Romantic Quidditch
The month went by rather quickly, and before she knew it, word of the coming Quidditch match had gone around. Quidditch, Ron had explained to her, was the best known sport of the wizard world where a team of seven flew about on broomsticks trying to get a "Quaffle" through three hoops on either end of the field in order to score points for their team.
She had given up altogether on trying to follow him when he said something about the snitch being caught, which in her opinion was just wrong. Sometimes you just had to be the taddle tale and publicly humiliating a snitch wasn't going to make them stop doing it.
Ron had given up trying to explain it to her, and told her that when she got to see the first match it would make more sense.
When the time for the match finally did roll around, Penny had turned her acquaintances into fast friends, and her enemies into serious enemies. She could not imagine ever speaking to Draco Malfoy on friendly terms.
It was to her great surprise then, that Malfoy approached her the afternoon before the Quidditch game and asked her if she'd be willing to accompany him to the Yuletide Ball. She hesitated, but figured that an eye into an unknown world would not hurt. Her answer was a confident yes, and Malfoy's grin concerned her as he walked away, his friends Crabbe and Goyle both snickering on either side of him.
She wondered what that was all about as she walked to the Quidditch Pitch, and moved up into the stands with Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottum, two of the other members of the "Followers of Harry Potter" group. She wondered what was so special about him that he had gained such a following.
It was halfway through the match, while she watched intently from the stands, that it dawned on her why Malfoy would ask her to the ball. He wanted to make someone jealous..but who would be jealous of a boy who took a first year orphan to the ball? She asked herself the same question repeatedly throughout the rest of the evening. What was she to do? Could she back out of it?
Luna looked at her oddly as she mumbled something under her breath, and Neville totally ignored that she was even there. She shrugged, and turned her attention back to the Quidditch match, but the idea of Draco Malfoy asking her to the Yuletide Ball was a bit amazing and lingered in her mind over the next two months.
The month went by rather quickly, and before she knew it, word of the coming Quidditch match had gone around. Quidditch, Ron had explained to her, was the best known sport of the wizard world where a team of seven flew about on broomsticks trying to get a "Quaffle" through three hoops on either end of the field in order to score points for their team.
She had given up altogether on trying to follow him when he said something about the snitch being caught, which in her opinion was just wrong. Sometimes you just had to be the taddle tale and publicly humiliating a snitch wasn't going to make them stop doing it.
Ron had given up trying to explain it to her, and told her that when she got to see the first match it would make more sense.
When the time for the match finally did roll around, Penny had turned her acquaintances into fast friends, and her enemies into serious enemies. She could not imagine ever speaking to Draco Malfoy on friendly terms.
It was to her great surprise then, that Malfoy approached her the afternoon before the Quidditch game and asked her if she'd be willing to accompany him to the Yuletide Ball. She hesitated, but figured that an eye into an unknown world would not hurt. Her answer was a confident yes, and Malfoy's grin concerned her as he walked away, his friends Crabbe and Goyle both snickering on either side of him.
She wondered what that was all about as she walked to the Quidditch Pitch, and moved up into the stands with Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottum, two of the other members of the "Followers of Harry Potter" group. She wondered what was so special about him that he had gained such a following.
It was halfway through the match, while she watched intently from the stands, that it dawned on her why Malfoy would ask her to the ball. He wanted to make someone jealous..but who would be jealous of a boy who took a first year orphan to the ball? She asked herself the same question repeatedly throughout the rest of the evening. What was she to do? Could she back out of it?
Luna looked at her oddly as she mumbled something under her breath, and Neville totally ignored that she was even there. She shrugged, and turned her attention back to the Quidditch match, but the idea of Draco Malfoy asking her to the Yuletide Ball was a bit amazing and lingered in her mind over the next two months.