Chapter 7

'So.' I remark a little insecure on what to say. It's not like I've done this before, 'I think…. I've decided that this will be a very nice place to hang out in.' I remark, finally deciding to go back to teasing

'Very funny Edwards.' Draco remarked with a grin, showing no signs of embarrassment.

'What? Don't want to share your space like I share my space with you in the library.' I retort smirking up at him

'That's completely different.' Draco began rolling his eyes at me, 'doesn't matter anyway, we should start heading out. Classes should be finishing soon.'

'Aren't you lucky.' I began and he straightened himself up and offering a hand to me, 'Don't think this is over.'

'Oh really?' Draco states pulling me up against him and stealing a quick kiss

'Mm, yes really.' I state after opening my eyes up once again

'I'll see you on Sunday Edwards. Same place same time.' Draco states when he opens the door

'Okay.' I reply watching as he takes off to head back towards the Dungeons and I head in the other direction to head to DADA.

Wandering to DADA I was in a daze…. It felt as if I was walking around in a dream. Plopping into my seat next to Lavender I was suddenly brought back to reality.

'What happened to you?'

'Huh?' I respond glancing at Lavender

'What's the matter with ya?' Lavender whispers back as class started, 'You look like you seen a ghost.'

'Nothing.' I whisper back before we focus back to the lecture Professor Moody was giving.

I could only hope it was nothing. I could only imagine how well this would go over with my friends when I admit to them of my friendship with Draco Malfoy. Or for the fact that I willingly kissed him.

….

"What's with the socks Hermione?" I remark glancing over to the girl

'These are for S.P.E.W.' Hermione began excitedly, 'If a house elf accepts a sock then they become free.'

'Oh.' I begin wondering how she has the time to be making a club to free house elves with her class schedule 'Have you been making them?'

'Yes!' Hermione began with a crazy look in her eye. 'Harry, Ron and I are going to the Kitchens to see Dobby and give him, his new socks. Did you want to come?'

Studying her I realized that she was being serious. 'Sure. I'm not doing anything anyway.' I remark and smile when her face lights up.

'Good!' Hermione begins grabbing Dobby's socks and ushering me to follow her. 'I'm so glad you're coming. Maybe having you around will help the boy be more committed to S.P.E.W.!"

Oh man. I should have seen this coming. Sighing I keep my mouth shut and smile in response as we go down the stairs and into the Common Room. It was quite for a Sunday but I spotted Dean and Seamus talking to Harry and Ron by the fire.

'All set. What do you think?' Hermione announces proudly showing off Dobby's socks to the boys

Glancing awkwardly between each other and at me, Harry is finally the one to respond, 'Er… I'm sure Dobby will love them. Oh, hello Eva.'

'Hello Harry. Gentleman.' I smile at Harry and then glance at the rest of them.

'Hello Eva, come to get beaten at Wizards Chess?' Seamus mocks, showing off his dimples

'Not today. I told Hermione I would hang out with her. Rain check?' I remark glancing between them for an answer

'Sure thing Eva. You know where to find us.' Dean remarks with a smile

I follow Hermione as she explains to Ron and Harry that I'll be coming along to the trip to the kitchens. I didn't usually hang out with the three and least of all, all at once.

I learned that the three of them were tight knit and only really hung out with each other. I would always see them going off together and talking in whispers….as if they had a secret to keep. Most of the kids in our grade explained you'd get used to this followed by, explaining to me how ever since the three became friends in first year, they always found themselves in trouble.

'Do you think there'll be any food?' Ron remarks out loud, 'I'm starving!'

'You just ate breakfast an hour ago! How can you be hungry already!' Hermione exclaims, shaking her head at Ron

'I dunno, I just am.' Ron states sheepishly

'Well, I'm sure there has to be food. It's the Kitchens.' I remark

'Yeah, your right!' Ron states excitedly

We all chuckle at Ron as we made our way down into the kitchens as Harry explained the story of Dobby and how the three of them got to know him.

'I still can't believe he tried to keep you out of Hogwarts.' I remark to Harry chuckling, 'I mean no offense, but it's pretty hilarious even though I would be just as pissed if it had happened to me.'

