Chapter 1

A/N: Just some fluff I wrote the last couple of days since I've been having major writers block and wanted to write something fun. Let me know what you think! :)

"Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous and it pricks like a thorn"
-Romeo, William Shakespeare

"Oi! Pierce! Get your fat arse up here!"

I looked up to see Draco Malfoy waving at me through the window of the Hogwarts express, his blond hair whipping in the wind. He looked annoyed for some reason. Huh, what else is new?

"Nice to see you too, Malfoy" I said under my breath. Pushing my mahogany hair out of my face, I stumbled onto the train, making my way to the compartment just in time, as the train started moving.

"Nice of you to grace us with your presence, Princess." Blaise Zabini was smirking at me and he gave a mock bow.

Damn Draco and his contagious smirking. "Thank you, my most loyal servant. Now, go and get me some sweets! My stash is running low." I pointed at the door.

He sighed good-naturedly and left to find the trolley.

"Why are you so late?" Draco drawled from his place opposite me, "Forget to wake up again?"

Next to him, Daphne Greengrass let out a barely suppressed snort of laughter and looked down, trying to hide behind her blond tresses. Ugh, if I didn't know any better I would say she still had that troublesome crush on him.

"By the way Draco, Pansy's looking for you. She said to tell you she's waiting in the girl's bathroom and that she has a 'special surprise' for you. Although I wonder what the whipped cream was for..."

"Hilarious, Pierce," Draco glowered at me.

"Speak of the devil..." Daphne was peering outside the compartment.

I followed her line of sight and looked up to see the pug faced terror herself outside the glass door, her heaving breathing leaving a fine mist. I made myself a mental note to never, EVER, touch that glass door again. Today she was wearing a pink monstrosity of a dress with frills down the collar.

"Nice dress, Parkinson," I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice like the snot down her nose.

She ignored my comment completely and looked over at Draco in what she probably thought was a cute face that made her look more like she was trying to pass gas, "Draco," she simpered, "Would you like to sit in our compartment? It's much better than this old thing."

"Piss off, Pansy." I said, inspecting my nails.

"Why don't you piss off, Pierce. Go find some guy to shag or something." She shot back.

"Ooh. That really hurt, Parkinson." I fake sobbed.

She glared at me again before looking back at Draco, "So? What do you say?"

"No thanks, Pansy."

She huffed and, mouthing "Bitch," to me, walked off.

Daphne called after her, "Hey Parkinson. There's shit dripping down your nose. Might want to go sort that out."

She touched her nose before screaming at her so-called friends, "Why didn't you tell me? I went to talk to Draco. And now he probably thinks I'm an idiot!"

This was followed by choruses of, "We're sorry! We didn't want to embarrass you!"

Pansy gave a shriek of frustration, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Silence. "Well?"

"Oh, no. You look great Pansy, really." they said.

Just then Blaise walked passed them on the way back to the compartment. He paused when he saw Pansy, "Uh, Pansy? You've got some, uh, something on your chin."

She shrieked again and screamed at her friends, yelling numerous obscenities. Blaise winked at us when he came in. "I heard the whole thing." He said gleefully, sitting next to me, a brown paper bag in his hand.

I looked at him seriously, "Did you bring it?"

He caught on quickly and looked around furtively, "Yeah. Got the money?"

"Right here."

Checking to see no one saw us, he handed me a brown paper bag and I gave him a handful of money.

"Oh, grow up guys." Draco rolled his eyes.

We both ignored him as I checked the contents of the bag and Blaise counted the money. We nodded at each other in approval.

"You know, sometimes it is like you're packing drugs or something, the way you carry those around." Daphne said.

I shrugged, tucking some of the candy into my pockets, my school robes and leaving some in the paper bag. Sometimes I like to put it in the waistband of my underwear, not that anyone else knows.

"You know, I had a weird dream last night... It was about us in our first year. Remember our first year? When we all met each other?"

We all looked off in the distance, hazy memories coming back.

"God, you were such a dick, Draco." Daphne said wistfully.

"Still are." I added.

"And you were an annoying little bitch then too." he countered.

"Man-whore!"

"Slut."

"Bastard!"

"Whore."

"Same thing as slut, I win! I win!" I grinned at Blaise and popped a chocolate in my mouth.

