Confusion

Angelique woke up very slowly. The bright sun stung her eyes. "Where am I?" she said to no one in particular.

"In the infirmary you stupid twit!" Angelique turned to her side and saw Draco Malfoy sitting on the bed next to hers.

"Shut Up!" Angelique said rather harshly, "and don't call me a twit you wanker!"

"You asked," said Draco nonchalantly, "Oh, by the way, Weasley was here earlier."

"Oh shit! I forgot about Weasley." "Where is he now?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Like I would care where a tosser like him is"

"Look Draco it's important!" "I did not just call him Draco."

"Draco?" Malfoy said as he raised an eyebrow and smirked in that oh so sexy way of his. Before he could continue Ron walked in. "Weasel great to see you," Draco said sarcastically.

"Shove it Malfoy, I need to talk to Angelique," Ron replied, his ears turning red. Angelique took this time to finally speak up. She had been sitting in shock, but now found her voice.

"Look Weasley just forget about yesterday." That wasn't what she wanted to say, especially in front of Draco, but it was too late now.

"NO!" "Wow that was eloquent Weasley." All three of them had this thought. Draco, however, was the only one who voiced it.

"Ooh this could get interesting," Draco added to his remark. Angelique took the opportunity to shoot Draco a very convincing evil glare, then beckoned for Ron to come closer. Ron did this and closed the curtain around the bed while Angelique performed a silencing charm.

"Damn!" Draco muttered to himself as the silencing charm was performed. At that moment Draco wanted to be Ron. " Oh Bloody hell, what's happening to me? You do NOT want to be Weasley. You do NOT want to be Weasley." As this sudden wave of jealousy passed Draco had a revelation. He did in fact like Angelique and he knew he had screwed up his chance with her. "Why am I such a stupid git?" Draco asked himself and tried to occupy himself until Ron and Angelique were finished with whatever they were doing.

"Look, just forget about what happened yesterday," Angelique said turning her face away from Ron's.

"You punched my friend and then you fucking kissed me; I bloody well will not just forget about what happened!" Aneglique knew he was right, but she was really pissed off and didn't want to talk.

"Malfoy pissed me off, alright, now just leave me alone." This didn't convince Ron in the least.

"So you went out and found the two nearest blokes you could; one to punch and one to shag."

"I would NEVER shag you Weasley so get that through your thick head!" Angelique was furious. She was the one in the hospital wing from this little encounter; what right did he have to question her.

"And who said I wanted to shag you? You were the one who kissed me remember, and you are DEFINITLY not my type."

"Then why the hell are we still discussing this?"

"Because you hit my best friend and I want to know why," Ron's voice was dangerously low and full of rage, but Angelique was not ready to stop yelling.

"So why doesn't he come talk to me? Is he too scared; has to send his little fans to confront me," Angelique said in her perfectly mocking tone.

"Harry did not send me!" Ron said. His fists were clenched at his sides and he looked ready to strangle Angelique, but being the arrogant girl she was Angelique did not stop.

"Oh, so you're so in love with him that he doesn't even have to send you." Ron's red face had gone suddenly pale, and he now stared at the floor. He looked up as if to say something, but didn't. "Just deny it and this will be over." But he couldn't deny it no matter how hard he tried.

"Weasley, hello, what the hell's the matter with you?" realization struck Angelique at this moment. "Shit Weasley, I didn't... I mean- I'm sorry I didn't know. I won't tell anyone."

"And why should I believe you?"

"Well you don't really have a choice, do you? And besides you can always tell people I kissed you if I told."

"I still don't trust you," Ron said. Angelique pondered for a second. She knew what he wanted to know, but could she really tell him when she didn't want to admit it to herself.

She made up her mind and reluctantly said, "I like Malfoy OK, you happy now."

Ron was laughing hysterically, and Angelique was glaring.

"I didn't want to like him he's just so cute and I just like him OK now stop laughing at me," Angelique's anger was returning, " At least I'm not in love with the Golden Boy of the wisarding world." Ron stopped laughing immediately and began to blush. "Thought that would shut you up."

"Sorry, but Malfoy, I mean weren't you the one who broke his nose?"

"Yeah, I know he pisses me off but he's so cute when he's mad and when he's bleeding and well all the time. God I'm fucked up!"

" I think we both are." They both laughed until Angelique realized everything that had happened. She had just destroyed her entire image in one conversation. She stopped laughing.

"Friends?" Ron asked and the returned his gaze to the floor looking thoroughly embarrassed. This shocked Angelique. She never really had friends, and wasn't sure if she wanted to start with Weasley, no, Ron.

"Sure, God we really are screwed up. Who would've guessed?"

" Yep the flamer from Gryffindor and the seriously twisted Slytherin as friends. That's definitely nothing I expected. Well I think I'll leave you and Malfoy alone now. See you later."

"If we don't kill each other." Angelique sat up and did another thing she hadn't done in years; she reached up and hugged Ron. They smiled at each other, and Ron turned to leave. Angelique broke the silencing spell and found herself once again alone with Draco.