Draco Malfoy watched her, with envy. Always answers questions first, he grimaced, she's beautiful, all the guys want her, even I fancy... Wait! He shook his head, and then looked back up at her.
She was in the arms of Preston Winston. He was new to Hogwarts, transferred. He was tall, pretty nice muscles, and he had golden brown hair, lying perfectly on his head, and his eyes were bright blue, with glittering white teeth. And the worst, worst, worst part was that he was Prince of wizarding world, since they've just added monarchy. And if he married Hermione, she'd be princess. "Press!" Hermione playfully hit his arm. "It's time for you to get ready for your speech!" But instead Press grabbed her hands and twirled her, and once she was dazed, dipped her and planted a kiss. Draco gagged, until a hand fell onto his shoulder.
"Hey, Dray-co," it was Passy, Pansy's cousin. She began to go to this school, after leaving Italy, and she developed a liking for Draco. Draco even had a liking for her to. And she was much prettier then Pansy her self.
"Passy." he nodded. She, with out asking, plopped down onto his lap.
"So, Dray-co, why is it you did not show up for dinner, and why are you sitting out here, by the lake, while a couple is smooching." Draco's eyes opened wide, and he turned to see Hermione kissing Preston underneath a tree. He shook his head again.
"I don't know Passy, were you lonely?" he smirked up at her. She smiled, her eyebrows perfectly arched. Then he slithered his arms around her waist, and she leaned in for a kiss. And soon enough his thoughts on Hermione was over. He pushed Passy away a little. "Well, Passy, I've got to head to the kitchens, for some left over food." He stood up, leaving Passy on the cement Bench
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Draco sat in the great hall early, Saturday morning. Tomorrow students would be leaving for the holiday, except himself, the golden trio, Preston Winston, Ginny Weasley, and Passy. Everybody sat up straight as a horn went off. They looked behind, and the Prince strutted in, Hermione on his arm. The envy full girls sighed, and Draco scowled. Hermione was put down at her table, and the Preston winked at her. Then he walked up to the podium.
"Students, faculty, I'm so glad your all present-
Just then Filch came running in, his knees up and down, and then sat on a foldable chair in a corner. Preston looked annoyed. "Like I said, I'm so glad you are all present. I am here to announce that the king, my father, has made a proclamation! I will soon be taking over the full throne, and I need a mistress to help me, help the minister with his work. As you all should know, I currently have the arms of Miss Granger, but, father won't approve." All eyes turned to Hermione and her eyes narrowed. "But if any of you acceptable women or even Miss Granger wins my heart, you shall be the Queen of the Wizarding world." The crowd cheered, especially the girls. Draco let a quick evil grin slip his lips. He knew he had to make somebody perfect for Preston Winston, and he knew just who.
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