Disclaimer: I'm too young to be Rowling so there is sadly no way Harry Potter is mine…
Placing:Mid of fourthyear.
Challenge: 'Prompt of the day'. Prompt: (dialogue) "However you imagine your future, take me out of it!" 1623 words. Gryffindor, Hogwarts.
Just an idea I had thanks to a guest reviewer's review.
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THE SLYTHERIN WAY
PART V: Asking After Rejection
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One and a half days after seeing half of Hogwarts proposing, Draco Malfoy had been walking down the halls after one of the lessons Luna Lovegood had forced him to attend when he was suddenly grabbed and pulled into an empty classroom.
He scowled and looked up at his attacker – just to see the Weasley twins in front of him.
"Weasley!" He snarled. "What are you doing, pulling me in here?"
The twins exchanged a look with each other.
"We heard," one of them said.
"That you tried to ask out Hermione for the Yule Ball," the other one added.
Both of them looked oddly serious compared to their normal behaviour.
Malfoy growled.
"I didn't try to ask out Granger!" He objected instantly.
The twins frowned at him.
"So you deny that you stopped her in the middle of the hall?" One of them asked.
Malfoy flushed.
"No," he growled, unhappy that he had to say that, but then, too many had seen him stopping her, so denying wouldn't help him at all.
"By calling after her?" The other twin added in that moment.
"No," Malfoy growled again.
The twins exchanged a glance and raised an eyebrow simultaneously.
"Sounds like asking her out to us," they said.
"I know how it sounds to anyone else!" Malfoy growled finally. "Believe me! I had to notice after the third person stopping me to give me some advice how to ask out the mudblood!"
The twins exchanged another glance.
"Just three?" One of them asked.
"You definitely need more help than that!" The other one added.
"I don't need…" Malfoy objected.
"You need all the help you can get," one of the twins said earnestly.
"Absolutely all the help you can get," the other twin said nodding.
Malfoy scowled again.
"I definitely don't need your help!" He argued.
This time the left twin alone raised an eyebrow.
"I've already got a date," he said. "And I had it within seconds after the announcement."
"And if Fred can get a date just seconds after the announcement," said the other twin, George, Malfoy guessed.
"While you still destroy your chances for one weeks later," Fred added.
"Then you need our help!" The twins chorused.
Malfoy groaned.
"I've had enough help," he finally said sourly. "I don't need any more help!"
The twins again looked at each other.
"Alright," George said and a feral grin spread over his features.
"Show us," the other twin said.
"And we will judge you ourselves," they chorused.
"If you do it right," Fred said.
"Then we'll let you go," George added.
"If you do it wrong," Fred warned.
"Then you will have to submit to our teaching," George said.
Malfoy groaned again.
He wanted to object, but even as a Slytherin, he knew the twins. If he said no, they would force him to attend whatever lesson they wanted him to learn, if he did it instead, he might be able to get rid of them. The twins were a lot, but they were fair – even Malfoy knew that.
"Alright," he said, figuring that it was the only way to get rid of the twins without any more lessons he had to attend. "I'll do it and then leave me be!"
The twins nodded, both now wearing matching grins that gave Malfoy the creeps.
Then one of the twins stepped forward.
"Well, Malfoy," he said. "Show me what you can. Imagine I'm Hermione, and tell me what you want to tell me!"
The other twin waved his wand and suddenly instead of a Weasley twin, Malfoy was confronted with an illusion of the Gryffindor book-worm.
He swallowed.
Then he straightened his shoulders and decided to go for it.
"Granger," he said quite unhappily, before forcing himself to show confidence he didn't feel. "You know you and I hate each other, considering that I'm a pureblood and you're a mudblood. Anyway, even with this particular important difference everybody else seems to think that I have to ask you out to the Yule Ball. So, because I decided it wasn't worth the hassle of trying to stop everybody else believing that we should go together, feel honoured, because I graciously decided to take you to the Yule Ball even with the tainted blood inside your veins."
'Hermione's' face turned into a sneer.
"Malfoy," 'she' said sweetly. "However you imagine your future, take me out of it!"
Malfoy gaped.
"What?" he screeched.
The twin in front of him removed the glamour and rolled his eyes.
"Seriously, Malfoy," he said amused. "After that proposal…"
"Our little brother looked good," the other twin said grinning.
"And he was covered in drool," Fred said.
