Olivia's POV
When we walked into the Great Hall, people looked at us and started to whisper to the people around them. But we ignored them and walked over to the tables. We sat down and looked for Harry and Ron, who didn't get a date, and when we found them, we gestured to them to come and sit with us. "Wow, Olivia. You look great." Ron commented. I smiled and looked at his clothes. He didn't look very good. But I didn't want to tell him that. "Dido." He glanced back at Harry and I could tell he had no idea what I was talking about. "Dido means right back at ya." He nodded and finally understood something. They sat down in front of us, but didn't really say anything. There was a long silence, which I finally broke. "Come on, George, let's dance. I'm bored." He shrugged and we went over to the crowd of people dancing. There wasn't a lot. We found a random spot and waited for a new song to begin. But after a few seconds the song ended and a fast beat one came on. George started to do this ridiculous dance and wouldn't stop. I was chuckling and he grabbed my hands and made me do it with him. The whole time I was laughing nonstop. And people looked at us like we were crazy. But I didn't pay attention. After that we danced to a few more, and then went to sit again. "I'll get us some drinks." George suggested and left. I sighed and sat back. I really hate dresses. They make you feel pretty exposed. As I was thinking to myself, Draco came and stood in front of me. "What do you want?" I asked. He smiled. "Will you dance with me?" he asked sweetly. I shook my head. "Go dance with Parkinson. I'm waiting for my date to come back." Draco's eyes narrowed. "You mean Weasley? Why would you go with him?" "Because she didn't want to get stuck with a git like yourself." George answered as he handed me a butterbeer. I shook my head and smiled. Draco only scowled at him and left. "George, you know I don't like butterbeer." He smiled. "Do you really think I would give you a butterbeer? There's firewhiskey in it. Didn't want to let the teachers see you drinking that. They said only fifth years and up. So I can have the actual bottle, you can't." I smiled and opened it. I took one sip and could tell he was right. I put down the bottle and looked around. "Where's Hermione?" I turned to see Ron standing there. "I don't know. Haven't seen her." Ron looked around again. "I thought she was lying when she said she didn't have a date." He mumbled to himself as he walked off. "Do you want to dance again?" George asked after a few minutes. I nodded and we walked over and waited for a new song. After the second one ended, the music slowed down and people started to dance closer and slower. George and I did the same, and I was surprised to see he was light on his feet. He twirled me, we danced again, and he twirled me again and got closer. "I'm having a lot of fun, George." I told him and leaned my head on his shoulder. He looked around us. "I am too, Olivia. I don't want this to end." I froze and looked at him in shock and he took that as an advantage. He leaned down slowly and kissed me. It was really sweet. The song ended and he moved back, and I looked at the ground. "George-," I tried, but words failed me. He took my hand and dragged me to our seats. "George, I can't do this." I said once we sat down. But he wasn't listening. He took the bottom of my chin lightly and made me look up. His brown met my green, and he leaned in again. And I'm sorry to say, I leaned in also and enjoyed the next one even more than the first. He smiled. "I knew you liked me." I smiled and looked at the floor again and blushed. "Hey Love birds, how was the kiss?" I looked up quickly and Fred was standing there, leaning against the table. "Go away, Fred. Can't you leave us alone?" He shook his head and sat down. "You guys were so blind. You obviously like each other, but you didn't notice until now." Fred shook his head and took a drink of his firewhiskey. I shrugged and he smiled. "Will you dance with me? So George can day dream about the kiss alone?" George frowned at Fred, but I laughed and Fred took me over there.
