Just as I thought, Draco got caught up in everything around him and basically forgot about me. I mean, we still are doing our potions project, but now all he talks about is "Viktor Krum did this…Viktor Krum did that…Can you believe how hot those Beauxbaton girls are?" I have to figure out a plan.

I'm on my way through the courtyard to find Allie and Taylor, when I hear Draco and Harry yelling at each other. Oh no! Not ferret day already. I stand in the back of the crowd and watch the scene progress.

No Draco! Don't try to hex Harry! Oh God, he just got turned into a ferret. He must be so furious. I can't believe Mad Eye Moody did that! Doesn't he know not to use transfiguration as punishment on people? I must say though that Draco makes a very cute ferret. I hope Draco's not getting sick from going up and down like that. Please tell me Moody did not just put Draco into Crabbe's pants! Ewwwww! That must be traumatizing. Oh good, McGonagall changed him back. Aww he looks cute with his hair all tousled like that. Oh don't use that stupid "I'll tell my father" excuse again. Don't you know it makes you look like a coward?

I try to leave before Draco realizes I'm here to see his transfiguration, but as I turn to leave, Draco rushes by in fury. He sees me and stops.

"I…" he stutters giving me a pleading look of guilt before blushing. He quickly lowers his eyes and head in embarrassment and runs off, with Crabbe and Goyle not far behind. Poor Draco. If only he could see the difference between what's right and wrong.

A Couple Weeks Later

Harry made it through the first task with merely a scratch. Draco and I barely see each other anymore since our project is now finished. At least we got an A. Taylor has tried to talk to him, but he won't listen to her, making up excuses after excuses.

"Why do boys have to be so stupid and can't see what's in front of their faces?" I sigh as I collapse onto the sofa in the Gryffindor common room. Allie and Taylor just shake their heads and shrug their shoulders.

"We need a plan to open Draco's mind," Taylor states. "Have you read his mind recently to help us with what he might be thinking about?"

"Nah. I felt like I was prying too much into his privacy," I respond sadly. "You know I only do it when I feel there's something important I need to figure out, or if it's an emergency."

"But this is an emergency!" Allie exclaims. "We need to get your man!"

"Please, don't ask me to read his mind again. Some things just should stay private," I sigh.

"Why what happened last time?" Taylor inquires.

"Well the last time I did it was right after our potion exploded, you know, the day Draco stuck up for me," I start to explain. "He said and I quote… 'Stupid, incompetent Gryffindor. She's just as bad as those filthy mudbloods. Didn't America teach her anything? Americans are such slobs.'"

"Ouch," Allie says with pity in her voice.

"Well now we definitely need to get a plan. Why can't men wise up?" Taylor states.

"I can't answer your question, Taylor, but I might just have a plan," Allie states with a glint in her eye.

"Well why didn't you say so before?" Taylor asks.

"It wasn't the right time, but now after what I heard, it might be." Allie explains.

"I'm scared to know what it is, but do tell," I say.

"Well, the Weasley twins and I have come up with a song that might just…how do you say it…knock his socks off. This would be the perfect occasion to bring it to life."

"Do I want to ask what it's about?" I ask nervously.

"Let's just say it will be the perfect time to cuddle and comfort your poor little Draco Malfoy," Allie states before laughing maniacally. What have I gotten myself into?