Draco's POV
I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair again.
I had just figured out that the girls were supposed to ask the guys for this dance.
What if no one asks me? I thought glumly.
My thoughts vanished instantly as I heard a girl shriek.
I turned around.
"Oh Drakey! I was looking all over for you!" Pansy Parkinson screamed.
I smiled weakly. "Well here I am…"
Oh great I thought as she walked over to me.
"I've been meaning to ask you something," Pansy started.
No no no no please I don't want to go to the dance with you my thoughts screamed.
"Do you want to go to the ball with me?" Pansy finished hopefully.
I blinked.
"Uh…um…well you see…" I stuttered. I gulped recognizing defeat.
"Ok, sure…" I muttered my cheeks felt really hot all of a sudden.
Pansy beamed. "Great! See ya later Drakey Pie!" And she flounced out of the room.
I stared into the fireplace.
A voice echoed in my head: what were you thinking? You should have said yes right away! I mean isn't she the best looking Slytherin?
Then the other voice in my head spoke: I know what you were thinking. You were thinking of a certain Gryffindor…
You know who…
Hermione Granger…
I let out a sigh of frustration.
Stupid thoughts.
It's like they knew everything about you…
But a Slytherin and a Gryffindor couldn't go to a ball together.
It just wasn't right.
I closed my eyes.
Snap out of it Draco. Pansy is your date and you want it that way I thought.
My head started to hurt, so I went up to my dormitory earlier then I would have usually.