A Moth to the Flame

This is my first fan fiction so please be gentle but truthful at the same time. I hope you enjoy, I've had fun creating it. I'd love to hear from everyone. Even ideas

EDIT;; Chapters 1-13 are/going to be REVAMPED.

Chapter 1: Information, Giggles, and Stares

The story begins in the Great Hall for the first dinner after winter break, during our favorite character's 7th year at Hogwarts.

"ATTENTION Hogwart Students, may I have your attention please." announced Professor McGonagall at the beginning of Dinner. "This year the professors and I have decided to add a new fun event for all in the spirit of the Muggle known holiday, Valentine's Day. Now it may be odd for some to hear we're going to celebrate a part of Valentines however, there are currently no fun spirited events in the last half of this term in Hogwarts. Hopefully it can become another fun tradition we all can come to learn and love to enjoy. This year we decided to do a Magic Match Maker." McGonagall explained, while some groans expressed in the great hall.

"What will happen is, all week calculations will be made and submitted, but not by anyone you know or who we can control. Its more of a secret want/longing type of sensor thing, all very complicated, so instead of focusing on how it works lets talk about what will happen." She cleared her throat before continuing as some interested and some fearful faces filled throughout the room. "This Saturday there will be the big Valentine's Day Ball where you will accompany your match to the ball, the prior day to the Ball you will find out who your match is, and will get to go on an outing with them during the day before the Ball begins. Are there any questions?" She looked around the room. Heads huddled in to whisper their opinion of the news amongst each other back and forth. McGonagall's eyes focused on a young red head on the Gryffindor side of the hall.

Ginny Weasley reached up eagerly to be called on, "Yes, Ms. Weasley?"
"What if you have a current boyfriend, are we going to have to be spilt just to be with this other match?" she asked in a worried tone as she glanced over at Harry who seemed to have the same question in mind.

"No, No Dear Child, if you are indeed have a significant other at the moment it will be registered through without needing to notify."

Immediately Ginny looked relieved as she flashed Harry a flashing grin, he smirked in regards to both the answer and Ginny's happiness.

"What if you just don't want to go?" asked a Hufflepuff boy named Ralph.

"Oh come now; just be in spirit, if you're unhappy with your match (which is highly doubtful) there will be alternate actions at the ball for you. You must however try your best to enjoy the day or you will lose house points. It won't be that hard Ralph, I promise" Professor McGonagall replied with a reassuring smile.

McGonagall searched the room for anyone one else who possibly had a question, she glanced over to the Slytherin table where Draco Malfoy was snickering with his fellow Slytherins. Soon enough, he raised his hand in an all high and mighty posture.

"Yes Mr. Malfoy?" inquired McGonagall.

"What if the match is no where qualified to be with someone of such a superior status such as myself." He smirked evilly waiting for her answer.
"Mr. Malfoy, there are no mistakes, who you are match with is who you are supposed to be with at least for the day, like I said if it isn't satisfactory you will have different alternatives but you must spend the Saturday afternoon with them. No matter what." She said almost in a bitter tone.

Draco sighed and shrugged it off, surely thinking he'd get a great match, after all he was a pureblood and he would get the best of his own kind. If he weren't in his 7th year, he would have hoped and shot for an upperclassman of course but not in this case, he was now at the top of the class being Head Boy and all.

McGonagall looked around the room in search of other hands in the air, but there were none. She gave a soft nod in reaction that questions are finished for the moment and spoke up once more, "Since there seems to be no other questions about this event, I hope you all will enjoy this possible new tradition and that it will please you all like the idea was to us." And with that, McGonagall motioned her way back to her seat at the front of the great hall.

"Wow a match maker at Hogwarts! I never thought I'd see something such as this…" Hermione expressed out loud excitedly at the table looking over to Ginny who was waiting for someone to speak first.

"Oh I know I can't have all the fun like you will 'Mione, you'll get the surprise and the anxiety of the date and such, I love surprises" Ginny said smiling to herself then glancing over to Harry. Harry gave Ginny a nod and a soft smile before listening on to Hermione's view.

"But you already know who you're going to be with; doesn't that give you some satisfaction to know that you're going with exactly who you want?" Hermione inquired looking at Ginny who was giggling from the odd faces Harry and Ron were making. It was obvious that Harry made Ginny happy.

"To a point yes, after all it's Harry. But, to think of it I'd like to be surprised and finding out that it's Harry in the end." She smiled softly and Hermione laughed but she knew Ginny was right.

"So who do you think you'll get matched up with Ron" Hermione looked over to Ron stuffing his face full of food.

"Whaa?" said Ron with food still remaining in his mouth, following with a big gulp.

"Who do you think you'll be matched up with?" she repeated.

"Oh," Ron paused, thinking carefully, almost wanting to let out his secret growing crush on Hermione. "Well, I'm not quite sure then again who WOULDN'T want this amazingly sexy body" Ron said as he primped his 'muscles'

Hermione and Ginny cracked up as Harry patted his back as if saying 'its good you think that but please don't express it here'.

The group of friends giggled immensely.

Little did the group of Gryffindors know; a certain serpent had been burning a glare towards their direction.

"Gryffindors, always thinking that they're so innocent and worthy. Pft." Malfoy muttered under his breath, how he would love to wipe that schmuck smile off his face and tear it to bits. He slithered his sight amongst the group and while hearing their pathetic bursts of laughter from across the hall. Soon his eyes unknowingly were sucked into another's, it seemed to be a process that repeated a lot- her eyes were soft and brown, but slowly the soft brown eyes turned into a glare, Malfoy Smirked.

Granger, you really think you can beat me in a staring contest? I highly doubt that, he thought as he hardened his stare upon her.

Seconds later Hermione was shoved over by Ginny to get her attention and the glaring contact was broken. Ginny said inaudible words as Draco watched Hermione and Ginny got up and walked out of the great hall finished with their dinner.