New Guy in the Club
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Chapter 3
Harry was back by Ron. "Guess we're giving him our time," he said as he saw his girlfriend dancing a little too close for comfort…for his comfort anyways. "He doesn't have any trouble fitting in at all."
"Come on, she's probably just trying to be friendly, er, nice to him to soften the blow of a new town," said Ron who realized how wrongly the word "friendly" could be taken. He was, after all, supposed to be comforting and encouraging his friend. "Don't get worked up over the new guy. You've kept her for two year. Why would it end now?"
"Eh, I guess you're right," replied Harry feeling a bit better.
The music ended and he saw Hermione ad Draco break apart. She grabbed his hand, saying something and led him over to where they were sitting. She looked much more relaxed compared to how flustered she was after the fast song that she needed a drink after. She turned to the blonde behind her.
"Draco," she said somewhat formally, "This is Harry Potter, who is also my boyfriend and in the 10th grade, same as me and from what I hear, you." She was indicating to the boy closest to them as she said this. He had messy black hair and glasses over his emerald green eyes. Then she turned to the boy next to him. He had bright red hair and freckles. "This is Ron Weasley, our best friend, who is also in our grade." Next to Ron was a smaller girl with the same hair (except much longer, of course) and freckles. "And this is Ginny, Ron's sister who is in 9th grade. Harry, Ron, and Ginny, this is my friend Draco Malfoy, who just moved here and happens to be in the same grade as us…" She glanced at Ginny. "Most of us anyways."
"Yes, and this is the chair, and this is the table, forget anyone else?" said Ron sarcastically at her overly done introduction.
Harry grabbed a pillow off the couch he was sitting on and threw it at Ron's head. "The pillow."
Now, now boys, play nice," scolded Ginny playfully. "Anyways, Draco, where are you from?"
"Well, I've moved around a couple times, but I've always been far up North. My mother always complained that she could never get a good tan up there," he said smirking. The girls giggled and Ginny gave Hermione a look that seemed to say how cute he looked when he did. Hermione agreed by doing a quick tiny nose scrunch while smiling. This put them into another fit of giggles, leaving the boys dumbfounded.
Finally the giggles had subsided and Hermione turned over to the boys. "Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom." Ginny made a comment about also having to go and walked with her.
They got some whistles as they walked across to the other side of the room, but they were all playful. Everyone knew that both girls were taken. Ginny didn't break out until they were safely in the bathroom.
"Oh my God, he is *SO* hot!" she exclaimed as Hermione leaned over the sink to reapply her mascara. "Too bad we're both already taken. And get this. Harry is *totally* jealous! You can tell that Draco's into you. It's OK, we wouldn't make a good couple anyways."
"Slow down there Hun!" exclaimed Hermione. "You really think he likes me? But…I have Harry, right? She sounded uncertain.
"Mione, you only have Harry if you want to. There's nothing holding you there."
"I know."
~*~
Harry turned to Draco after he was sure the girls were in the bathroom.
"You know Hermione's mine, right?" he said almost daringly.
"Yeah," replied Draco smoothly. "Lucky guy you are." Then he muttered, "Unless I take her." He meant this jokingly, though.
"What'd you say?!" Harry was immediately out of his seat and was already facing Draco.
"Nothing! I was just joking!" Draco said in a "what's-you-problem" type of voice. Harry opened his mouth to shoot something back when Hermione showed up, followed by Ginny, and settled for a glare.
"So, did I miss anything while I was gone?" asked Hermione who decided what Ginny said about Harry was true, judging from his glare.
"Well, Harry," began Ron, but he was quickly cut off by Harry.
"Oh, nothing. I just told the joke about the doctor and the dentist…where the dentist gives the girl seven apples for when he went away for a week," he explained to Hermione's questioning look.
As Ginny moved back to her previous seat, Hermione sat in between Harry and Draco, sensing the obvious tension.
They sat for a few minutes in an uncomfortable silence until Draco said, "Did I miss the sign up front that said Quiet Night?"
Hermione looked towards him lazily. "I think we all did. Well, I'm beat, so I'm heading home." She said her goodbyes, hugging Ginny, who she told to call her when she got home; Ron; and Draco, who she held onto just long enough to not look suspicious. Then she gave Harry a quick peck. As she moved to leave, she "accidentally" tripped into Draco, where she slipped her number into his hand. He smirked and raised his eyebrows.
"I'm going to go, too. Make sure you don't fall anymore on your way out," he said still smirking. Harry scowled, hoping they lived in completely separate directions. He watched as Draco followed his girlfriend out of the club.