So there I sat, in professor McGonagall's room, with Draco... and Neville.

"What the hell did you do?" I whispered to Neville.

"I stole something from Snape's closet, what did you do?" Neville whispered back.

"You don't want to know." I groaned as I slumped back in my chair.

Thirty minutes of sitting here, and staring at the wall.

What a time to be alive.

"Psst." Draco whispered to me. I turned my head toward him, and he threw a rolled up paper at me.

While it was almost too my hands, it turned to ash.

"No passing notes, Mr Malfoy." McGonagall said, putting her wand back down on her desk.

Draco make a small kissing face to me, before smirking and looking away.

"Eww." Neville said, pretending to gag.

"No talking, Mr Longbottom." McGonagall said.

I let out a long, loud sigh.

I leaned forward, hovering my head against my desk.

I let my head drop onto the wood repeatedly.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

I laid my head down on my desk, and turned my face toward Draco.

Draco looked at me, the corners of his lip turned up and formed his devilish smirk.

That smirk of his, made my knees weak.

...

"I can't believe that you got a detention, you're lucky it didn't cost us any house points." Hermione scuffed, as she crossed her arms across her chest.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm sorry I 'used the bathroom too long'." I replied sarcastically as I rolled my eyes.

Rose flew in the window, dropped the note on the floor, before sitting on her perch.

I picked the note up, and opened it.

I quickly read the note, before sticking it in the drawer with the rest of them.

"I've gotta go, I'll be back." I told Hermione as I slipped my shoes on, and grabbed my coat.

"Behave." She cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Always." I laughed as I ran out the door.

The sun was almost setting, causing the snow to reflect the colors of the sky.

I quickly walked down passed Hagrid's hut, to the Quidditch field.

Draco came flying in on his broom, stopping right in front of me.

His coat matched my charcoal gray hat that he was wearing.

Draco's nose, and cheeks were rosy from the cool winter air.

"Hop on, I want to take you for a ride." Draco patted the front of his broom softly with his free hand.

Draco had been the seeker on the Slytherin team for the last few years.

He wonderful at flying, I don't like heights.

"No, im not getting on that broom." I said stepping back.

"Why not? I'm a good driver." Draco asked me, as he slid back a little on his broom.

"I don't like heights, I prefer to keep both feet on the ground." I turned around, and began walking away.

Draco flew up on his broom, and drove next to me.

"Come on, I'll stay close to the ground." Draco begged me, as he followed me on my left side.

"No." I said walking faster.

It wasn't fast enough.

Draco grabbed me by the hips, and lifted me on the front of his broom, before taking off into the air.

"Ahhh." I screamed, grabbing onto the broom with an iron grip.

The trees passed by under our feet.

"You're fine, I promise. I won't tip you off." Draco wrapped his arm around me, which gave me a little security, but not enough.

"I want to go down!" I demanded.

Draco leaned in slowly, and kissed my neck softly.

"Now!" I yelled at him.

Draco sighed loudly as he turned his broom around, and began flying back too the field.

I quickly hopped off his broom, I stumbled as I tried to regain my balance.

"See, your hearts still beating. You're still alive." Draco hopped off of his broom.

Draco placed his hand under my coat and on my chest.

I could feel his cold hands through my shirt.

"Thump, thump, thump." Draco said softly, as he mimicked my heart beat.

"You asshole, don't ever do that again!" I yelled at him, and I kicked him in the shin.

"Ouch!" Draco squealed in a high pitched voice.

He hopped on one leg, while holding his shin as he winced in pain.

Draco then fell too the ground, rolling side to side for a few moments.

"I think their gonna have to cut it off!" He wined as he held his shin.

"Some times, you're are such a pussy!" I leaned over him, and looked down to him.

"At least I'm not scared of a little broom." Draco spat at me.

This boy makes me so angry sometimes.

I squinted my eyes at him, as he cracked a little smile at his own smart remark.

I kicked the snow, causing it to cover his face.

Draco grabbed my leg, and pulled me too the ground.

Draco and I rolled around on the ground.

We both laughed as we fought to gain leverage on one another.

Draco was much stronger than me, physically I didn't stand a chance.

He quickly flipped me on my back, he used his body weight to hold me down.

Draco's hands pinned my arms above my head.

His legs pressed against mine, holding me completely too the ground.

"That snow is cold, Ms Stewart." Draco smirked as he spoke in his low voice.

The snow dripped off his face, as it melted against his warm skin.

"My head is plenty cold, it would be nice if my hat didn't get stolen." I glared at him, as I looked up at my hat that sat on his head.

"You're not getting this one back, darling." Draco blinked slowly as a soft grin appeared on his lips.

Draco's warm breath glided across my skin, as it made small clouds of fog in the air.

"I still want to take you somewhere, will you walk there with me?" Draco asked as he loosened his grip, before letting go of me completely.

He stood up, and extended his hand out to me.

I grabbed it, his grip was gentle but firm, as he helped me to my feet.

"As long as I can keep both feet on the ground."