After exiting the train, Draco speedily found Blaise and practically dragged the Italian to the first carriage. He huffed a breath as he visibly relaxed. Blaise stared at him expecting an answer as to why they had to hustle their way to the first carriage. Draco glared at him.
"What, Zabini? Got a problem?" He growled out at his friend.
Blaise stared at him for a moment. "It was Granger, wasn't it?" he asked and Draco sighed in defeat before nodding slowly. A small blush crept up Draco's face. Blaise sighed. "What happened?"
Draco Blushed deeper in embarrassment. "Well… we, uh… " Draco paused remembering the awkward encounter. He looked away from his friend as his eyes turned a shade of very light purple. A lilac color, if you will.
Blaise smirked. "That bad, huh? Did you jump her?" He asked, laughter lacing his voice.
Draco turned back to his friend sharply. "Not exactly." He breathed out.
"Well get on with it! I want to know what happened!" Blaise said, throwing up his hands and glaring at another Slytherin attempting to enter their carriage. "Get the hell out, only two aloud in this carriage." he hissed at the younger year. He turned back to Draco who was smirking as the student walked to a different carriage.
Draco glanced at Blaise before the carriage started moving. He sighed and started to tell him what had happened in the heads compartment.
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Hermione sighed as she entered the great hall. Malfoy had really hit a nerve with her and she couldn't stop thinking about his eyes. 'They were lavender… what could it mean?' She was interrupted from her thoughts as Dumbledore started his speech. She glanced to the Slytherin table to see Draco staring at her intensely. She jumped slightly and turned away quickly.
"Are you alright, Hermione?" Ron whispered from across the table.
"Yeah." She whispered back and smiled softly.
"You just jumped, Hermie. Will you tell me when the feast starts?" Ginny asked with a pleading look in her eyes.
Hermione sighed. "Okay. now listen to Dumbledore!" She turned back to the headmaster.
"... Mr. Filch has asked that no Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes products be brought into the castle. If you are caught with any of these products, you will surely spend a while in detention. Now, this year, the staff had a slightly hard time picking the Head Boy and Girl. We have come to the decision that Miss Hermione Granger of Gryffindor be the Head Girl and Mr. Draco Malfoy of Slytherin as the Head Boy. We would also like to welcome Professor Lupin back as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He is able to take the position again after the defeat of Voldemort. Now, let the Feast begin!" Dumbledore smiled, waved his hand and food appeared on the table. Hermione looked at the food and then back to Dumbledore. His eyes were on her and they were twinkling mysteriously. She looked at him questioningly before shrugging and turning to eat her dinner.
"Finally! *Food glorious food*...!" Ron exclaimed excitedly in a sing-songy voice.
Hermione scoffed. "You act as though your Mother doesn't feed you, Ronald! Honestly, could you eat a little slower? It isn't exactly attractive to eat like a pig. Maybe if you eat normally, you might get a girlfriend this year."
Ron frowned. "I can't help it! They practically starve us until this feast. And the food is soo good! Plus, I don't have to fight siblings for as much as I want!" Hermione, Ginny, Harry, Dean, Seamus, and Lavender all laughed.
"Oh, won-won. If you want me back, I would gladly come to your beck and call!" The rest of the group cringed. Ron blanched before replying, "No thanks, Lavender. I don't have those feelings for you anymore." He turned away from her and continued eating.
Hermione laughed with Ginny before placing a hand on Ron's. She smiled at him and said, "You'll find someone someday, Ronald." He smiled back at her and they continued their meal.
A few minutes later, the meal was interrupted again by Ginny asking a question. "So, why did you jump during the speech?"
Hermione looked at Ginny before looking at her other friends. "Maybe we can talk about it in private?" Ginny nodded and they continued to chat happily.
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Draco was watching Hermione during the entire speech. She seemed nervous or distracted. He wondered if he was the cause of her distraction. 'It might be better if you were… then again, it is Granger we are talking about. She could be thinking of a way to hex you...' He was surprised when Hermione looked at him. He smirked. 'Guess you are the distraction! Ten points for Slytherin!'
After the speech was over, Draco served himself some food. He had to force himself not to look at the Bushy haired Gryffindor. 'She's only a table away, Draco. Come on… Sneak a Peek...' The Veela part of him thought. Draco shook his head and started eating.
"So, Draco… What's the plan?" Blaise whispered so only he could hear. Draco turned to him and shrugged.
"Right now, I need her to trust me. Then maybe I can persuade her to accept being my Mate… " Draco frowned slightly. "This is going to be tough." He looked at Blaise who nodded.
A few minutes later, a sharp pain shot through Draco. It felt like a very weak attempt at the Cruciatus curse. He yelled aloud in pain and his eyes were a light azure color. He looked up and was met by surprised Chocolate brown eyes. He leaned his head on the table and groaned in agony.
"Draco! Are you all right?" Blaise asked worried.
Draco groaned again. "I'm fine, Blaise. Just Peachy." He said sarcastically as he sat up.
Blaise frowned. "What happened, mate? Why were you in pain like that?"
"I honestly don't know. It might have to do with Granger touching Weaselby, though. That is when I looked in her eyes and felt like tearing my heart out." Draco cringed at the thought. His mind lingered on the picture of surprised brown eyes.
"This… could be a problem, mate." Blaise said glaring at unwanted stares.
Draco sighed. "Why did it have to be Granger?" He asked lowly, so Blaise was the only one who caught it. "Why?"