Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or anything to do with it. We do, however, own the OC's and the plot.

A/N: I, RyuuMiyori, joint-own this fan fiction with my friend LLAMAS WILL RULE THE WORLD. Dawn is my character, and Natashya is hers.

Slytherin Common Room

Natashya walks into the common room, fitted in a uniform. She spots Draco in a corner and walks over, a few girls following her. Draco looks up with an annoyed expression on his face.

"You again."

"I was thinking…our fathers are both pretty high up in the Ministry, so it would only be fitting if we were together. Or, at least, friends." She smiles cheekily, and her followers whisper to each other about how brave Natashya must be to speak this boldly to the Slytherin Prince. A small smile makes its way across Draco's lips.

"I do believe that I like this idea…." Natashya grins and sits down beside him. Her entourage stays standing, a little ways away. Draco places an arm around her shoulders, the slimy smile still on his face.

"Perfect."

Gryffindor Common Room

Dawn flops down onto the couch, still in the same grumpy mood since the Feast. The twins sit on either side of her.

"So, you going to try out for Quidditch this year?" Fred asks in an attempt to get Dawn's mind off the whole girlfriend thing.

"We've got a pretty kick-ass Seeker this year, though," George says, "so you'd have to try out for a different position." Dawn gives a weak smiles, but her eyes brighten up completely.

"I couldn't be seeker anyway, my balance is too off lately." The twins breathe a mental sigh of relief.

"From that accident four years ago?" George asks.

"Yeah." Dawn starts to look uncomfortable, and crosses her arms over her chest.

"Maybe you should make it as a Chaser, I'm sure Oliver wouldn't mind…" Fred suggests.

"That's what I was thinking." She looks across the room at Oliver, and her smile grows a small bit.

"You like him, don't you?" George asks, following her gaze. Oliver is far enough away that he can't hear them, talking with some of his other friends. Dawn's head snaps to look at him, her eyes wide and panicky.

"No, not at all! Why would you even say that?" Fred snorts.

"No kidding, bro, you're just a hopeless romantic." George raises an eyebrow, then shrugs. "Whatever you guys say." Dawn pulls her knees to her chest, leaning against Fred. Fred puts an arm around her just as Oliver finishes with his other friends and walks over to them.

"Hey, guys." Dawn's grin grows to a full-fledged smile.

"Hey, Ollie!" She leans her head on Fred's chest. Oliver blinks at this, but grins. He sits down, just as Harry, Ron and Hermione walk up. Ron looks at Dawn and grins.

"Hey, Dawn!" he says, "Long time no see!" Then he notices how she's leaning on Fred. "Are you two dating now?" he asks innocently. Ginny walks up.

"No. Way!" she exclaims. "Dawn and Fred? Finally!" Dawn chokes slightly, and Oliver gives a small smile.

"Good for you." Fred's eyes widen, and he gently pushes Dawn away from him, towards George. "We're not dating." he insists.

"Awww, but you two make such a cute couple!" Ginny says, grinning. Fred's face goes totally red.

"Ginny, go away. Don't you have any other friends to bug?" Dawn glares at Fred for being pushed away, and she hides in her sweater.

"We're not dating, guys, we're just friends."

"Well, it sure looked like you are," Ron says.

"I was just trying to get warm." Dawn pouts in Fred's direction. Fred doesn't notice, however; he's too busy trying to hide his blush. Dawn rolls her eyes, lifts up his arm, and returns to her previous position against his chest; and he lets her. She looks up and kisses his cheek, then settles back.

"Thank you." Fred just stares at his knees. "You're welcome," he mutters. Dawn looks at Oliver to see his expression. He isn't looking at the two, but Dawn can see the hurt and semi-depressed look on his face, and she stands up.

"Can I talk to you for a minute, Ollie?" He looks at her and stands himself.

"Sure," he says imply. They both walk to the other side of the Common Room.

"You okay, Ollie?" He nods his head.

"I'm fine. Why do you ask?" Dawn places a gentle hand on his arm.

"you seem sad about something…is it Leila?"

"It's not Leila. Don't worry about it, Dawn. I'm going to go to bed." Before he can walk away, however, her grip tightens on his sleeve minutely.

"Did I miss something in the time I was away?" Oliver doesn't look at her, but pulls his arm away and throws a meaningful look in Fred's direction. "No…but I think I might have." He walks away.

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