Quinn and I are sitting out at the Quidditch Pitch watching Gryffindor practice, yes neither of us are in that house but we're basically just sitting out here catching up.
"He's just so cute Aspen!" Quinn practically squealed. "Who?" I asked really confused. "Harry Potter." She whisper yelled. "I thought you fancied Cedric?" I questioned. "Oh, I do, but I mean Harry is cute as well." She rambled.
"By the way, who do you fancy?" She asked overly giddy. "No one, we've been over this like a million times Quinn." I said seriously. "I don't believe that, you're just hiding it." She mumbled slightly. "I think Malfoy fancies you." Quinn spoke again out of no where catching me by surprise.
"You've gone mental." I spoke looking at her with a shocked expression. "What, it's just the way he is around you." She shrugged. "What's going on?" Hermione asked as if appearing out of no where. "Quinn here had gone mad saying Malfoy fancies me." I informed her.
"I don't think she's mad, I think that's pretty accurate." Hermione added as she sat down. "You're both mental." I spoke focusing on the people flying around on brooms.
"You're avoiding it." Quinn spoke up again. "Obviously, because it's absurd." I added not changing my focus.
"Hello Hermione, Quinn, Aspen." I hear someone slightly stutter, looking to see Neville awkwardly waving. "Hello Neville." Hermione and I speak. "Hi!" Quinn speaks in her normal perkiness. He accepts our hello's and continued walking.
"Poor Neville he's just so awkward all the time. Even more around girls." Hermione said sadly. "He'll grow out of it. I'm sure. We could also do something to help him with his awkwardness." I spoke. "What are you talking about?" Hermione asked. "Well, we can talk to him more, show him some interest as a person, show him that talking to girls isn't a scary thing." I informed. "Let's see how that works out." Quinn spoke with slight laughter.
Hermione, Quinn, and I moved to sit with Neville, who was completely shocked that we moved to talk to him.
"Hey Neville, what are you studying?" Quinn asked taking a seat in the level of seat ms just below, along with Hermione while I sat next to Neville.
"Her-herbology." He almost stuttered. "You really like that class don't you?" Hermione asked. "Yeah, yeah I do. It's very interesting." Neville spoke quickly because we were talking about something he was very interested in.
"I'm slacking in that class." I said seriously, I've never been the best with plants of any sorts, always ended up killing them by mistake.
"Hey, maybe you can help me? I mean if you aren't too busy of course." I mentioned. Neville looked shocked. "Sure. I mean yeah. I could do that." Neville stutter adding an awkward smile.
"You're going to make him have a heart attack Aspen, if you're not careful." Draco sneered. "Shove off Malfoy, what are you even doing here?" I sassed.
"Watching this sad excuse of a practice, but I saw you all talking here and thought this was much more interesting." Malfoy smirked.
Neville looked so embarrassed. "Why are you hanging out with this lot?" Malfoy asked seriously. "Because they'll always be better than you Malfoy." I spoke seriously. Malfoy just glared at me.
"Don't listen to him, he's always annoying and always questions me when I hang out with muggle-borns, or half-bloods, or anyone really if they aren't a Slytherin. He acts like he's in charge of me." I rambled in frustration. Malfoy walked off in a huff.
Hermione and Quinn slightly smirking. "What are you two going on about?" I spoke quickly. "We told you before, Malfoy fancies you." Hermione spoke informatively. "You're mental." I spoke shrilly.
Poor Neville looked extremely uncomfortable and awkward. "You're in denial." Quinn spoke. "In denial about what Hall? You fancy me?" Malfoy reappeared with a smirk on his face. I scoffed.
"You wish Malfoy. These two have gone mental, they are trying to say that YOU fancy ME." I simply tell making Hermione and Quinn look shocked and Neville even more uncomfortable if that were possible.
"They think that, huh?" Malfoy spoke, without his usual level of snarkiness. "You're right..." He continued making Hermione and Quinn's eyes go wider. "They are mental." He finally added with a laugh.
"I mean it would make sense. You're all the time finding a reason to talk to me, you wonder why I hangout with who I hangout with, and when I diss you, you look like a scolded puppy." I snapped, I was now standing up and had moved right in front of Malfoy. I could feels everyone's eyes on us, waiting to see what happens next.
You see everyone is all the time betting on when Malfoy and I would get together. They think we'd be like a 'Power Couple' or something. He was the boy with the bad boy attitude, I was the girl with the bad girl vibe with an actually decent personality, something he's lacking. We've been at each other's throats since first year.
"You, you're the only girl to make me this angry." Malfoy shouted. "Feelings mutual!" I shouted back. "I'll talk to you all later. We need to plan a study session Neville." I say grabbing my things.
"You just know how to make me angry don't you?" Malfoy shouted. "What are you going on about?" I asked turning back around. "Are you jealous because I'm making a study session with Neville?" I asked, amusement dripping in my tone.
"What? Now you're mental." Malfoy tried to save himself. "Too late, I already know." I said stepping closer, leaving little space between us. Malfoy looked nervous. I smirked and turned around again quickly making my way from the Quidditch pitch back to the Slytherin common room.