AN: thanks for the suggestion. I'm trying my best to cut up the paragraphs. Its just that, long ones are up to MY taste, but I'll cut them up anyway. I really appreciate all of the wonderful reviews. It is definitely going to improve my writing style. I'm also glad that so many of you liked my plot. I find it quite intriguing how Ella gets Draco's boxer colours correct every single time. Actually, I'll let you in on a tiny secret. Ella was a copy of this insane little part of my mind that goes high on coffee. I am actually EXACTLY like Ella after a cup of coffee. Minus the boxer colour thing.

CHAPTER 3

Blaise chuckled to himself. He had a very important appointment here at the shrieking shack today. A certain dark haired, green eyed too-dumb-to-notice-I'm-a-total-stud gryffindor boy who was going to help him out in the insane little plan he had worked out in his head. 'Wow, Ella's beginning to brush off me,' thought blaise. "What did you want to talk about Zabini. I had to leave a certain couple, though I have to thank you for that, to come here," said Harry. "Well, Potter, this has something to do with your darling Ella," he said. Harry's face became dark. "If Malfoy's hurt her…" he started, and Blaise grinned and shook his head. "Don't think Draco could survive that. I wanted to know if you've noticed a change in Draco," he said. "Zabini, I don't spend my days staring at Malfoy's face," he said, in his tired voice. "I know. But Ella seems to be doing it quite a lot these days. And I must say, so has Draco. Spend a day with draco, and all you'll ever hear about is Ella Blackwater. He's absolutely infatuated with her," said Zabini. "Don't blame him. I was too, last year. I was wondering why there was a slight slowdown on Draco's one night stands," said Harry. "Exactly. He's never ever gone so long without a shag. So, Poter, I have asked you to help me out here," said Zabini, with a grin.

"Cupcake, I want to go to honeydukes! They have a new stock!" said Ella. "And have you go sugar-high on our little date?" said Draco rolling his eyes. "Please???" she said, pouting cutely. "You've perfected that, haven't you," he said, with a chuckle. She grinned, and then grabbed his hand. "Come on!" she said, and Malfoy couldn't ignore the tingle in his arm….the nice sort of tingle. He nodded and ther raced to the sweet store to get Ella's candy.

"Ok, so let me get this straight. You want me to hook up my best friend with your best friend who just happens to be the playboy of Hogwarts," said Harry. "Exactly," said Blaise, with a smile. "You have no idea how this will turn out, though," Harry warned. "True. But I do know that Draco is fairly obsessed with Ella. As far as I know, its one sided. Now, we need to make Ella like him," said Blaise. "What if Malfoy isn't the right person for Ella. It could cause chaos," said Harry, not exactly as convinced as Blaise. "Exactly what sort of chaos?" said Blaise, curious to know what he meant. "She's kind of end up making hogwarts look like an asylum for hormonal teenagers whom their parents cannot control," he said, shrugging. "I think all schools are like that. Anyway, here's the plan," said Blaise.

"They make extra-extra sugary sugar quills?" said Draco, confused. "Actually, we save this stock for only . She is, after all, our favorite customer," said the manager. Ella smiled. "Did you also happen to get those special candies I asked for?" said Ella. "Yes. Here they are, Ms. Blackwater. I do hope you enjoy them. We don't usually get a request for Muggle chocolates," said the manager, handing her the box. "I'll send the rest to your dorm tonight. I do hope you have a good day, Ms. Blackwater. You too, Mr. Malfoy," said the man.

"I just LOVE muggle chocolates. Here, have one!" said Ella, in a hyper way. "Muggle chocolates? No thank…" he said, but was cut off by Ella promptly shoving a chocolate in his mouth, making him chew. It melted in his mouth. Draco's eyes lit up. "It's good, right?" she said, smirking. "For a muggle chocolate," he said, shrugging. "You are hopeless, Cupcake," she said, eating more chocolate. He grinned. "You have something there," he said, pointing at her face. "Where?" she said, about to lift her hand to wipe it off. "Here, let me," he said, leaning in. He crushed his lips against hers, slipping his hands around her. Her hands slipped around him, and into his hair. 'oh, god! This girl makes me want a very cold shower,' thought draco, coincidentally the last thought he had for a while. Her lips were chocolaty and sugary. He licked her lips urgently, and she opened her mouth to let him in. He fought with her tongue for dominance. For the first time ever, Draco lost, and he shivered as her tongue travelled around his mouth, rubbing his tongue. His grip on her waist tightned.

