NEW GIRL

A Harry Potter FanFiction

Chapter Five

Monique and I headed down to the Great Hall. The party had been going for a good couple of hours now. Monique had insisted we enter late, something about it being uncool to be on time.

As we began to descend the stairs, I could already see people dancing. I began to smile. I hoped Harry liked my outfit. I had ended up going for a short black dress with shoulders that would make Lady GaGa jealous. It fitted nicely against me and was low cut, but not too low cut. Just enough for the guys to notice, without looking like a complete slut. Monique had opted for slut. She was basically wearing something that resembled a long red tank top.

As we got to the bottom of the stairs I noticed Draco was waiting and Oh My God so was Theo. Man, was I glad that I had worn this dress, instead of the other with the higher cut neckline. Draco pulled Monique in tight and kissed her forehead, his hand sitting lightly on her butt. They turned to us, grinning stupidly.

"Doesn't she look gorgeous, Theo?" Draco asked. Monique giggled.

"Is that something you really want me to answer?" Theo replied.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, either way I get in trouble. If I say, "yeah she looks good" you'll get angry that I find her attractive. If I say "no" you'll get angry that I haven't found her attractive."

Draco looked completely confused.

"Dude, I didn't really want you to answer."

I began to laugh.

"Oooh! Theo, this is my friend Mong. She's my soul mate." Monique chimed in smiling warmly at me. Theo turned his gaze towards me. It sent chills down my spine.

"Hi" I said, extending my hand towards him, showing him my best smile.

"Hi" he said his voice low and gravely. He reached for my hand, placing the lightest of kisses on it. I bit my lip. This boy was gorgeous. Draco rolled his eyes.

"Excuse Theo. He feels the need to live in the 19th Century."

"No, it's nice." I said brightly. Theo's eyes still hadn't left mine.

"Well, we better go meet the others." Monique said to me.

"Ugh, not Potter and Weasel." Draco groaned. Monique hit him.

"Yes Potter and Weasel. Be nice."

And with that, Monique grabbed my hand and we walked into the party. I looked back to see Theo still looking.

"Umm Hermione, you look nice." Monique said politely.

"Oh, thank you." She looked awful. Monique and I both knew this. Well at least she was making the effort. Monique smiled at her.

"And I see you have forgotten to wear pants." Hermione replied, smirking. Monique rolled her eyes.

"Yep. Cheers Hermione."

You could feel the tension between them. The awkward silence grew louder. Ron looked at them both.

"Ummmm… Hermione, want… to… uh… dance?" Ron asked, raising his hands questioningly.

"Ugh." Hermione stormed off. Harry, Monique and I looked at Ron.

"Yeah, I know, I'm going." He stalked off into the crowd. Monique looked at me, then at Harry and then back to me.

"Sooo… Um. Neville said he'd have a dance with me, so I think I'll go find him."

As Monique walked off, she gave a huge wink and a smile. She leant in to my ear "I want to hear that you rode him hard tomorrow morning ok? I'm staying in Draco's room." She whispered. Monique looked back to Harry. She waved coyly.

"Have a good night." and disappeared into the crowd. I looked back to Harry and smiled. He did that adorable crooked smile back.

"You wanna dance?"

"Sure"

We walked out into the middle of the dance floor. As if the Gods knew, a slow song came on. It was like something out of a romance novel. I snaked my arms around Harry's neck. With his hands on the small of my back, he pulled me in tightly. I rested my head on his chest. We fitted perfectly together.

"Must be my lucky night," Harry murmured into my ear. I looked up at his face and brought mine in close, standing on tiptoe. Our lips brushed. They brushed again. We stopped to look at each other. This time I went for it. My lips pressed against his. My arms pulled him in tighter. Our bodies rubbed against each other. Our lips opened, his hands moved lower. We became more engrossed in each other. Our movements became desperate. We clung to each other.

"Mr Potter!" The magic was broken. We turned like deer caught in the headlights. Professor McGonagall was staring at us. Her eyes wide.

"I know this is a party, but I do not wish to see two of my students floundering around against each other like fish out of water."

"Sorry Professor McGonagall" we both muttered in unison. She walked away to join the rest of the chaperone's in the corner. I looked at Harry. He sighed.

"One day it'll happen."

I smiled and we walked back to the sidelines to join Ron and Hermione.

I looked up at the giant clock. It was 2am. Time for me to leave. There were only the stragglers now. I had seen Monique leave about an hour before hand in hand with Draco. I got up off Harry's lap. His hand still in mine.

"Time for bed I think."

"Nooo Don't go!" Hermione pouted.

"No, it's definitely time for me to leave." I smiled.

"Well, if you're sure."

"Positive."

"Do you want me to walk you up?" Harry asked suggestively.

"No, I'm fine. Stay here, have fun." I leant over and pecked him on the cheek. I know I should have gone for the lips, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. All night all I could think of was Theo. I felt guilty for leading Harry on. I liked Harry, I really really did… but there was something about Theo I just couldn't shake.

I lay down on the bed and drew my curtains. Why couldn't I just like Harry? He liked me. In addition, why should I be thinking about this Theo? I didn't even know him. I let out a sigh and rolled on to my side. I am retarded.