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A/N: If you're wondering where Draco and Pansy are, they are at Hogsmeade. I wont be mentioning it in the story so I decided to inform you guys here. ENJOY!!!
Chapter Nine: The Biggest Mistake---
Draco groaned heatedly as Pansy clutched his arm firmly around hers. He looked at her eager face with pure disgust.
"For the fifth and the last time, Parkinson, where the hell are we going?!"
Pansy sighed and stared at him. "Draco, how am I gonna surprise you if you keep on asking me?" she whined.
"I don't want a surprise!" Draco gritted his teeth. He yanked his arm away from her grasp vigorously. "And besides, I don't even want to come."
Pansy just blinked and smiled. "That's all right."
Draco stopped in his tracks. "Really?" he asked, not daring to believe it.
"Well, yes," Pansy stated, nodding thoughtfully. "But of course, there has to be a reason…"
"A reason?"
"…a very reasonable reason to tell your father."
Draco was fuming with anger. He shot deadly daggers at Pansy. "You bitch, you bitch, you bitch…" Draco whispered to himself.
"Coming, Draco?" Pansy said in a sickly sweet voice, batting her eyebrows up at him.
Draco stared at her with loathe and great dislike. He didn't have any choice but to follow her unwillingly, strolling slowly behind her.
"Hurry up, Draco!" Pansy snapped impatiently as they got near a side road full of bars and bistros. "Don't waste my precious time!"
Draco scowled grudgingly at her. "Watch it, Parkinson. My repugnance level is just below my patience level," he fumed.
Pansy didn't answer him. Instead, she once again clutched Draco's arm and pulled him in a bar. She looked around and finally spotted what she was looking for. She hurried off to a big, round table with five girls. She beckoned Draco to come and join them.
Ugh, I can't believe this is happening! Draco thought horribly as he stared at the table full of giggling [pretty???] girls. He staggered reluctantly over to the table and stood as far away as possible.
"Hey girls, this is my friend, Draco Malfoy," Pansy said, winking at the teenagers. The girls exchanged an approving and astonished look.
Draco turned away slightly and rolled his eyes. Pansy continued.
"This is Kate [she pointed to a rebellious-looking girl with short, black hair], this is Anna [she indicated the girl who's most likely the slut of the group], this is Sal [she directed to a girl with blonde hair who winked at him and received a spank from Anna], this is Jackie [a introverted girl nodded timidly] and this is Georgina."
Draco sucked his breath in and out slowly at the sight of Georgina. She was a slender girl with auburn waves and chocolate brown eyes with a resemblance of someone that made his heartbeat in a rate that was faster than the usual.
Virginia Weasley.
That girl who was in her room, terribly unwell, and was waiting for him to come and visit her.
Guilt and remorse passed over him. He pushed his chair and suddenly stood up which caused Pansy and the girls to look at him surprisingly.
"Where are you going, Draco?" hissed Pansy.
"Out," Draco said blankly.
"What?"
"I said, OUT."
"Why?"
Draco sighed, feeling trapped and defeated. "Oh, never mind."
He sat back on his seat beside Pansy and Anna. In front him was Georgina who smiled brightly at him.
Draco felt his insides turn. He ignored her and looked at the table as the girls tried to make a civil conversation with him.
Sal opened his mouth but Anna cut him off. "So, Draco, how old are you?"
Draco impeded a yawn. "Sixteen."
"What subject are you best in?" Sal asked.
"Potions."
"Me too," Jackie said vacantly. Draco looked at her and she looked back at him impassively, which made him uneasy.
"Which Quidditch team do you like?"
"What are your favorite pastimes?"
"Are you going out with someone?"
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
"Are you, like, a virgin?"
The last question blew the mind off him. It was Kate who fired out that odd question, Kate who was supposed to be the rebel one. Draco's breath drew faster. He looked around the table frantically. Who are these freaking weird people? Why am I here???
He stood up and muttered hasty, "I'll be back" then ran to the corner of the bar. He was running quickly that everything that passed was a blur. He halted into a stop when he reached the counter. He leaned his hands and shook his head.
He abhorred the fact that he was here in this goddamn bar.
He abhorred the fact that he came with Pansy and was surrounded by a group of sick, idiotic girls.
He absolutely, totally, completely, extremely, entirely, utterly abhorred what was happening right now.
Take a hold of yourself, Malfoy. Don't freak out.
"Can I help you, Sir?" a voice said behind him. He turned around and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Parvati Patil?" he said, smirking. "What are you doing here?"
His eyes flicked over her body and saw that she was wearing a black halter-top that cut low inches before her belly button, a leather miniskirt and boots. His smirked grew wider.
"A waiter? You're a waiter?"
Parvati's cheeks turned crimson from blushing furiously. "What are you doing here?" she groaned.
"You're a waiter???"
"Yes, Malfoy. You don't have to make such a big deal out of it," Parvati snapped.
Draco chuckled softly and didn't reply. "What are you doing here?" Parvati repeated.
"I'm stuck with five dimwitted girls," he managed to grumble. He pointed out to Pansy's table and Parvati nodded.
"Oh."
"Yup."
"Um, Malfoy?"
