Harry was shocked that Malfoy kept going back to the fact that he and
Vanessa were dating. It was obvious to him that Draco was jealous, but it
wasn't to Vanessa. He was surprised that he had picked up on something like
this before the girl. Normally it was them who had the sixth sense about
dating. He sighed, and trudged back to class. 'She'll realize it soon
enough. I hope.'
Draco was upset that Harry and Vanessa were such a great couple, and that Vanessa couldn't see how much he cared for her. 'Why does the one that I really want, no, need, have no clue?' Sighing he had no interest in the class, not even making fun of Hagrid. He sat in silence copying down notes, and occasionally snuck a glance at Vanessa and Potter. He sighed as he watched them giggling with Ron and Hermione, who were about to become an item themselves. He turned his head, and when class was over, walked out with the rest of the students, instead of staying behind to spy on Potter and his gang like he had the past couple of days. 'What's the use? She's hooked on Potter, and I don't have a chance.'
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Vanessa took their time getting their books, waiting until the other people from the class had left, before going up to Hagrid.
"Hello, Hagrid. Sorry we haven't been down to see you lately. Been busy, you know?" Harry told the huge man.
Hagrid let out a deep laugh and said, "S'all right Harry. I understand. By the way, who's your friend here?" He gestured at Vanessa, causing Harry and her to blush.
"This is Vanessa. She just transferred here from America."
"Ah. I got the notice 'bout you las' night. I have trouble remembering things, like new students, and today's follow-up lesson on hippogriffs was so in'tresting." He paused to wink at Harry ".that it never crossed my mind. Nice to meet ya, though, Vanessa." He held out his hand, and Vanessa returned the favor.
Harry watched as Vanessa shook hands with Hagrid, seeing her small hand be swallowed up by his colossal one. Then Hermione cut in, "We are going to be dreadfully late, if we don't leave now. We'll come visit you later, Hagrid. Ok?"
Hagrid, of course, had no problem with this, and as Vanessa and her companions set off, she asked Harry what Hogsmeade was.
"Oh, right. You've never been there. Well, it's a wizarding village, with shops, and places to eat, and everything a 'normal' village would have." Harry finished this, then asked, "Did that make any sense?"
Laughing, Vanessa nodded her head and glanced at her watch. Then she set off at a run, soon to be followed by Harry, Hermione, and Ron. When they arrived, huffing and puffing, to Professor Binns class, they were a few seconds early and rushed to their seats. While Binns rattled off dates and names, and Hermione, the only one who bothered, took notes, while Vanessa doodled on her paper, drawing a horse and rider. She sighed. She used to ride at home, but there was no way she could here.
Draco watched as Harry dragged Vanessa in, and the weasel and mudblood followed. How he loathed Potter. This was war now, and he was going to prove that at Hogsmeade this afternoon. Somehow, he was going to get Vanessa if it killed him, and it just might. Then the bell rang (AN: Assuming they have bells.) and he went down to the dungeon to get his cloak. He returned to the main hall, waiting for everyone else to get there.
Draco was upset that Harry and Vanessa were such a great couple, and that Vanessa couldn't see how much he cared for her. 'Why does the one that I really want, no, need, have no clue?' Sighing he had no interest in the class, not even making fun of Hagrid. He sat in silence copying down notes, and occasionally snuck a glance at Vanessa and Potter. He sighed as he watched them giggling with Ron and Hermione, who were about to become an item themselves. He turned his head, and when class was over, walked out with the rest of the students, instead of staying behind to spy on Potter and his gang like he had the past couple of days. 'What's the use? She's hooked on Potter, and I don't have a chance.'
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Vanessa took their time getting their books, waiting until the other people from the class had left, before going up to Hagrid.
"Hello, Hagrid. Sorry we haven't been down to see you lately. Been busy, you know?" Harry told the huge man.
Hagrid let out a deep laugh and said, "S'all right Harry. I understand. By the way, who's your friend here?" He gestured at Vanessa, causing Harry and her to blush.
"This is Vanessa. She just transferred here from America."
"Ah. I got the notice 'bout you las' night. I have trouble remembering things, like new students, and today's follow-up lesson on hippogriffs was so in'tresting." He paused to wink at Harry ".that it never crossed my mind. Nice to meet ya, though, Vanessa." He held out his hand, and Vanessa returned the favor.
Harry watched as Vanessa shook hands with Hagrid, seeing her small hand be swallowed up by his colossal one. Then Hermione cut in, "We are going to be dreadfully late, if we don't leave now. We'll come visit you later, Hagrid. Ok?"
Hagrid, of course, had no problem with this, and as Vanessa and her companions set off, she asked Harry what Hogsmeade was.
"Oh, right. You've never been there. Well, it's a wizarding village, with shops, and places to eat, and everything a 'normal' village would have." Harry finished this, then asked, "Did that make any sense?"
Laughing, Vanessa nodded her head and glanced at her watch. Then she set off at a run, soon to be followed by Harry, Hermione, and Ron. When they arrived, huffing and puffing, to Professor Binns class, they were a few seconds early and rushed to their seats. While Binns rattled off dates and names, and Hermione, the only one who bothered, took notes, while Vanessa doodled on her paper, drawing a horse and rider. She sighed. She used to ride at home, but there was no way she could here.
Draco watched as Harry dragged Vanessa in, and the weasel and mudblood followed. How he loathed Potter. This was war now, and he was going to prove that at Hogsmeade this afternoon. Somehow, he was going to get Vanessa if it killed him, and it just might. Then the bell rang (AN: Assuming they have bells.) and he went down to the dungeon to get his cloak. He returned to the main hall, waiting for everyone else to get there.