Catherine was on her way to the library. She could feel her palms getting sweaty. What the heck, she thought. I have no reason to be nervous. It is just Zabini and Malfoy. When she thought of his name she felt her lips rise into a smile. Catherine then immediatly hit herself on the head. A couple of second year boys walking down the hall gave her a weird look. Catherine began to step a little bit faster.
When she got to the library, she saw Zabini and Draco. Her heart began to beat a little faster. Draco was sitting at a table with a couple books in front of him and he was writing. Zabini was sitting next to him, staring out into space. Slytherin boys are so cute!
"Uh, hey!" Catherine managed to get out. Her face began to get hot as she looked over at Draco. He didn't look up at all, and Zabini rolled his eyes. What the hell, Catherine thought. She shrugged it off and sat down next to Zabini. Dead silence for a couple minutes. Awkwardness.
"So...Are we going to start?" Catherine asked.
"I'll take that as a no." Catherine took a deep breath. "Well, if we aren't going to do anything then-"
"Just shut it, Bruins!" Zabini finally said. Catherine looked taken aback. If he wasn't such a jerk, she might think he looked kind of hot all pissed off and such. But no, that ruined everything. Catherine could feel her temper rising.
"Look, Malfoy here is the potions genius so he is going to do it. I don't want some stupid Gryffindor messing up my Potions grade, alright?" Blaise half yelled, half whispered, if that is possible. Catherine just stared at him. temper rising rapidly. "Can't believe I am wasting my time here with this slut." Okay, that did it.
"What the hell is it with you Slytherin and being such bastards all the time?" Catherine exclaimed.
Blaise looked back at Catherine, startled that she had burst like that. A small smirk began to develop in the corner of his mouth. Catherine looked at him disgusted and shook her head. She had just insulted them and Zabini was amused and Draco hadn't moved a hair.
"You're all right Bruins. I am sorry for snapping at you. And for you information, we are not bastards, we are just," He paused for a moment, " i>competitive /i>." His eyes shifted over to Draco, who, for the first time in the ten minutes they were there, looked up. He glanced at Catherine and then shook his head to Zabini. Zabini just smirked and turned towards Catherine. Draco shook his head one more time and continued to write down the potions essay.
"Alright, what's going on?" Catherine asked. She was so confused with this inner language they had. She felt out of place.
"Well, I guess Malfoy here doesn't want me to tell you about the little class competitions we have each year. The competitions we have are the reason why Malfoy always seems to be the one everyone listens to and follows. And plus, he is rich, but that is besides the point. He has won every competition that we have had over the past five years. Except for last years of course."
"Who won that one?" Catherine asked, who was now interested in the Slytherin lifestyle.
"Well, I did. I kicked poor Malfoys ass," Blaise laughed.
"What were the competitions?"
"Well, first year, it was just who could get the most house points. Malfoy won that one because he was a suck up to Snape. Then second year, it was who could get the most kisses. Third year, it was who could get a girlfriend first. That worked to Malfoy's disadvantage though. Pansy is still obsessing over him.. Fourth year, that was a fun one. Who could snog with the most girls. Malfoy beat me, but not by very much," Catherine looked over at Draco after Zabini said this. She was probably so inexperienced compared to him. He was so out of her league. "Fifth year, the year that i>I /i> won. It was who could shag with the most girls. Slytherin girls only of course." Catherine mouth opened after she said that. She was in shock. Sex? They were betting over sex? She was so glad she wasn't in Slytherine now.
Blaise put his hand under her mouth and closed it. "You're pure aren't you?"
Draco looked up again at Catherine. He looked rather interested in this question. "I-well-you see- That's not any of your business!" She looked over at Draco who had a small smile on his face.
"Yep, you're pure. Don't be embarrased. I admire that. I wish I wouldn't have won that stupid competition, now that I look back on it," Blaise said, as he put his head down. Now he looked really cute, Catherine thought. She just nodded his head to what he was saying. "It was a really stupid thing to do."
"Then why did you do it?" Catherine asked. Wow, she thought. Blaise is really different once you get to know him.
"You know, peer pressure and stuff," he said really sadly, still looking down. "Being a Slytherin isn't the easiest thing. You have to act a certain way or else you get rejected by everyone." He sighed and looked up.
"Hey, what is the competition for this year?" Catherine asked.
"Uh, well, I would tell you, but we swear to tell no one until the competition is over," Blaise replied. Catherine just nodded her head. She looked down towards the ground and she could feel him staring at her. For some reason, she kind of liked that feeling. Zabini staring at her.