"You're pathetic." He shook his head in exasperation.

"Too late! I won already." I cried giddily. "Besides, pathetic is a lame insult."

He sighed, looking exhausted.

This was going to be a long train ride.

-x-X-x-

"Ooh! Mashed potatoes! And pie! Lovely lovely Shepard's Pie."

I piled food into my plate, and noticed Draco and Daphne watching.

"5 years on and you still eat like a pig." Daphne commented.

"Hey, it's better than your stupid rabbit food." I shot back, looking at her plate of salad. If 3 pieces of lettuce and a tomato counted as a salad.

"Just because I care about my body and what I eat and don't just shove everything in there..."

"Oh, Anna's certainly been 'shoving things in her body' with all those boyfriends she's had." he smirked, earning a snort of laugher from Blaise next to him.

I sighed, "Those weren't boyfriends, silly. They were just for fun. Besides, this coming from the Slytherin Man-Whore himself."

As if on cue, a Ravenclaw girl came up to Draco and put her arms around his neck, kissing him.

Daphne made retching sounds and I giggled. Draco shot us both a cold look at walked off with the girl, probably to go snog her or something.

Daphne was munching on her lettuce thoughtfully, "Have you seen Roger Davies? Yummy."

"The Ravenclaw?"

"Yeah, over the holidays something must have happened because he is so hot now."

"Why don't you ask him out or something?"

Daphne blushed, "Oh, no. I could never do that. Besides, he's in Ravenclaw, so isn't that, like, a bit... weird?

The food from dinner disappeared and instead, dessert took its place.

"Nah," I replied, now fixing my eye on the dessert, "Ravenclaw is okay. But I think Gryffindor is a no-no for us. I mean, since we're rival houses and all that."

Blaise was looking on in mild interest, "What about Hufflepuff?" He smirked

"Unless they were really hot and really nice and not too thick, then maybe."

"Really?" He raised an eyebrow, "You would go out with a Hufflepuff?"

"Only on certain standards." I said, "Now, chocolate or strawberry ice cream?"

Daphne looked like she was about to throw up, "How can you eat that and not get fat?"

I laughed, "The only way for me to not get fat is to do my laps. You know that."

Since I liked to eat a lot of junk food and I didn't want to get fat, the only solution I could come up with was to run 2 laps around the castle every weekend. It kept me fit and it was fun. Not to mention it kept me relatively skinny. I've tried to convince Daphne to come with me, but she thinks starving herself is a better alternative to losing weight.

I looked at Daphne critically, she was the only one who thought she needed to lose weight. Just because she was extra curvy doesn't mean she was fat. But try telling that to her, she was convinced that just because she weighed a little bit more than other girls that she was fat, no matter how much we told her otherwise.

You would think that all the constant flirting boys would give her a clue but she insisted that it happened to everyone. Huh, I wish.

Out of our little group, Draco and Daphne were definitely the best good looking, which did nothing to improve the egos of Blaise and me. Draco with his grey eyes and blonde hair and, although I hate to admit it, pretty fit body, he was the Slytherin Prince. I think half of the girl population is in love with him. Especially the younger ones, the were too naïve to see his arrogant personality.

And Daphne also has beautiful long blonde hair and big brown eyes. And, like I said, the curviest figure you have ever seen. Most boys like her too, but I have a feeling its only for the sex. So because of that everyone assumes she's experienced in bed, when she hasn't even gone further than kissing a boy.

I've even gone further than that, for Merlin's sakes. But not all the way, mind you.

Blaise is, well, quite average looking. He has dark wavy hair and is not tall like Draco and he was an okay build. But I think the real main feature for him is his deep green eyes. And I mean deep. Seriously, you could get lost in them,

As for me, the only thing good about me are my legs. I mean, I have really nice long legs. I know that might be a bit boastful, but hey, what's wrong with admitting I like my legs? But as for everything else, it's all a bit blah. Plain features, average sized breasts, boring hair. At least I'm not horribly ugly. I mean, if I tried really hard sometimes I do look nice. Which I guess is good.

-x-X-x-

"Anna, wake up. Classes start in half an hour and we still need to have breakfast."

I groaned and opened my eyes to see Daphne standing over me, annoyance all over her face. She was already fully dressed and ready to go.

