Chapter twelve

                                    

                                          
The rest of the week went by quickly and before I knew it it was Monday morning again. 
                          
Draco had completely disappeared from school after our argument. 
                          
Even Harry began to wonder what he was up too. 
                          
He wasn't ever at meal times or in class. 
                          
The news about me and George dating got around to where almost every day for the past four days, someone would ask me about it.
                          
When I woke up Monday morning I got ready rather slowly. I hadn't been able to sleep very well all weekend. 
                          
I had been getting up earlier and earlier, getting ready, and then going for a walk. It had become such a regular thing that I didn't even bother leaving a note for Hermione. 
                          
I grab my jacket because the sky was still dark and it had been raining all weekend. I walk down the stairs and out the common room door. 
                          
By the time I get outside it had started raining. I pull my jacket on a zip it up. 
                          
I reach the corridor that leads to the great hall when I see someone sitting on the bench just outside the hall. I instantly know who it is. 
                          
I walk until I'm about five feet away from him and stop. 
                          
He looks up at me and then pats the spot next to him, inviting me to sit. I stand still, looking at him before speaking. 
                          
"What happened to you?" I say calmly. He looks down before speaking. 
                          
"I've been sick." He says quietly. And I laugh a little. 
                          
"Sick?" I ask in a sarcastic tone. 
                          
"Yes sick. Look, about what happened last week, I'm sorry. You didn't let me explain what I meant." I look at him I'm disbelief and he continues.
                          
 "Meet me on the seventh floor tonight at eleven and I'll explain." He says before standing up. 
                          
"Are you sure Pansy is going to be okay with that?" I say sarcastically. He just shakes his head. 
                          
"Yeah I don't know why she told you me and her are dating because we're not." He says in an annoyed tone.
                          
"Oh so you guys just shag each other every now and then?" I say jokingly. 
He looks over at me and grins. 
                          
"Yeah every now and then I guess. But she's not the one I really want." He says looking back down. 
                          
"Ahh okay just something to take up time 
then?" I ask him, already knowing his answer. He nods and I turn to walk away before he mumbles, "I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about." 
                          
I turn around quickly but he's already walking away from he great hall. 
                          
I begin walking into the great hall when I hear running behind me and then my name being called. 
                          
I turn around thinking that it's Draco and then I see George. I stop walking as he reaches me. 
                          
"Hey." He says and I look over his shoulder before responding. 
                          
Draco, who was now at the other end of the corridor was turned around looking back at me and George with a scowl on his face. 
                          
He turns back around and I shake it off. 
"Hey." I say taking George's hand and we walk into the great hall together. 
                          
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The school day went by like all of the others, uneventful and full of things I already know. 
                          
It wasn't until my last class of the day something unexpected happened. 
                          
I walk into potions and Professor Snape begins paring us up with other students. 
                          
I feel slightly nervous because I don't want to have to sit by someone like Pansy. 
                          
Snape saying my name pulls me out of my thought. 
                          
"Miss Evans." He says pointing to one of the tables in the third row, and then moving to the seat next to mine. 
                          
"Mr. Potter" I smile and look over at Harry who looks just as relieved as I felt. I walk over to the table and sit down with Harry. 
                          
I look around to see that Ron is with Neville two tables down from me and Harry.
                          
I give them small smile and they return. I look around to find Hermione and see she is still lined up by the door waiting to be seated. 
                          
"Miss Granger." Snape speaks pointing the table behind mine. He looks at Hermione and speaks. "Mr. Malfoy will be your partner, but seeing his isn't here." 
                          
He walks away leaving Hermione looking annoyed as she sits down. I give her a small smile before turning back around. 
                          
What is Draco doing?
                          
Snape begins telling us things that we will be doing throughout the year. These were our permanent seats, though I was okay with mine, I felt bad for Hermione. 
                          
I knew how much she didn't like Draco. 
After class I go back up to the common room hoping to get in a little nap before supper. 
                          
I lay down on my bed and feel myself dozing off. 
                          
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"Elizabeth, it's time for supper." I hear Hermione whisper and I sit up. 
                          
I groan, still really tired, and brush my hair a little to straighten it out. 
                          
I walk down to the common room with Hermione and George walks up next to me. 
                          
"Hey." He says kissing my cheek. I look up and smile at him. 
                          
"Hey." I respond quietly. He grabs my hand and we start walking to the great hall. 
                          
"Are you still tired?" He asks as we sit down at the Gryffindor table. 
                          
"Exhausted." I say as I yawn, covering my mouth. I look over at the Slytherin table, to find Draco not there again. 
I turn back to my plate and begin eating. 
                          
After supper we all go back to the common room. Instead of hanging out with them, I tell them I'm going to go ahead and go to bed. 
                          
I say goodnight to them and head up to the dormitory. I was hoping I could sleep for a few hours before I have to meet Draco. Why did he want to meet on the seventh floor. 
                          
I sign before laying back down and getting under the covers. Sleep floods over me again. 
                          
I was running down a dark hallway. Turning around I see three dark, hooded men pursuing me. 
                          
I start running faster, trying to get away from them before I run right into someone. I look up at them, terrified that it would be someone that was after me. 
                          
Draco is looking down at me, and he grabs my hands, pulling me away from the men. He stops and turns to me. 
                          
"I'm sorry I brought you here. They're after me, not you." I hear yelling behind me. "Go!" Draco yells.
                          
I jump awake looking around the room before remembering where I am. 
I rub my hands over my face, realizing it was a dream. 
                          
I look up at the clock. It read 11:27. 
                          
I jump out of bed and grab my jacket. He probably isn't still waiting on me. He probably left. 
                          
I quietly descend the stairs and run out the door, up towards the seventh floor.