Draco's POV
I was standing at my mirror hoping that Granger wasn't still mad at me about that kiss.
I have to admit it was damn good; she tasted like cocoa.
Snap out of it, you're just using her don't get caught up.
I went to my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt that said seeker in green words on it.
(Knock/ knock)
Time to go already.
I walk to the door only to meet Blaise's face which looks as if it's on perma grin.
"What are you so happy about mate?" I move to the side to allow him access into my room.
"He asked out Stella" he says as he walks in and sits on the chair in my study.
"Who did what?" I say as I close the door.
It's too early for encrypted codes.
"Weasel asked out Stella this morning, in the great hall as soon as she walked in he ran as fast as a lightning to her"
I started laughing; she had fulfilled both sides of her bargain.
Now that I think about it being on the quidditch team was a small price for all the work she was doing.
"So you got the all clear"
"Yeah Ginny's going to hang out with me today in Hogsmeade"
My mind went back to Hermione was she not going to want to go to the three broomsticks with me after what I did yesterday.
As if she were reading my thoughts
(knock/knock)
I opened it and Hermione was standing there with Ginny.
Hermione was wearing a black shirt that said "shake it like a polaroid picture" and mini skirt, but what really got my attention was her hair. Instead of its usually messy bun it was loose curls that fell well below her collar bone.
I'm going to enjoy this even if it is to destroy her life. I'm definitely going to enjoy this.
Ginny looked beautiful also but her red vivid hair was pulled back by a headband and her attire consisted of a short dark denim skirt with a light blue tank top and black blazer over it.
"Are you two going to stop gawking so we can leave?" Ginny commented.
I immediately picked up my jaw and grabbed my sweatshirt. Then we headed out the door and went to Hogsmeade.
"Okay first order of business" Hermione said as she talked to the committee, "I'd like everyone to introduce themselves, and the house your in. You first", she pointed to a short Asian boy who looked as terrified at the thought of talking in front of so many people.
"Hi my name is Fook Mi, Ravenclaw" everyone started laughing no wonder this kid was embarrassed.
He sat down and the girl next to him got up
"Gracie-lou Freebush, Gryffindor"
"Gaylord Focker, Hufflepuff" more laughing
"Richard Head, Ravenclaw" howling, what the hell is wrong with parents.
"Tabitha Grint, Slytherin"
"Lavender Brown, Gryffindor"
"Tom Townsend, Ravenclaw" are they dating?
"Torrance Humpalot, Hufflepuff"
"I'm sorry I don't have a Torrance on my list is that a middle name" I said as I looked at my list this was going to be priceless.
She glared at me "its Ivana Humpalot but...." She was droned out by the laughter
After it died down the next student spoke
"Alex Felton, Gryffindor"
"Dylan Reynolds, Ravenclaw"
"Natalie Watson, Hufflepuff"
"Emma Stevens, Slytherin"
"Evan Gill, Gryffindor"
"Marigold Shagwell, Ravenclaw" whoa I like her last name
"Rupert Kanicke, Hufflepuff"
"Daniel Watson, Slytherin"
"Stuart Diaz, Gryffindor"
"Stella Diaz, Slytherin" Ron was sitting behind her.
"Isaiah Mortise, Hufflepuff"
"T.J. McMillan, Slytherin"
"Miceala Radcliffe, Ravenclaw"
"Rashad Stiles, Hufflepuff" those four look related
"Harry Potter, Gryffindor" of course, look at who has to make a guest appearance.
"Blaise Zabini, Slytherin"
After the introductions we all decided that cell phones would be a great way for us to communicate and to discuss it with the Professor Monroe.
We also discussed an idea that we could have a night once a week that we could have a muggle movie night.
"Whats a movie?" asked Blaise
"It's a recorded image that muggles use to watch each other" Ginny explained
"Why do we want to watch a bunch of muggles" he quipped
"Because it's the easiest and fastest way to learn about them" Professor Monroe, the muggles studies Professor, came up to our table "I think the muggle movie night is a splendid idea, but where would it be held" she asked.
"In the room of requirement" said St. Potter
Everybody who knew what the room was nodded in agreement, the other nodded anyway.
"Okay but how about instead of just muggle movies, we host like games and some music; just so we can have a feel for it" Miceala said.
"I'll check with Dumbledore and leave you to the rest of your meeting" Professor Monroe walked off.
"Miceala I think that's a great idea" Stella commented to the nervous girl.
Wait you're a Slytherin you're supposed to hate muggles. Something's not right.
As the meeting went on my mind kept drifting back to Stella, she was getting the shitty end of the stick in this whole situation.
I felt someone looking at me and my eyes immediately fell on Stella.
Shit she's an empath she can sense my thoughts.
Stop thinking about it. Clear your mind.
"Meeting adjourned"
Huh? That was quicker than I thought.
Everyone started to file out and I saw Ginny grab Blaise hand and pull him into a kiss.
I then saw weasel rise from his chair anger written all over his face
This should be interesting. Stella was sitting on the chair next to him she waved at me.
Too bad I had to go find Hermione; I saw her exiting out of the pub and was just about to follow her when I heard someone yelling:
"Get your hands off my sister" I turned around and Weasel and Blaise were in an argument.
"No Ron" Ginny steps between Weasel and Blaise "get away from us you're acting like a total fuckass"
"Did you just call me a fuckass?! You can go suck a fuck!"
Ginny looks at her brother with a look of disgust and triumph written on her face "Oh, please, tell me Ron, how exactly does one suck a fuck?!" she said smugly.
Good one, little weaslette. I looked once again at Stella she was smiling to.
I guess she was proud of her handiwork and this was only the beginning
"You know what" Ron says, his face turning a hideously red color, "Fuck this, but when he breaks your heart don't come crying to me"
Ron stomps out the other door pulling a grinning Stella by his side. .
I then noticed Potter, he was staring after Ron, his face was torn between confusion and anger.
One word could describe this moment: Priceless
