Chapter 8
"So! Where'd you and lover boy go last night?" Alexa plopped down next to Eliza at breakfast the next morning, obviously very energized.
"Ok, first, he's not my 'lover boy.' Just wanted everyone to know that." She emphasized, looking at all the girls around her. The boys were sitting at the other side of the table a ways down, discussing Quidditch no doubt.
"Oh yea right! Why else would he come into the girls dorms. He's never done that for me or any other girl for that matter." Hermione pointed out.
"Well maybe he's gay then!" Eliza snapped, sick of hearing about Harry being her new "boyfriend."
"Whatever." The table said in unison.
"He is WAY too hott to be gay." Lavender Brown added with a smirk.
Eliza groaned inwardly. How immature can you get?
"So anyway, where were you?" Alexa repeated her question from ealier.
"He took me to the Quidditch pitch and. taught me how to fly." Eliza said hesitantly.
A chorus of "ooh"s and "ahh"s were heard coming from then table and then one big resounding "awww!"
"What is so 'aww' about that? It was not romantic at all. He was just trying to make me feel welcome." Eliza defended.
"Well, he must be trying to make me feel unwelcome then, cuz I don't see him trying to give me flying lessons. Are you sure that's all you two were doing last night?" Alexa probed.
"Why don't you ask someone who saw it all?" A voice came from behind them.
All the girls whipped around to face the owner of the voice, Draco Malfoy.
Eliza thought she would puke.
"What would you know Malfoy? You stalking Eliza or something?" Hermione questioned.
"Perhaps." Came the quick reply.
'Yes I am definetly going to puke now.' Eliza thought, totally disgusted by the thought of Draco Malfoy following her around everywhere.
"Okay ladies, I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut your little conversation short here. A word Ms. Dishque?" He asked, extending his hand.
Eliza looked from his eyes, to his hand, then back again.
"Anything you have to say to me can be said in front of my friends." Eliza said proudly.
He slowly lowered his hand and without breaking eye contact replied:
"Well, if you want all your. friends. to know about what you and Potter were really up to last night, then why not?"
He started to sit down but paused when Alexa piped up:
"We don't want your pig faced lies around here Malfoy, so bugger off."
Draco put on a look of mock terror on his face.
"Oh you frighten me so much, girl-who-stumped-the-sorting-hat! Watch me flee in terror! Are you ready to go yet Dishque?" He asked getting impatient.
Eliza slowly stood from her seat, going against the pleas of her friends.
"Let's go."
"Wonderful."
Draco came up, wrapping his arm protectively over her shoulder, sending a look at someone over her shoulder. She assumed it was Harry receiving the look.
They walked out of the Great Hall and into the entrance hall where Eliza promptly asked:
"Now now Draco, wouldn't your little girlfriend be so upset to know you're draping yourself all over another girl?"
A look of pure horror and disgust came over Draco's face.
"That girl is NOT nor has she EVER been my girlfriend."
"No no, let me guess, nor will she EVER be your girlfriend, right?"
Draco nodded looking around for any sign Luna.
"You are so predictable, you know that right?" Eliza stated a fact more than asked a question.
He just looked at her, obviously not quite understanding where she was going.
"I knew exactly what you were going to say. Doesn't that count as predictable?"
"I suppose. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about."
"Well then get to the point, I do have a life you know." Eliza said impatiently.
"I saw you and Potter last night. Getting comfortable with your new 'friends' eh?" He suggested.
"That's none of your business, so keep your pointy nose out of it."
Draco quickly put a hand over his nose.
"Oh do you really think it's that bad? I mean, I've been thinking of getting it magically shrunk for some time now." He said in a very high girly voice.
Eliza was shocked. This guy could actually crack a joke? She gazed up at him and before she could stop herself she was giggling uncontrollably.
Draco looked rather pleased with himself for breaking the ice between them.
"So what are you wanting Draco?" Eliza asked once she had stopped laughing.
"I'm proposing this, you give me a chance, to make you fall head over heels in love with me, and I won't tell anyone that you're with Potter."
"But I'm not."
"Yea, yea, you do you're part, I'll do mine." He interrupted.
"So, what exactly do you want Draco?"
