OK, here's the thing.

I didn't ask for Liam to walk into my life. But he did. 

Guess who didn't enjoy that.

As we all walked to detention with Professor Snape, my father, I felt someone staring at me while I talked to Draco. I turned to see Liam, who blushed and looked away. 

Did he like me?

No. Of course not. 

"He does." Samantha said, as if reading my thoughts. "Who's he? what do you mean he does?" Draco protested. "Nothing. Girl stuff." Sam said coolly. They had a stare down, and Sam probably won, because Draco sighed angrily and looked away. "What's wrong, Draco?" I asked. "You and I haven't had a moment alone." He said. "Keep this conversation rated PG, please!" Sam smirked. "I wanted to ask you something earlier, but that idiot, Liam interrupted me-"

"Don't be mean, Draco. He's not an idiot." I said. "Oh, so you're defending him now?" He raised his voice. "Yeah, because you're being a jerk!"

"What's wrong with you?" He snarled. "Nothing, except for the fact I'm dating you." I yelled louder. "I thought we were perfect." He said quietly. "I'm not perfect, but at least I'm not you." I snapped, and Liam gasped. "Damn." 

Draco glared at Liam. "That's it." He stormed towards him, and I yelled, "Eat slugs!" casting a spell that made him vomit slugs. "Gross." Sam said. "Awesome." Mars, the other boy, said.