The Second installment of ~Worlds Collide~, enjoy!

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I walked over towards that same Gryffindor table, an array of breakfast foods in front of me. I was dressed in casual jeans and a tee shirt, all bundled up with a woolen trench coat and scarf. I let my fiery hair down, cascading to my shoulders. When I approached, Ron's jaw looked as if it was going to fall off and Harry had the same expression on his own face.

Hermione laughed, "Wow Flora, you look magnificent!" she exclaimed.

I slid in next to her and blushed, "Thanks."

"Are you two planning on shutting your mouths anytime soon?" Hermione teased; in an instant the boys shut their gaping pie holes.

"Flor, you-you look fantastic!" Ron mumbled through his stuffed mouth, Hermione shot him a look.

"Thank you Ron." I smiled at the compliment. Harry grinned at me from across the table; I couldn't help but flush under his gaze.

After our meal we lined up outside to go to Hogsmeade, "Come on Flor." Harry called to me.

I smiled then sighed unhappily before answering, "Sorry Harry, I have to meet up with Draco." I watched his face turn dark in disappointment.

"Okay." He said, turning on his heel and strolling back to Ron and Hermione. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder and I jumped, a chuckle came from the person behind me.

I whirled around and came face to face with Draco, "Hello Flora, looking gorgeous as ever." He smiled. I giggled like a school girl then stopped; I had NEVER done that before.

"Come on then." He said, slipping his hand into mine. Electricity shot through my skin when our hands touched, Draco must have felt it too because he sported a sly smile as we headed out.

The frigid winter wind gust past us, I shivered. Draco looked at me with a concerned expression on his face, slowly unbuttoning his coat. "No, no, I'm f-fine." I chattered.

He laughed, "Sure," then slipped his jacket over my shoulders gingerly.

I breathed in his musky scent and grinned, "Thanks."

"Don't Mention it." He answered, holding the door to the Three Broomsticks open for me.

The sweet smell of pumpkin juice and butterbeer greeted me as I stepped into the bar. Clumps of Hogworts students sat in tables all around. Draco led me to one in the corner, away from the other people. Once we slid into the chairs, Draco looked into my eyes. I shied away slightly, eyes darting to the floor. A fingertip rested on my chin, pointing it upwards.

Draco smiled, "There they are." He smiled, hand lingering at my chin.

"There what are?" I murmured.

He grinned again, "Those beautiful eyes." He whispered, our heads inches apart. Slowly, he closed the gap and kissed me; I was surprised at first then kissed back, my hands making their way around his neck. I felt a warm happy feeling well up inside of me, and when he pulled away I almost went back in. Draco's sneer was gone and in its place was a wide grin, full of happiness.

"Butterbeer?" Draco asked, standing up.

"Sure." I answered breathlessly; he made his way to the bar. I looked across the room and Harry caught my eye, his gaze emotionless. Hermione followed it and saw me; she smiled and gave me thumbs up before returning to her conversation.

We returned to Hogworts at midday, Draco walked me to the Portrait hole before kissing me goodbye, his lips still tasting of warm butterbeer. I stepped into the Gryffindor Commons to see Harry arguing fiercely with Ron and Hermione.

"It was him! He did that to Katie." He said.

"Harry, she was in the girl's loo. Besides, he was with Flora practically the whole time." Ron said.

Hermione nodded in agreement, "It's no use Harry." She said softly.

Harry growled in anger then walked away, ramming into me on his way, "Sorry." He mumbled, racing up the steps leading to the boys' dorms.

Hermione shook her head, pulling me to the couch where Ron was, "He thinks Draco gave Katie Bell a cursed necklace." She said, "He also thinks he's a Death Eater."

I laughed nervously, "He better be kidding."

An awkward silence followed that, and Ron broke it, "So, you and Malfoy snogging." He raised a brow, I blushed.