughs at me, "Lighten up Leianna."

"I will when you stop trying to go through my stuff," I explain. I felt his grip on me loosen and I manage to slip out of his arm.

"Hah," I say as I block him once again.

He doesn't try to fight me; he only slips his hand around my waist pulling me to him.

"What are you doing?" I ask him questionably as I lift my hands to rest on his shoulders.

"Giving up, if you don't want me to look at you diary I won't," he replies.

"So you're giving up that easy?"

"I guess I am."

He bends down and kisses me lightly on the lips. I close my eyes as he brings his hands to my side. I let out a sigh, surrendering to his touch.

Just as I was fixing to lose myself into him, lightening fast, Draco reaches out to my dresser and successfully pulls out one of my journals.

"Draco!" I yell at him, "That was low!"

He laughs and backs towards the bed.

"Give it back," I demand as I reach for it. He hold it up away from my grasp.

"You're too short."

"Shut it and give it back," I continue to demand of him.

"Say please," he laughs as he falls onto my bed, still arms up out of my reach.

I lean over him for the journal, "I will not beg."

I feel his free hand slide up my side and my attention drifts away from the journal to him completely. I was over him, my hair falling all around us like a wall separating us from the outside world.

"Come on," he whispers to me, leaning up to where his face was only centimeters from mine, "Ask nicely."

I let out a shaky breath, my eyes locked with his, "Please."

The book is discarded, slung completely off the bed as has his lips feverishly meet mine.