Halfway through supper, Draco Malfoy made his way over to the Gryffindor table. He tapped Felicity on the shoulder, and she turned in her seat to face him. "Oh, hi, Draco!" she said cheerfully.

Malfoy smiled. "Congratulations, Felicity," he said in his oily voice. "Too bad for Potter, though. He really wanted that position. But, it looks as if the best player has been chosen." With these last words, he turned his eyes cruelly on Harry.

"Well, I wouldn't say that," said Felicity humbly. "I think maybe they just gave me the job because I'm the new girl and they feel sorry for me." Harry glared at her.

"That's not true, and you know it, Felicity. You're the better player, so just accept the glory," he said, rather bitterly. She looked hurt by the coldness in his voice. This chill did not go unnoticed by the others, who all fell silent. Malfoy turned back to Felicity, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"Well, I, for one, am happy for you," he said. "What do you say we meet later tonight and have a little celebration party? Just you and me - it'll be fun." Felicity paused a moment. She knew how much her friends hated Draco, but she didn't want to be rude just because of that. She looked at Harry, who was poking rather sulkily at his food, and made up her mind.

"I would love that," she said to Malfoy. He smiled and nodded, almost shyly.

"Right, then," said Draco, "we'll meet at eight o'clock in the front hall." Felicity nodded and Draco swept back to his own table. Harry shot Felicity a dark look.

"How many times do I have to tell you that Malfoy is trouble?" he said. She frowned. "Nothing good can possibly come from hanging around with him, Felicity, he's a nasty little pratt!"

"You know what, Harry?" Felicity hissed back at him. "I think you're jealous! You're jealous of me for getting team captain, and you're jealous of Draco for - well, I don't know why you hate him, but it's not right! Sorry to come along and steal your sunshine, Harry, but it's not like I tried out for the team just to show you up!" By now all of Gryffindor were watching and listening. Harry's face reddened.

"I'm not jealous! Not of you and certainly not of Malfoy! If you must know I like you a lot and I'm perfectly happy for you for becoming captain! In fact, let's all have a party right here! Hooray for Felicity, the new Gryffindor Captain!" he shouted at her.

"Would you just stop? I get the picture! I know, I'll just tell Madame Hooch that I can't be captain, because I couldn't bear to take any of the limelight from the amazing Harry Potter!" she shouted back. "Thanks for nothing!" She stood up. "Congratulations, Ron. 'Bye, Hermione," she said quietly, then left the hall.

After supper, Ron, Harry, and Hermione sat near the fire in the Gryffindor common room. The rest of the meal had been rather quiet and awkward, and none of them knew where Felicity had gone.

"Sorry you didn't make captain," said Hermione gently. Harry didn't look at her. He just stared into the fire. "Well, there's always next year," she added.

"Yeah, Harry, you'll be sure to get it next year," Ron said. Harry rolled his eyes.

"I don't want you two feeling sorry for me," he said. "I really am glad for Felicity. I guess this is what I get for being so sure of myself. I never really thought about someone else becoming captain, I just always assumed…" He didn't finish. He realized more and more as the words came out of his mouth just how pig-headed he had been. Felicity was great out there. She was very level-headed on the field, and was the perfect person to lead the team to victory.

"You should talk to her," suggested Hermione. "You need to swallow your pride and apologize. That will make things better." Harry nodded. She was right. He owed Felicity a huge apology. He looked at his watch. Ten minutes till eight. He stood up.

"I'll see you guys later," he said, and went up to his room. He pulled his trunk from under his bed and opened it. After rummaging through it for a few moments, his hand fell upon the invisibility cloak. He pulled it out, put it on, and crept silently out of Gryffindor Tower.

He made his way down to the front hall, where he found Malfoy waiting rather nervously for Felicity. He had a small box in his hand. Harry had the urge to punch him in the face. That would be great - Malfoy would never know what hit him. Just then, Felicity came down the stairs and walked past the invisible Harry. She smelled so good, he thought. She was wearing jeans and a pretty red sweater, and her long hair was pulled back into a braid.

"Hey, Draco!" she greeted Malfoy. He said hello back, and offered her his arm. She took it, and they went out onto the lawn. Harry followed closely behind, making sure to walk gently on the grass. Malfoy and Felicity sat down on a stone bench near a large rose bush.

Harry settled himself nearby. "Congratulations again on becoming captain," said Malfoy. "Too bad it's for Gryffindor, though. I think if you had been sorted properly you might just have been in Slytherin. You're definitely smart enough." Harry cringed to think of her in Slytherin.

"Thanks," said Felicity. She turned her eyes to the dark sky and smiled. "I love stars. They're my favorite things," she said. Malfoy looked up, too. He glanced at her before slowly pulling his wand out of his pocket. Harry tensed. What was he going to do to her?

Malfoy murmured something and waved his wand at the sky. To Felicity's delight, one of the stars began to sparkle and flash. Suddenly, it fell from the sky, leaving a twinkling trail behind it, and stopped to hover in front of Felicity. Draco reached out and took the tiny star in his hand. He tapped it once with his wand, and the star became attached to a silver chain, which he fastened around Felicity's neck.

Harry's mouth hung open. He had to admit it was quite impressive magic. Felicity put her hand on the shining star that now hung around her neck, and smiled at Draco. "Thank you," she said. "It's beautiful! Will it always glow?"

"It is a star, isn't it?" said Malfoy. He handed her the box he had been holding. She looked at him for a moment before taking it. "Go ahead, open it," Malfoy said. She pulled the lid off the box, and inside was a tiny replica of the Statue of Liberty. It looked just like the real thing, torch glowing and all.

"Draco, it's wonderful!" she said, turning the little statue over and over in her hands. "Thank you so much!" Harry rolled his eyes.

"I thought it might be useful for when you get homesick," said Draco. "It's bewitched so that if you look inside through the Statue's eyes, you can see your family." Felicity held the statue up to her eyes and gasped.

"I can see them!" she said excitedly. "They're just sitting down to lunch! Big time difference, you know." She looked so delighted. After watching her family for a few moments, she flung her arms around Malfoy's neck.

He hesitated for a moment before awkwardly hugging her back. That was the first hug Draco Malfoy had ever received. Ever.