Chapter 5

The girls were in their room, getting undressed after the ball. Chloe heard a tap on the window; it was an owl with a letter. "Who would send a letter at this time of night?" She walked to the window, opened it and took the letter from the owl.

She opened it and gasped "Prim! It's a letter from the mystery guy!" Prim, who opened the bathroom door with only a towel on, ran to Chloe's direction and snatched the letter from her.

"How does he know I'm a Gryffindor?" Prim asked, horrified.

Chloe shrugged and said "Maybe he recognized me and thought that I knew you."

"Do you promise me that you won't tell him who I am?"

Chloe nodded and said "I promise."

Hermione, who was sitting on her bed with her pajamas on, sighed "You shouldn't think about this guy at the moment. You should patch things up with Seamus." Prim was mad at Seamus.

"He doesn't want to talk to me, Hermione. He's mad at me because I danced with Max."

"Max? We don't know anyone whose name is Max." Ginny called out from the bathroom.

"He's definitely not in Gryffindor." Chloe said. And soon after that, the girls went to sleep.

The following morning was a cold Saturday morning. Prim woke up with a smile on her face and quickly wrote a letter back to Max:

'Dear Max,

It was great meeting you, even though I don't really know you. He's now my ex-boyfriend; I don't want to be with someone like him. It wasn't the first time he acted like this. When we were on the train to school, he caught a guy looking at me and went crazy. I've had enough. Question: What were you doing alone on the dance floor?

Katherine'

Most of the students were asleep and didn't attend breakfast, but the most of the Gryffindors did. Seamus didn't sit with them, but sat with Dean and Neville. He tried to ignore Prim and didn't look at her direction. 'This is ridiculous', Prim thought, but soon her angry thoughts were substituted with cheerful ones about Max. After she finished her breakfast, she walked out of the Great Hall to the owlery. When she arrived, she saw someone she didn't expect to see.

The guy turned around to see who came in. "Hill?" He scoffed.

"You actually look normal without those hideous glasses and freaky hair." Prim raised her eyebrow. 'Malfoy is complimenting me. He must be on something.'

"Thanks, Malfoy. Are you writing to mommy?" Prim said mockingly before snickering. Malfoy turned his back on her as she walked by next to him.

"Just when I thought you were alright, Hill, you annoy me. No, I'm not writing to my mother, but to a friend." She studied his porcelain face.

"Okay, knock yourself out." Prim walked over to a small table with ink caps, parchment, and feathers and started to write a letter to her mother. Malfoy's owl came to the owlery and delivered him a letter. Prim glanced up at him and noticed an uncharacteristic smile on his face; she'd never seen him glad.

"See you, Hill." He left her alone in the owlery.

As soon as she finished, she told her friends what happened in the owlery.

"Malfoy happy? That can't be good." Harry said to Primrose.

"Maybe Lucius is coming out of Azkaban." Ron wondered.

Hermione dismissed Ron's speculation by saying "Not possible." Prim was curious, but didn't want the others to know that she was beginning to tolerate him. Prim walked from the common room up to her room to find an owl with a letter for her. She quickly grabbed it and opened it

'Dear Katherine,

I was alone because my chubby date snogged someone else. She's a person who's clearly desperate for attention. But it's a good thing it happened, or I would've never danced with you. I'm still mesmerized by your eyes, and your smile dazzles in my dreams. What do you plan to do after Hogwarts?

Max'

Prim held the letter close to her chest and grinned. 'I usually don't melt from words, but he's good!' Prim sighed and wrote him another letter:

'Dear Max,

I must say that I'm blushing here. Your comments are unique, but I wonder if you say them to other girls. I plan to either become a Healer or open a shop, either a record shop or a bakery. What do you plan on doing? Do you see yourself married in the future?

Kat'

She gave the owl the letter and ran downstairs to her friend.

"So, Max, huh?" Rom smirked at Prim.

"Herm! You promised you wouldn't tell!" Prim reprimanded.

Hermione giggled "I'm sorry, but Ron can be quite convincing!"

"You should figure out who he is." Harry advised her. Prim nodded.

"You're right. He apparently knew Chloe. He addressed the envelope to her."

"Find out before he figures out who you are." Chloe said.

At dinner, the Great Hall was fuller than in the morning. Hungry students were exchanging stories from the Ball. Prim ate happily with her friends when a 4th year Ravenclaw whispered in her ear something and left. Ginny, who sat across her, looked at her with a questioning face. "Malfoy wants to talk to me after dinner." Prim mouthed to her. Hermione, who followed Prim's lips, shook her head.

"Don't you dare!" She hissed.

"He's not going to do anything to me. He doesn't want to get into trouble again, not after what happened in Hogsmeade." Prim grinned reassuringly at her. It didn't seem to comfort Hermione. Hermione whispered in Ron's ear and looked angrily at Prim.

"Don't. He probably wants to retaliate after what happened." Ron warned.

Prim laughed and said "I can take care of myself, thanks." She smiled and left her friends stunned.

She exited the Great hall and heard someone say "Your friends don't like me at all; not one bit." She turned to see Malfoy leaning on a wall, smirking at her.

Prim shrugged "I can understand why." She didn't know, but he was a bit hurt from what she said.

"You don't know me, Hill, and neither do they." Prim had an idea.

"How about we address each other with our names instead of surnames, shall we? It's getting annoying."

"Alright, Primrose." The way he said it sent a chill down her spine; one she never had before.

"So, Draco, what did you want to talk to me about?" There was a slight pause. Draco sat down on the staircase which faced the Great hall.

He cleared his throat and asked "Why didn't you sit next to Finnigan today?" Prim let out an airy laugh.

"You're following me?" She asked and placed her hands on her hips.

Draco quickly replied "No, but I noticed that today he didn't even talk to you. You obviously had a fight." 'How did he notice?'

"Seamus and I broke up." She said while leaning on the wall next to the staircase. S

he never expected to hear the following words from him "It's his loss." She had a surprised look on her face. Why was he civil with her?

Draco noticed this and chuckled. "You're not like your friends, Primrose. It's surprisingly interesting talking to you." Draco got up and looked into her eyes for a moment and left her standing here.