Draco's POV
I can't believe it. Olivia was kissing the blood traitor. I waited till she went to dance with the other twin, and then walked up to the George guy. He looked up and scowled at me. "What do you want, Malfoy?" He said cruelly. But I kept my face emotionless. "Stay away from her." He scoffed and turned around. "She's mine now. You had your chance, and you cheated on her. She's with me now." He said so coldly I flinched. "Gryffindors can't be with Slytherins." He laughed. "Do you really think I care about that? Neither I nor Olivia Care what anyone thinks. And that's including our house. Now leave. She's coming back." I turned and saw he was right. I quickly went into the crowd, but stayed close enough to listen. "Fred can't dance. I mean, at all." Olivia was telling him. I smiled and moved closer. "He's never been able to." George told her. She laughed, that cute little laugh, and they went off yet again to dance. I sighed and just decided to leave. I wasn't having a very good time anyway. As I was walking outside, Pansy stopped me. "Come on, Draco. Let's dance." she said as she dragged me behind her. "Pansy, just let go. I'm leaving." I told her as I made her release me. She sighed and shook her head, but reluctantly let go. I nodded and left for the courtyard. I sat next on the fountain and messed with the water. After a couple of minutes I just sat there, looking around. Then I heard voices and went into the shadows. I looked at the doorway and saw Olivia there. She had already taken off her dress and was in a t-shirt with a muggle singer on the front and had green and silver pants on. She walked out slowly, swinging her arms by her sides, with no care in the world. "Funny how you think that, yet I have all these problems in my life, Draco." she said and turned to me. I stepped back in surprise, and then slowly stepped out. "How did you know what I was thinking?" I asked quietly. She shrugged. "Something I learned. Simple, really. You should leave. Grangers coming." She told me all of this without even glancing away from me. I looked behind her and heard footsteps. Man, she was good. I went into the shadows again and she sighed. She turned and crouched to the ground. Something jumped into her arms and she stood up, with either a large cat, or a small tiger. She held it in one hand and rubbed the cats back with the other. It started to purr and she smiled. Granger then came through the doors and stopped. "How does she like you so quickly?" she demanded. Olivia tilted her head and ignored the question. "Where did you get a kneazle?" she asked and looked up at Granger. What the heck is a knazel? I saw Olivia smile slightly and I understood she heard me. "How do you know what she is?" Granger tried again. Olivia held the cat up higher. "The size is a dead give away. And how smart she is. She knows who to trust and who to avoid. So she has all the characteristics of a Kneazle. And you just confirmed it." Granger looked shocked, but walked up to her. "Ron is convinced she ate his rat. That would explain where she runs off to, but she didn't kill anything. She's to smart to kill a worthless thing." Olivia looked concerned for a moment. "Yes, let's hope so." she muttered and put the cat down. "Well Granger, I have to go. If you'll excuse me..." But Granger didn't move. "Are you and George together?" she asked randomly. Olivia stopped, shrugged, and then nodded. "Don't hurt him. He wouldn't listen when people warned him you might not be the best company." Olivia turned to her suddenly and scowled. "You told him that crap! You're wrong, Hermione Jean Granger. All Slytherins don't just care for themselves. I really like George. Please don't ruin it. You remember the last time you were wrong about me." Olivia said quietly but threateningly. Granger moved and let Olivia pass. Once she was gone, Granger looked at the ground. "How does she know all that?" she mumbled to herself and went back inside. I came out of the shadows and back over to the fountain. Now I'm pissed. Weasley took her away from me. He'll definitely pay for this.
Olivia's POV
What the hell does Granger know? Nothing, that's what she knows. She goes and tells George that crap, and when he doesn't listen, tries to threaten me? What's wrong with that girl? But now I know how Sirius was certain it was Peter. Crookshanks. I wonder why he never told me. I'll just bring it up when I see him tomorrow. The dance had already ended. That was the best night of my life. George hadn't wanted to leave, but Fred got him to. When he left, I went into the girls bathroom and changed in a snap with magic. Gotta love it. Then I had heard someone out in the courtyard, so I just headed over there. Good thing I did. When I left I started to think over what Granger and I talked about. Then my mind went to the kiss. It was sweet, passionate, I can't believe I let myself open up, but I don't really regret it. I wish he was still with me… "NO!" I looked back and forth, but didn't see anyone. That was weird. Then I got a head splitting headache that forced me to my knees. I moved so my head was on the cold ground, but it didn't help. I yelped in pain, and heard distant footsteps coming my way. My hands flew to my head and I heard a distant voice. "Olivia! What happened?" But the headache hurt so bad I couldn't recognize the voice. It sounded female, but there was no way I could tell. What was happening? "You will not be with a stupid blood traitor! You aren't supposed to be like this! If you're going to act as stupid as a muggle, you will be treated like one." Then the pain was like nothing I had ever thought possible. I heard more footsteps, then a sigh. "Severus, I need you. Help me turn her over so we can take her to the hospital wing." I heard the steps move faster and finally stopped next to me. I felt hands on my sides, but I didn't really pay attention to that. I heard someone counting, and then they turned me so I was on my back. Then someone gasped, and I heard some more whispering, but the pain got more intense. Someone picked me up in strong arms, and finally the pain was too much and I passed out.
~~~Hey people! So, I haven't gotten any notifications on facebook since Monday, and no one EVER comments any more, so I want… 5 comments before I post the next chapter. Is that too much to ask? Thank you for reading my story! Until next time. Big Mac out! ~~~