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I was struggling to understand what Draco was telling me. Finally I put my hands on his shoulders. "Speak. English." I told him firmly. I've never seen him so upset before. We were in the owl tower. It was a convenient meeting place since it was loud and our voices wouldn't carry down the hall to eavesdroppers and we could always say it was a coincidence that we were both here.
He sighed and his shoulders sagged. "I-I c-called Hermione Granger a mudblood the other day!" he said miserably. "And then that Weasel stood up for her even though his wand was broken! When it backfired she was all over him!" he explained. "Okay", I said slowly, "you insult people everyday of the year. Why is this bothering you?" "Because it's her!" he shouted exasperatedly. I raised my eyebrows and waited for an actual answer.
''I fancy her." he blurted out quickly. I smirked. "I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that." I told him. He scolded at me in return. "I. Fancy. Her." he repeated crossly. "Who?" I asked just to annoy him. "Hermione Granger! I fancy Hermione Granger!" he shouted before looking around nervously. "Aw." I said also just to annoy him. He turned to storm off but I grabbed his arm. "I'm sorry. I've had my fun, I promise no more jokes." I assured him.
"What am I suppose to do? My parents'll disown me if they found out I have a crush on a muggle born." he told me miserably. I shrugged. "You're not friends with me because of my great romantic advice." I replied. "Why am I your friend?" Draco asked curiously. "Because none of your friends in Slytherin are as loyal as this Gryffindor." I replied cheekily, because there was really no comparison between me and Crabbe and Goyle. Draco shook his head at me mumbling "bloody blue haired nutter", but I saw the slight smile on his face.
"I can't tell you how to solve your love triangle or your family issues, but I'll be here for you 'til you figure it out." I told him honestly. He look at me cautiously. "Does that mean you'll stop being my friend when I find a solution?" he asked with a note of sadness in his voice. I shrugged. "I can't predict the future. But I'd be willing to bet that you'll never be rid of me." I replied. Draco rolled his eyes. "Oh joy." he replied sarcastically, but I could tell that he was happy that I'd be sticking around.
I laughed remembering something. "I guess this means the rumors aren't true." I told him. He frowned at me. "What rumors?" he demanded. More than half the school believes Harry opened the Chamber of Secrets, but the less than half part of the school thinks Draco opened it. Wild rumors were flying around the school about both of them. "Just that you used dark magic to cut out your heart so you could open the Chamber of Secrets." I told him nonchalantly. "But you can't fancy someone without a heart, can you?" I asked teasingly.
"I'm going to regret telling you, aren't I?" he sneered. I smirked at him before turning to leave. "Bye-bye lover boy! I promise not to tell anyone!" I called over my shoulder before making my way back to the Gryffindor common room. When I walked in Hermione, Ron and Harry stopped whispering. I saluted them like in that american muggle movie Mr. Weasley let me watch. "At ease soldiers." I said in the deepest voice I could.
Harry laughed, Hermione glared, and Ron looked completely confused. Hermione never liked me, but she really started to hate me when Dean let it slip to her that I'm friends with a Slytherin, though Dean did manage to convince her it was a first year girl and didn't let it slip that it was actually a certain Malfoy. Despite her obvious hatred Harry's still on the edge about trusting me. And Ron just thinks Hermione thinks to much, but hates listening to her nagging so he pretends he agrees with her.
So I'd lost two of the friends I'd manage to make. Three if you counted Ginny, because for some reason she'd been avoiding me lately. I was hoping I could gain their trust back after the Chamber of Secrets thing blew over. At least, I was hoping it blew over, and quickly before the monster does anything worse then petrify Ms. Norris. Most of my friends weren't pure bloods, so they were in danger of the monster. I was scared for them.
I walked over to where Fred and George were sitting. The two of them were quickly becoming my favorite people. They were the most accepting people I've ever met. They didn't care that I was friends was a Slytherin and when I told them it was Draco they didn't really care. They teased me and pretended to think I was ill, but they didn't judge me. They also didn't buy into Hermione's crap. Plus they have muggle born friends themselves and they understand why I'm worrying so much.
I curled up into a ball of Fred's lap and closed my eyes. "Fine, ignore the better looking twin." George said teasingly. I smiled to myself. "Hi George." I replied. "Snake drama?" Fred asked. Snake was their semi-affectionate nickname for Draco. I nodded. "Are you still worried about the Chamber of Secrets?" George asked. I nodded again. "You need cheering up?" Fred asked. That was another reason I loved these two, they can brighten the gloomiest of situations.
I nodded my head. "Always." I replied smiling. The three of us ducked out of the common room later that night. I didn't know where they were taking my but they told my to bring my broom with us. So here we are sneaking around in our pajamas with a broomstick following an old piece of parchment the twins seem to always have with them.
They ended up leading me to the Great Hall. They opened the doors for me and what I saw took my breath away. The pitch black enchanted sky with brilliant twinkling stars made the Great Hall look like it was from another world. I mounted my Nimbus 2001 and took off to the ceiling. The enchantment looked even more surreal when flying through it. I put my hand up and let my fingers graze the actual ceiling.
I heard the doors close and saw that only one Weasley twin was still here. I squinted through the blackness and saw it was Fred. He looked-well I can't even begin to describe what Fred looked like when illuminated by the star's glow. I flew down to him. "Why'd George leave?" I asked curiously. "He's just going to get snacks." Fred assured me. I nodded and flew over to Gryffindor table.
When George came back I was hovering just above Gryffindor table and staring upward. When I looked over I saw he had two handfuls of rainbow licorice. "Do you know how much trouble it was to get these?" he asked teasingly. I smiled and jumped on him, hugging him as tight as I could. "As much as I love not breathing it was Fred's idea." George told me. I took the licorice from George and skipped over to where Fred was sitting. I climbed up on the table and sat down in front of him.
"You need some cheering up?" I asked him. He'd been sitting here for awhile not saying anything. "Just this once." he mumbled as he gave me a weak smile. I smirked at him and held out a single piece of licorice. "I challenge you to a duel." I told him. He told the piece of licorice and climbed up on the table. I stood up and faced him. "I duel winner." George announced.
We spend the rest of the night dueling with licorice wands, eating the rainbow licorice and taking bets on what the mystery colors were. We didn't head back to bed until the enchanted sky showed us that it was sunrise. I was tempted to stay laying there with my favorite people, but George insisted that we should at least pretend that we didn't leave Gryffindor Tower. So me and Fred went with him, but the two of us had eaten so much rainbow licorice that there'd be no way for us to sleep.
So instead of following George's example and going to bed we stayed in the common room playing exploding snaps. Needless to say we were exhausted by breakfast time. But that's good I think, because it's harder to worry about much of anything when you're struggling to keep your eyes open. It gave us the illusion of being cheered up an I think that's the best we can hope for with everything that going on.
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