Changing Of The Tides

Disclaimer: Let’s face facts, I don’t own Harry Potter, I really wish I did- but I don’t (sob!)

************************************************************************ Susan’s PoV:

    I wearily headed up to the library the next night. I guess I was a little upset. Justin and I had just had a small argument. I told him I was going up to the library to meet Draco. Well, he got all upset. Said he wanted to come with me. I guess he’s heard the rumors about Malfoy, and all the girls that like him. Anyway, I got mad at him for not trusting me, and stormed off.

    As I walked into the library, I saw Draco already waiting there. “Hello,” I said warmly.

    “Hi,” he murmured. “Sit down, let’s get to work.”

    I sat in the seat next to him. “I was thinking we could do our report on Wingardium Leviosa. Even though that’s an easy charm, we have to write about a useful charm, right? And I think that’s one of the most helpful. What do you think?”

    “Oh, yeah, that sounds good,” he said.

    “Okay, I’ll go get some books,” I told him. So I scanned the shelves and found some of the beginners books with Wingardium Leviosa in them.

    We started to write down a list of things to include in our report. “We should make a list of things people have done in difficult situations,” suggested Draco.

    “That’s a great idea!” I replied enthusiastically. “Like... remember in our first year, when Ron Weasley saved Hermione Granger from that troll? He used Wingardium Leviosa to levitate it’s club and then knock it out.”

    “That’s right,” Draco said. I stood up to get some more books. “Watch out, your shoelace is untied,” he told me. I sat back down in the chair and started pulling at the laces.

    “Darn it!” I cried.

    “What happened?” asked Draco.

    “Oh, nothing, I just pulled the lace out of the hole, and these shoelaces don’t have the plastic things on the ends. And I can’t get the lace back in!”

    “Give me your foot,” Draco commanded. I put my foot in his lap. It felt surprisingly good. He had his hand around my ankle, and I liked his hold. I mean, I know tying someone’s shoe isn’t very romantic, but just being near him felt good. I’m not sure, but I’ve never felt like this around Justin, even when we kiss.

    I was sorry when he was finished. But I removed my foot and got back to work. We’d been in there for about an hour and a half, and I realized it was lunch time. “Draco, we’d better go,” I told him.

    “Well, how about we get together next Saturday? Here, after lunch?”

    “Sounds good to me.”

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Draco’s PoV:

    I’d been looking forward to tonight all day. I couldn’t really eat any dinner, I was too nervous, so I went up to the library early. When Susan came in she looked upset. I didn’t ask her what was wrong, and she didn’t tell me. “Let’s get to work,” I said in what I hoped was a sexy voice.

    Susan started talking all about her ideas for the report, but I wasn’t really listening. I just watched her. She was so beautiful. How come none of the other guys noticed this. Well, I guess Justin did. Darn that Justin!

    “What do you think?” I heard Susan ask me.

    I focused back into the real world. “Um, yeah, sounds good,” I said. I must have made some other suggestions on the report, but I don’t really remember them. Then, when she stood up to get some books, I examined her from head to toe. Then I noticed her shoelace was untied. So I told her.

    She sat back down. “Darn it!” she exclaimed.

    “What’s wrong?” I asked, hoping that whatever it was I could fix it.

    “Oh, I pulled my shoelace out of the hole, and it doesn’t have to plastic things on the end so I can’t get it back in.”

    “Give me your foot,” I told her. She put her foot in my lap. I loved having her so near, even if it was just her foot. She had such small, lovely feet. I took extra time in fixing her shoe, but finally I had to let her go.

    We worked on for about an hour and fifteen minutes, when Susan glanced at her watch. “Draco, we’d better go,” she said to me.

    No, I didn’t want to leave! I wanted to stay with her forever. But we could come back. I would make sure that we would. Oh, what would I do when this project was over?

    “How about we get together next Saturday?” I asked her. “Here, after lunch?”

    “Sounds good to me,” she replied in that melodic voice, and swept out of the door. I watched her go. I was completely love-struck.