CHAPTER 4: Crushes and New Found Friendships
A/N: Disclaimer, disclaimer. I do not own anyone except for Cal and Catty. I bet you can guess who Draco's crush is. I shouldn't have made it to obvious! Ugh! Ten points if you get (Who it is) right!
"Harry Potter has been accepted into the house team!" Fred and George Weasley were running about, dumping papers as they ran by students. George (or Fred, Cal couldn't tell who) once knocked a Hufflepuff boy off his feet. The boy was a first year and was extremely small compared to them.
"I'm sorry," One of the twins said, lifting the boy up with one arm. "I am really quite sorry. Isn't that right, Fred?" So it was George.
A/N: So it was George, whoop-de-doo!
As Fred and George passed by Draco and Cal, they glared at them.
"Jealous, are you Weasley's?"
Fred and George shook their heads, 'no.' "Why would we be jealous of you, Malfoy?" Fred asked.
"It's because I can afford robes and have first hand cauldrons. Your mother has more children than she can afford."
At this moment, Ron had came by with Harry. Ron was going up to Draco, ready to attack him, but Harry held him back.
"Oy, Potter, where's Granger?" Draco asked. "I bet she is in the library, studying. Stupid muggle." Draco turned around on his heel and walked away, tugging at Cal's arm. Cal followed him, shooting one last glance at Ron's angry face, and Harry's annoyed face. Fred and George (for once in their life time) were looking very serious. About a second later she heard them burst into laughter.
"'Stupid Muggle'! What an insult!" George screamed, nearly falling with laughter.
"I say, George, who was that girl following him around? She really seemed-well-kind of hurt."
"She's a Slytherin, Fred. She couldn't possibly care about Gryffindors."
* Later *
Cal rummaged through her things, looking for a paper and quill. She needed to write down her feelings because these events were taking her over. Finally, she found pieces of scattered parchment in her book bag and some ink and a quill.
As she wrote, she thought of Harry and Malfoy.
'Dear, well-Paper,
Things have gone wild lately. Catty, my 'twin' is in Gryffindor, and I am a cruel Slytherin. Not to mention, I have a crush on a Gryffindor named Harry Potter. But my Slytherin friend, Draco Malfoy, is always pulling me toward him and making me follow him around. I like him as a friend, but I love Harry. What if Malfoy likes me and I like Harry? Do you think he will be mad? Harry has been accepted on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Malfoy told me that First years can't be on teams, so-Harry must be very extraordinary. Well, I need to leave. Good-bye.'
Cal went into the Slytherin Common Room, were Malfoy and his posse, Crabbe and Goyle were sitting. Malfoy was staring into the fire, and Grabbe and Goyle were laughing and eating cakes.
"Draco, you alright?" asked Cal.
"Well, you seem to be the first one to ask me that, Cally."
"Since when do you call me Cally?" Cal asked, a little bit annoyed with the name 'Cally'.
"Well, I thought-"
"-He-likes-y-you, Cal!" Crabbe said as he ate. "Why do you think he is always-?" He exploded with laughter and stuffed another piece of cake in his mouth.
"Didn't think you were smart enough to keep the secret-" Malfoy blurted, and then he froze. "Look, Cal, I'm your friend-"
'-And secret admirer," said Goyle.
"-Shut up, Goyle! I want to tell her myself." He grabbed Cal and took her outside the Slytherin House. "Well, Cal. I don't know how to tell you this but I-ever since I met you that night I wanted to impress you and get you to like me. But you never did seem impressed. I know I made it kind of obvious when I called you Cally and Crabbe and Goyle cannot keep secrets. I was always bragging just to get you to 'like' me. Please tell me you like me too."
"Draco-I" Cal couldn't tell him she liked Harry. She would break his heart. "I don't know if I can tell you if I love you or not."
"Please-just-please!" Draco cried. He hugged Cal, and Cal could feel a rush in her body.
"Draco-get off me!"
Draco did it-and Cal couldn't see it happening. Draco kissed her. Right then and there. Other students stopped and stared at the first years.