"Okay, okay." I mumbled. I stumbled out of bed and into the shower still half asleep. Today was the first day of classes, fingers crossed we had a good lesson to start our Monday mornings.

I came out of the shower and slowly got dressed, still a little drowsy. Daphne was hopping around impatiently, urging me to hurry up. When I finished we made our way to the Great Hall for breakfast and sat down opposite Draco and Blaise.

When Draco saw me he raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"What?" I demanded.

"Oh... nothing." He replied, still smirking.

I narrowed my eyes, "No. What?"

His smirk grew even more pronounced, "I can see your bra through your shirt."

"What?" I looked down and sure enough, my bright pink bra made a faint outline through the shirt. "Oh no," I groaned, "What am I going to do?"

Daphne giggled next to me, "It's your fault for wearing such bright colours. And it's too late to go get changed now. Just cover it with your robes or something."

Huffing, I crossed my arms with my robes over my chest in an attempt to cover it.

I grabbed a piece of toast as we got our timetables. "Thank God I'm not doing History of Magic this year. Or Astronomy. Or Herbology. And we get free periods!"

"Yeah, me too. I hated those subjects." Daphne mumbled, looking at her timetable.

"We have potions first lesson!" Blaise said, aghast. "At least it's not Snape this year, hopefully that'll make it more tolerable."

"Yeah, it's that new professor. Slughorn or something, right? He's been around for ages." Draco said.

-x-X-x-

Our first Potions lesson was interesting, to say the least. I got to sit next to Draco this year, thank goodness. See, Draco is the best at Potions out of all of us, and sitting next to him definitely has its benefits. So each year Blaise, Daphne and I compete to see who would get to sit next to him, and this year I won. Well, this year the competition was a cinch for me, we had to see who could drink the most Butterbeers without throwing up. And I have this thing about throwing up; I hate to do it in public so holding it back was pretty easy. That, and Daphne can't hold her liquor at all so it was pretty easy beating her.

However, I wasn't too pleased to be sitting next to the hormone driven Draco today since he kept making lewd remarks about my see-through shirt and I tried my best to ignore him. I wasn't in the mood to be picking fights.

"Mr Malfoy, Miss Pierce, one more word from either of you and you're both getting a detention." Professor Slughorn was looking at us, disapproval etched in his voice.

I opened my mouth to argue, after all Draco was the one talking, not me. But Slughorn looked at me sternly so I closed it again.

"See what you did?" I whispered to Draco through the corner of my mouth.

He grinned, "You're the one with the attention seeking bra." his eyes drifted down again.

"Stop looking!" I covered my chest with my robes.

"Detention for both of you." Slughorn declared. "See me after dinner."

Great, first lesson of the first day and I get a detention because of stupid Draco. What a day this was turning out to be.

-x-X-x-

It was now after dinner and Draco and me were walking to our detention with Slughorn. When we went in we found Slughorn carrying a bucket of what looked like cleaning supplies. "Well," He said, "Nice to see you're on time."

We followed him inside the Potions room, "This detention is quite simple, really. All I need is for someone to clean the cauldrons. No magic." He added.

We looked to see a pile of dirty cauldrons waiting for us, some had unknown gunk stuck on them and some quite frankly smelt like shit. Slughorn set the bucket next to them. "There are 10 cauldrons," he continued. "So that means 5 each. Shouldn't take too long. I'll be back in half an hour to check up on you."

And with that he left, leaving the four of us alone. Draco glared at the pile of cauldrons in front of us. "I can't believe he's making us do muggle work. Wait until-"

"Your father hears about this. Yeah, I know." I cut him off, grinning. "Come on, the longer we stand around the longer it'll take."

I went up to the bucket and grabbed a pair of gloves, a cloth and some cleaning liquid and he reluctantly followed.

As we set to work Draco looked up at me and grinned evilly, his bad mood disappearing. "You didn't change your bra. I can still see it through your shirt."

"I didn't have time." I glowered at him.

"You didn't have time to change your bra? What about after class?" He spoke louder as if to spite me.

I ignored him.

"You know, I never knew you had a penchant for bright colours."

I kicked him under the table and popped some bubble gum into my mouth, chewing furiously.

"One more word and I'm putting a silencing charm on you for the rest of the night." I said calmly.

