I took some scenes from Prisoner of Azkaban, but switched up the dialogue. All credit gos to J.K. Rowling of course.
Alright so yeah, as usual reviews/comments/suggestions are great because they keep me going.
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Year 3
"What! You seriously gave Harry the Marauders Map?"
"SHH!" the twins said, both clamping a hand over my mouth.
"The poor bloke needs it more than us." Fred said.
"But you guys promised you'd take me on adventures!" I said, peeling their hands away from my mouth. "How are we supposed to that without the map now?"
"Don't fret Arty." George said ruffling my hair. "We memorized the map inside and out."
"So we can still take you on late night adventures." Fred winked. I sighed and made a mental note to myself to "borrow" this amazing map that the twins had confided to me about, from Harry.
Fred, George, and I were walking in the blinding white snow on our way to our first Hogsmeade trip of the year. Hermione and Ron were probably off to go meet with Harry, who now had the bloody Marauders Map. Yeah, I wasn't going to let this one go.
"We're going to go meet Lee, and the girls at the 3 Broomsticks, you coming?" Fred asked. Uh yeah-no, I'd rather not be the 7th wheel.
"No thanks, I'm going to go catch up with Hermione and Ron."
"Alright see you then." They said, and we went our separate ways. I made my way down the main road without my two 6 foot brothers on either side of me to keep me warm, and walked down to the end of the street. There I found Draco, layered in an expensive looking pea coat and matching fur hat. The side of his mouth curved into a smile when he caught sight of me, and I was smiling back without even knowing.
"Hello." I said as I walked up to him.
" 'about time. " He smirked. Oh typical Draco. "What happened? Couldn't escape the gingers fast enough?"
"Shut up." I laughed and pushed him
"So what do you want to do?" He took a step towards me and put his arm around my shoulders.
Ok, so you're probably wondering what exactly our "relationship status" is. And I don't mean relationship relationship. I'm talking friendship. If he liked me he would have come right out and said it by now, right? Well if kissing me last year wasn't a bold statement, then I don't know what was. But no- we are just friends; the best of friends. I don't know what it is about him. He's mean to all my friends, always teases me, and is an overconfident prat…but I like him…a lot. I've seen his sweet side and he makes me laugh and-
Ugh look at me. No look at us, his arm was around me and we looked like a couple. Sigh, my emotions are torn. What's a thirteen year old to do?
"Hmm, let's see. We should go to Honeydukes. I really want something sweet right now."
"But you've got me, I'm all the sugar you need."
"HA" I couldn't help but laugh and roll my eyes at him.
"What? I'm delicious on the outside, and just as sweet on the inside aren't I?" He held back a chuckle.
"You mean spoiled on the outside, and rotten on the inside? Then yes."
We continued bantering all the way until we got to the Honeydukes and we hurried inside to pick out our candies. I came back out with a chocolate wand, (which Draco insisted he'd pay for) and he bought a licorice wand. As we ate our candy we walked aimlessly through the village.
We were walking past the 3 Broomsticks, when of course I saw the Twins, Lee, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia sitting inside at the booth next to the window. I turned my head to the side and tried to hide my face behind my hair, but it was too late. Fred and George pounded on the glass and made faces at me in an attempt to embarrass me. I heard Draco snarl from beside me.
"Those little-"
"Just keep walking Draco, don't pay attention to them."
"Hey hey hey, lovely day to be hanging out with your friends isn't it?" I turned to see George trailing behind us, and the rest of their group laughing from inside.
"Don't even George-" I started.
"No, no, don't mind me. I just thought I'd come and enjoy this fine snowy day with my two best friends." George stepped in between Draco and I, and put an arm around our shoulders. Draco looked at him like he was nothing but scum.
"Beat it Weasel. Go back to sipping on your little Butterbeer. I'm surprised you can afford even that."
"Care to repeat that Malfoy?" George said taking his arms off of us, and turning to Draco to tower over him.
"You heard me. Now go back inside, surely they're expecting you to do some manual labor in return for those drinks."
"You've got a lot of nerve, you snot nose little piece of sh-"
"GEORGE!" I stepped between the two and pushed George aside. "Just don't listen to him." I said for only him to hear. "He's only trying to get on your nerves." I knew how touchy the Weasleys got about their money situation, and they could get pretty nasty when such topic came up.
"I can't believe you like him." George huffed. I gave him a warning look. "I- we're just looking out for you, ok?" he said seriously, and he turned to go back into the 3 Broomsticks. I shook my head and walked back over to Draco. Could I ever just have a group of friends that didn't try to bite each other's head off all the time.
Draco began walking when I reached him and I followed silently. We continued walking down a pine tree covered path that veered away from the main shopping center of Hogsmeade. I linked my arm through his and layed my head on his shoulder. He sighed, and layed his head ontop of mine. I hated the silence, but this was nice.
"Where are we going?" I asked finally.
"You'll see in a second." He said slyly.
"Oooh, it's a surprise?" I looked up at him and smiled and he gave me a half smile back.
We turned around a corner and Draco stopped. I followed his gaze and looked over the hills to see a tall narrow house.
"That's the Shrieking Shack." Draco said fondly. "It's said to be the most haunted house in Britain. Someday I'm going to go there and see if it's really haunted or not…" he slowly trailed off, and I turned to see why. Hermione, Ron, and Harry were walking our way. I took my head off of Draco's shoulder and removed my arm away from his.
He stared at the trio menacingly. I waved to the three of them, but they only responded with awkward nods and they continued to avoid eye contact with me. They walked away and out of sight before I had a chance to say anything to them.