'Draco! Get off, you're a Malfoy! Malfoy's don't get love sick!" (Do they? Cal asked herself.) "We're only in first year!" Cal managed to get out, but Draco wouldn't let go.
Finally, Cal shoved him off. "Draco, all I can say is, I like you as a friend! Okay? There is nothing special between you and me! I don't have special feelings for you!"
Draco seemed hurt. "Cal, I have never acted this way before. Please help me."
"What? Do you have a problem? I am a good problem solver," Cal said, trying to make Draco feel better, "you can always talk to me, Draco. No matter what."
Harry was one of the students to see them have their 'incident.'
'Never have I seen a Slytherin act this way before.' He thought. He shrugged and left with Hermione, Ron, Angel and Catty. Cal stopped before she could say furthermore to Draco and twin-spoke to her sister.
"Catty!" she screamed. Catty turned around. Cal tossed her hair and opened her mouth three times. This meant, 'why are you leaving off with him? You know I like him. Are you trying to make me feel jealous?'
Catty just turned around and walked away with her "friends."
Cal gritted her teeth and turned to Draco. "Draco, I am so sorry. But I need to go now." Before Draco could say a word, Cal rocketed off.
'Just like Cal,' Draco thought sheepishly. 'Just like Cal.' By the time Cal had reached Catty, Angel, Ron, Hermione and Harry, they were already deep in conversation. Cal stopped around the walls and looked around to see if the coast was clear.
She heard them say 'Malfoy', 'Slytherin', and she even heard the word 'Cal' come from Catty's mouth. Harry said something like, 'She doesn't mean to be friends with him. He is making her.' Harry had stepped up to her defense!
But she then realized they were talking about Draco. Cal leapt behind them and tip-toed quietly. She wanted to make a big finale. She jumped in front of them and screamed, "HE IS NOT MAKING ME BE FRIENDS WITH HIM, YOU IDIOTS!"
Catty seemed shocked. She glared hard at Cal. "Cal, I can't believe you. Wait until I owl mom-"
"I don't care, you-"
"Please break it up,' Hermione cried. 'I can't take this." Was it then when Cal turned around to see Draco, standing straight and tall.
"I am so sorry, Draco!" Cal laughed * nervously * and sighed. "You guys," she began, "I need to ask you something. Can we just be well, friends?"
" * Friends? *" Hermione couldn't get it out of her mouth. "Us, friends with 'you'?"
"Yes, friends with us. We could help each other out. Hang out by the class rooms. Talk in Flying Lessons. Sit by each other in Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration."
"That's not possible, Cal," Catty said.
A/N: You know that saying, * step up to bat *? Well, that's exactly what Catty did. Okay, enough with this nonsense!
"Why, Catty?" Cal said, trying to act cool.
"Because you guys are 'Slytherins.' We are 'Gryffindors.'"
"Don't you think we know that? Besides, it doesn't matter what houses we are in."
"You know," Ron said, "I never thought I would say this, but she's right. Why can't we be friends?"
A/N: * Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? * For those who didn't know, that is a song by Smash Mouth.
Angel looked around before she 'stepped up to bat'. "He needs to apologize first!" she said, pointing at Draco. "He called my father a great fool!"
"I'm sorry," Draco said slowly.
"Say it like you mean it, Malfoy," Harry snapped. "Say it with * umph. *"
"Sorry, Angel," Draco said, trying to say it with * umph *.
"Apology accepted," Angel said sweetly. "Catty, it's your turn to apologize to Cal."
"Alright. Sorry, Cal," she said, and shot her hand out to shake. Cal ignored it and gave her twin sister a hug.
"Ron? Harry?" Catty asked. '
"Why aren't you making them apologize-?" Ron began, but Catty shoved Cal and Ron together.
"Sorry," they said in unison.
Ron kind of smiled. Cal smiled back-they both looked away.
Next it was Harry's turn. He gave Cal a hug, and Cal could feel her insides burning. "Sorry."
Draco shook hands with Ron and Harry and everything was okay. All seven of them decided to walk each other to one other's House. Draco and Cal walked Harry, Hermione, Ron, Angel and Catty to the Gryffindor House. Draco and Cal walked back to their own house in silence.
