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How did I get here?

'Argh! That's the fourth time I've caught myself looking at him and he's only been here for fifteen minutes! But who's counting… I must put an end to this madness, somehow. It's not like I want to be infatu- er, I mean I don't like to look at him! So what if he is unbelievably attractive, he's also a class A jerk.

'But really… what is the harm in a subtle glance here and there? It's not like he'll ever notice anyways. He probably wouldn't even know I existed if it weren't for the fact that I'm 'Weasley's little sister'. I bet he doesn't even know my first name!

'Oh how I despise him. I'm looking at him again! THAT'S IT! I'm leaving! I can't concentrate with him around. Maybe I'll actually be able to get some bloody work done!'

So I left the peace and quiet of the library and placed myself instead, in the rowdy Gryffindor common room. There I got my work done. The next morning as I was walking to the Great Hall for breakfast my best friend Luna Lovegood came over to me looking rather upset, and yet unfocused at the same time. I often wonder how she does that.

"Where did you go to yesterday? I went away for five minutes to find a book and when I came back you were gone." She said in that dreamy state of hers.

'Oh god! How could I!' "Oh, Luna! I'm so sorry! I completely forgot you were with me! I got distracted and couldn't concentrate, so I just decided to leave."

"Don't worry. It's fine." That was one of the great things about Luna. She was always so forgiving, though sometimes I fear a little too forgiving. We continued walking towards the Great Hall, while she continued, "I'm just glad you're alright. I was worried you were abducted by Fanglits."

"Fanglits?" I asked hesitantly, not entirely sure I wanted to know the answer.

"Creatures who roam the halls of old castles looking for unsuspecting children to eat." She replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Ah yes, those Fanglits." I mumbled sarcastically. If she heard me didn't say anything, instead she continued.

"I even went as far as to ask the other people in the library if they had seen you or the Fanglits."

My interest perked up. 'This should be amusing.'

"Really? What did they say?"

"Surprisingly enough no one knew what a Fanglit was, nor had anyone seen you leave. You should consider becoming a spy. You're rather stealth."

"Hmmm, I'll think about it." I joked.

"Though, I suppose Draco Malfoy doesn't count. He didn't even remember who you were."

"Why that bas- "

"I remember his exact words were; 'Who?', 'Weasley has a sister?... Oh right, the bint who opened the Chamber. Haven't seen her.' And then he ignored me."

"How dare he - 'say that about me! That asshole!' –treat you like that!"

"It doesn't matter. I didn't have anything else to say to him anyways." She said as we reached the Great Hall. We split up there to go to our respective tables. I grabbed a seat beside my other best friend Colin Creevey.

"Hey Gin."

"Hi" I replied absentmindedly. I had never had a real reason to be angry with Malfoy before and I guess, if you think about it, this wasn't on either, but I was nonetheless. And lucky me, I had the perfect view of the Slytherin table. So I sat there, glaring at him.

'Look at him. Eating his porridge… he thinks he's so big. (I must have said that part out loud because Colin looked at me weird) Ugh. How could I have ever thought he was attractive! He looks like an overgrown ferret. Oh who am I kidding? He's gorgeous. Hateful man. No, boy! Hateful boy. He thinks he's so tough. He thinks no one can break him. Big bad Malfoy. Jackass.'

I must have said Jackass out loud too because Colin turned and asked me if I was all right. I told him I was fine, but then he noticed my untouched food.

"Are you sure? You haven't touched your food and you're talking to yourself."

"I'm sure, Colin. I'm just not hungry."

"You want to head to class then?"

"Might as well," I said while getting up, "it's always better to be early to Potions then late." We walked most of the way in silence and then Colin seemed to remember something.

"Did you study for the test?"

"What test? We have a test!"