He smirked again, but kept his mouth shut.

Over in the other corner they hadn't said a word the whole time. We all spent the next ten minutes working in silence. Two cauldrons in and I was bored out of my mind.

"God, I'm bored."

Draco just looked at me.

I sighed, "You can talk..."

"Let's play a game." he said.

"A game? What are you, twelve?" I scoffed.

He ignored me, "How about Truth or Dare?"

I looked at him suspiciously, "...Why?"

Shrugging, he said, "I'm bored too."

"Ok fine. I'll go first. Dare." I challenged.

"Take off your underwear and leave it off until you get back to your room."

I went pale. "Now?"

He nodded, eyes glinting, "Come on, take 'em off."

I stared at him, open-mouthed. He crossed his arms, waiting.

"Fine." I said through gritted teeth.

Looking at back at Draco, who was still grinning, I reached under my skirt carefully and tugged on my underwear. He was watching me intently.

"Turn around."

He shook his head. "This is my dare. I get to watch."

I gave him my best evil eye as I tugged my matching pink underwear down, careful to keep my skirt down.

Draco raised an eyebrow, "Matching. Nice."

I glared at him, finally stepping out of the underwear. He reached out a hand.

"What? You never said I had to give it to you!"

"Oh," he paused, "Didn't I? Well, I meant to."

"Too bad. Since you didn't say it in the original Dare I'm not doing it."

He sighed, as if I were a troublesome little kid, "That's okay with me. I mean, under your skirt you're completely naked." He smirked again.

I almost screamed in frustration, "Your turn." he would get payback for this.

"Dare." He said confidently.

Let's see how confident he is when I give him his dare. I paused for a moment, considering. "Go out into the corridor, take all your clothes off and put them back on inside out."

He didn't even blink, "Okay."

Ugh, I forgot Draco was a player. He doesn't care if people see him naked. But then again... I checked the time, "You may want to be quick, Slughorn is due to be back any minute now. It's been half an hour."

He paled a little but strode outside nonetheless. I followed him, and I ran out ahead around the corner calling out, "Hey! Everyone come here! Draco Malfoy's taking his clothes off!" A fifth year saw me and her eyes widened. She ran off, presumably to tell all her friends. I smiled. There, that should do it.

When I came back to Draco he was glaring at me. He starting to take his robes off.

"No, not yet. You go on my count." I smirked, this was going to be interesting.

"What if I get caught?" He whined.

I shrugged, grinning. Suddenly, I heard something like a stampede, "Okay, go." I said to Draco.

He took off his cloak just as about twenty girls came running. They saw him and some starting squealing. Draco winced slightly at the sound. First to come off was the tie, then he slowly began to unbutton his shirt. One third year nearly fainted and he smirked. Damn, he was enjoying this way too much for my liking.

Finally, he took his shirt off and dropped it to the floor. I heard gasps. I rolled my eyes, you'd think they never saw a guy shirtless before. Then again, he was quite fit, those were some nice abs... No! What am I thinking? This was Draco. Man-whore extraordinaire. There will be no abs admiring for him.

And then he reached for the button on his pants. Okay, I admit I got a bit of butterflies in my stomach at that. There was something about the way he locked eyes with me as he did it that made my heart race. His hands were slowly unbuttoning his pants. All the girls were watching, rapt. And then, the zipper inched its way slowly down, revealing little by little what was underneath-

"What is going on here?"

I spun around to see Professor Slughorn striding towards us., his face looked like he was about to explode. The girls scattered like a surprised flock of birds, leaving me alone with a half naked Draco who hurriedly bent down to put his shirt back on.

As he was fumbling with the buttons Slughorn started telling us off, his face red, "I leave you alone for half an hour to do just one simple job. All you had to do was clean the cauldrons, easy as that. Not to put on a-a little striptease!" He blustered, "Detention for both of you for the rest of the week. Now off you go."

We left quickly as I was trying to suppress a laugh. After we went round a couple of corners I let it out, unable to contain it in anymore. Draco just stood there sourly watching me as I stood there, doubling over with loud laughter.

Then suddenly he grinned too, "You're still naked under that skirt." He looked at me suggestively.

I stopped laughing abruptly and glared at him. I don't think I could handle a whole week of detentions with Draco.

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