"A date."
"So! Where'd you and lover boy go last night?" Alexa plopped down next to Eliza at breakfast the next morning, obviously very energized.
"Ok, first, he's not my 'lover boy.' Just wanted everyone to know that." She emphasized, looking at all the girls around her. The boys were sitting at the other side of the table a ways down, discussing Quidditch no doubt.
"Oh yea right! Why else would he come into the girls dorms. He's never done that for me or any other girl for that matter." Hermione pointed out.
"Well maybe he's gay then!" Eliza snapped, sick of hearing about Harry being her new "boyfriend."
"Whatever." The table said in unison.
"He is WAY too hott to be gay." Lavender Brown added with a smirk.
Eliza groaned inwardly. How immature can you get?
"So anyway, where were you?" Alexa repeated her question from ealier.
"He took me to the Quidditch pitch and. taught me how to fly." Eliza said hesitantly.
A chorus of "ooh"s and "ahh"s were heard coming from then table and then one big resounding "awww!"
"What is so 'aww' about that? It was not romantic at all. He was just trying to make me feel welcome." Eliza defended.
"Well, he must be trying to make me feel unwelcome then, cuz I don't see him trying to give me flying lessons. Are you sure that's all you two were doing last night?" Alexa probed.
"Why don't you ask someone who saw it all?" A voice came from behind them.
All the girls whipped around to face the owner of the voice, Draco Malfoy.
Eliza thought she would puke.
"What would you know Malfoy? You stalking Eliza or something?" Hermione questioned.
"Perhaps." Came the quick reply.
'Yes I am definetly going to puke now.' Eliza thought, totally disgusted by the thought of Draco Malfoy following her around everywhere.
"Okay ladies, I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut your little conversation short here. A word Ms. Dishque?" He asked, extending his hand.
Eliza looked from his eyes, to his hand, then back again.
"Anything you have to say to me can be said in front of my friends." Eliza said proudly.
He slowly lowered his hand and without breaking eye contact replied:
"Well, if you want all your. friends. to know about what you and Potter were really up to last night, then why not?"
He started to sit down but paused when Alexa piped up:
"We don't want your pig faced lies around here Malfoy, so bugger off."
Draco put on a look of mock terror on his face.
"Oh you frighten me so much, girl-who-stumped-the-sorting-hat! Watch me flee in terror! Are you ready to go yet Dishque?" He asked getting impatient.
Eliza slowly stood from her seat, going against the pleas of her friends.
"Let's go."
"Wonderful."
Draco came up, wrapping his arm protectively over her shoulder, sending a look at someone over her shoulder. She assumed it was Harry receiving the look.
They walked out of the Great Hall and into the entrance hall where Eliza promptly asked:
"Now now Draco, wouldn't your little girlfriend be so upset to know you're draping yourself all over another girl?"
A look of pure horror and disgust came over Draco's face.
"That girl is NOT nor has she EVER been my girlfriend."
"No no, let me guess, nor will she EVER be your girlfriend, right?"
Draco nodded looking around for any sign Luna.
"You are so predictable, you know that right?" Eliza stated a fact more than asked a question.
He just looked at her, obviously not quite understanding where she was going.
"I knew exactly what you were going to say. Doesn't that count as predictable?"
"I suppose. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about."
"Well then get to the point, I do have a life you know." Eliza said impatiently.
"I saw you and Potter last night. Getting comfortable with your new 'friends' eh?" He suggested.
"That's none of your business, so keep your pointy nose out of it."
Draco quickly put a hand over his nose.
"Oh do you really think it's that bad? I mean, I've been thinking of getting it magically shrunk for some time now." He said in a very high girly voice.
Eliza was shocked. This guy could actually crack a joke? She gazed up at him and before she could stop herself she was giggling uncontrollably.
Draco looked rather pleased with himself for breaking the ice between them.
"So what are you wanting Draco?" Eliza asked once she had stopped laughing.
"I'm proposing this, you give me a chance, to make you fall head over heels in love with me, and I won't tell anyone that you're with Potter."
"But I'm not."
"Yea, yea, you do you're part, I'll do mine." He interrupted.
"So, what exactly do you want Draco?"
"A date."