"Yeah?"
"I know you don't like me and I obviously don't like you," Parvati hesitated, looking nervously at Draco.
Draco didn't seem affected. He waved his hand boringly. "Go on."
Parvati continued, licking her lips anxiously. "When we see each other at Hogwarts tomorrow, can you just, please don't mention this?" she pleaded.
He stared at her distantly then shrugged. "Whatever."
Parvati sighed, relieved. "Thanks, err, Malfoy."
Draco smiled slightly. "Now get me a butterbeer, your strongest one and make it quick!" he demanded, his old self-back.
Parvati rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Coming right up, sir."
He chuckled as she gave him his order and she scurried away. He sat down at one seat in the counter and drank half of it in one gulp. It was strong all right, that it made him feel tipsy and drowsy at once.
"Uh, Draco?"
He turned around, expecting it to be Parvati. "Ok, ok, I won't tell your damn secret—"
It was Georgina.
He felt his stomach twitch once again but ignored it. "Oh, its you," he said in his coldest voice.
"Um, hi," she said softly.
He drank once again and blinked, staring at her coolly. "What do you want?"
She peeked at his empty mug then to Draco frowned. "You're drunk."
"Oh, nice one Georgina! Didn't know you got it in you."
Georgina winced at the chilliness of his voice. Then her expression change and in a blink of an eyes, the softness was back at her brown eyes.
"Pansy was wondering where you went."
Draco didn't answer her. His eyes flickered over Parvati who was standing at the counter and raised his mug as a sign of an order. She went over and gave him his beer and went back to her work. He drank his mug, set it down with a loud clunk and looked at her. "Did you say anything?" he asked arrogantly.
Georgina was being patient. "I said, Pansy was wondering where you went."
Her patience, kindness and integrity were annoying him. "Tell that cow I'm not coming back!" he growled and started to turn away from her when she spoke up.
"I'm afraid you don't quite understand me, Draco."
"I don't have any plans to understand you and by the way, it's Malfoy," Draco spat superciliously, facing her with a fierce glare.
"Well, Malfoy lets go. Pansy also wants you to come back. And if you don't, Pansy will take all the blame to me, so please." Georgina held her delicate hand in front of him.
He looked at her hand spitefully. "Get your hand away from me and stop wasting your time," he drawled and began to reach for his mug but all of a sudden, Georgina snatched it out of his reach.
He glared at her. "Hey, what did you do that for?"
"You can drink there," Georgina tried to reason out, sounding desperate.
"I wanna drink in here, give me that back," Draco growled, reaching out for his mug.
Georgina backed away and stared at his eyes determinedly. "No, unless you come with me. Pansy's very furious."
"Do you think I care?" Draco snarled, standing up flippantly, feeling dizzy. "Give me that back!"
Draco took a step forward, not noticing a bottle lying in front of him, ending up tripping and falling towards Georgina. In an instant, they were lying on the floor, Georgina on the bottom and Draco on top.
He felt her breath on his cheek and his arms were at her waist. He stared deeply in her eyes, unaware of what he was doing or what he was about to do.
And what he was about to do was the biggest mistake in his life. He leaned forward and slowly, he captured her sweet, innocent lips. Georgina gasped but didn't move or budge. And before he knew it, he was kissing her passionately, his arms traveling to her sides. Her hands were lying lifelessly on his waist. He opened his eyes slowly but everything welcomed him in a haze. As his sight cleared, the thing he first saw was her red earring. He focused on it.
Red.
Red…
RED…
Blood…
Lips…
Hair…
Virginia Weasley.
And within seconds, everything came clearing back to him. He was kissing Georgina. The girl whom he didn't even know, even her surname. The girl who had much resemblance with Ginny who was lying on her bed, sick. He was kissing her.
He pushed her away roughly. She landed with a loud thump and she winced at him. But he completely ignored her as he stood up and shook his head, trying to clear things.
"God, what's happening?" he mumbled.
"Draco?" Georgina whispered, fear almost visible in her voice.
Draco glared at her. "Shut up, girl. You're a sick, disgusting slut, you know that?" he roared with such anger that she winced again at his voice.
"But you're the one who did it." Georgina looked hurt and offended.
"SHUT UP!"
He started to turn away when he came into a halt, looking horrified and aghast.
Pansy and the other girls were standing in front of them with a look of smug and triumph each written on their faces.
They had obviously seen the whole thing.
His eyes darted back to Pansy and were almost pleading. "How long have you been here?" he asked, just to be sure.
"Long enough to encounter quite a spicy and entertaining scene, don't you think?" she looked at the girls. They smiled wickedly at him.
"Its not what you think…" he began to stammer.
"Right, Draco, right," Pansy said mockingly. She turned to Georgina, "Come."
Georgina stumbled up and followed Pansy out of the bar. Before she left, she cast an apologetic look to him. With that, Draco stood alone, revolted.
"You bitch, you sick little bitch," he cursed Pansy grudgingly.
It's too late now…
All he could hope is that he would reach Ginny before Pansy does.
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That's a long one people! 7 pages!!! I worked hard for this one just so to show much I appreciate your support and encouragement. I hope you review on this one!
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