"You know, Bru- Catherine. May I call you Catherine?" She just nodded her head. It was strange, hearing him call her by her first name. She had never heard any Slytherin call a Gryffindor by their first name. Well, except for Draco. Which was weird. She had never called him by her first name before. Well at least not outloud. "You know, Catherine, you really are very pretty."
Catherine began to smile and blush. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Malfoy's head shoot up. Oh shit, he thought. She is falling for it hook, line, and sinker. She is so blind!
"Thanks," Catherine said. She could barely look him in the eye now.
"Hey, I want to show you something."
"What?"
"It's a secret. Come with me, it is really amazing," Blaise said pleadingly, taking her hands in his.
"But what about Mal-"
"Oh, he has got it under control, don't you?" Zabini said while turning towards Malfoy, and smiling sweetly. His face said 'you-better-say-yes-or-there-is-going -to-be-a-big-problem'
"Acutally," Draco said looking up, with a serious face, "I don't." Oh great, Draco thought. Time to play hero.
Blaise looked over at him and raised an eyebrow. "Malfoy, it looks to me like you are almost done anyway. You have seven pages done. You only need eight. So me and Catherine will just be off."
"Well, Zabini, if you want to leave so bad, then Bruins can stay here with me."
"No, Malfoy, I think she wants to go with me," he replied while taking, Catherines hand and pointing towards the exit of the library.
Catherine's head was moving back and forth, trying to keep up with what was going on. Were they fighting over her? She would have never dreamed in her whole life that two boys, more less two Slytherin boys, would be fighting over her.
"Why don't we let her choose. Bruins-er Catherine, who are you going to stay with?" Draco asked. He knew she would choose him. At least he hoped she would.
Catherine looked back and forth between the two boys. Why did she have to choose? This was really weird. Amusing, but weird. "Well, I- um-er-Zab -no-Mal- wait I-" Before she could completely choose, Draco punched Zabini in the jaw, picked up his books, grabbed Catherine's hand and began running. What the hell, Catherine thought.
They ran down many different halls, with many students looking at them. Finally they reached an empty hallway and stopped running. Draco looked perfectly fine, and Catherine was huffing and puffing. Woah, I need to get in shape, she thought. Catherine was about to ask him what this was all about but then he put a finger to her lip and started talking.
"Look, I am probably going to get a detention for that. So meet me at the the Room of Requriements again tonight at 10:15. I will explain what just happened. Try being on time," he said with a small smirk. Catherine gave a little laugh.
"Wait, why can't you just tell me now?"
"People would see us talking. The enemy of Potter and the future girlfriend of Potter. What a good match. Now get going before someone sees us."
Harry and Ron were walking to Hagrids Hut. As they drew near, they saw Hermione sitting just outside of it on a stump. Her head was in a book, as always. She then lifted up her head and saw them. Hermione began to wave and a big smile formed on her face.
"Uh, Harry. Are you sure you want to go through with our deal? I mean, you don't have to ask Catherine or-"
"Ron! You are going to ask her!"
Hermione slowly got up and placed her book on the stump. She then ran over to Harry and Ron like she hadn't seen them in months and gave them both very big hugs. Harry and Ron were both surprised after she did this. It was very random.
"Uh, great to see you too Hermione," Harry said with a weird look on his face.
Why did you do that, Hermione thought. Because you wanted to hug Ron without look suspicious, she replied to herself. No! No! That is not true, she thought. Yes, yes, it is. Do no deny it, she replied back. "NO!" she shouted.
"Well, that prooves its. She has gone crazy," Ron said.
"I-well- Oh shut it Ronald. Let's just get going." Idiot, idiot, idiot.
They walked up to Hagrid Hut and knocked the big door. Harry remembered all the interesting things that had happened while he was here. When him and Hermione went back in time, and when he saw a baby dragon. Good ol' days. Inside of Hagrids hut, they could hear rustling. Finally the door opened.
"'Ello Harry, Ron, Hermione. You've finally come to visit me. Come inside, now," Hagrid said when he opened the door.
The three went inside and sat down. His hut looked the same just as it always had. Ron looked over onto the table and saw a copy of the The Daily Prophet. He took it and read the headline. "John Mckimpsey was Murdered with Dark Magic"
"Would you look at this? It took the ministry that long to figure out that he was killed with dark magic! How many other kinds of magic are there that KILL things? It's a bunch of bollucks," Ron said.
