A/N: Ta Da!!! I'm back again! I know it's been a very long time, but I
finally got back to this story. I'll be
posting the remaining chapters (which are almost finished) is quick succession
(depending on reviews).
Herm potter – Joanne is just the fifth girl sharing their dorm. It's five people to a dorm right? Hermione, Amy, Lavender, Parvati and. . . .
. I needed one more so I invented Joanne. She'll actually be mentioned again in a later chapter.
Moonlight Shining
By
Amanda H
Amy spent the next week adjusting her
course to classes so she could run into Malfoy. Unfortunately it wasn't working very well. He seemed to be heeding her instructions to
leave her alone. Meanwhile Malfoy was
still trying to sort out his course of action.
"What was I thinking?" Draco asked himself. He was
sitting in the cold leather Common Room chair gazing intently into the
fire. It was late at night and the room
had mostly emptied, save a few nighttime souls.
"She couldn't possibly even
stand me, let alone like me in anyway." He sighed. "I've been a real jerk to her. Sometimes I amaze even myself. It's all stupid Malfoy pride." He sighed out loud. "If only I had another chance. She hates me. I should hate her for everything she's done to me. I don't. I wish. If only. . . ." His thoughts began to trail off. He sat gazing absently at the flames until he
was interrupted.
"Hey Draco!" An overly perky voice sounded in his
ear. Pansy Parkinson smiled broadly and
pushed him over, sitting down beside him in the chair. He grimaced inwardly and turned to her.
"Yes Pansy?" He asked abrasively. She ignored his harsh tone and continued to
nestle against him.
"I just wondered if you were still
up. I thought you might be. You've been spending a lot of time be the
fire you know." She replied, her smile
diminishing. Her mouth curled into a
small pout.
"Don't you want to see me
anymore?" She asked, giving him her
best puppy dog eyes. Draco's lips
curled into a slight snarl as he saw through her fake performance.
"Not really Pansy." He replied coldly, looking away, back into
the fire. She stood shocked for a
moment, then her lips curled into a curl smile and she stood up.
"Alright Draco." She said in a hurt voice. As she began to walk passed him, Pansy
extended one long bony finger and ran it along Draco's jaw line. As she passed by him she drew his chin up so
he was looking at her again. She smiled
seductively.
"Come upstairs with me Draco." She murmured softly. She leaned down again so they were
centimeters apart. "Come with me." She whispered, her warm breath brushing
against Draco's cheek. He gazed into
her eyes. It was as though he could see
right through them, and there was nothing passed them.
"No Pansy." He replied harshly, turning away from her and breaking eye
contact. Pansy stood up and drew in a
long breath.
"What did you say?" She asked, almost a whisper.
"I said no Pansy." Draco replied, refusing to look at her.
"DRACO MALFOY!" She yelled. "So now I'm not good enough for you!" She screamed. The entire Common
Room turned to face the pair. "It's
never, 'I'm coming Pansy!' or 'What would you like Pansy?' or even 'YES
PANSY!!'" She continued, working
herself into a fit. Tears began to form
in her eyes.
"Can't I do anything good enough for
you?!" She asked. Draco did not reply. He didn't even turn to look at her. He heard Pansy sob, her breath rattling in
her throat.
"Fine then MALFOY! We're through!!!! I hope I never see you again in my life you miserable, wretched,
scum sucking, bugger!!!" She screamed,
turning her back to him. Draco turned
to face her again, though he was only looking at her back.
"It will be difficult never to see me
again when we attend the same school in the same house." He replied frigidly. "But I will try my best to avoid you." Pansy froze rigidly in shock. Then she burst into tears, fleeing up to the
girl's dormitory. Draco heard the door
to her room slam loudly behind her. He
felt a fleeting pang of pity for the other girls in her room who had most
likely been awoken by her sudden entry and would now have to listen to her
horrifying tale. He sighed to himself
and turned back to the fire. Whispers
broke out among the Common Room's remaining students, but Draco took no
notice.
"Thank God." He thought to
himself. "But what about Amy?" He shifted position in the chair.
"It really couldn't hurt to
ask her to the ball." He reasoned. "The worst she could say is no. She's just so beautiful, every time I see her she reminds me of an angel." He paused for a moment. "I have been seeing her a lot lately,
haven't I?" He asked himself. "You don't think she might be trying to
see me more often? She might. . ." He bit his lip in thought.
"If she is, then that means
she's interested in me. But that's not
possible. She hates me. Or maybe not. . ." He remained puzzling over this
new thought for several minutes until his thoughts were interrupted by a large
yawn.
"I will ask her. I will." He yawned
resolutely, before falling into a dream-filled sleep before the fire.
P.S I know this one was short, but I promise a longer one next time. Now, don't forget to R&R!!!!!!!!! It would make my day!
