Disclaimer-J.K.Rowling owns Harry Potter . . . and I own . . . nothing.
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Rating: PG13+ for swearing and maybe R for later chapters and only if there is a reason!
Genre: Romance/Action
Warning! Horrible grammar and/or spelling may occur and if anyone sees any mistakes tell me and I'll fix them.
It will never end . . . and hello to Vanessa Martin of Australia who is watching me closely for the next chapter. Both here and at school she harasses me. But to my relief and most likely your regret here is Chapter 6.
Draco pulled me all the way to they Great Hall and sat us down. Instantaneously I was surrounded by congratulations and thanks after yesterday's episode with my old friends. After a few glares and mutters of distaste from Draco the Slytherin table grew quiet.
We started munching on our breakfast. Scrambled eggs, bacon and Toast.
Professor Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat, obviously wanting attention. "Students, this year we will be having a Winter ball for Christmas. This ball will be for 6th and 7th years only, though if any student under that age group is invited by an older student he/she would be allowed to join in. Continue eating." He paused, then returned to his own meal.
Every girl at every house erupted into either fits of giggles staring at the boy she wanted to go with or started gossiping rather loudly at the thought of buying a new dress. Under the table Draco was fidgeting, like he was nervous. I looked up and assessed the situation. One half of the school was starring at him. He looked like he would rather date a man-eating-shark than one of the sea of girl whose attention was focused at him. I felt so sorry for my Dray . . . Huh? Where did that come from? Since when has he been 'my Dray!?!' Uh . . . I'm confused. My thoughts continued like this for a while in my head until one of the Hufflepuff girls got out of her seat and started walking towards us. When she got here she asked "Draco Malfoy will you go to the Winter Ball with me?" Draco looked so nervous I almost laughed.
When he started to splutter and look at me for help. I decided that I would help him. Reaching my hand over to his I entwined our fingers. "Sorry girl, but Draco here is presently spoken for. Next time be quicker." I smiled my most charming smile and she left in a huff. I felt Draco's thumb rubbing my hand. I turned to look at him and he mouthed 'thank you' . I couldn't help it. I burst into laughter. It was just too funny. I grabbed his hand and my books and we walked holding hands across the Great Hall and out it's welcoming doors.
Yours Jez
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