"Now, Ron, this be a serious case. They don't want to be making assumptions 'bout these things. You know what happens when you assume. You make a you know what out of me and you."
"Hey Hagrid. I was wondering if you knew anything about that John Mckimpsey guy. I mean, if he lived around here, he must've gone to Hogwarts, right?" Harry asked.
Hermione looked quickly at Harry, then at Ron. She knew that if Harry found out anything about Coluber Castle or anywhere, he was find trouble. Ron looked back at Hermione, sensing what she was thinking about. Hagrid didn't seem to notice the looks that were going around so he told Harry everything he knew about John McKimpsey and Coluber Castle.
"John McKimpsey did go here. He was just a fella' with a lot o' money. He bought the Coluber Castle about fifty years or so ago. Coluber Castle was supposed to be owned by Slytherin at one time," Hagrid said.
"Coluber! Snake. Of course. Coluber means snake in Latin," Hermione said.
"Anyway, Coluber Castle is almost impossible to find. Plus, it is protected by many charms. And it is said that many of the dark creatures live around there. It is very dangerous."
Hagrid said the last words very seriously. For the next couple of seconds it was very quiet. You could probably hear a pin drop. Hagrid sensed the grim feelings in the room and changed the subject. "So how 'ave you been with..."
"Harry, you promised," Hermione said as they left Hagrid's Hut. After and hour of talking about school and quidditch and what not, they finally had to leave. Harry stopped walking. He knew he was about to get another lecture from her.
"I know! I promised! I am not going to go to the castle, you know. I have no clue were it is. Alright?" Harry said.
"Okay. I just have this strange feeling that you and," she started. She then shook her head. "Nevermind. Let's just get back inside."
Once again, Catherine was roaming the halls of Hogwarts. This time she was able to do it a little faster because she knew exactly where she was going. Luckily, on her way there, she did not run into any teachers. She thought she might because one of the paintings almost started yelling at her.
Finally she reached her destination. She opened the door and saw Draco comfortably sitting in a black armchair. Of course it's black, she thought. It's the only color he wears. She looked aroud the room and saw that it looked almost the same, with a few minor changes.
"Wow," Draco said. Catherine gave him a quizzical stare. "You are two minutes early."
Catherine laughed and said, "Oh, shut up!"
She walked over to the black chair and plopped down on it. It was very comfortable. Catherine began nodding her head. "This is a good chair. Anyways, what's up?"
"Well, nothin really. Just finished the detention. It wasn't that much fun-"
"I meant with what you had to tell me..."
"Oh. Alright, well, you were right today when you said Slytherins are bastards. The reason Zabini couldn't tell you what the competition was, is because it involves Gryffindors. Gryffindor girls, well unless the Slytherin guy is gay. Anyways, the competition for this year is who can shag with the most Gryffindors. So if any Slytherin guy is acting nice towards you, slap him across the face."
Catherine got a crazy smile on her face. She then put her hand up, as if she was going to slap him across the face
"Hey, hey, except me," he said with a smile. "So how are things going with Pothead?"
"I wish you would stop calling him that."
"I'm sorry." Woah, he just apologized, sincerely, Catherin thought. Weird.
"Well, things are alright. We stay up everynight, talking. I know him, inside out. It's weird though. I feel like I should like him, but I don't."
"Sometimes that happens because you like someone else. Maybe even someone you don't think you should like."
Catherine looked up at Draco and felt her heart beating rapidly. For a couple minutes it was silent. It wasn't an awkward silence or anything, it was more like perfect silence. Catherine felt herself gently bite her lip. She took a deep breath.
"Well, I should go now. We have a divinations test tomorrow, so we should both get some sleep."
Catherine got up and slowly walked towards the door. Half of her wanted to leave and half of her wanted to stay and talk with him some more. Mind vs. Heart. Hate those. She lingered at the door, wishing that he would say something to call her back.
"Catherine..." he finally said. She quickly turned around and looked at him with hopeful eyes. She could feel her heart beating one hundred miles per hour. Draco walked over to her. He then began to have a loss of words.
"I-uh, well, Goodnight," he said with a smile. That was pathetic, he thought.
"Goodnight," she replied, smiling. "Draco." And then she walked out door.
Draco was in shock when she had used his first name. Not very many people did that. The few who did were either family members or Slytherins. No Gryffindor had ever called him Draco. He kind of liked it when she said it. Draco then thought of the hug they had. When it came, for some reasion he felt chills go up and down his spine. He had never felt that with any of the girls he had dated.
