"Christine? CHRISTINE, WAIT!!!!!" I ran towards the school and down the halls to the Hospital Wing. I rushed towards the closet that Oliver was held captive.

I opened the door to see Oliver sitting on the floor, fast asleep. His chest slowly rose and fell with each breath. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Fred came up behind me and placed a hand on my waist.

I looked at Fred who had a mischievous look on his face. He closed the door lightly and looked at me.

"So, why is Oliver in a closet?" Fred leaned against the door and smirked at me. "I-I told h-him to hide there while I was running." I embarrassingly rubbed my arm and looked down.

I heard light chuckling coming from Fred. He slowly moved closer to me and placed his forehead on mine. I looked up at his beautiful brown eyes as he stared into mine.

What is he thinking?

•°•°•Fred's P.O.V.•°•°•

I slowly walked up to Christine and placed my forehead on her's. I gazed into her beautiful eyes and she stared right back. My laughter died down and Christine had a wondering look, as if she was trying to read my thoughts.

As much as I love this, we're moving way too fast.

I pulled back from Christine and she seemed sad. "What's wrong Fred?" She looked worried, as though she thought she'd done wrong.

"Look, I'm calling that date off. Perhaps we should just be friends." I gave her a fake smile that she seemed to believe.

•°•°•Christine's P.O.V.•°•°•

Just friends? He doesn't like me back, he never did...

I smiled sadly and nodded, feeling the tears stinging my eyes. "O-Ok. Whatever makes you happy." I felt the tear roll down my cheek as I brushed past him quickly.

•°•°•Fred's P.O.V•°•°•

I was frozen into place. I watched as she ran down the hall.

Tomorrow will be different. She'll be ok tomorrow.

I reasured myself and walked to the common room. I sighed the password and plopped down on the couch. Christine wasn't around. George walked down the stairs and instantly knew something was up.

"What happend?"He sat down next to me and I told him everything.

•°•°•Christine's P.O.V.•°•°•

I continued down the hall as more tears presented themselves. I walked to the Great Hall and got knocked over by a figure. "Wac- Hey, what's wrong?" The voice sounded cruel then melted to nice.

I saw a blonde blur sit down next to me. I wiped my eyes and saw the person.

Draco Malfoy.

"Why do you care?" I sniffed and wiped my face, tears no longer pooring.

"I don't like seeing pretty girls cry." He smirked, but not cruelly. A kind smirk that momentarily made me feel better.

"The guy I kinda like want to just be friends. I took it kinda rough." I sighed and ran a han through my mess of a hair. Draco stood up and offered his hand.

"Why?" I questioned, acceptin his hand.

"Why what?" He smoothed his robe and looked at me.

"Why are you being nice to me?" I looked at him with a mix of emotions.

"I want to change myself a little. Here's a nice place to start." He smiled and I felt an unlikely friendship sprout.

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SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!

How was it? I really liked writing it. Sorry that's it's so short!

LOVE Y'ALL!!!!!

~Amber