"Draco, I am sorry about back there," Cal said, breaking the silence.
"Why are you sorry?" Draco asked. "There is nothing to be sorry about."
"Okay," Cal said, but inside she didn't really feel okay.
* the next day *
"Cal, wake up!" Someone was shaking her.
"What?" Cal asked sleepily. Her eyes widened when she saw who it was. Draco was shaking her awake! "Draco, what are you doing here?" She asked loudly. "This is the girl's dormitory!"
"Shut up," he said. "We're meeting our friends in the library before Transfiguration."
"Is this why you're making me wake up so early-is that why you're in the GIRL'S DORMITORY?" Cal asked.
"Yes and yes, Cal," Draco said. "Now wake up!"
Cal shook herself awake, and sat up in her four poster. "Draco, why are you- why did you?"
"Why did I what?" Draco asked, a smile getting the best of his face. "I just asked you if you would wake up so-WAKE UP!"
A girl named Amy Smith rolled over. "Wake up? Who wake up? Draco Malfoy, what are you doing in here?" she cried as soon as she saw Draco standing by Cal's bed. "Oh, I see it now." She rolled over to the other side.
"No, Amy, it's not what you think-" Cal began. Once she realized Amy wasn't listening, she gave a snort.
"Get up before more girls see me," Draco said, grabbing Cal's arm and making an attempt to get her out of her bed.
"Alright, alright," Cal groaned. "Go away, I am getting into my robes." Draco waited outside the girl's dormitory. As he saw Cal, his eyes glittered.
"Draco, I am your friend and all, but I want you to know that I don't like you, okay?" Cal motioned for him to get behind a corridor. "But do you want to know who I like?"
"Yes, I do. I want to see what lucky man has you crushed on him."
"Swear not to get mad?"
"Yes. If it's Crabbe or Goyle I will punch you in the face."
"No. They're to ugly. It's Harry," she whispered and hid her face.
"Harry?" Malfoy asked, shocked. "You don't like me and you like 'him'?"
"I-Draco!" Cal cried. She grabbed his shoulder. "Because you don't want me to be crushed on him, I won't be. Alright? I am over him." Cal couldn't believe what she did, but she kissed Draco on the cheek. "Let's go."
"Okay. Will you hold my hand?" Draco held out his hand for Cal to hold, and Cal accepted. On the way there, Cal saw Lavender Brown say, 'Two first year Slytherins-boyfriend and girlfriend? First year? Scandalous!"
"Hey, you, shut up," Draco snapped at her.
"Sorry, Lover Boy-or should I say, Lover 'Malfoy'? Malfoy's in love!"
"Should I tell the famous Harry Potter that you like him, Brown?" Draco asked, grinning evilly.
"Uh, no!" Lavender turned a shade of deep red.
"He won't, Lavender," Cal said sweetly, "I won't let him. On one condition though. Don't ever make fun of us again."
"Alright," Lavender mumbled.
As Draco and Cal walked away, Draco laughed, "What was that, Cal? Are you deciding to go against Slytherin and be all 'friendly' ?"
"No.. some Slytherins are friendly, Draco," Cal answered reasonably. "Trust me, they are. If you just give them the chance."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Catty and Angel were coming into sight now. As Draco and Cal entered the library, they were all crouched over a book.
"Hey!" Draco cried.
"Hey," they all said in unison, except for Ron. Ron was looking outside, his face flushed.
"What is it, Ron?" Cal asked. 'Is there a problem?"
"N-no," Ron stammered. "N-nothings w-wrong."
"You're lying to me, Ronald Weasley. I need to know what's wrong."
"Okay, okay," Ron said, grabbing her hand. Draco glanced at Cal, and glared a little.
'No, we're not having a connection, Draco,' Cal mouthed to him. He nodded his head and Ron and Cal walked off.
"What is it, Ron?" Cal asked. She slumped down to the floor. So did Ron.
"I-like-your sister," he said nervously. "I like her! I don't know why I do! I just do!"
"I'm sure she likes you too, Ron," Cal said, trying to act reassuring.
