Chapter 4

October 30th

I decided to ask her.

Mainly because George and Lee were saying "Fred loves Valleretta!" Just loud enough for her to hear.

I saw walking towards our table. Or as I should be saying, strutting. Heh. Sorry, reference to our first year. She sat down next to me, and took my bread.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because Gryffindor bread is better than any other bread. Duh!"

"Yes, because there's such a difference." Lee joked..

"Stuff it. " Etta snapped.

"Hey. Vallie.."

"Yup."

"So um-"

"Cough it uuuup"

"Wanna go to, Hogsmeed with me?"

She, George, and Lee spit out what they were drinking.

"OH, um- Yeah! I'd love to!"

"Wait, really?" Shit. Now i'm dumbfounded.

"Yes, you blithering idiot. I'll meet you there."

And with that, she walked off.

"I swear, if either of you say anything, word'll get to, Draco. Then 'their father will hear about it'. And I'll probably get killed."

"Well, I don't want to loose my favorite brother." George said.

"Exactly." I said. "Now, can I freak the fuck out?"

"Yes." They chorused.

Then, I drowned on about, well. Everything about her.

"Sooooooo" Alice asked.

"Yes." I snapped.

"You going to Hogsmeed?"

"No."

"Come onn! It'll be so fun!"

"I've been there before." I said.

Just shut up, you little bastard.

"Alrighty, your highness."

"Not you as well. Just because I am part of the Black and Malfoy, family, does not make me the 'Slytherin Princess.'"

"The fifth years find it hilarious!"

"Well isn't that swell." I growled, flicking away the first page of witch weekly.

"You might even get a crown!"

"Well that's bloody fun."

"Perk up!" She chirped.

I am really happy, but, I don't wanna tell youuuu.

"Hey, i'm gonna go-"

"Seeee Freddie! When will you two go out?"

After tomorrow, but I would never tell you.

I left the dorm, and made my way up to the Gryffindor tower.

"Shit." I mumbled.

"Well, that's not very lady like."

I spun around, only to see the best people in the world. Ever.

"Oh, just let me in."

When we got in, Harry and Ron gave me a set of odd looks.

"What? The Slytherin's are bitch's."
"Yeah, and everyone but, Etta, sucks!" Fred grinned.

"And swallows." George added.

"Swallow, what?" Ron asked. Oh, so innocent.

"Their gilly water." I said. And with that, we went up to their dorms.