Not Meant for Me

Pandora's Pov:

We walked up to Dumbledore’s office in silence, every few steps I’d look over to Parkinson, she looked terrified. Serves her right.

"Acid pops." Snape said bringing me out of my thoughts. The gargoyle turned and there appeared the stone steps, rising up in a circular fashion. Snape got in first, then Parkinson, Davies, Affinity then I. Professor Snape didn’t bother knocking on the large doors, he walked in. "Headmaster we have a situation." I heard Snape say as I walked from the stairs.

"And what would this situation be Severus?"

"Three students claim Miss Parkinson here has been abusing her power as a Prefect." The four of us were aligned behind Snape, this was working so well. Professor Snape nodded to what looked like Davies, he began speaking.

Dumbledore was looking over his pointed fingers, which were clasped together.

"I bumped into Pansy by the Entrance Hall and I apologized but she cursed me." He said simply,

"And we saw it all." Affinity piped in, I nodded in agreement.

"That isn’t true! It really isn’t-"

"Parkinson has been using her Prefect powers to impress Draco." I said looking directly at Dumbledore...hope that sounded convincing.

"No-that isn’t true! Lestrange only wants to get back at me-"

"Why would Miss Lestrange want to get back at you?" Asked Dumbledore, in my head I was smirking broadly, this was working way too well.

"Wha-because-"

"If I may Headmaster, I would suggest Miss Parkinson be relieved of her Prefect duties and another take over." Professor Snape cut her off; she looked on the edge of tears.

"I will consider that Severus. As for now you three may leave. I want to talk to Miss Parkinson alone." We nodded and left, Snape leaving with us.

After we got out of the staircase I looked to Professor Snape, he played along very well. "Thank you Professor." I mumbled when I passed him, you get favors when you’re the favorite of a class.

"That was-I hope she comes back crying!" Affinity was saying to me as we walked along the corridors, "Wonder who he'll pick?" I asked, just now that really hitting me.

"You or me." Affinity stated,

"Better be, 'cause if-"

"He wouldn’t pick Weasley-"

"He picked Weasley over Potter." I reminded her, but she shrugged it off, as did I.

Back in the common room I pulled out my Transfiguration homework and began working on it, ignoring the stares from students. If I wasn’t chosen as the new Prefect people still couldn’t talk because Affinity would give them tastes of their own medicines.

Natalie’s Pov:

Sitting on the couch I’m working out Divination with Blaise right besides me, my free hand entwined with his. The portrait hole opened and I looked up, seeing Lestrange. Something different today from yesterday, she looked satisfied with something. "Wonder what she's so happy about..." I mumbled to myself,

"Later let’s remind her to be miserable." I heard Blaise say, a smile curling on my lips. "Yes lets." I say turning my face to him, kissing him lightly. This is the boy I’ve always wanted. And I’ve got him. Better then that, I didn’t just steal him from anyone, I stole him from Lestrange.

Pandora's Pov:
"Where’s Draco?" I asked looking around, noticing him no where around the common room.

"Dunno..." Affinity mumbled not looking up from her Runes work.

"Lestrange," I heard my name and looked up, standing in front of me was Montague.

"What?" I semi-barked,

"First practice is next Friday."

I raised an eyebrow, "And why are you telling me now?"

"Um…well..."

Smirking I hiss, "Well what Montague? I have homework to do." He sat down besides me on the couch; Affinity seems not to notice him because she hadn’t looked up once.

"Well your free now, rid of Zabini..."

"Asking me out?" I replied, slightly laughing.

"Err..."

"I'll take that as a yes." I leaned over and pressed my lips to his then leaning back as I was before I whisper, "You can take that as a maybe." I noticed him smirk before getting up and leaving.

"Montague?" Affinity questioned,

"What’s wrong with him?"

"An improvement if you ask me. He's not as bright as Zabini." The last part she hushed up,

"What’s that suppose to mean?"

"I didn’t mean it like that Pandora, I meant-" She was cut off when the portrait hole opened and a red stream of light flashed through. Several students surrounding shrieked. I looked up to Parkinson storming over.

"How dare you!"

"Dare I what?" I asked, looking amused at the fuming and teary Parkinson.

"You set me up-"

"You set yourself up Parkinson." I said getting up, I’m an inch taller then her; the room went quiet. I loved it, all eyes on us.

"I only have one question Lestrange, how'd you get Professor Snape to agree to it? Did you sleep with him too?" In a millisecond I pulled out my wand, having it directly at her throat. I looked at her with fury, pure fury. That comment was unneeded. It was silent, all concentration on the two of us. She threw something over to my bag, "Enjoy being a Prefect." She said before she started sobbing and ran up the dormitory stairs.

Eyes alone were on me; I looked back at my bag and picked up the shiny badge. "Oh I will enjoy it." I say, smirking to myself and placing the badge on. I pass some glances to some of the students that were eyeing me. I sit back down and continue working on my homework, within five minutes the common room was as loud as it was when I first walked in.