A/N: This chapter mentions of drug use and selling drugs. It is just for the story, I DO NOT condone using drugs or selling drugs in anyways shape or form.

"You did so well Ginny" I patted her back in encouragement.

"I know, it's just the seeker. We'll never have someone as good as Harry" she heavily sighed. "Speaking of Harry he wrote me back" she said, all negative emotions fading away being replaced with excitement. "He apologized for not writing and said that he was just busy with training and promises to write back sooner next time."

"That's great Gin."

"So what do we do now?" asked Athena walking hand in hand with Luna.

My face curled into a smirk as Athena sent me a glare to not mention anything. I looked to Luna with the same angelic like smile on her pale face. Her cheeks had a faint blush and I couldn't tell if it was from the cold or the fact that she was just blushing.

"Well I don't want to just sulk around all day in defeat" Neville chimed in standing behind me.

"Neville what have I said about sneaking up on me like that" I clutched my heart, steadying my breaths. He just laughed at me which I sent him a glare in reply.

"What would you like to do?" asked Luna's voice which was like pure bliss. You couldn't be sad around Luna, it was impossible. She was like light in a human. If that made any sense whatsoever which it probably didn't.

"I know what I want to do, but I don't want to be insensitive" Athena said. I would've made some joke about her wanting to shag Luna if I didn't know what she wanted to do.

"You want to go to the Slytherin party" I started chuckling a bit as Ginny was gaping. Then Ginny's expression changed, she was... mulling it over?

"Let's go" she said.

"What" we all said at the same time except for Luna who looked like she anticipated this was coming. Honestly, Luna could pass as a seer.

"I said" she cleared her throat. "We should go to the party."

"You sure" Athena asked. "I mean, you don't have to say yes just because I want to."

"No I'm sure, I can drink off the loss" Ginny joked, but we all knew she was going to get drunk.

"Yes" Athena squealed, cheering.

"But I don't want to go" I complained. "Do you remember the last time I went to a party?"

"We guarantee it will not happen this time" Neville chirped. "Right guys?"

They all collectively nodded their head and said a number of yesses which I couldn't really argue to. They all wanted to go and I couldn't ruin their fun.

"Fine" I crossed my arms adjusting the glasses on my nose.

We all walked to the Slytherin common room for the second time in the week as we chatted amicably about anything. The topic varied from quidditch, to school, to relationships where I can say that Athena and Luna were madly in love. Ginny and I were the only ones that knew about Neville's thing for Blaise.

The topic turned to me as they talked about me, right in my face.

"She needs a boyfriend" said Athena.

"Definitely" Ginny agreed.

"Yes" Neville clapped hyping them up.

"I'm right here guys" I yelled so they could turn to me.

Athena and Ginny both said "we know" at the same time before returning to their conversation about trying to get me into a relationship. Neville chuckled to himself as Luna let out a quiet giggle that almost sounded musical.

We met the doors of the Slytherin common room. We already knew the password which was pureblood. They really couldn't come up with anything else. It didn't bother anyone though since no one really cared about blood purity anymore. The only ones that did were either in Azkaban or dead.

"Ah Weaselette, come to bask in your defeat?" taunted Blaise holding a shot filled to the brim with firewhiskey. "Told you we'd win" he yelled to me.

"Well no thanks to you, it was all Malfoy" I laughed as he downed the shot.

"Oh he knows that" Blaise said motioning to where Malfoy was telling a group of girls something as they giggled and watched him with hearts in their eyes.

"I need a drink" Ginny walked to the bar stiffly.

"She's just a bit sour" Athena yelled to Blaise over the music as she dragged Luna to the dance floor.

"Hey Longbottom" Blaise waved to Neville who was standing awkwardly by the door.

Neville looked stunned and stiffened. He gave an awkward wave with a forced smile which made him look crazy. He showed to much teeth. Blaise gave him an eyebrows up and then turned to me with the same eyebrow up.

"I'll see you around Blaise" I waved away to help Neville who was still waving to the spot where Blaise had been standing with the awfully creepy smile on his face. "Oh Neville" I cooed with a laugh.

I forced his waving hand to stop as I lowered it. He looked down to me since he was extremely tall. His face went from the ugly forced smile to a frown.

"I'm so awkward" he smacked his forehead and groaned loudly.

"I can't really argue with that" I laughed linking my arms with him. He gave me a dull expression as I dragged him to where Ginny was drowning herself in drinks. "We should go stop Ginny."

Ginny was on her third glass of firewhiskey, but unlike myself Ginny was no where near a lightweight. The girl could handle her drinks. "Neville I saw that exchange and my eyes are burning" Ginny laughed as she finished her third drink.

"You should slow down Gin" I said to her, stopping her from grabbing a fourth drink. "Jeez your going to drown yourself."

"I want to drink" she forced as she ripped away from my grip.