"Can you talk to her? Ask her who she likes, and then if it's me, tell me?" Ron asked. "Please?"
"Ron, you're in this yourself. You got to go tell her. She won't tell anyone, trust me. Okay?" Cal took his hand and walked him back to the table that her friends were seated at. "Catty, Ron needs to talk to you about something."
Everyone at the table shot looks at each other. "O-okay," Catty said. She got up.
*Catty's POV *
"Hey, Ron," Catty said, feeling nervous.
"Hey, Catty."
"So, what is it?" Catty asked. "What is it? Oh please, please tell me!"
"I love you," Ron said shakily.
"I love you too, Ron! I never thought I would tell you that, and I never thought you'd like me too. I-love you!"
She threw her arms around Ron, and kissed him on the mouth.
A/N: I know, I know, they're first years. but you're never to young for love! This ruined the moment when...
Professor McGonagall came up from behind them. "Hello, students. How are you today? Kissing in the library? How romantic. First years too. Aw..."
"S-sorry," Ron said, "it just happened. Actually, we were looking at something and then Catty tripped on me-"
"3 points off Gryffindor," she said, 'for not studying in a studying premises!"
"Okay," Ron said weakly, and got up. "G'bye, Professor." He took Catty's hand, and they walked off together, with a cloud of daze hanging over their heads.
* Back to Cal*
"So how was it?" Cal asked Catty. They were heading to the girl's bathroom with Hermione and Angel.
"Well," Catty blushed. "Nothing happened. I just said I love you too-"
"How sweet," Angel and Hermione gushed. "I wish someone liked me !"
"Trust me, someone does," Catty said, than slapped her hands on her mouth. "Oh no..."
"Who? Who? Who?" Hermione demanded. "Who likes me?"
Secretly, Cal wanted to know as well.
"Uh..." Catty whispered something in Hermione's ear, and Hermione cried, "Oh my god! I like him too!"
"It's Harry," Catty said.
"'Harry likes Hermione'!" Cal chanted. "They are soooooooo cute together!"
"But who's my lover?" Angel asked.
"Someone," came Catty's soft reply.
A/N: Disclaimer, disclaimer. I do not own anyone except for Cal and Catty. I bet you can guess who Draco's crush is. I shouldn't have made it to obvious! Ugh! Ten points if you get (Who it is) right!
"Harry Potter has been accepted into the house team!" Fred and George Weasley were running about, dumping papers as they ran by students. George (or Fred, Cal couldn't tell who) once knocked a Hufflepuff boy off his feet. The boy was a first year and was extremely small compared to them.
"I'm sorry," One of the twins said, lifting the boy up with one arm. "I am really quite sorry. Isn't that right, Fred?" So it was George.
A/N: So it was George, whoop-de-doo!
As Fred and George passed by Draco and Cal, they glared at them.
"Jealous, are you Weasley's?"
Fred and George shook their heads, 'no.' "Why would we be jealous of you, Malfoy?" Fred asked.
"It's because I can afford robes and have first hand cauldrons. Your mother has more children than she can afford."
At this moment, Ron had came by with Harry. Ron was going up to Draco, ready to attack him, but Harry held him back.
"Oy, Potter, where's Granger?" Draco asked. "I bet she is in the library, studying. Stupid muggle." Draco turned around on his heel and walked away, tugging at Cal's arm. Cal followed him, shooting one last glance at Ron's angry face, and Harry's annoyed face. Fred and George (for once in their life time) were looking very serious. About a second later she heard them burst into laughter.
"'Stupid Muggle'! What an insult!" George screamed, nearly falling with laughter.
"I say, George, who was that girl following him around? She really seemed-well-kind of hurt."
"She's a Slytherin, Fred. She couldn't possibly care about Gryffindors."
* Later *
Cal rummaged through her things, looking for a paper and quill. She needed to write down her feelings because these events were taking her over. Finally, she found pieces of scattered parchment in her book bag and some ink and a quill.
As she wrote, she thought of Harry and Malfoy.