Draco began to yawn. He decided it was best to stop thinking about Catherine, before he started to have real feelings for her. He made his way to the Slytherin Common Room and collapsed onto the sofa. It had a been a very long day and he was worn out. He was about to fall asleep when he heard a familiar voice call his name.
"Oh Draco," Someone said in a sing songy voice.
He looked up and saw a girl. His vision was a bit blurry because he was so tired. He rubbed his eyes and saw who it was. She had long, wavy, brownish-red hair that went down to her waist. She was wearing a light green silky robe. Draco had a feeling he was going to find out if she was wearing anything under it pretty soon.
"Alicia, what are you doing?" He asked. (Alicia is his ex-girlfriend if you don't remember)
"Why I am seducing you, of course."
Alicia walked over to the couch and sat down next to Draco. In doing so, she revealed her whole left leg to him. She gave a little giggle and began to bat her eyes. This girl was trying way to hard.
"Alicia, we broke up. We aren't together anymore," he told her.
"Are you telling me you don't find me attractive anymore?" she asked.
"Well, actually, yes I am," he replied, surprised at what he had said. He didn't really realize it until now. This was who she really was. A whore. He got up and began walking towards the boys dorms.
"There's someone else, isn't there?"
Right when she said this, Catherine had popped into his head. A small smiled formed on his face. Alicia was staring at him for some sort of answer. Instead he just turned around and said goodnight to her. For the first time in his life, he got butterflies in his stomach. He just wanted to lay in bed and enjoy this feeling.
Catherine walked down the halls, her heart beating, and her face burning. Idiot, she thought. I should've done something, said something. nyah! While she was entrapped in her thoughts, she didn't realize that someone was watching her. She didn't even a second sound of footsteps which followed close behind her. She was so focused on her love life, if you could call it that. Suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth to muffle her scream. What was weird about the whole thing was she didn't even see anyone in front of her. Finally Harry's head appeared out of nowhere. He had a big smile on his face, like he was just happy to see her.
"You know, you need to be more alert when your roaming the hallways by yourself. With all the precautions going on now, you never know if someone could just kidnap you."
"Well, if the kidnapper is you, then I don't have to worry. I could take you," Catherine said with a smile.
Harry pretended to look like he was hurt. "Hey, what are you doing out here in the halls by yourself anyways? It's past curfew."
"I should ask you the same question."
"Well, I just had to do a little bit of research so that Hermione wouldn't start freaking out on me. Hagrid gave us a little more information on Coluber Castle. Hey, we should get back now. Get under the blanket with me."
"Hmm, maybe you should've said that a tad differently," Catherine said laughing.
"Invisibility cloak. It is too late to be saying big words like that."
"Oh thats right, your dyslexia might kick in."
"Haha, okay you win."
Catherine got underneath the cloak and Harry grabbed her hand. He looked over at her and smiled. She stared into his eyes, and saw that they were sparkling. She quickly looked down. It was weird getting a look like that. She wished Draco would look at her like that. But she didn't realize that he already did.
"You did excellent Ron! And you did too Harry!" Hermione exclaimed as she hugged Ron.
The Gryffindor quidditch team had just beat Slytherins 250-100. Ron had scored 40 of those points and Ginny scored 10. The game lasted about one hour. For the last couple of minutes, Harry and Draco were head in head. It came close and then everyone thought Draco had it, but then Harry gained speed at the last second and grabbed the snitch.
The look on Dracos face after the game killed Catherine. All she wanted to do was to go and give him a hug and tell him it was okay and that he did great. But she knew she couldn't. It sucked having a crush that she couldn't tell to anyone or even show any kind of affection to. She felt like she was juliet from Romeo and Juliet, except he didn't like her back, and she didn't have a sleeping potion. But she did have a guy she was kind of obligated to be with. Catherine started zoning off into her own little world and imagined her life being exciting. Well, her life is pretty exciting, but more romantic. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were staring at her while they were walking.
"Is she alright?" Ron asked.
"Umm, I don't know," Harry replied.
Catherine was imaging Draco grabbing her by the waist to save her from an evil madman riding a broom straight towards her. While trying to save her, he fell on top of her. It felt so real. Wait, it was real. Catherine zoned back into reality and saw brown,shaggy hair instead of the platinum blonde hair she had been dreaming of.
