TWISTED [D.M.]

Before entering the room for their next class, Defense of the Dark Arts, Draco pulled Eleanor to the side, earning a quizzical look from Theo. 

She just shrugged. "I'll see you in there, mate."

He nodded. "I'll save you a seat?"

"Sure." 

Luckily enough, Eleanor had Draco in most of her classes except for Transfiguration and Charms. That made it easier for her to keep an eye on him. She, out of all people, knew how stressful it could be sometimes, especially with everything they have on their plate this year.

"Merlin, he can be quite clingy sometimes."

She rolled her eyes. "Theo's just being nice." 

"Yeah, too nice. Why doesn't he save a seat for me?" He grumbled. 

She grinned, mockingly flipping her hair back. "What can I say, I'm-"

"We get it, Morgenstern. You're hot,"

Eleanor raised a humored eyebrow at his quick interruption. 

He continued: "Listen. I haven't been able to stop thinking about that bloody cabinet since Potions . . . and I really doubt that I'd be able to sleep tonight if we don't start on it yet."

She nodded. 

"Yeah, I don't want to waste any time either." She didn't want to mention that she probably wouldn't be able to sleep either way. The party helped. By the time Eleanor made it to her bed, she was too exhausted from drinking to think about anything other than sleep. 

"Good." He bit his lip, shoving his hands in his pockets. "We can just find it, to start things off."

"After class then?" 

Fortunately, it was lunch after that. He nodded, going to sit next to Pansy. 

-

Right as the bell rang, she rushed out of the classroom with the blonde boy in tow. It started then and there: the sneaking around. 

Eleanor looked back, seeing a glimpse of a very confused Pansy and Theo.

"Where are you guys going?" Theo called out.

Eleanor ignored him, not really knowing how to respond. It was lunch, they expected to sit together in the Great Hall. Where else would her and Draco go to their knowledge? She couldn't really say, "Oh nothing, just a casual stroll to the Room of Requirement. No biggie." 

She hated sneaking behind their backs. Sure, they were all Slytherins and their house had the reputation of being Death Eaters anyway . . . but if you were actually Slytherin and not a prejudiced Gryffindor like Potter, you'd know that it's actually not like that. 

If she were to tell the others, they'd still be shocked, and most likely would not be able to keep it to themselves. Especially Pansy. Eleanor loved her but she could still admit the girl could be a little too much sometimes. At the end of the day, it was easier to keep it to themselves. It's not like anyone else could help.