She was sitting by the window in Florean's Ice Cream Parlour, with an untouched sundae melting in front of her; I couldn't help but stare at her in wonder. She was reading The Quibbler again - poor excuse for a magazine if you ask me, which you should - but the right way around this time. I do wish she didn't seem so...so...Normal.
It was her small, insignificant quirks that made her bearable; maybe even cute. Listen to yourself Draco! Loony Lovegood, of all people! Blood traitor, to say the least!
Pansy was clutching my hand as we walked through the high street of Diagon Alley, you're dating Pansy, I reminded myself. Over and over I repeated it in my head. You're dating Pansy, a Slytherin, a Pureblood, evil as sin, detests Harry Potter but is still somehow sweet enough to be considered a girl. Father would approve of Pansy, I wouldn't like to try my luck taking that Lovegood blood traitor home. Rotten, lousy, blood traitor. Loves the mudblood and the Weasleys - let's not forget that Potter, she loves him too.
She pulled me around to face her.
"Draco, I need to buy some new dress robes..." She batted her eyelashes at me.
"Well, um, why don't you go buy them...and I'll have your favourite ice cream waiting right here for you?"
She narrowed her eyes at me, I can see she didn't like the idea, but she went anyway.
When I walked into Florean's, I didn't take the empty seat opposite Loony that I had been drawn to. Instead, I took a seat at a table halfway across the room, but still close enough to sneak a glance at her. What is wrong with me?
People stay away from Loony most of the time, she's incredibly delusional. She believes in Nargles and every other lie that her pathetic father printed. So why am I so drawn to her? I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her copy of The Quibbler was positioned in such a way that I couldn't see her face, but her golden hair glistened in the light of the last summer sun, drifting in through the window. Autumn was approaching, and with Autumn came a new year at Hogwarts. I would be seeing a lot more of Loony, that's for sure. A smile started to appear on my face - gentle at first - then, growing stronger. I wiped it off in a second when I realised what an idiot I looked, only Potter would act like this. Only Potter would fall for a blood traitor.