"Catherine, are you crazy? You almost got hit by the whomping willow!" Harry said, as he was still on top of her.
"How did I get here?" she asked.
"I don't know. You were just walking and you weren't paying attention to anything we were trying to say to you."
"Oh. Well, thanks. For saving me from a tree," Catherine replied. She started laughing after she realized how stupid that just sounded.
"Well, when you put it like that, it doesn't sound so heroic. But you're welcome."
Catherine gave out a little giggle and looked at this guy who had become her best friend. She could see the little sparkle that lay in his eyes and the strange smile on his face. She immediatly began to feel uncomfortable. He was looking at her with googly eyes and he was lying on top of her. This could only mean one thing. Uh-oh, she thought.
Harry brushed his hand over her face to move strands of her hair out of her eyes. He thought she was truly beautiful, since the very moment he saw her. It was like love at first sight, he thought. What he did next was completely out of his control. His heart was trying to take over his brain and until now, it had failed.His heart was pounding hard in his chest, but he couldn't keep his heading from slowly moving forward.
Catherine began to panic but was unable to move because of the heavy weight on top of her. She was also in a bit of a shock and she was frozen. This was it, she thought. This is how I am going to get my first kiss! Off some stupid love potion...
Finally, his lips met hers. His lips were soft and warm. That's how she had imagined they would be like. She knew this moment was going to come, but it still took her by surprise. He tasted like cinnamon and sugar. She kind of liked it. She had thought that it would be weird to her, but it wasn't. Catherine began to kiss him back and she felt her heart flutter. She wasn't even aware that anyone was watching them.
Draco Malfoy was walking from the Slytherin locker rooms. He had decided that he was going to take a long walk around Hogwarts to try to get his mind off of the game, but it did not work. The whole time, he thought about what had just happened. He had come so close, but in the end Potter won. He always did. It was then he turned a corner and saw Catherine and Harry. He didn't think his day could get any worse at this point. When he saw them, he felt his heart drop into his stomach. He immediatly turned around and began walking. Now my life couldnt get any worse...
"Oh Drakie Poo!"
Dammit! I have got to stop thinking that
"I have been looking for you all around Hogwarts! Aaaw. Drakie, are you sad? Well, it's okay!" she said as she hugged him. "Now come on! It's almost time for dinner and then the Halloween party will be after that!" Pansy grabbed his hand and started running down the hall.
"Chug, chug, chug, chug..." ranted the crowd at the Halloween party. Of course, the butterbeer drinking contest had started. The fight to see who could drink four glasses of butterbeer the fastest. It used to be who could drink the most butterbeers, but it never fared so well for the winner. They were either passed out somewhere or trying hit on Snape...I think that is enough to make them change the rules.
Hermione walked passed the table of goons and shook her head. She looked over and saw Ron talking to Lavendar. It looked like they were having a good time. She quickly turned her head, not wanting to look at them. She couldn't understand why she did not want to watch. Or at least she couldn't believe why she didn't want to look at them. Hermione bagan to feel woozy in her head. She hadn't had any alcoholic beverages, so this was strange to her. All of a sudden images began appearing in her. She recognized them as the same ones she had dreamt of on the train coming to Hogwarts. The dark dungeun, Catherine, Harry, Malfoy. All of a sudden she felt herself falling. Her eyes were closed and it all felt like another dream. She felt her head hit the ground, and then she felt someone pick her up. But for some reason she couldn't open her eyes. The images just kept running though her head.
"Miss Granger..."
Harry was sitting on his bed. He wasn't sure if he wanted to go out to the party yet or if he should just stay inside. After the kiss he had shared with Catherine, she had told him she needed to go to her dorm. He offered to go with her, but she said he didn't have to. His heart couldn't stop pounding on his chest. Perhaps that was a good thing though, for if it didn't beat, he would be dead. He finally decided it was best to go join the others at the party. Right when he opened the door, Catherines hand came to his face.
"Oh! I am so sorry. I was about to knock when you opened the door! I-I didn't mean to. Are you okay?" Catherine asked. Ah, I am rambling, she thought.
"I'm alright," he replied, holding his nose. Awkward silence. Harry cleared his throat and asked, "So, are you going to the party?"
"Uh, yeah. Are you?"
"I guess," Harry said. this is a great conversation. he thought. He took a deep breath and said, "Look I am sorry about earlier today."
"What? Oh, well, you don't have to be sorry about that." Catherine could feel her heart begin to pound on her chest.
