The walk up to the owlery was a quiet one. I didn't exactly know how to start the conversation, and I guess neither did Andrew. Finally, the awkward silence was broken.
"Um, well Megan…I wanted to talk to you," he started. Aww, he was nervous!
"Ok, shoot," I told him. He looked confused when I said 'shoot', but I quickly explained that it meant go ahead. That gave him a good laugh.
"Well, I wanted to ask you...if I should ask out Cho," he finally got out. Cho! He likes Cho! Wow, the only guy that could get me out of a Malfoy mood, wants my advice to ask out another girl. We reached the top in silence.
"I think you should. She's a lucky girl to have someone like you ask her out," I said quietly. What was I supposed to say? Especially when the look on his face brightened.
"Oh thanks a bunch Megan!" he said. "It's almost dinner. I'm going to go find her." He excitedly put his owl back, gave me a kiss on my cheek, and bounded down the stairs. I sat down on a stool, silently petting Lila. She seemed to sense my sadness, and didn't nip at my hand when I stroked her head, her least favorite place.
I heard footsteps coming, and I turned towards the window, not wanting whoever it was to see the hurt spread across my face. "Megan?" I heard a familiar voice.
"Hey Harry," I said. I tried to conceal the distress in my voice. That didn't work out to well.
"Megan, what happened? Was it Malfoy? I knew you shouldn't talk to him! He's a Slytherin for God's sake, Megan." his voice started out comforting, then quickly turned to anger when speaking of Malfoy.
I laughed a little. "No, it's not Draco. It's just, um, a little thinking. No need to get worked up," I told him. I didn't want to talk about it, and he seemed to catch on.
"Oh, okay. Um, I'll be at dinner, you know, if you need to talk," he said. He left after that, and I turned back to the window. I couldn't think anymore when I heard yet another pair of footsteps coming up. I turned around to see who came up. Ugh, her again?
"Oh, it's just you," Brooke said. I rolled my eyes as she came to a school owl and tied a letter to its leg. "I'm breaking up with my boyfriend. He's not nearly as cute as Draco, and wait, why am I telling you this? Whatevvs, I just have a feeling me and Draco will get very, close," she said with a wink.
I couldn't take it anymore. I walked out of there. It's not the fact she was going to get close to Draco. I could care less, right? Then I remembered, the Hogsmeade trip is tomorrow. Finally! One day where everyone will be gone, and no one will bother me. Perfect!
Waking up late the next morning, everything was silent. I realized everyone had gone to Hogsmeade. Taking my time, I put on a pair of Juicy sweatpants and put up my hair. With just a quick swipe of makeup and when my hair was put up, I went down to breakfast to see if there was anyone I knew that stayed back.
I sat down at the Gryffindor table, and picked up The Daily Prophet, which was left behind. Skimming through, I established that there was nothing big, so I put it back. After eating a piece of toast I got up, stretched, and looked around to see who else was here. No one special, just a few people from each house. Trying to figure out what to do today, I figured it would be a great day to practice my quidditch.
I wasn't in any hurry, so I made my way up to the dorm and grabbed my stuff. After walking to the Quidditch Pitch I went to the girl's locker room and put my bag in a cubby. I took my broom, a few extra quaffles, and my sunglasses and headed out into the bright sun. I kicked off the ground and took a few warm up laps to start off. I thought I heard foot steps in the grass below, but blew it off.
Then, I heard another broom come up behind me and turned around. "Didn't expect to see you here," I told him. Draco just smirked at me, took the quaffle I had in my hand, and made a perfect shot through the middle hoop.
"How about a little one on one?" he asked. "If I win, you must go on a date with me. If you win, you can do whatever you want, including not see me."
"Alright," I said. "Bring it on!"
Long after, we called it quits. I put up a good fight, but he won. "Meet me in this exact spot, tonight at 7," Draco said, then turned around and walked away with a smirk on his face that he hid. I made sure he was out of sight, and then let out a squeal of excitement. I think I actually might like Draco Malfoy.
I got out of the shower, and was deciding what to wear. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a cute shirt. I couldn't think of what to do with my hair, and time was running out. I spent too much time picking my outfit, I used a spell I discovered to straighten my hair and quick did my makeup. At eight minutes to 7, I was walking towards the door when Marisa came in with Hermione.
"Girl, you look hot!" Marisa said checking out my outfit.
"Damn Megs, got a date?" Hermione asked. I laughed nervously, and said I had to go when Marisa grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "You do have a date! Spill," she said.
"It's nothing," I said. "Just hanging out is all." I couldn't look either of them in the eyes, and then Marisa gasped.
"Your going out with Malfoy, aren't you?" The excitement in her voice gave away that she knew she was right.
Hermione knew too, because she said, "God Megan. You actually like him?"
I didn't have time to answer their questions, but I just looked at them and begged for them not to tell Harry and Ron. I know if they found out, they wouldn't speak to me for a very long time. They agreed, of course, but I had to promise them to tell her all about our date after.
One minute till, I made my way down to the exact spot he told me. He was turned away from me, but once he heard my foot steps he turned around to great me. He gave me ad true smile that I've only seen a couple times before, that kind of smile that can melt your heart.
He didn't look to bad either; jeans that made his butt look good (not that I was looking or anything), a regular t-shirt, and of course his hair was always good. As I was checking him out, he was doing the same to me. Looking satisfied he gave another smile. "Ready?" he asked me.
"Just what are we doing?" I asked him.
He pulled out his broomstick from behind his back. "We're going for a ride," was all he said. I love riding, so I thought it was perfect. Draco got on first, and I next in the rear, holding onto Draco's waist to stay on.
It was a beautiful night, clear sky and the sun was setting off in the distance. We rode off in the silence for just a bit, until I spoke up. "So why is everyone telling me bad about you?"
We landed at a spot I've never been to before, but looked like the other side of the lake. We sat down and I looked at him, waiting for an answer.
"People don't ever get to know me, the real me. I don't just go around showing people. They have to be special," said Draco. He looked at me, and then said, "They just go by how my family is. My dad's a git, so I must be one too, you know? I'm not as dodgy as everyone thinks. I want you to get to know me."
"I think I can do that," I told him with a smile. I really truly believed him. We talked for a while more, and then he got up, and gave his hand to me. I took it and got up.
"You know, you're probably the only girl I know that would actually listen to me and treat me like a person," Draco said while taking my hands in his. "That really means a lot to me."
"I'm glad I let you win in Quidditch today," I said. We both laughed, and then I looked in his eyes. I knew that if I kissed him, and Harry and Ron found out, they would be upset with me. I'm glad I didn't care at that moment, because he tilted my head up and leaned down to briefly touch his lips with mine.