NEW GIRL

A Harry Potter FanFiction

Chapter Two

I sat down between Monique and Hermione. I was not a huge fan of Hermione, but she was nice. I knew Monique didn't think highly of her either, but I think that was mainly because Hermione treated Monique as if she was below her. I'm pretty sure that was because Monique managed to do well at school and have a social life at the same time.

I looked over at Monique. She was laughing at something Harry had said. She tossed her head back, her hand landing on his knee. Well, not his knee… more his upper thigh. It was such a throw away gesture, yet it managed to make Harry blush and Ron look surly. However, Ron soon lost this look when Monique reached across the table and touched his hand while in the heat of excitement of telling him about how Snape had tripped over his robes on the way to lunch yesterday.

As this was all happening, Hermione had grabbed my arm.

"Look at her. I am so glad you do not act the way Monique does. It's not appropriate for girls our age to behave like that."

I smiled at her and turned away rolling my eyes. How old was she? Fifty? Harry caught my eye while I was doing this. My face dropped. He began to laugh. Harry was quite attractive when he laughed. He had nice teeth. I liked nice teeth. Ron looked up at the large clock that sat above the Great Hall entrance.

"C'mon Harry, we better go get seats. Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff, should be an alright match."

"Oooh Ron! I'll come!" Hermione butted in, pushing me from side to side, hurrying out to join Ron. Monique turned to me, pulled a disgusted face, and then fell into a fit of giggles.

"Mong, you coming?" Harry asked, blushing ever so slightly.

"Umm, yeah I think so. Monique, are you?"

"Hmmm… maybe. I have a couple of things I have to do, but I'll try and make it down." She smiled and stood up.

Wow, that dress was short. I mean, it was warm, but wow. Ron's jaw dropped slightly. This of course earnt him a large whack on the arm from Hermione.

I stood up to join Harry and looked around the Great Hall. It was almost empty, except for a couple of lingering students.

"What are you doing now Potter? Tormenting the new girl?"

I turned around to see who the source of the voice was. There he was. Draco Malfoy. I was surprised he had even known I existed. Harry opened his mouth for a come back, but he was too late.

"I'm pretty sure that's my job, right Mong?" Monique chimed in, giving me a wink. I smiled.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry spat.

"I don't want anything from you Potter," Malfoy said as his face contorted at the thought of wanting anything from Harry "I'm here to see Monique."

Ron's face dropped in shock.

"Oh, umm… we're partners in Potions. We've got that stupid assignment due and we want to get it done early. We've got that party tonight." Monique blurted out, looking slightly flustered. I had completely forgotten about that assignment. Lucky I'd partnered with Hermione, so my knowledge was not needed.

"Oh. Well. We'll see you at after the game yeah?" Harry asked. Monique nodded. I said a hurried goodbye to her and began to walk off with Harry.

As we left, I took one last look behind and could have sworn I saw Draco's hand on Monique's butt. I shook my head and continued out the door into the crisp morning sun.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked, looking concerned. I smiled.

"Of course!"

Harry gave a look of relief. We walked in silence for a couple more minutes and then Harry took my hand. It was nice. And warm. And surprisingly soft. I wonder if he moisturised.

I smiled broadly, as we walked up the hill to the Quidditch pitch. Today was going to be a good day.