Chapter Four

"Draco?"

Maddy stood at the courtyard, behind the blonde Slytherin.

"Madeline," Draco said monotonously. He turned around to face the girl.

"You alright?" Maddy asked, genuinely concerned.

Draco smiled warmly at her, a lock of his blonde hair falling into his eyes.

"I can tell you're faking, Draco. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

"Draco," Maddy began.

"I'm fine, let's go back, it's getting late," he said, interrupting her.

Maddy shivered as a gust of wind blew, ruffling the leaves of the plants in the courtyard. She hadn't brought her coat along. Regretting it, Maddy braced herself for the cold. Draco stepped over her and

wrapped his coat over her. Maddy looked up at the boy.

"Draco, it's alright, I'm fine."

"Take it, Maddy." And with that, Draco dashed off towards the castle, leaving Maddy, and his coat.

Maddy wrapped the coat around her tighter and watched him dash off.

(Draco's POV)

Sheesh, I can't believe I just gave her my cloak! Now I'm freezing! The boy thought, as he wrapped

his arms tighter around himself.

Why did she make him feel like that whenever she was around him?

Maybe there was something different about her, something nice, something that you love...

Draco froze, letting the truth sink in.

Could it be???

(End POV)

Maddy slowly walked of towards the castle.

"Maddy! Where have you been?" Harry's anxious voice rang out through the common room as

Maddy entered. She had strolled back from the courtyard. Apparently, everyone except Harry seemed

to still be in the Great Hall

"Just hanging out in the library," Maddy countered. As much as she hated lying to Harry, she knew

she had to.

Harry sighed with relief and they sat in the common room, cracking an occasional joke and laughing

over it.

One by one, the students returned and waved hello. They all proceeded to their rooms.

Soon, Maddy and Harry followed suit.

Chapter Five

The next day, Maddy went to her classes with Hermione, Ron and Harry. But it was not 'till dinner at the Great Hall where things went awry...

The clinking of a metal spoon against a crystal goblet, though not loud, but audible to all students as everyone quieted down and faced an elderly man with half-moon glasses and long white hair.

"Students! It is once again time for our annual school dance! This time, things will be a little different. All the boys will ask the girls and the girls," here, was where Dumbledore paused dramatically