"How about instead of drinking we help Neville flirt with Blaise because he is rather pitiful" I suggested which made Neville glare at me, but he knew it was for the best. He did need coaching.

"I know no one better than the person that bagged Harry Potter when she had a crush on him since the first year" I voiced in a sing song. "Come on Gin."

"As much as I don't want to admit it, I need help" Neville sat in the seat next to Ginny. "Come one Gin, you know you want to impose on my love life or lack thereof."

Ginny started to chat to Neville about a plethora of strategies to flirt with Blaise. In each scenario Neville always ended up running away or chickening out, not because Neville himself had said he was not going to do it but just because we knew him that well.

Guy who killed Nagini can't talk to the guy he fancied.

I also had to assure to Neville that Blaise was definitely gay so Neville knew he at least had some chance. I knew that there was a relative amount of gay boys in the school, after all I did help most of them come out.

"Wood" Blaise yelled at me, waving me over.

"Go" Ginny pushed me as she continued to talk to Neville who most likely wasn't paying attention and wanted any excuse to get away.

"Wood" Blaise yelled again. I walked over to Blaise who was with Theodore Nott. Nott was lighting a blunt that he was just rolled up as he sold someone a tablet that came in an arrangement of colors.

Molly.

"What?" I asked Blaise.

"Can't hang out with my friend for a bit?"

"And that's how I almost died catching the snitch" Malfoy announced as the girls erupted in claps, some in tears, and one was even handing him some sort of card. Like a weird looking Valentines Day card.

"Is he always like that?" I asked Blaise.

"Oh yes, and this win just inflated his ego even more."

"Why are you friends with him exactly?"

"He's my best mate and I would probably boast if I won Slytherin the game too" Blaise admitted. "Don't tell him I said he was the reason we won the game."

"Wood" that voice yelled making the girls eyes turn to me and scowl at me. Some frowned at me while others looked like they were killing me inside their minds.

"What?" I asked in annoyance.

"Come here" he patted the seat right next to him.

"Erm." Blaise pushed me in the direction of Malfoy as I glared at him, but reluctantly moving towards him.

"Just the girl I wanted to see" he cheered, oblivious to the girls that were sitting right in front of him eyeing me like I was a dead woman. I couldn't deny I wasn't.

"Why did you want to see me?" I asked sitting down, but far enough from him to keep distance. He saw the distance and he squashed it when he slid over to me and wrapped his arm around me like I was one of his whores.

I unwrapped his arm from around me and put it in his lap and he gave me a pouty face.

I heard whispers like "why did she do that?" or "is she stupid?"

"I wanted to give you this" he said holding out the snitch that he caught at the game. The girls around us had gasped, breaking out into chatter. No doubt talking shit about me or trying to find dirt on me.

"Why?" I gave him a bewildered look. What was he playing at?

"Why not" he shrugged. "Here" I placed the snitch into my hand as his finger tips brushed against my palms sending those jots of electricity through my spine which activated a churning in my stomach.

It was like a whole sequence.

His touch activated a whole process from the electricity to the weird feeling in my stomach. I couldn't even fathom why these things were happening?

I took a deep breath, opening my eyes to see Malfoy's face of suspense. "Thank you" I gave him a warm smile. "No one's ever given me a snitch before."

"I would catch a thousand snitches if it meant that I could give one to you" he sighed as it just rolled of his tongue. He was so good a flirting that it almost pained her.

The girls sitting on the floor looked like they were about to lunge at her and Pansy was just walking over who screeched at ran away. Many of the girls looked angry, but others just seemed disappointed. One or two girls were even crying which made me think that they were fourth or fifth years.

She rolled her eyes, "that was awfully cheesy", but she gave him a peck on the cheek for her thanks. "That was probably one of the worst lines I've ever heard Malfoy, try better next time" she said to him as she walked off with the snitch in hand to find Neville.

The feeling of pure joy was a never ending high that she was experiencing at this current moment. She finally pin pointed that the churning of her stomach was the butterflies in her stomach trying to break out. Her face began to be a rosy, blustering mess whenever she looked at the snitch or just played the moment over in her head.

Though, she knew it was probably some ruse to get her into bed and then leave her like he did every girl, but she wanted to feel different. Malfoy didn't do sweet gestures like this, it wasn't in his nature. So she relished in the feeling of being even a little different. The slightest bit special.

Draco Malfoy couldn't stop the smile on his face that exposed the dimple on his left cheek that not many people knew he had since he never smiled much. His hand was on the spot where she had kissed and he loved the feeling it gave him.

Like a lit candle or a fire that was finally ignited after so long. Like a hungry man that finally had a taste of food, wanting more and more each time.

He was obsessing over a peck on the cheek. It wasn't anything new or remotely close to what he usually received as a thanks, but it was perfect. Only to feel her soft lips on his instead of his cheek.

Maybe one day.