He was just weird

Tess stared at him. Was he serious?

"What?" She was confused. They had hated each other for as long as she could remember, had something chnaged? Or was it a trap of some sort, to humiliate her again?

The blond tall Slytherin sat down on the teachers desk and looked at her. "Would you like to go to the ball with me?" he repeated, with some amusement in his voice.

Tess just stared at him.

"Well? I know your brain isn't the best, but I haven't got all day you know." Malfoy taunted and drew his fingers through the long blong hair that went in perfect waves against his back.

Tess tried to understand the situation. Draco Malfoy, Slytherins prince, had asked her Theresa Potter, the girl who loved, to the ball that weekend. And after that, he taunted her. There was something that didn't add up.

"I'm not going to the ball Malfoy, so I just have to say no then." she told him and headed to the door. She was about to step out in the corridor when she heard him call after her.

"Ha, nice move Potter, can't go to the ball because you have no style what so ever. What are you scared of Potter?"

Tess stopped and spun around. "I can't se why that woukd be any business of yours." She furmed and started to walk towards him again.

"You are a disaster, you know that Potter? A shame for the purebloods. Dressed up like a poor muggle." He stood and made to leave when Tess stopped him.

"You know what, Draco Malfoy, everyone dosn't like the attention as you do. But I will show you." She walked up to him and stared into his face. "Meet me in the great hall, 19:00 on Saturday, sharp." With those words she walked pat him and left a very odd looking Malfoy after her.

"What did he want?" Hermione asked when Tess sat down besid her in the classroom five minutes later. Tess shook her head. "He was just weird."

"She said yes?" Blasie looked like he was about to feint.

"Yes, thank tou VERY much Zabini, now I have to take a living bloody disaster to the ball!" Draco hissed to him and started to prepare the pepper root for the potion. He threw a look at Potter at the other side of the room. Why had he taunted her for? Couldn't he just shut up? No, he had to insult her, and now she was punishing him.

Blasie let out a small giggle. "This is SO fun!" Snape, who was standing at the desk infornt of them heard Him and walked over to the two boys.

"I'm glad that you're liking my lessons Mr Zabini, but I suggest that you start working instead of talking." He smirked at them and walked away, heading for the Weasel and Thomas.

"Shut up Zabini, do you hear me? Who are you going with anyway?" Draco glared at him.

"Oh, I'm going with Pansy, who else?" They heard Nott groaning behind them. "Wgat, she is good looking, better than Potter anyway."

"SHUT UP!"

Snapes voice was heard from behind Draco. "Five points from Slytherin Mr Malfiy, start working."

Tess walked from her last lesson for the day, charms. She held her book in ger arms and thought about what Malfoy had said to her bedore. Did she relly look that horrible? Not that she cared, but it was painful to hear him say it anyway.

She knew she could look better than she did now, but she had never thought of herself as anything other than a normal girl with a normal look. She could do an effort on hre clothing if she wanted to, but otherwise, there would be no difference.

She heard someone call her name. "Tess, wait up mate!" It was Ron who came running behind her. "Hey, whats up with you tosay? You have been so, I don't know? Weird?"

Tess smiled a sad smile. "Thanks Ron." She started walking again. "No, seriously, whats up with you?" Tess shook her head.

"I'm just tired, thats all." Ron snorted. "Yeah, and my name is Draco Malfoy." He grabbed her arm and dragged her into an empty classroom.

"Ron, what are you doing?" He locked the door and put a silenting charm on the room. "Spill." Tess glared at him. "It's nothing Ron, believe me!"

Ron sat down on a shair. "Tess, we have known each other for six years, and we have fighted in a war together, you can't fool me."

Tess looked down at her shoes. She was scared for Rons reaction if she told him that she had agreed to go with Malfoy to the ball, but did she have a choice? Pon could react badly, shout at her and walk away, he had done that before.

She hugged her book and sat down in the shait next to her friend and looked at him. "I don't want you to be mad at me."

Ron knew the girl befoe him, more than anyone else, better than Dean, better than Hermione and the other girls, better than she knew herself. Tess was like a sister to him. He knew her like he knew her own pockets.

Tess always laughed with her friends, she stood up for what she believed in, and helped anyone who asked for it. On the outside, she was a perfect hero. Brave, bright and funny. That was the side of Therese Potter the most people knew. He, on the other hand, knew the young woman on the inside.

On the inside, Tess was afraid, afraid to be left alone. She thought very little of herself, did often discribe herself as weak, and at some points useless. He had, under the years, tried to comfort her, give her pepptalks, but after every summer, she was back to the same state.

Now, she was sitting before him, afraid of him being mad at her. He had a hard time to come up with a proper answer to the girl.

"I can't guarantee that I wont be mad at you, but I don't see why I should be anyway." He threw an arm around her sholders and drew her closer. "You can tell me Tess."

She nodded. "Okay...I'm going with Malfoy to the ball."

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