Harry looked up at her and began to smile. Catherine started to smile also. She then got up and took his hand. "Come on, everyone is at the party. Let's go!"
Hermione slowly opened her eyes. She looked around and noticed that she was in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. She had almost no idea how she had gotten there. Did she get that wasted at the party? That couldn't have been it though, because she didn't even remember drinking. Okay then, maybe she did get that wasted.
"Aah Miss Granger. Finally awake. You took quite a fall."
"Professor Nieto? What happened?"
"I was walking around at the little party and then I saw you faint. Do you remember anything? Did you see anything?"
"Well, there were a lot of students drinking butterbeer and then Matthew Bollen was picking his nose..eew," Hermione started.
"No, I mean, in your head. Did you see any images or visions?"
"Visions?" Hermione asked. Even though she knew exactly what he meant. He must know, somehow. Maybe she should tell him. Or maybe not. Seeing how the last couple of Defense Against the Dark Art teachers have been bred for evil, it might be best to keep her mouth shut.
"Yes. You see, one of my friends had visions and one time he fell the way you did. That was no faint. You were standing with your eyes closed a good 2 minutes before you actually fell."
"I-I was dizzy. I was trying to - well - focus?"
"Is that an answer or a question?" Hermione just stared at him.
"Okay, well I might of seen something. But it wasn't that important. It was just my friends and me walking in Hogsmeade, " she lied. Professor Nieto looked at her. But he couldn't read her face. If it was something that frivolous she wouldn't have tried so hard to hide it. He just nodded his head. She got up to leave.
"You know, you can tell me anything. And it isn't smart to hide somethings."
"I know."
Hermione walked out of the door and began to wonder if she should have told him. I can handle this she thought. I just have to keep on eye on Harry and Catherine.
"Yule Ball asking season had finally come. It was a competition between all males and all females. The rules were there were no rules. Each person had to strive for themself. Flirting strategies had become so complicated. Each person planned five people ahead. Lets speculate.
"Okay so if Marsha tells him that he looks really cute with his hair like that and then Tina says that she loves his shirt, I guess I could try to beat them all by asking him to walk with me to class and then complimenting him on everything. Oh my gosh, look at Jennifer! She is totally all over him now! Gotta replan now!"
Wow, there is no planning in this game. And the players and getting smaller and smaller. Yes folks this will be a great season!"
"Oh shut up Ron!" Hermione said laughing. She lightly tapped him on the shoulder. Thats right, she was in on the game too.
"Come on. You have to agree with that though. All the guys are trying to come up with these eratic idea of how to ask the girls and the girls are trying to figure out how to get the guy they want. Its ridiculous."
"It is not ridiculous! It's cute. A guy going through all that trouble just to ask you to a dance."
"Oh, so you would like someone to go all out to ask you to the dance?"
"Well duh! Every girl here would! Like look at Seamus. During one of Ginny's classes and she had to perform a spell, the words, 'Will you go to Yule Ball with me? Love, Seamus.' appeared out of her wand."
"And thats cute?"
"Well its something."
"Alright then..."
Catherine looked around the Great Hall. She couldn't find Harry anywhere. She then managed to catch eyes with Draco. It seemed whenever their eyes locked, he would suddenly look away. She had barely spoke to him over the past month. Ever since the buzz went out that her and Harry were 'official', whatever that meant. Even his rude remarks didn't seem so rude. She shrugged him off of her mind and turned back to Hermione and Ron.
"Hey, have you guys seen Harry? He ususally isn't one to miss a meal."
"Umm, I will be right back," Ron said. He got up and left the Great Hall. Hermione and Catherine just stared at eachother.
"Do you have any idea what's going on?" Hermione asked Catherine. She just shook her head. Suddenly all the lights in the Great Hall went off.
"Oh Merlin. Catherine look up at the ceiling!"
There were many stars on the Great Hall ceiling with neon yellow lines connecting them. It read "Catherine will you go to the Yule Ball with me? Love, Harry' and 'Hermione will you go to the Yule Ball with me? Love, Ron'. Hermione and Catherines faces turned bright red. Luckily it was dark and no one could see. The whole Hall started cheering and whistling, except for the Slytherins.
Draco looked down. Ever since she got together with Harry, he had felt like someone stabbed him in the heart. He knew that she would eventually date Harry, but he didn't know he would feel so bad. Get over it. You're a Malfoy. You could have any other girl you wanted. He took a sip of his orange juice and left the hall.