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Listen to : Unlike me by Charlie Winston

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Draco stared into her bewildered brown eyes, wondering why on earth she was looking so panicked. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly open. She turned away suddenly as if she had just realised whom she was staring at. He shook his head in exasperation. Last night, she had danced with him, hugged him and let him kiss her but today, she was afraid of someone noticing her staring at him.

Last night's memories flooded his mind then. His hand at her back as they revolved together on the dance floor, the overwhelming scent of her hair, her warmth slowly seeping into him and warming him to the core and finally the feeling of her soft cheek under his lips as he kissed her good night...

He had found the common room empty when he returned except for a few seventh year couples making out in the dark corners. He had snickered in disgust and headed straight for his dormitory. There were Crabbe and Goyle in a stupor, snoring alternately.

He'd got into bed after changing out of his black tux and spent a major part of the night wondering about her. Wondering if she was thinking about him too. Wondering what would happen in the morning.

Her shy smile and flushed cheeks were the last things he remembered before drifting off to sleep.

The morning had arrived, crisp and bright. He had found himself looking around for her with the same eagerness with which she had been looking for Krum the previous night.

Thinking of Krum brought a frown to his face. The man had one of the smartest and prettiest girls around as his date and he had just decided to abandon her in the middle of the Ball without a reason.

Well, in the end it had suited him nicely because even though he hated to admit it to himself, last night had been one of the best of his life.

It had been perfect for a change. No Potter or Weasley, no Crabbe or Goyle and no worries. Just a simple dance with the girl he liked.

He choked on his pumpkin juice replaying the train of his thoughts. The girl he liked?

Oh God.

This was bad.

He looked over to the Gryffindor table. She was sandwiched between the Weaslette and Johnson. Her hands were trembling slightly as she handled her spoon and fork. She was eating her breakfast with her head down, determined to avoid his gaze.

'Well, let's see how long that would work' he thought to himself and smirked.

Soon enough, she turned, her eyebrows raised so high that they had disappeared into the fringe. Seeing him staring at her again only made her blush furiously and turn back hastily, muttering something to Weaslette.

They both got up together and after a few words to Potter and Weasley started walking away towards the library. She looked at him one last time and her hazel eyes drew him in once again. It was at that moment he decided that he really liked her and he wasn't letting her go.

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She was curled up on her favourite armchair in the common room with a copy of The standard book of spells Grade four in her lap. She had been staring at the same page, having read and reread the first few lines at least 10 times, without taking in a single word.

She was too busy thinking about a blonde haired Slytherin. He had been staring at her throughout breakfast and it had been a bit scary to be honest. His grey eyes boring into hers when she looked at him and the creepy feeling of someone watching her back when she turned away.

At that moment, she heard a tapping sound that startled her from her reviere. A handsome eagle owl was by the window with a note tied to its foot with a ribbon.

'Not Viktor's owl' she thought to herself in disappointment. She had been wanting to hear from him but he seemed to have disappeareed into thin air the previous night.

Wondering who would send her a note at this time, she stepped forward and untied the ribbon. The owl didn't fly away to her surprise.

Instead he waited as if for her reply. Cautiously, she opened the note to find a message scrawled in an entirely unfamiliar hand.

Meet me at the Astronomy tower tonight at eleven.
Alone.

'Who are you?' she scrawled behind the note and sent it back with the owl after stroking it gently. It really was a lovable creature.

The owl didn't return.

The day passed slowly and typically. She finally talked to Ron who apologized for his behaviour at the Ball. She forgave him easily. He was Ron after all. One of her best friends.

Harry had meanwhile taken to spending the day on the couch with the Golden egg in his hand, turning it and viewing it from all angles, as if that would provide him with clues as to what the second task was about.

After dinner, they all walked back to the Gryffindor tower, stomachs full to bursting with the delicious Hogwarts Christmas food.

The boys bid her good night soon after so she sat in her armchair with her transfiguration text once again. Having studied the chapter on Vanishing spells, she decided that she was done for the day.

A glance at the huge clock in the common room told her that it was almost eleven o' clock. The identity of the mystery note writer was still bothering her. Who could it be?

Finally, her curiosity overrode reason and she grabbed her cloak and climbed out of the portrait hole and walked towards the Astronomy tower.

Reaching the top was a tiring job and she was already berating herself for coming by the time she had climbed midway up.

Finally, she reached panting and puffing to the top of the tower. And the sight before her eyes made her jaw drop.

She had never seen Hogwarts at night before and that too from such a great height.
It looked simply amazing.

The grounds with their lamps looking like tiny dots from above, the bright full moon with its reflection in the lake, the Quidditch pitch with the goal spots shining golden in the darkness. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

'You came' said a familiar cold voice from behind her, making her jump in surprise and confirming her suspicions.

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