Daphne

I really don't know why I am here, seriously.

I have no interest whatsoever in seeing Harry and Ginny snog each other… I should be happy for my best friend and in all honesty I am, I am happy that he is happy but well, this is not working, my resolve has broken the very first day it started.

Last night, I had promised myself that I won't sulk after Harry.

He is happy and only that should matter, shouldn't it?

But seeing them together still hurts me and makes me feel sick. I am seventeen, young and beautiful if I say so myself, and well it is not the end of the world if the guy I like doesn't like me back! Then why do I feel like stabbing the red-head kissing him?

"Daphne I was looking for you!" A voice exclaimed behind me, the very voice that I was trying to avoid for the evening.

"I was right here," I replied, turning and putting on my best fake smile, "Let's go and have something, Zach."

Zacharias Smith nodded eagerly and we edged towards the table where there were different assortments of drinks, ranging from Butterbeer to Firewhiskey and even Muggle punch and Pumpkin Juice, thanks to Harry and his gang, Neville, Ron and surprisingly for this time, Draco.

I had decided that I won't be sulking and brooding, and Hermione, bless her, had noticed all I was going through, suggested that I could bring someone to this party the guys had organized for celebrating something I could not remember.

From the time Harry discovered the Room Of Requirement, it has been used as a party hall and they party every fortnight for dumbest of reasons, one of them was "we all got detention" celebration.

So, I agreed to going with Zacharias Smith, wish I hadn't, because, what he wants is abundantly clear, a hook up.

Now, how to escape the Hufflepuff, is beyond me. Merlin, where is my Slytherin cunningness?

I roll my eyes as Zach babbles about the Quidditch game between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. I am half-listening to what he is saying as I look around for a way to escape.

My eyes land again and again to the happy couple, Ginny and Harry, much to my chagrin.

Then I start looking for Hermione, where was she?

Oh there she is with Draco.

Wait, what, with Draco?

How the two of them are having a civil conversation?

"Daphne," Zach says my name, stopping my train of thought; I look up at him, trying my best not to look irritated.

Then for the first time I realize that we are seated on one of the love-seats, wow, I am really bad at paying attention, lately.

I turn Zach and I am about to open my mouth to say "What?" but before that his lips end on mine, and he is kissing me.

Honestly, I am a seventeen year old girl, as I have mentioned previously and my first reaction is to kiss him back, without thinking.

Then I gained back my senses and pushed back. And suddenly it was like all eyes were on us some people were looking shocked and some were wolf-whistling, but my eyes searched for only one certain pair of green eyes.

Finally I caught Harry's eyes and I saw something in them that I could not recognize, which was strange, generally, I could read Harry easily. The moment our eyes met, he turned away.

Unbeknownst to me, Susan Bones had approached us, "Hey Zach, I didn't know you were dating Daphne!"

"It is not official yet," Zach said, with I assume, a charming smile, "So will you go out with me?"

I wished the earth would swallow me, because half of the occupants looked at me expectantly, while Harry avoided my gaze.

What should I do? How and why did I end up here?

I looked at Hermione, who nodded encouragingly.

I internally sighed, Harry was happy and there was no chance he was breaking up with Ginny. And it was not like a marriage proposal, would it hurt trying?

"Yes," I smiled and Zach smiled and kissed me.

The wolf-whistles returned and I tried to lose myself in the kiss but a voice in the back of my head bugged me.

This time, I let him pull back and our spectators cheered around us. A room full of teenagers, what did you expect?

I looked around again, Hermione smiled at me, Draco looked impassive and Ginny looked confused, Harry had just left the room.

I know this is a bit longer than the usual "drabble" length, but when I started to write, the idea wouldn't leave me. Word count is 750, yep, exactly.

Along with Too Many Cooks, it is written for Melody's Disney Character competition, prompt used,

Abu: Write about someone in a sticky situation.