OH. MY. GOD. I am SOOOOOO SORRY I haven't updated in…forever! Damn it's just so hard right now! Loads of problems that I bet you don't want to hear because you'd probably just skip to reading the chapter…(laughs) but anyway, I only had like, and hour to do this so if it's crappy I'm sorry!

Disclaimer: I would LOVE to say that I own Harry Potter, but mummy said it's bad to lie. So, unfortunately, I DON'T own Harry Potter.

On with the story!

Chapter 6: the smartest are sometimes the stupidest…

"I will leave him in your hands, professor." Snape nodded at her and allowed her to leave, briefly waiting for her to close the doors.

He motioned for me to take my seat.

I looked at him as though he had gone mental.

"Sit, Mr. Malfoy. I would like to get this over with."

I rolled my eyes and slumped on the couch while placing my feet on the table. Hey, he's my godfather. I wouldn't be so afraid of the guy who owns 3 pairs pink happy bunnies PJs. (Don't tell him I saw them in his room!)

"Feet of the table, please. Right now I am nothing more than a mere guidance counselor. I could take house points off without caring which house you came from."

Grudgingly, I did so, but slumped in the couch and feet on the leg of the couch, my face facing the ceiling. I'm really not in the mood for some counseling. Especially if I've done NOTHING wrong!

"So, tell me…why did you suddenly want to see me?"

"I don't. In case you haven't notice, that nag of a Granger pushed me in here against my own will."

"Right…and how do you feel about that?"

"Pissed off. Can't you tell?" I finally took the moment to glance at him.

"Do you really need to write on that pad?"

"No, but it makes me look professional." Heh. Good enough excuse as any. "So, have you been feeling a bit…how should I say this in the nicest way…mental lately?"

How the hell was that nice? Well, I guess if you were a Slytherin, that was as nice as any.

"NO! I've told you, I'm NOT mental! Granger's the mental one here! And you're probably mental too! The whole world's mental!"

"Patient seems to be emotionally constipated and often changes moods…hmm…" he murmured into a black recording device, I don't know what's it called. Blaise's the muggle-lover here.

"The hell? I do NOT change moods often!...hey is that chocolate?" I noticed the bowl of little candy balls, like some sort of chocolate.

"Yes, do please help yourself…"

Well he said 'help yourself,' so why not? I love chocolate! I grabbed the bowl and started eating the chocolate balls. Delicious!

"…Like I said…changes moods often…"

"You know, these are really delicious…I do NOT change moods often!" I was feeling content before with the chocolates and all, but he just had to ruin it. I do not have mood swings! Mom said I was just a straight-to-the-point type of bloke!

"Yes, yes…just let your feelings out."

"There's nothing to let out you old geezer."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"What's there to feel? There's nothing to let out!"

"Of course…just let it all out."

"What the hell are you talking about old man? I have nothing to let out."

"That's good…we're making progress. So how do you feel about that?"

"What the fuck is wrong with you! You're the mental freak here!"

"Yes …I think letting out your feelings is the first way to recovery. You don't have to hide anything from me."

"I didn't say anything!" seriously! It was like he knows and memorized what he was going to say. Unfortunately, none of them made sense with what I was saying.

He took a glance at the clock on the wall and threw away his pad. Whew! 30 minutes of hell and we're finally over!

"Alright…enough with the stupid 'I know how you feel, let it out' crap. Let's get down to real business." He then placed one of his legs on top of the other and had both of his hands in front of his mouth and nose, sitting in a mafia-boss posture.

"The fuck? You mean we haven't finished?"

"On the contrary, Draco…we're just getting started. Now, let's talk about you and Granger."

I felt my eye twitched at the name as I stared at the half-empty bowl of chocolates. "There's nothing to talk about, honestly." And I was speaking the truth. There's really nothing to talk about me and Granger. Now that I've mentioned it, I don't think we were ever close in the pass. We only fought.

"Really? Sources tell me you have a…crush on her."

At once I sat up straight, the bowl of chocolates forgotten on my laps.

"I do NOT have a CRUSH on the mud-blood!"

"That's what they all say…" I glared at him but the geezer didn't seem to notice. That, or he tends to ignore me all this time. "No, really. That's what all my sources say. First you would look at her like she meant the world to you and the next thing you know, your face would scrunch up disgustingly as if you cannot believe anything."

"Well old habits die hard…"

"Or maybe you're just in denial of your feelings. Remember Draco, denial is not the river of Egypt."

"The what of the what?"

"…Never mind. Anyway, other sources tell me your best mate is after her too?"

"Who? Blaisé? Yeah he's been pinning on Granger for a while now. That git."

"And honestly, how do you feel about that?"

Well, might as well use this time to let everything out.

"Honestly? I hate it. I hate how my best friend gives out his attention to Granger and I hate that Granger pays him attention. I feel like a third wheel sometimes."

"Are you sure you feel like a third wheel?"

I pretty sure that's all. I nodded my head, hand grabbing for chocolates. Hey, name 1 person who can resist the temptation of chocolates! No one? Hah! Told you chocolate is irresistible!

Snape sighed as he stared into me. It's like he's trying to find out something. What's there to find out?

"Tell me Draco…are you familiar with the term, jealousy?"

Oh hell no. the geezer better not be implying that I feel some sort of jealousy here! Draco Malfoy does not feel jealous of others! Others feel jealous of Draco Malfoy! It's just the way it is!

"I know what it means…"

"Then do please describe your emotions when you see your friend Blaise flirting with Granger."

And all hell broke loose. I seriously can't control my mouth! The words just keep pouring out!

"Well I really don't like it. Sometimes I just want to grab the fucker by the throat and strangle him. It annoys the hell out of me when he came into the heads common room, how he knew the password is beyond me, not to see me, but to hang with Granger. I feel weird when I noticed Granger paying attention to him. I just wanted to punch the living daylights out of him when I saw Hermione kiss or hug him. I found myself wanting to be the one making her laugh instead of Blaise, of course, I never succeed in doing so. But I'm pretty sure all those things happen 'cause I'm used to being given the attention. There's no way I could be jealous of some petty things like that." There was arrogance in my voice as I said the last part. What? I'm a Slytherin! We're known for our arrogance!

"…You really never experienced being jealous have you…"

"Never. What's there to be jealous of? Everyone envies me."

"Then congratulations Mr. Malfoy. You've just earned a new emotion. What you have been feeling is jealousy, and I'm sure it has something to do with Granger. You're smart...figure it out already. Try to figure out why you've been feeling this."

The smirk that was plastered on my face just a while ago completely vanished now.

Oh. Hell. No.

He did not just say that.

Am I really jealous of Blaise? Over Hermione Granger?

To be continued…

Done! Chapter 6 finally! So I will be updating from now on! Well, I don't know when, but I will try to upload a new chapter every two weeks or so…but only if I receive you supports! So what are you waiting for? See that 'review' button? Yeah, you know it's calling your name… please R&R! ^^V