'Dear, well-Paper,
Things have gone wild lately. Catty, my 'twin' is in Gryffindor, and I am a cruel Slytherin. Not to mention, I have a crush on a Gryffindor named Harry Potter. But my Slytherin friend, Draco Malfoy, is always pulling me toward him and making me follow him around. I like him as a friend, but I love Harry. What if Malfoy likes me and I like Harry? Do you think he will be mad? Harry has been accepted on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Malfoy told me that First years can't be on teams, so-Harry must be very extraordinary. Well, I need to leave. Good-bye.'
Cal went into the Slytherin Common Room, were Malfoy and his posse, Crabbe and Goyle were sitting. Malfoy was staring into the fire, and Grabbe and Goyle were laughing and eating cakes.
"Draco, you alright?" asked Cal.
"Well, you seem to be the first one to ask me that, Cally."
"Since when do you call me Cally?" Cal asked, a little bit annoyed with the name 'Cally'.
"Well, I thought-"
"-He-likes-y-you, Cal!" Crabbe said as he ate. "Why do you think he is always-?" He exploded with laughter and stuffed another piece of cake in his mouth.
"Didn't think you were smart enough to keep the secret-" Malfoy blurted, and then he froze. "Look, Cal, I'm your friend-"
'-And secret admirer," said Goyle.
"-Shut up, Goyle! I want to tell her myself." He grabbed Cal and took her outside the Slytherin House. "Well, Cal. I don't know how to tell you this but I-ever since I met you that night I wanted to impress you and get you to like me. But you never did seem impressed. I know I made it kind of obvious when I called you Cally and Crabbe and Goyle cannot keep secrets. I was always bragging just to get you to 'like' me. Please tell me you like me too."
"Draco-I" Cal couldn't tell him she liked Harry. She would break his heart. "I don't know if I can tell you if I love you or not."
"Please-just-please!" Draco cried. He hugged Cal, and Cal could feel a rush in her body.
"Draco-get off me!"
Draco did it-and Cal couldn't see it happening. Draco kissed her. Right then and there. Other students stopped and stared at the first years.
'Draco! Get off, you're a Malfoy! Malfoy's don't get love sick!" (Do they? Cal asked herself.) "We're only in first year!" Cal managed to get out, but Draco wouldn't let go.
Finally, Cal shoved him off. "Draco, all I can say is, I like you as a friend! Okay? There is nothing special between you and me! I don't have special feelings for you!"
Draco seemed hurt. "Cal, I have never acted this way before. Please help me."
"What? Do you have a problem? I am a good problem solver," Cal said, trying to make Draco feel better, "you can always talk to me, Draco. No matter what."
Harry was one of the students to see them have their 'incident.'
'Never have I seen a Slytherin act this way before.' He thought. He shrugged and left with Hermione, Ron, Angel and Catty. Cal stopped before she could say furthermore to Draco and twin-spoke to her sister.
"Catty!" she screamed. Catty turned around. Cal tossed her hair and opened her mouth three times. This meant, 'why are you leaving off with him? You know I like him. Are you trying to make me feel jealous?'
Catty just turned around and walked away with her "friends."
Cal gritted her teeth and turned to Draco. "Draco, I am so sorry. But I need to go now." Before Draco could say a word, Cal rocketed off.
'Just like Cal,' Draco thought sheepishly. 'Just like Cal.' By the time Cal had reached Catty, Angel, Ron, Hermione and Harry, they were already deep in conversation. Cal stopped around the walls and looked around to see if the coast was clear.
She heard them say 'Malfoy', 'Slytherin', and she even heard the word 'Cal' come from Catty's mouth. Harry said something like, 'She doesn't mean to be friends with him. He is making her.' Harry had stepped up to her defense!
But she then realized they were talking about Draco. Cal leapt behind them and tip-toed quietly. She wanted to make a big finale. She jumped in front of them and screamed, "HE IS NOT MAKING ME BE FRIENDS WITH HIM, YOU IDIOTS!"
Catty seemed shocked. She glared hard at Cal. "Cal, I can't believe you. Wait until I owl mom-"
"I don't care, you-"
"Please break it up,' Hermione cried. 'I can't take this." Was it then when Cal turned around to see Draco, standing straight and tall.
