NEW GIRL

A Harry Potter FanFiction

Chapter Eight

Of course, I had relayed last nights incident to Monique the instant she woke. She was amazed.

"Oooh how exciting! How are you going to make it up to him?"

I hadn't even thought of that. Shit. My face dropped.

"Don't worry," she said quickly "Boys are happy if you just do it, let alone put in any effort."

Monique and I entered the dungeon for Potions. We sat next to Harry, Ron and Hermione at the large bench seats that surrounded the cauldrons. I could see Monique peeking over her shoulder to smile at Draco. My gaze followed hers. Holy Shit! Theo was in this class? How have I not noticed him before? I turned roughly to Monique.

"Since when has Theo been in this class?"

"Hmm? Oh! He swapped into it today. The other class clashed too much with his timetable."

"Surely it's too late in the term for him to be changing classes!"

"Mong! It is only the start of the third week. Why are you – "I gave Monique a look.

"Oh… OH! Shit. I forgot! Oh wow. Well… this will make for an interesting class then." She smirked at me. Snape entered the classroom.

"Today you shall be working in pairs."

Monique clung to me. Ron let out an audible yes.

"Don't get too excited Weasley. I will be choosing your partners. Let me see. Let's break up the fab five. Granger, you'll be with Parkinson." Pansy let out an audible groan.

"Weasley with Goyle." Ron rolled his eyes.

"Potter with Blaise." Harry swore under his breath. I never understood why Snape would pair Gryffindor's with Slytherin's. I mean, it was torture for the Gryffindor's but Slytherin was his house and he was torturing them too.

"Monique, I think I'll put with Draco." Monique tried to hide her happiness. Snape liked Monique for some reason. I think he knew her parents.

"And that leaves Ms Tongkummark. I think I'll put you with…" The suspense was already killing me. Please be Crabbe or even Millicent. Snape narrowed his eyes.

"I'll put you with Nott." My eyes widened and jaw dropped. No, it couldn't be true. Why? Why? Snape continued to pair everyone off.

"Well, move." Everyone bustled to their new seats. Monique walked confidently over to Draco and sat between him and Theo. I dawdled over, talking to Harry on the way.

"Tongkummark! Move!" Snape bellowed. I scooted over to Theo, like a dog with its tail between its legs. Theo stood up, letting me sit next to Monique.

"Here" he said softly, gesturing towards the seat.

"Thank you." I replied stiffly.

"Yep, always the gentlemen aren't you Theo?" Draco asked, smirking at him.

"You know, you could take a leaf out of his book." Monique replied casually.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. I'm just saying that it's a nice gesture."

"Yeah, well nice guys finish last." Draco finished sulkily. Monique raised her eyebrow.

"Not necessarily. I heard Theo was very nice last night and I'm sure he won't finish first." Monique turned to face Theo and gave him a smirk. I am sure she had learnt that from Draco. Theo's face burned crimson.

"What are you on about woman? Theo what does she mean?" Draco asked.

"I… I have no idea." Theo replied, his voice faltering slightly.

"You're crazy, you know that?" Draco said pointedly.

"No I'm not, ask Mong." Said Monique defensively.

"Mong?"

'Hmmm? What? I, I have no idea. She's crazy." I said, making the worldwide gesture for craziness. Draco surveyed Monique, who was trying to look as innocent as possible.

"I'm starting to worry about you."

Monique rolled her eyes and began taking notes. I followed suite and got out my quill and parchment. As I wrote, I could feel Theo's knee against mine. I moved it away slightly, thinking it was accidental, but he put his against mine again. I looked over at him. His face was concentrated on the board. I tried to focus on my work, but couldn't. I turned to Monique. She and Draco were giggling silently and swapping notes. I assessed the rest of the class. It amazed me that no one had noticed Draco and Monique. It was as if they were hidden by an invisibility cloak. I returned to my note taking, resting my left hand in my lap. Soon after I felt Theo grab my hand, his fingers interlocking with mine. I looked over at him, confused by the gesture. He still faced the board. I continued to take notes; he gave my hand a squeeze. I could see a slight smile play across his face.

"He wants to huuug you, he wants to kiss yoooou, he wants to tooooouch you!" Monique sang, dancing down the corridor to the Great Hall. I glowered at her.

"He was just holding my hand."

"Mong! Holding hands is a big deal!" Monique said, wide eyes, her arms flailing everywhere.

"I don't even think he was excited about it. He just stared at the board"

"Mong. There must be some interest. I mean, you've had sex."

"Oral sex Monique, oral." I said, correcting her.

"Whatever. The point is that you and Theo interacted in a sexual nature"

"Who interacted with who in a sexual nature?" I spun around to see Harry standing there, looking confused. I didn't know what to say. How long had he been there? Had he heard the whole conversation?

"Was it you?"

"I, uh, it was…" I was floundering. What the hell was I going to say? The silence grew louder and louder as I began to panic. His face began to grow angrier.

"C'mon Mong, admit it. You had sex with Theo."

I couldn't think of a single thing to say. Shit. Fuck. Balls.

"It was me."

Harry and I turned to face Monique.

"What?" Harry and I said in unison.

"It was me. I did it. Well, to be truthful, it wasn't Theo, but you don't need to know that." She stood there defiantly, a smile playing across her face.

"Then who was it with?" questioned Harry.

"I don't think that's any of your business."

"Why not?"

I began to get angry with Harry. It wasn't any of his business. In fact, why had he got in such a huff about me being with someone else? I wasn't his property. Hell, we had only had one kiss. I turned back to Monique and Harry. Their argument had escalated, both of them shouting at each other.

"Well why the fuck can't you tell me? This is bullshit! You share with everyone else but me! Some kind of friendship this is. How can I know that – "

The rage was building in Monique's face as she took in what Harry was saying.

"Ok Harry, you really wanna know who I'm fucking? You really want to know?"

Harry nodded.

"I'm fucking Draco Malfoy. Happy?"

Monique stalked off down the corridor. I looked around at the crowd that had now gathered. Each one of them looked blankly at Harry.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" He shouted and stormed off in the opposite direction to Monique.

Shit.