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Nothing new. Here is chapter 5.
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After turning off his computer for the night, Draco pulled "Magic and Lust" out from the drawer in his nightstand. He grabbed his favorite quill that wrote in silver ink off of the tabletop, and opened the book to the front cover. Gazing at the empty gray space, he fingered the quill and wrote in his nearly perfect script.
"Yes Fire, I will go with you. Yours, IceyGaze."
It wasn't exactly what he'd told her, but she'd figure out that it was the same thing. If she ever found the book, that is. Which Draco was almost certain she wouldn't.
There wasn't a real reason for him not wanting to go, except for simply that he didn't enjoy dances as much as others. If he were going to actually meet Fire, he'd prefer it be some other way. Perhaps going into Hogsmeade and getting a butterbeer, or sneaking out of their rooms to meet in the Owlrey. Something a little less...public. But if she could somehow get her hands on that book, then he'd sure as hell go with her. He knew in order to get it; she'd need some determination. And he was beginning to like her more and more for that exact quality. Yawning, he turned out his bedside lamp and drifted into sleep.
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Madam Pince looked at Draco in an 'I'm older and smarter, therefore don't have time for you' sort of way. He was turning in "Magic and Lust", so that Fire would have a fair shot at finding it. She glanced at him with a curious expression.
"Good book?" she taunted, obviously hinting that she thought of it as a trashy romance novel.
Draco smirked; he'd seen her reading the very same copy of the very same book a few nights before. "Yes, I really thought Evergreen portrayed the characters well, don't you agree?"
Blushing, Madam Pince grabbed the book from his hands and ran her finger down the list of names on the waiting list. "Parkinson, Abbot, Creevy, Goyle, Macmillan, Granger, so many people to get this book to, not enough time," she mumbled as she looked over the names.
Laughing at some of the names he'd heard, Draco left the flustered librarian and walked into the Great Hall for lunch. He'd already finished his morning classes, and all he had left was Potions. It was a boring class, but since Snape favored him so, he didn't mind it.
He looked down at his plate and felt a sudden urge of fullness. Not feeling hungry at all, he pulled the laptop out from his bag and slid it under the table onto his lap. He hoped he was being casual enough about it; he didn't want the whole school seeing him on his computer at lunchtime. Then on second thought, he picked up his stuff and walked back to the library. At least a computer would look semi-normal there.
There was a small table near the back of the library where Draco dumped his stuff and opened up his laptop. There is no way she'll be online right now, he thought dejectedly. He even surprised himself with the sadness he heard in his thoughts. Not even bothering to check his buddy list, he clicked into the chat rooms. I'll just meet someone else to talk to for today, he reasoned with himself. A sudden window popped up on Draco's screen, surprising him.
Firefly: What are you doing on right now?
Draco's mouth dropped. Every single time he signed online, she seemed to be waiting for him already.
IceyGaze: Wasn't hungry. What about yourself?
Firefly: I'm in bed sick today. Stomach flu. I've been online all day. Just about mastered Solitaire. [grins]
IceyGaze: I see. Well, get better soon. [smiles] You're wasting valuable time in that bed.
Firefly: Oh, don't you worry. I've already checked the library once, and I have a friend of mine checking again this afternoon.
IceyGaze: [raises eyebrows] Is that so? Well I'll have you know that I DID return it already.
Firefly: Well that's a big help. And by the way, I told the friend she's just doing a sick friend a favor in my time of need. I didn't tell anyone about our deal, or about you.
IceyGaze: Good. We don't need to complicate things.
Firefly: You haven't told anyone about me, have you?
Draco laughed. Even if he were to tell someone, who would he tell? He really didn't have any close friends, none that he discussed personal matters with. Not that he ever really had personal matter to discuss. Besides his dislike for his family. Which was something he would never tell anyone, it was almost TOO personal of a matter. After a minute, Draco realized he was thinking in circles.
IceyGaze: Not a soul.
Firefly: I already know what I'm wearing to the ball.
IceyGaze: Already!? You still have over a month!
Firefly: Ice, there is one small fact that you must remember about me. I am a girl, and I act like one, too. Things like clothes have priority in my life. [laughs]
IceyGaze: I guess that makes sense. Though I still think it's quite early to be picking out clothing. How do you even know you'll be attending?
Firefly: You don't think I can do it, do you?
IceyGaze: I have my doubts.
Firefly: Well, that's all for the better. It'll be even more special when I find it now, because it will prove that I was right and you were wrong.
It was a very rare occasion when someone proved a Malfoy wrong. Draco noted this thought as it ran through his head. She was absolutely right. It would be more special. He decided not to comment on it, however. It was simply too un-Draco like.
IceyGaze: So what are you wearing?
Firefly: I thought you'd never ask! I'm going to wear my new dress robes that I got for Christmas, I've been asking for them for quite some time. They are a beautiful maroon color, my favorite.
IceyGaze: I see. Sounds nice.
Firefly: Looks nice too. [winks]
IceyGaze: I'm sure they very well do. Well, I'm very sorry, but I must be going. Potions with Snape next, wouldn't want to be late for that.
He was sure it came across sounding sarcastic, since nearly everyone hated Snape.
Firefly: Oh yes, what a bummer it would be to miss even a second of THAT class…
IceyGaze: Talk to you later. Feel better.
Firefly: Thanks. Bye.
Snapping the computer shut, he slid it back into his bag, and walked out of the library. Madam Pince gave him an exasperated look, one that he didn't see, since he was too busy smiling and thinking about his mysterious Fire. He then followed the cluster of students down to the dungeons.