"I am so sorry, Draco!" Cal laughed * nervously * and sighed. "You guys," she began, "I need to ask you something. Can we just be well, friends?"
" * Friends? *" Hermione couldn't get it out of her mouth. "Us, friends with 'you'?"
"Yes, friends with us. We could help each other out. Hang out by the class rooms. Talk in Flying Lessons. Sit by each other in Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration."
"That's not possible, Cal," Catty said.
A/N: You know that saying, * step up to bat *? Well, that's exactly what Catty did. Okay, enough with this nonsense!
"Why, Catty?" Cal said, trying to act cool.
"Because you guys are 'Slytherins.' We are 'Gryffindors.'"
"Don't you think we know that? Besides, it doesn't matter what houses we are in."
"You know," Ron said, "I never thought I would say this, but she's right. Why can't we be friends?"
A/N: * Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? * For those who didn't know, that is a song by Smash Mouth.
Angel looked around before she 'stepped up to bat'. "He needs to apologize first!" she said, pointing at Draco. "He called my father a great fool!"
"I'm sorry," Draco said slowly.
"Say it like you mean it, Malfoy," Harry snapped. "Say it with * umph. *"
"Sorry, Angel," Draco said, trying to say it with * umph *.
"Apology accepted," Angel said sweetly. "Catty, it's your turn to apologize to Cal."
"Alright. Sorry, Cal," she said, and shot her hand out to shake. Cal ignored it and gave her twin sister a hug.
"Ron? Harry?" Catty asked. '
"Why aren't you making them apologize-?" Ron began, but Catty shoved Cal and Ron together.
"Sorry," they said in unison.
Ron kind of smiled. Cal smiled back-they both looked away.
Next it was Harry's turn. He gave Cal a hug, and Cal could feel her insides burning. "Sorry."
Draco shook hands with Ron and Harry and everything was okay. All seven of them decided to walk each other to one other's House. Draco and Cal walked Harry, Hermione, Ron, Angel and Catty to the Gryffindor House. Draco and Cal walked back to their own house in silence.
"Draco, I am sorry about back there," Cal said, breaking the silence.
"Why are you sorry?" Draco asked. "There is nothing to be sorry about."
"Okay," Cal said, but inside she didn't really feel okay.
* the next day *
"Cal, wake up!" Someone was shaking her.
"What?" Cal asked sleepily. Her eyes widened when she saw who it was. Draco was shaking her awake! "Draco, what are you doing here?" She asked loudly. "This is the girl's dormitory!"
"Shut up," he said. "We're meeting our friends in the library before Transfiguration."
"Is this why you're making me wake up so early-is that why you're in the GIRL'S DORMITORY?" Cal asked.
"Yes and yes, Cal," Draco said. "Now wake up!"
Cal shook herself awake, and sat up in her four poster. "Draco, why are you- why did you?"
"Why did I what?" Draco asked, a smile getting the best of his face. "I just asked you if you would wake up so-WAKE UP!"
A girl named Amy Smith rolled over. "Wake up? Who wake up? Draco Malfoy, what are you doing in here?" she cried as soon as she saw Draco standing by Cal's bed. "Oh, I see it now." She rolled over to the other side.
"No, Amy, it's not what you think-" Cal began. Once she realized Amy wasn't listening, she gave a snort.
"Get up before more girls see me," Draco said, grabbing Cal's arm and making an attempt to get her out of her bed.
"Alright, alright," Cal groaned. "Go away, I am getting into my robes." Draco waited outside the girl's dormitory. As he saw Cal, his eyes glittered.
"Draco, I am your friend and all, but I want you to know that I don't like you, okay?" Cal motioned for him to get behind a corridor. "But do you want to know who I like?"
"Yes, I do. I want to see what lucky man has you crushed on him."
"Swear not to get mad?"
"Yes. If it's Crabbe or Goyle I will punch you in the face."
"No. They're to ugly. It's Harry," she whispered and hid her face.
"Harry?" Malfoy asked, shocked. "You don't like me and you like 'him'?"
