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A Different Side Of Me by SlytherinSweetheart6

Format: Novel
Chapters: 13
Word Count: 10,015
Status: WIP

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Mild Language, Scenes of a Sexual Nature

Genres: Drama, Humor, Romance
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lucius, Narcissa, Crabbe Jr., Goyle Jr., Draco, OC
Pairings: Ron/Hermione, Draco/OC, Harry/OC

First Published: 07/20/2006
Last Chapter: 03/31/2007
Last Updated: 03/31/2007


The Porters and the Malfoys have been friends for generations, and Natalee grew up with Draco. Now, they are both sixteen and engaged. Natalee is sent to Hogwarts to be closer to Draco, but it is there where she reunites with someone from her past, someone who could change her future if she will let him. Many thanks to Smile06 for yet another beautiful banner!

Chapter 6: Come and get it, Pretty Boy!

" I want to show you something."

Draco said after we left Dumbledore's office. He led me up a different set of hallways and staircases, until we were on the seventh floor of the castle. He stopped infront of a wall and closed his eyes.

"What are you doing?"


Suddenly a door appeared on the wall, Draco grabbed my hand and smiled.

"Come on, let's go."

We walked into the room, which looked exactly like my bedroom at the Malfoy's.

"What is this place?" I asked

"The Room of Requirement. " He said with a smirk.

I looked around the room, it was incredible how everything was as it should be, even my t.v was sitting there, just as I left it.

"This place is amazing, look, it's my iPod!"

I walked over to the bed where in my haste, I had thrown my iPod before we left that morning.

"Don't bother trying it Nats, it won't work here."

"I know. "

I said as I tucked it into the pocket of my robes.

"So, what exactly is this room for?"

"Well, Hogwarts isn't a very private place, so I thought, whenever we wanted to be completly alone, that we would come here. "

I turned and smiled at him.

"Has anyone ever told you how incredible you are?"

He shrugged his shoulders.

"Not today."

I moved on my tip toes and kissed him. He kissed back pulling me closer. I ran my fingers through his hair and laughed, braking the kiss. He looked at me.

"What's so funny?

"How much gel do you use in your hair?"

"Not that much. Why did you mess it up?"

Instantley, he pulled a mirror out of his robes and looked into it.

"No I didn't." Iassured him, pulling the mirror out of his hands.

"Ok then, give me back my mirror." he said holding out his hand.

I just smiled and backed away from him.

" Natalee? What are you doing? Give me back my mirror."

My smile grew bigger.

"If you want it, come get it pretty boy!"

He lunged at me and I took off running. Then he reached for his wand.

"Ahah! No wands! Remember?"

"Oh, all right then, I guess I'll have to use the more hands on method."

he smiled evily and my eyes widened.

"Draco! No! One tickle fight per day!"

I said backing up. But he had that look on his face and I knew his mind was set. I took off running, trying my best to stay out of reach. I was safe for a while, but Draco's legs were longer , and he could run faster. He grabbed my waist and started tickling. I gasped for breath between laughs.

"Draco! Stop! No more tickling!" I yelled.

"Say the magic words!"

" No! Not the magic words!"

"Say them!" He yelled , tickling me harder.

"Okay! Okay! Draco Malfoy is a hot god and I worship the ground that he walks on! There! I said it! Now please stop tickling me!"

"On one condition."

"Speak it! "

" You have to give me my mirror back!"


Draco let go of me and I fell to the floor, grasping for breath and still laughing. He sat down next to me and held out his hand. I gave him the mirror and he smile.

"Thank you!"

He said, putting it back into his robes. I looked at him.

"Why do you carry that thing around with you any way?"

He shrugged his shoulders.

"How else am I supposed to watch you walk away from me without anyone seeing?"

He asked matter of factly.

"You mean to tell me that you use that mirror to check me out?"

He nodded his head. "Sure do."

I playfully smacked his arm and pretended to be apolled. But, secretly, I liked it, maybe a little too much. "Don't act so disgusted Natalee, secretly, you know you like it."