"Ugh." I huffed, and turned to go sit on a nearby bench.
"What's the matter with you?" Draco said, coming over to stand in front of me. I put my head in my hands and looked away. He sat down next to me and nudged me. "Well?" I finally turned my head to look at him with a look that said 'don't test me boy'.
"I'm just annoyed Draco."
"Well I figured that part out. Why though?"
"Because my friends won't even look at me now because you can't go a day without insulting them!"
"I didn't even say anything to them!" he gaped.
"But you were giving them a dirty look. And the whole thing with George-"
"Weasley." He growled. "I cannot stand him."
"What did he ever do to you!"
"Nothing…" Liar. He hated him even more than Fred, and I knew it.
"They're like my family, and when you guys argue it tears me apart because I can't pick a side." It all rushed out so fast, I didn't even know what I was saying anymore. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything. "Just for me, could you please not argue with them, at least not around me?"
"I can try. No promises though." He fought back a smile.
"I'm serious Draco. My best friends won't even talk to me like they used to-"
He leaned in to kiss me, and not just kiss, but kiss. Maybe it just seemed so wonderful because this was the first time he kissed me this year, but Merlin's beard it was such a step up from 2nd year kissing. There was actual feeling behind this kiss. He pulled back a few moments later and I could feel the heat and color rush into my cheeks.
"There, now are we done arguing?" He said, putting an arm around me. I giggled and nodded like a lovesick puppy. I was pretty much putty in his hands now. "Good. Now we can focus on other things." I stared at his mouth as he spoke…his perfectly straight teeth, his pink lips… This time I leaned in to kiss him and I put an arm around his neck. Wow, this was getting hot, or romantic, whichever way you want to interpret it. Just imagine best friends with raging preteen hormones, cuddled on a bench together as snow lightly falls. Yeah, that was us.
OK, so some time went by, you know of just snogging and the occasional sentence, and then we both realized it was time to head back to the castle. We got up and slowly began walking back up the path. Our hands brushed and intertwined. I had never held his hand before. This was nice, very nice.
"Thank you for showing me the Shrieking Shack." I said.
"Not that we did much looking at it." He snickered. I tried to hide my huge smile.
" So what exactly does this mean… like for you…and I…?" I said slowly.
"Us?"
"Yeah. I mean… well you know… best friends don't kiss and err…hold hands." I raised our linked hands and then dropped them back down.
"Oh." He chuckled. "Right." I stared up at him and waited for an answer. "What did you want to be?" I shrugged.
"Well I obviously really like you-"
"And I like you too…"
"And I don't think it's weird for us to be going out."
"Me neither. I've honestly always felt like you were my girlfriend." I smiled to myself.
"Really?" He nodded. This was going too perfectly.
"So then it's settled. We're boyfriend and girlfriend." He squeezed my hand. There, it was official. Wow, that was easy.
Merlin's beard, I wanted to go scream I'M DRACO MALFOY'S GIRLFRIEND at the top of a mountain, but I had to keep it cool. We walked back silently, but a good silence this time. When we reached the courtyard where our professors were doing a head count, we let go of each other's hand. The whole school didn't need to know…yet.
The rest of the week was pure bliss. Draco and I acted the same, but just a little more touchy feely. We had all our classes together, did homework together, and I went to all his Quidditch practices; we were inseperable. It was great having your best friend as your boyfriend. The funny thing is Ginny and Hermione still didn't know. I wasn't afraid of Ginny judging me but I knew she'd tell Hermione and she would be pissed at me, and then she'd tell Harry, Ron, and they'd hate me, and they'd tell the Twins, and they'd make my life hell. So it was our little secret for now.
Today was Friday, and we were all outside in Care of Magical Creatures class.
I was off to the side with Draco and a few of his Slytherin friends, and Hermione, Ron, and Harry were in the front. Hermione threw me friendly glances, but that was about it. At one point she looked back at me excitedly to see if I was watching Harry greet Hagrid's Hippogriff, Buckbeak. I think Draco was watching us because he sighed dramatically.
I looked up at him questioningly.
"You two think that's great? Anybody can do that." He walked up to the front of the crowd of students and pushed Harry aside. "Out of my way Potter. Think you're so special because you can pet it, don't you?"
"Malfoy, whaddya' think yer doin!" Hagrid yelled, but it was too late. My hand covered my mouth as I watched Buckbeak rear up and come down on Draco. There were a few screams along with the screech of Buckbeak who was probably very flustered.
"Draco!" I yelled, rushing up to him. Hagrid got control over Buckbeak, and lead him off to the side with the help of some appetizing dead weasels. "Are you alright?" I leaned down next to him. His sleeve was slashed open and a there was a trickle of blood running from a couple of scratches.
. "Oh, it's killed me! It's killed me!" I rolled my eyes. I knew he was being dramatic just for show.
"You're fine, you're fine." I cooed. "Hagrid, do something!" I turned over my shoulder to look up at Hagrid.
"Err right, right." Hagrid scooped him up in his huge arms, and carried him off. "Class dismissed!" and with that they went off, and I could hear Draco yelling things like "Bloody chicken!" and "My father will hear about this!"
I stood up and went back to gather my books (and also trying to eavesdrop on what people were saying about the incident)
"Will he be ok?" Hermione asked. Oh, so we were talking now? She did look genuinely concerned though.
"Yeah, it's just a scratch. He should be fine."
"I'll walk you to the Hospital Wing to go see him after dinner if you want."
"Sure." I smiled that best friend smile at her. So did this mean we're on good terms again or…
Yay! So tell me what you think. Or is it just that boring? Trust me, it'll get super interesting as they all mature.