GPOV

It had been two weeks since the Slytherin party. I was sufficiently bombarded with school work. I honestly thought this year would be a bit easier, not worrying about OWLs and all. But, lo and behold, here I was, in the library, again, looking up the properties of moonstone. Snape must be really getting a laugh out of this. Not like he has to worry about quidditch try outs tomorrow. No siree. I sighed trying to find the right book. It was about six o'clock and most of the other students had gone to the Great Hall for dinner. I finally find the book I need, pick it up, and make my way back to my table.

After some time, I realize I had just read the same sentence five times, had yet to comprehend a word of it, and was on the same page for the past fifteen minutes. I slam the book shut with a sigh calling it a night. With all my books safely tucked back into my bag I make my way to the Great Hall humming under my breath.

When I arrive, Lav already has my seat waiting, and a plate of food with my favorites. Lav, there's a reason I love you.

I feel my stomach grumble and make my way to sit down. Turning to Lav I smile "I knew I kept you around for a reason." She laughed and poked me in the side.

"That's the hunger speaking. If you didnt look like you were about to fall asleep on the table, that may have stung." I hear her, but am currently distracted by the taste of mashed potatoes.

"Rough day Gin?" Seamus asked sitting down on my other side. Seamus was nice, dont get me wrong, cute too. We had a thing last year, and it was fun. It's just, after a while, he got clingy. Not like in the over the top, sappy, Patil twins way. No, it was more like he just wanted to know what I was doing at every moment of the day. Long story short, that didnt fly, and I broke it off. But we always stayed friendly and stayed in the same circle of friends.

"Mhmm" I managed to say with my mouth closed due to the food I was consuming. Did food always taste this good?

Seamus chuckled "Try outs are tomorrow? Your going right?" he asked.

"Yea. Wait, are you trying out too?" I got a little excited, Seamus is really nice and would be good to have around. But, I didnt think he even played. "Hold on, do you even play?" Nice personal filter Gin. " I mean, I never knew that you did," I added quickly so my comment didnt come off as rude.

"No, but I was thinking about dropping by with Dean after we get help from Neville on our herbology paper. I guess I'll see you then?"

"Yea definitely."

At that moment, Neville gasped. Looking up I saw that he managed to knock down not one, but two pumpkin juice glasses, causing them to spill across the table. Luckily for me I was safe. Turning to my side, I try to contain my self while taking in Seamus' condition. He had not been so lucky.

"You know Seamus, orange really is a good look for you."

His eyes greeted me with a glare and I couldn't hold it in any longer, I burst out laughing.

"Oh, yea, you think you're so cute don't you?" he asked trying to stay mad but instead barely keeping his own laughter in.

"Yea, I do. Thanks for mentioning it!" I smile and pick up my napkin. I start patting down on Seamus' shirt, trying to absorb some of the pumpkin juice. Well this is obviously not working. Oh wait...

"You know, its really funny how easily I forget about my wand" And with that, I whip out my wand, swish it through the air and everything is back to normal. No more orange Seamus.

DPOV

Pansy was rattling off about her Halloween costume next to me. I wasn't exactly paying attention but I did hear the word "vampire" pop up occasionally. I let Blaise listen to her as she trudged on through the conversation and started talking about decorations for some party. I, myself, was preoccupied observing a certain Gryffindor. Well two Gryffindors, I thought to myself bitterly.

Seamus Finnigan had just taken a seat next to Weasley. She didn't seem to be paying him much mind at first. Interestingly enough, she was very intently looking at her mashed potatoes as if she were about to pledge her love to them. I laughed in my head a bit at that. She is peculiar, I thought. My thoughts however, were cut short when she looked up to Finnegan, her eyes flashing with excitement for the first time. There were shakings of the heads, noddings of the heads, and lots of smiling. A little too much smiling if you ask me. Wait? Where did that thought come from. It didn't matter who smiled, when the smiled, or whom they were smiling with. That's when I noticed Finnegan leaning in to Ginn- Weasley. Luckily, Longbottom managed to spill pumpkin juice all over Finnegan. Bravo Longbottom. Your clumsy skills are finally proving to be useful. Wait, what was I thinking? It doesn't matter who leans into Weasley, even if they both seem to be enjoying each others company. Oh yes it does, I thougt as I watched as Weasley herself got close to Finnegan and began rubbing her napkin clad hand against him trying to clean him off. Finnegan, seemed to be enjoying it far too much. I didnt realize I was glaring until I saw Finnegan discreetly look down Ginny's shirt. Ginny? Ginny? No, Weasley. Yea, that's what I meant.

"You know Draco, he'd have holes burned into the back of his head by now if your glaring actually had an effect," Blaise said with an amused grin on his face.

"Yea Drake, he's right you know." She stared at me, then glanced back to the Gryffindor table. A mischievous smile grew across her face. "Who'd of thunk it?"

I didn't like that smile on her face. It meant she was up to something. "Thunk what? I'm not doing anything" I said.

"Not yet your not." she replied.

Wait, what did that mean. She looked like she had a plan. Oh no. I groaned looking up at Pansy. "Pans, whatever it is, dont get any ideas. I dont care about the Weaselette, and I really don't give a rats ass about Finnegan. So whatever that smile on your face means, don't."

The damn pixie's smile grew bigger. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Blaise smirk. I looked across the room momentarily and noticed Weasley finally realized she could do magic and has stopped rubbing Finnegan. Good. When I looked back at Pansy I knew my glance didn't go unnoticed.

"I didn't need to say a thing." She giggled and glanced up at Blaise. "I didn't say a thing did I Blaise?" she asked, absolutely too chipper about this.

"Nope, no you didn't Pans." Blaise responded. I wanted to punch him.

"Now what, in the name of Merlin's beard are you two going on about?" I demanded getting frustrated.

"I just smiled, and you, yourself, rattled on and on about Ginny Weasley and Finnegan. I didn't need to say a thing. You make it too easy Drake." she exclaimed.

Then it dawned on me. I suddenly realized what I had done. Neither Blaise nor Pansy even mentioned the two Gryffindors names. Im sure they were thinking them, but they didnt even need to say them. No, they didnt, because you, Draco Malfoy, just babbled about Finnegan and Ginny which is practically admitting that you're jealous. Wait, Ginny? Not again. Its Weasley. Or Weaselette. Or kitten, I thought and I was instantly in a better mood thinking of ways I could make her purr. Pervert. Yea, whatever.

"Yea, you just walked into that one mate." Blaise said smirking at me.

Wait, was I jealous? No, Malfoy's dont get jealous. Not even about gorgeous blond Gryffindors who are passionate about mash potatoes and love hot chocolate. Nope, not even then. With my mind at ease I scooped another spoonful of food into my mouth.

A/N.

I have decided that i actually like this story and am going to continue it. I know its been over a year, but bear with me. I really will try and update more.

No, i will not try, i will update more!

Ok, enough over dramatic speaking for me. Just please review. I know this was a boring one, but I was rusty and just wanted to settle back into the story slowly. I already know what Im going to write about next chapter so thats encouraging.

Anyways, please review! Thanks.

-Laila10