"Ahem." Instantly, Draco and Ella seperated, both equally pink and breathless. "Um, Hi Harry!" she said, but her voice seemed to be slightly squeeky. "Why were you making out with Malfoy?" he said. Before Ella could think of something, Malfoy stepped in. "It was my fault entirely, Potter. I pressed my lips against hers. It wasn't her fault at all," he said, surprising Harry. 'Maybe Blaise is right. Maybe Malfoy has changed,' though Harry. He glared at him for a moment and nodded. "As long as you didn't hurt her, I'm ok with it," he said. Draco nodded. "I won't hurt her," he said.

Ella suddenly burst out, "I got Muggle chocolates! You want some Harry?" Harry glanced at her, and smiled. He took one and went on his way. "I think muggle chocolates should be encouraged in the wizard economy," said Ella, like nothing had happened a few minutes before. "Doubt that'll work. Pureblood wizards will be highly against it," he said. "I don't get it. Why are purebloods in England so against Muggles. I mean, back home in Italy…" she said. "So you're from Italy?" he said, smiling at her. She ignored her pounding heart and nodded. "Yes. I'm surprised you haven't heard of the Blackwaters. They're a very famous pureblood family," she said. "Tell me more about your family, Sugar," he said, pulling her into the Three Broomsticks.

"I think you're right Blaise. I caught them making out and all," said Harry to Blaise. "See, I told you." "Wotcher Harry," said a pink haired woman behind Blaise. "Hey Tonks. I'll talk to you later Blaise," he said, and went with Tonks. "So, what's up Tonks," he said, with a smile. "Nothing, just wanted to tell you to watch your back. Of late, there have been several people joining you-know-who. Just keep your eyes peeled," she whispered urgently and hurried off.

"Well, there isn't much to know, really. My mom's a Russian Princess. Dad's the Prince of Italy. They met at this Ball he held years back, and it was love at first sight," she said, with a sigh. "You like that kind of stuff? Romantic things?" said Draco. "Well, I guess I like it as much as the next girl. After they got married, they had Luigi, my older brother. As you can tell, my mother, at the time was greatly influenced by Italian culture. Then a few years later, they had me. At that time, Father was reading this muggle story, Ella Enchanted. Beautiful fairy tale story, with a twist. Anyway, that's all there is really. Not very interesting," she said. "So when you're at home, you're a princess?" he said, slightly impressed. "Yeah. But this is why I don't usually tell people that. You've gone all impressed," she said, sighed. He chuckled. "It's kind of hard not to be. I guess it shows at times," he said. "How so? Princess's are never all sugar-high." "Well, true. But you carry yourself with this air around you. Plus, you don't throw yourself over me like the other girls in school. You remain dignified," he said, drinking his Butterbeer. She blushed with pleasure.

"Ron, Hermoine!" said Harry. "Where did you go mate?" he said. "That's not important. Tonk's told me more people have joined Voldermort. And I have the feeling we're gonna find out soon whether or not Malfoy's become one too," he said. "How so?" "Ella. He's absolutely in love with her. Or seems to be…I'm scared for her guys. She'll get hurt. You know how she feels about them," said Hermoine. "Exactly. So am i. After what happened to Luigi…." He said softly.

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Well, that's the end of the story, really. I tried to make the paragraphs shorter. And I tried a different format too. I hope it works. I'm looking forward to seeing more reviews!

What to look forward to-

happened to Luigi???

Ella fall for Malfoy? Or will Harry manage to tell her what he is?

3. What is it, actually, with Ella's past that she isn't too willing to tell Malfoy? (come on. Don't tell me you haven't notice how she's trying to avoid the topic)

4. What will happen come Christmas?

Well??? So how'd you like it? R and R!!!!