A/N: Hello!
I am happy to inform you that I did not in fact die, and that I have just been really lazy. So I'm here.
I posted a songfic in "The Great Big Collection of Dramione Stories", with this plot, and I liked it, so I decided to expand on it. By the way, if you want to check out the first story, just go to the story mentioned earlier. :D
The first chapter is indeed in third person, but it'll change to first person every now and then!
I hope you enjoy this fic, and my apologies for a short first chapter.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters in this story. I do however, own the plot. So yeah.
"Step right up!" called the redheaded Gryffindor, Ginny Weasley, waving her arms in the air. "Let us take a look into your heart and find out who your heart's desire is!"
Most students there at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, were more than excited to take a look and to find out who their friends fancied. However, there was one boy who did not share the same excitement.
Casually leaning on a wall across the commotion with a group of Slytherin boys stood the one and only slick-haired ferret, Draco Malfoy, who was looking at the people standing around the invention with high disapproval.
"Absolute rubbish, that is. Who cares about 'hearts desire'?" he scoffed.
"You know," said the dark-skinned Italian, Blaise Zabini, standing next to him, "I would really like to see who your heart's desire is."
The comment earned him a glare. "It's absolute rubbish, Zabini. It probably only gives off the Weaslette or Loony's name."
"Why not give it a shot?" questioned Blaise. Of the entire posse, he was the only who had the guts to talk to Draco like he did.
"Why give it a try?" retorted Draco. "It's not wasting even a Knut on."
"Ah! I knew it!" squealed some Ravenclaw girl, looking at the slip of paper the machine had produced for her friend. "I absolutely knew it was him!"
"Quiet down, Maria!" demanded the blushing girl.
Blaise raised his eyebrows at the boy standing next to him. "I think it's worth a shot."
"I'm not doing it. It's rubbish. It's stupid. Really stupid."
"Or maybe you're just afraid of the results?"
"What's there to be afraid of? I don't fancy anyone. Even if the machine 'looks into my heart', nothing will come up anyway. I don't fancy anyone."
"Then you've got nothing to worry about. Unless the Great Malfoy is secretly crushing on someone and doesn't want anyone to know."
"Zabini, that's ridiculous. I really need to figure out how to make it so you never have vocal chords ever again."
"Malfoy, you're too predictable. And a complete chicken."
Draco glared at him. "I'm a Malfoy. A pure Slytherin. The sorting hat didn't even need to touch my head to tell me that. Slytherins are anything but chicken." he growled. "Maybe you aren't a true Slytherin, but I am."
"Then try the machine."
"Then I'd be benefiting to their cause."
"On the contrary," said Ginny Weasley, who had been listening to the conversation, "we'll let you try for free only because I'd love to find out who it is."
"You two will tell the whole school."
"It's strictly confidential. We let confessions happen on their own, Malfoy."
"There won't be one, Weasley."
"Fair enough. Give it a shot, Malfoy. The only ones who'll see it is you, me, Luna, and Zabini."
"That's three more than I'm comfortable with."
"Fine. Only I'll look then."
"Shut up, Zabini."
Ginny walked over to the machine, and held out a hat, looking much like a fedora. "Give it a try." she said.
Draco scowled. He looked at Ginny and Blaise.
"Give me the stupid hat." he growled, and placed it gently on his platinum blonde head. Luna pressed a few buttons on a control panel and suddenly a blurry name and a face flashed into his mind. He was completely caught off guard. He didn't fancy anyone. Whose face was that?
His mind went blank for a moment, and then, his eyes focused again. He heard a small, muted sound of something being printed. A "ding" was heard, and in Luna's hand was a small slip of paper. Luna smiled and Ginny and Blaise peeked at it. Draco's eyes widened as soon as he saw the neatly typed name on the slip of paper, and for the first time in his life, he wished he was invisible.
Blaise and Ginny's eyes and mouths were open wide, and slowly, their glance met Draco's. No words were audible, other than Luna's, who said in a soft voice, "I believe you two would make a good couple."
"Come on, Ron, give it a try, won't you?" whined Ginny Weasley to her brother. "Contribute to the business."
"I'm not going to waste my money for yours and Luna's machine. I already know who my heart's desire is." scoffed Ron, putting his arm around the shoulders of the brunette standing next to him. She smiled softly, turning to him.
"How sweet, Ronald." smiled Hermione Granger, her soft brown eyes looking into her boyfriend's blue ones.
Ginny sighed. "Please, Hermione? You and Ron should try it if you're so sure that each other's names will show up."
"Your sister's right, Ron. It's only a knut. What's the harm in checking?" said Hermione, looking up at him, straightening her Red and Gold striped tie.
Ron groaned, glancing between the two girls. Throwing his arms up in defeat, he rolled his eyes and fished two knuts from his pockets, handing it to Ginny.
"Thank you, Ron! You go first." grinned Ginny, handing her brother the black hat.
Ron slid the hat on, closing his eyes, taking a deep breath as Luna pressed a few buttons on the machine. Hermione watched her boyfriend's face go from calm to startled, as his eyes opened quickly.
"Wha..." he murmured, as a soft bell rang and a small slip of paper was produced. Ron picked it up, and his expression went from calm to horrified.
"There must be a mistake. I think your machine is either broken or doesn't work." said Ron, staring at the name.
"What are you talking about, Ron? The machine doesn't lie. It's been tested over and over again. It's proven to 100% right. Why? What does your slip say?" asked Ginny, furrowing her eyebrows.
Hermione reached over and plucked the sheet from Ron's fingers, looking at it with an upset expression.
"Lavender...Brown...?" she read, looking at Ron and then at Ginny, a frown starting to form over her lips.
"I...I have no clue what this is. I don't like her. This machine is lying." he said, turning redder and redder.
"The machine doesn't lie." muttered Ginny, quietly. Only Hermione picked up on it, glaring at the boy in front of her.
"I thought you said you were over her." she said, her mouth tightening into a straight line.
"I am!" exclaimed Ron, taking the slip and reading it again.
"Your heart seems to disagree with you!" she replied, forcefully. Hermione look the hat, placing it on her own head, looking at Ginny and Luna with a sort of glare. "Try me."
Luna pushed a few buttons on the main control panel, and Hermione's mind stayed blank. A few faces appeared, but all of them were fuzzy.
A "ding" was heard, and it took a moment for Hermione's eyes to come back into focus. She look off the hat as a slip of paper was produced from the machine. Ron grabbed it quickly, with an excited expression, only to have it fade away slowly. He furrowed his eyebrows.
"It's..."
A/N: I'm gonna be a complete retard and cut off here.
How is it so far? Good? Bad?
Review, and let me know what you think!
I promise I'll update soon! At least, as soon as I can with getting caught up on my other stories...
Thanks!
Love,
Cherri