May I apologise in advance if this is rubbish, I wrote this at like 2 in the morning when I was absolutely exhausted from moving house! So no flames for this chapter please, I've tried my best!
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Draco returned from Diagon Alley just before lunch. He produced a huge grin as he entered the dormitory and placed the gift wrapped box under his bed.
"Did you get it?" a voice said behind him. He turned around to see Blaise sat on his bed.
"Yep!"
"The special one I told you about?"
Draco looked at him and smiled.
"Good, I'm glad. Now come on you love struck monkey, let's go get some lunch!" Blaise said, pushing Draco through the door.
"Love struck monkey…is that supposed to be an insult?"
Blaise laughed but said nothing. They began talking about the contents of the box when a certain red haired Gryffindor ambushed Malfoy on the stairs.
"What do you want Weasley?!" Blaise spat at Ron.
Ron chose to ignore him and turned to face Draco. He indicated to the side and asked for a private word. Blaise scoffed.
"Please! People like you, Weasley, need an appointment to even get within ten feet of a Malfoy!"
Again, Ron ignored him and kept focussing on Draco. Draco in turn rolled his eyes. Clearly, he had a lot to teach Blaise on the exact art of successfully insulting people.
"Hey, meet you in the Great Hall, OK?" Draco said, turning to Blaise.
"Are you serious? You're actually going to stay here and talk to this…this…carrot headed…mutant!?" Draco rolled his eyes again.
Ron took notice at the word 'mutant' and turned to scowl at Zabini.
"You know what Zabini, you can go fu -"
"Ron, over here! Blaise, save me a seat!" Draco interrupted as he pulled Ron away from Blaise and down another staircase.
"OK, make it quick Ron."
"Whatever. Like I'd choose to spend longer with you than I had to anyway! The point is its Hermione's birthday party tomorrow night and despite the fact that I hate you and you hate everyone else," he paused, either for effect or simply to breathe again, "I know you happen to be rather fond of 'Mione."
Draco laughed as if this was the understatement of the century.
"And I'm not saying I'm happy with it, as I said before I hate you but I do love Hermione and I want her to be happy. So, here is the invite. Come if you want to, I don't really care, but I think 'Mione would like you there with her."
Draco took the invite and looked it over.
"Thanks Ron. That means a lot."
"Yer well, so does 'Mione…" Ron said, beginning to walk away before Draco pulled him back.
"Yer about that, what you said before about you loving her. Do you mean in a platonic way or am I to assume something more?"
"Assume what you like Malfoy, it doesn't matter anymore does it!"
Ron stalked off leaving a baffled Draco wandering.
"Is he serious? Does he love 'Mione?" Draco thought.
These questions continued to parade through his mind as he entered the Great Hall. His racing thoughts immediately calmed however when he noticed a smart bushy haired witch sat at the Gryffindor table.
Hermione was giggling at someone's joke. She threw her head back in laughter allowing her curls to fall freely and her face lit up.
"She looks so beautiful…" Draco whispered.
This thought also ran through the head of the ginger wizard sat opposite her. He too, was in awe of one Hermione Granger.
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Sorry about the pathetic-ness of the insults from Blaise and the 'love struck monkey' thing, my brain has literally been mush this weekend!
If anyone has any better insults then please review and let me know!
As always
Holli x