V.
A DATE WITH THE ADVERSARY?
For the next Saturdays, Harriet had spent time with Mika and the girls. She had tried by all means to convince her that Harry is better than Draco, but in vain. So far, she had convince Nicole and Ginny… Well, they are the one's who admire Harry while Mika and Lorraine were totally crazy about Draco… and who's fault is it?
Me!
If I didn't agree to be carried into the hospital wing…
One Saturday, Harriet and the girls were talking when Harriet suddenly felt the urge to go to the bathroom. When she went into a bathroom, at first she didn't notice anything… then when she looked at the mirror, she saw HERSELF and saw a reflection of the whole bathroom.
"Something's not right…" She murmured. Then she realized that she had gone into the men's room when she saw "pissing toilet for men only" (I don't know what that is called actually). She laughed then was about to go out the bathroom when she heard voices from the door. Someone had entered!
She looked around, trying to find a place to hide. She found an empty private toilet area so she entered, closed the door and climbed up on top of the toilet seat.
"So what're you planning to do?" Someone asked. It seemed that there were 3 boys talking and… well… pissing.
"Eww!!!" Harriet muttered softly and realized that it was gruesome to hear the… you know… ew…ew!!! She thought without even thinking. Somehow, the sound irritated her. Why?
"Find her. She's here somewhere," a familiar voice replied. It was the same smooth voice that Harriet heard last Saturday. No doubt, it belonged to Draco Malfoy. With him were Crabbe and Goyle. Harriet heard sounds of zippers being closed. Then she heard water from the sink.
"Um… I think I need to go to the…" Before Crabbe… or was Goyle… (Harriet didn't know) could finish his sentence, he entered the private toilet next to Harriet and seconds later…
"Oh shit! Crabbe! It doesn't smell good," Draco exclaimed.
"Sorry, man," Crabbe replied behind the toilet door.
"Eww!!!" Harriet muttered silently, covering her nose. Then there were sounds of… you know… poohey pooh droppings… and more farts.
"Dammit, Crabbe!" Goyle said angrily and he and Draco stormed out of the bathroom.
"Hey!" Someone called behind Harriet an hour later. It was Draco. Harriet remembered her experience that morning and felt like she wanted to puke.
"Oh hi," she greeted back and turned to leave, but Draco caught up with her.
"That's it?"
"That's what?" Harriet asked turning back to look at him. For 2 seconds, their gaze met. Harriet turned away.
"Wait, wait! I just… I just want to know if you're feeling all right," Draco said.
"Oh, I'm fine."
"Good… look, I was just thinking… do you want to…"
"No," Harriet interrupted.
"No? Do you know what I was going to ask?"
"No, but I have a pretty good idea what you're going to ask."
"And?"
"And no."
"Why?"
"No…"
"Please? Just… once," Draco persisted. Their eyes met again and somehow his gray eyes seemed to sooth her.
"Um… I don't know…"
"Please?"
Say no! Say no!
"Y-yes, I guess?" Harriet answered.
"You will?"
No, I won't!
"When?"
"How about next Saturday?" Draco asked hopefully.
I'm busy…"Sure," Harriet replied.
No!!!!"Just spending the day together in Hogsmeade cause it's Hogsmeade weekend," Draco informed.
No, Harriet, please say no! Why can't I refuse Draco?"That'll be great…"
It's the end of the world.