'No, I see the humor in it now.' Harry remarks with a smile.

I had to admit the three of them were remarkable. How different each of their personalities were but, when they were together; It all just match each other perfectly and there was no question to why they were such close friends.

I was more intrigued about Harry, like everyone you hear stories but when you get to know him you realize that it's a different story. He is very down to earth and quiet, where a lot of the attention he has dealt with in his life he never tries to boast or even brag about it.

Once I walked through the door of the kitchens I was greeted with the sight of many house elves giving us a very cheerful greeting and you could smell all sorts of food cooking and pastries getting made. Many of the elves much to my discomfort where bowing and curtsying around us as Dobby walked up to greet us.

'Oh, it is so good to see you all again. Dooby has missed Harry Potter.' Dobby began cheerfully

'It is good to see you too Dobby.' Harry began before motioning to me, 'Dobby this is our friend Eva, short of Evangeline.'

'Any friend of Harry Potter is a friend of Dobby's!' The house elves states smiling at me

'Thank you Dobby.' I remark with a smile

'We came down today so we could give you a gift.' Hermione states handing Dobby the gift

'Harry Potter and his friends are too good to Dobby!' he exclaims, looking at the socks with teary eyed

'No chance of more of those eclairs, is there?' Ron remarks glancing around

'Ronald!' Hermione scolds.

I chuckle as a tray of eclairs comes flying our way, supported by elves. Laughing as Ron digs in and soon we all take a helping, enjoying the light, creamy desert. I zone out as I glance about the room and land on a house elf that was sitting by herself looking sad.

'Who is that Dobby? What's got her so sad?' I ask looking back at Dobby

'Oh that is Winky miss.' Dobby begins before glancing at Harry, 'Winky has been drinking six bottles a day now.'

'Six bottles!' I remark hastily

'Winky wants to go home. Winky still thinks Mr. Crouch is her master sir, and nothing Dobby says will persuade her that Professor Dumbledore is her master now.' Dobby explains sadly

'Huh?' I remark slightly confused.

Harry abruptly leaves us and kneels down next to Winky but whatever they're discussing is too soft for us to hear. I watch as Winky begins to glare at Harry as if he said something to make her upset until all of a sudden, she just droops forward. Passing out right in the middle of talking!

'That was very strange.' I remark to Ron, unsure of what just happened

Soon Harry comes back and the three of them pull Dobby to the side to ask more questions. I busy myself of look around, realizing that this was not part of information they were willing to include me in. When they came back towards me I could see Hermione lecturing Dobby about his freedom which only caused every house elf to glare at Hermione as if she was dangerous.

'Miss will please keep Dobby out of this.' Dobby mumbled as a few elves gave Harry a package of extra food, 'Thank you for the socks Harry Potter.'

We were then ushered out of the kitchen by angry house elves all because Hermione and her S.P.E.W. obsession.

'You couldn't keep your mouth shut could you!' Ron remarked glaring at Hermione as we made our way back to the Gryffindor common room.

'Oh as if you care!' Hermione huffs, 'You only like coming down for the food!'

I roll my eyes and Harry and I walk together, leaving Hermione and Ron bickering behind us.

'Are they always like this?' I ask glancing at Harry

'Pretty much.' Harry states as he positions his hold on his buddle, 'You get used to it. If you leave them be they'll eventually calm down again.'

'I'll have to take your word for it.' I remark glancing back at a red-faced Hermione and an annoyed Ron.

An hour later they were still bickering back and forth. Neither one of them wanted to stop and wanted to be the one who had the last word. The four of us were attempting to do homework but Harry left soon after when they wouldn't shut up.

'Guys, I'm heading up.' I state gathering my books as Hermione and Ron were still oblivious to everything but their argument.

Just sitting with them was giving me a headache and I wasn't even part of the heated debate! What a day this turned out to be. Between trying to keep my friendship with Malfoy a secret and now dealing with Ron and Hermione fighting. I was starting to realize what everyone kept telling me about.