Unexpected Love

My breathing was pitched. I was having a make out session- and a good one I might add- with a total and complete stranger. I mean, sure I'd seen Draco around school, but didn't have the same friends. We didn't talk unless it was manditory for an assignment of some sorts. Yes we were both in Slytherin, but we deffinately talked to different crowds. My best friends were the Weasley twins for Merlin's sake!
I shouldn't have even bothered with coming to this party though. Pansy was the one who invited me and I don't even act like I tolerate her like most Slytherins -including Draco and his crew- tend to do. So when I got here and saw it was actually hosted by Leanna Fangspur I was thankful it wasn't Pansy. I wasn't thankful, however, that I made it just in time for spin the bottle and was first. Of course with my luck I landed on Malfoy and was tossed into the closet. We weren't leaving, according to Le-le -much to Pansy's dismay-, until we "make out or 'til the party is over." We sat there for what seemed like an eternity before he broke the silence, "So Elanna," it shocked me he knew my name, "we aren't getting out of here unless we start making out."
I nodded my head, "I know that."
"So.. Let's make them think we're having the time of our lives." Draco winked causing me to giggle.We both collapsed over in laughter. When we were finally able to control ourselves he looked at me, "I think by now I'm exploring your mouth with my tounge." I laughed shakily and nodded; I had never done anything like this. I moaned out and Draco put his hand over my mouth and whisped, "keep moaning." I did as he asked and could immediately tell the difference. He was muffling my moans. I wanted to laugh so bad but instead moaned again. This caused him to grunt.
The next thing I knew our lips were crashing together, our fake moans and grunt were real, and our make out fake out became real. The best real ever.
"Elanna." Draco panted while nibbling on my ear.
"Hmm?" I purred realishing the feel of his lips on my earlobe.
"If they don't open that door soon I'm going to have to take you right here and now."
I moaned at his words and the door came open, "I think you love birds have had your fun." It was my only friend in Slytherin, Kailey. Once she got me out of Professor's Snape's room (Leeanna is apparently a relative of his who he loves enough to allow usage of his room), she whispered, "Fred and George have been looking for you. Weren't to happy when they came down to the Potions class to look for you and were told by a very smug Goyle that you and Malfoy were snogging in the closet!"
"Crap! Really?!"
"Yup. 'Cept Goyle said you two were "getting it on" and what not."
"What?!"
"Yeah.. Fred and George were a tad angry.Said they were going to go talk to Ron 'til you decided you'd had enough face time with Malfoy."
"Thanks Chica! I'll see you later, kay?!" I hugged her and took off running to mine and the twins' normal metting spot at the Black Lake. When I got there Fred and George were pacing back and forth, throwing there hands up in the air, and yelling. To say they were "a tad angry" would be an understatement. Ron, on the other hand, was sitting underneath a tree pulling at the grass blades. I coughed, "Hi guys."
Fred and George looked at me and the anger on their faces increased ten fold, "Hi guys?! Hi guys?!"
"What the bloody hell were you thinking Anna?!" Fred yelled.
"Damn it Elli do you have to be so stupid!?" George chimmed in.
"It wasn't smart of you to-"
"Shut up!" I yelled back, my eyes filled with tears. "Just shut up! You're not my bloody parents and you can't tell me my decisions are stupid!"
"You were in a closet-"
"with Malfoy! His father is a Death Eater Anna!" Fred finished George's sentence.
"Well, I'm sorry my decisions aren't up to your bloody standards Tweedle Di and Tweedle Dumb!" I sniffled.
"You bloody right there not Elli!"
"Our standards don't include getting locked up in a closet with a Malfoy Anna!"
"Why? Because he's in Slytherin?!"
"Yes!" They both yelled. After realizing what they had said, they decided to back track, "NO!"
"Anna! You know it has nothing to do with Slytherin."
"It's just that normally all of the Slytherins are-"
"Evil? So I must be evil too. Look, if you need me, I'll sure as hell make sure I'm away from you." I took off running to the Slytherin dormitory. Fred, George, and I have had these kind of fights since first year when they told me I was automatically ugly because I was a Slytherin. Eventually, we became good friends, but this fight still continued. Their stupid prejudices always got in the way. Never had the fights escalated so far as to have me stop at the sofa in the dorm and ball my eyes out. That is, never until now.