NEW GIRL

A Harry Potter FanFiction

Chapter Three

The match… well it was a match. I'm not a huge Quidditch fan. Ravenclaw won, but that was not a huge surprise. It was nice though. Harry sat with his arm around me. It made me feel… well, let's say "pleasant".

Harry, Ron, Hermione and I decided to stay outside. It was too nice to be indoors. It was a shame Monique wasn't out here enjoying it. As we sat near the lake taking pleasure in the sun, Ron and Hermione bickered over Ron looking at a girl, Harry and I just enjoyed each other.

After an hour of idle chitchat, Ron wondered aloud as to where Monique's whereabouts was. She was going to meet us after the game after all.

"Oh Ronald! I don't know why you're concerned. I'm sure she's fine." Hermione quipped.

"I just wondered, that's all. Wouldn't mind her company, hey Harry?" Ron said cheekily, looking up at Harry. Harry smiled.

"Yeah, she's nice."

"Nice? Mate, she's mint"

"Ronald!" Hermione shrieked. Of course, we all laughed at Hermione's outburst.

"It's alright Mione, I'm only stirring." Chuckled Ron.

Not long after this Hermione muttered something about having homework and rushed off towards the castle. Ron sighed.

"As if she has homework." He paused and sighed again.

"I suppose that's my cue to see if she's alright." Ron got up.

"I'll see you two later at the party yeah?"

"Yeah for sure" I nodded.

"Alright. See you later on then." And with that, Ron began to trudge back up to the castle.

Now that just left Harry and me… alone…

"So…" Harry said awkwardly.

"So…" I repeated, mimicking him. Harry laughed. He had a great laugh. It was round and affectionate. He shuffled closer to me while doing this. I could feel the warmth coming from his body. We were close enough that if we moved slightly our skin would brush. I was glad I had worn a singlet with this skirt. I could feel his skin against mine. I looked down as I felt myself begin to blush. His breath on the back of my neck. I looked up again into his bright green eyes. I shouldn't have. It only made me get lost and flustered. I felt his hand on my thigh as he pulled me closer. Our faces almost touching.

"Oi! Potter!"

Harry let out an exasperated sigh.

"What Malfoy? Oh. Theo. What do you want?"

I looked up to have my gaze met by a tall Slytherin boy. Well, I didn't know if he was a Slytherin. I hoped he wasn't a Slytherin. He was gorgeous.

"Have you seen Draco?" The boy said in a low drawl (well that confirmed he was a Slytherin). Hadn't Harry said just before that his name was Theo?

"No. Why would I know where he is?"

"He had to work with your friend; I thought you might've seen him."

"Well, I haven't ok?" Harry snapped back.

I looked up at Theo again. He had the most beautiful dark blue eyes. They were like looking at the night sky. His hair was shaggy, with a slight curl. He had that sort of Orlando Bloom type hair. His dark hair complimented his pale skin. His broad shoulders accentuated in his loosely fitting white tee.

"No need to be rude" tutted Theo condescendingly and walked away.

As he walked away, his jean fitted around his arse just nice. Perfectly, some might say.

Harry looked at me. I realised I had been holding my breath.

"Where were we?" Harry muttered, pulling me closer.

"I'm sorry Harry, I've got to go," I said, flustered, "we've got that party and I've got to get ready. Plus I should check on Monique. Make sure Malfoy hasn't made her so angry she's done something stupid." I laughed weakly, getting up quickly and walking back to the castle, leaving Harry looking like I had used "stupify" on him.