Anastasia
''I'll be one minute; I'm just off to the bathroom.'' Dean whispered to me and I nodded my reply. As he walked off, I looked up to see Malfoy sitting across from me, I raised an eyebrow at him and he grinned in reply. ''What do you want? Dean could be back any second?'' I snapped at him. His grin grew wider as he replied, ''having fun are we?'' I looked at him and flushed when his knee touched mine, but he made no effort to move it so I moved mine instead. ''What are you up to now?'' I narrowed my eyes suspiciously at him as he looked at me innocently, ''Can't I sit with one of my friends without being up to something? ''He questioned. I replied with as much venom in my voice as I could muster, ''That's just it though Malfoy, we aren't friends!''He feigned looking hurt and sighed ''aren't we?'' I shook my head and saw him quickly walk off to his table of friends without replying, at the same time that Dean arrived back to the table, ''Ready to go?'' he asked, and as I nodded I left the pub with a feeling that a pair of eyes were staring into my back.
After wandering around for a while, we came to an antique shop called Bits and Bobs. As soon as we entered, a small old man scuttled over and asked us if we needed help looking for something, when we replied that we weren't really sure what we were looking for he scuttled back off behind the front desk and started to scan through a book. When Dean went over to look at an old broomstick in the corner I wandered near the back of the shop and spotted a beautiful bracelet with my initials on it, when I heard a voice from behind me, ''Miss has a good eye, no one notices this bracelet but I see you have an interest in it yes?'' the old man asked, I nodded but explained that I hadn't any money. ''But not to worry, my birthday is coming up so let's hope someone will get it for me.'' I said, even though I knew no one would, I said it to keep the old man happy as I felt a little sorry for him. When Dean finally came to join me at the back of the shop we decided to leave.
When we had returned to Hogwarts, we made our way to the common rooms and passed Malfoy flirting with yet another helpless young Slytherin girl, but this time he did notice me and flashed me a grin. When I raised a brow he winked and turned his attention back to the whining girl who obviously wanted to claim as much of his attention as she could. When I rolled my eyes and tore my gaze away from him, Dean and I entered the common rooms and sat on the sofa together, ''Do you ...'' Dean started hesitantly. I looked at him to continue, ''Well, what I mean is...do you...Like Malfoy?'' my eyes widened at this and I had no idea what to say. ''Well, ...um... we are getting on better than we used to but I wouldn't really say that I liked him exactly...'' I replied shakily, not sure if this was completely true. Are we friends? Or does he still hate me?...Not that I would care...because I don't like him or anything...I think...no wait...I'm going to shut up now before I say something stupid... I thought to myself as Dean nodded slowly. ''Are you jealous or something?'' I queried to Dean as he still hadn't said anything after I had answered his question. ''No, well...maybe slightly...o.k. yes you could say that I...yes I am slightly! Jealous that is...'' he answered, I giggled at his expression and we both fell about laughing.
I had been lying in bed for about an hour now thinking, if you're wondering what about? Then my answer is...Everything. Was Malfoy my friend...or even possibly more? Did he feel the same or was he just trying to be nice to me to piss me off? I loved being with Dean but was he the one for me? HOW can I stop Lucy whining about Jared? And so on...Until I finally fell asleep, exhausted after finally thinking about all these things and pretending that the feelings that I had for Draco, I mean Malfoy, weren't there.