"I-Draco!" Cal cried. She grabbed his shoulder. "Because you don't want me to be crushed on him, I won't be. Alright? I am over him." Cal couldn't believe what she did, but she kissed Draco on the cheek. "Let's go."
"Okay. Will you hold my hand?" Draco held out his hand for Cal to hold, and Cal accepted. On the way there, Cal saw Lavender Brown say, 'Two first year Slytherins-boyfriend and girlfriend? First year? Scandalous!"
"Hey, you, shut up," Draco snapped at her.
"Sorry, Lover Boy-or should I say, Lover 'Malfoy'? Malfoy's in love!"
"Should I tell the famous Harry Potter that you like him, Brown?" Draco asked, grinning evilly.
"Uh, no!" Lavender turned a shade of deep red.
"He won't, Lavender," Cal said sweetly, "I won't let him. On one condition though. Don't ever make fun of us again."
"Alright," Lavender mumbled.
As Draco and Cal walked away, Draco laughed, "What was that, Cal? Are you deciding to go against Slytherin and be all 'friendly' ?"
"No.. some Slytherins are friendly, Draco," Cal answered reasonably. "Trust me, they are. If you just give them the chance."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Catty and Angel were coming into sight now. As Draco and Cal entered the library, they were all crouched over a book.
"Hey!" Draco cried.
"Hey," they all said in unison, except for Ron. Ron was looking outside, his face flushed.
"What is it, Ron?" Cal asked. 'Is there a problem?"
"N-no," Ron stammered. "N-nothings w-wrong."
"You're lying to me, Ronald Weasley. I need to know what's wrong."
"Okay, okay," Ron said, grabbing her hand. Draco glanced at Cal, and glared a little.
'No, we're not having a connection, Draco,' Cal mouthed to him. He nodded his head and Ron and Cal walked off.
"What is it, Ron?" Cal asked. She slumped down to the floor. So did Ron.
"I-like-your sister," he said nervously. "I like her! I don't know why I do! I just do!"
"I'm sure she likes you too, Ron," Cal said, trying to act reassuring.
"Can you talk to her? Ask her who she likes, and then if it's me, tell me?" Ron asked. "Please?"
"Ron, you're in this yourself. You got to go tell her. She won't tell anyone, trust me. Okay?" Cal took his hand and walked him back to the table that her friends were seated at. "Catty, Ron needs to talk to you about something."
Everyone at the table shot looks at each other. "O-okay," Catty said. She got up.
*Catty's POV *
"Hey, Ron," Catty said, feeling nervous.
"Hey, Catty."
"So, what is it?" Catty asked. "What is it? Oh please, please tell me!"
"I love you," Ron said shakily.
"I love you too, Ron! I never thought I would tell you that, and I never thought you'd like me too. I-love you!"
She threw her arms around Ron, and kissed him on the mouth.
A/N: I know, I know, they're first years. but you're never to young for love! This ruined the moment when...
Professor McGonagall came up from behind them. "Hello, students. How are you today? Kissing in the library? How romantic. First years too. Aw..."
"S-sorry," Ron said, "it just happened. Actually, we were looking at something and then Catty tripped on me-"
"3 points off Gryffindor," she said, 'for not studying in a studying premises!"
"Okay," Ron said weakly, and got up. "G'bye, Professor." He took Catty's hand, and they walked off together, with a cloud of daze hanging over their heads.
* Back to Cal*
"So how was it?" Cal asked Catty. They were heading to the girl's bathroom with Hermione and Angel.
"Well," Catty blushed. "Nothing happened. I just said I love you too-"
"How sweet," Angel and Hermione gushed. "I wish someone liked me !"
"Trust me, someone does," Catty said, than slapped her hands on her mouth. "Oh no..."
"Who? Who? Who?" Hermione demanded. "Who likes me?"
Secretly, Cal wanted to know as well.
"Uh..." Catty whispered something in Hermione's ear, and Hermione cried, "Oh my god! I like him too!"
"It's Harry," Catty said.
"'Harry likes Hermione'!" Cal chanted. "They are soooooooo cute together!"
"But who's my lover?" Angel asked.
"Someone," came Catty's soft reply.