"And stuttering," George added.
Malfoy grimaced just at the thought of being compared to Ronald Weasley – especially the Ronald Weasley who had confessed his undying love to the blond veela in the middle of the entrance hall just a few hours ago.
"I'm way better than that!" he objected furiously. "You can't even compare my performance with his!"
One of the twins patted his head.
"Sure, Malfoy," he said, sounding for all that it's worth as if he was just humouring the younger boy. "You definitely can't compare your performance with his –"
"You just get about the same reaction from it," the other twin added, nodding sympathetically.
"But we can help you to work on that," the first twin said.
"Totally help you to work on that," the other said.
"And maybe –"
"Just maybe –"
"A very unlikely maybe –"
"You will learn to ask Hermione out –"
"Before our little brother learns to open his mouth –"
"And ask her out –"
"Without insulting her!"
Malfoy stared at the twins.
"Granger and Weasley?" He asked a little bit green in the face.
"Only if you aren't fast enough," one of the twins soothed him.
"We're sure," the other one added.
"You've still got a chance," the first one said.
"Even if it's just a small one –"
"A very, very small one –"
"Because they're already awfully close –"
"But still a chance –"
"To get her before our beloved little brother –"
"Grows up enough to recognise girls."
Malfoy turned even greener.
"But I don't want Granger!" he objected. "Weasley can have her in all her muddy glory!"
One twin patted his head consolingly.
"It's hard to be rejected," he said softly. "I know!"
"He was as well," the other twin added sadly.
"Yes," the twin patting Malfoy's hair said. "But then I had only a minimal chance of success in the first place –"
"Very minimal -"
"Barely non-existent –"
"But still a chance!"
"But still a chance," the twin patting Malfoy's hair said and then sighed. "Oh, McGonagall! I wish you would have said 'yes'!"
His twin stepped forward to pat his twins hair like his twin had done to Malfoy.
"This time," the second twin, Malfoy guessed it was Fred, since Fred already had a date and hadn't been rejected. "You will have success, brother of mine! I'm sure of it!"
The other twin, George, sighed and nodded.
"I hope I will," he said dramatically. "After McGonagall ripping my heart out, I feel raw and thoroughly unprepared…"
His twin nodded.
"But I will prevail!" George claimed. "And I will go into this battle a second time! And this time, this time, my brother, I will succeed like you succeeded!"
"Well spoken, my brother," Fred said. "Very well spoken indeed!"
Then both twins turned to Malfoy.
"Now, Malfoy," Fred said. "Let's go out and let us show you how a heart-broken man handles a second try after a rejection!"
"Oh, yes, let's do this, brother dear, unto success or utter defeat for me!" George cried. "They will either have to carry my dead body from the battlefield or I will carried out on the shoulders of others after my victory!"
With that, both twins grabbed one of Malfoy's shoulders and forced him to come with them.
They marched him down the halls and out of the castle, all the way to the lake.
There, George let go of him while Fred's hold tightened.
George meanwhile stepped forward to a girl sitting on the shore of the lake, reading.
For a moment he looked as if he was faltering and looked back at his brother and Malfoy.
Fred gave him a thumbs-up and George straightened again and marched towards the girl with new confidence.
"Katie!" He called and the girl looked up from her book.
"Forge," she said.
George grinned.
"It's George today, Katie," he said before sitting down next to her. "What are you reading?"
"Transfiguration Today," she answered showing him her book.
"Well, I haven't read that one," George said and Katie laughed.
"I guessed as much, considering how often you and Fred are in the library!" She exclaimed.
George blinked seemingly confused.
"Library?" He asked. "What library?"
"Exactly," Katie said laughing.
"Katie," George said in that moment. "May I ask you something?"
Katie blinked surprised but nodded.
"Sure, George," she said. "What do you want to ask?"
"Would you…" for a moment George hesitated, then he took a deep breath and continued. "Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me?"
Katie looked at him with huge eyes.
Then she smiled brightly.
"I'd love to!" She exclaimed happily. "I'd absolutely love to!"
"And that," Fred whispered into Malfoy's ear, "Is how you ask a girl out after being rejected once."
With that he let go of Malfoy.
Malfoy meanwhile stared at the scene in front of him in horror.
Then he fled, deciding to hide out in the Slytherin common room.
He had enough of being taught how to 'ask out a girl' for today!
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