NEW GIRL

A Harry Potter FanFiction

Chapter Fourteen

I sat there waiting in the common room. It was fifteen minutes before Harry and I were meant to be going on our "date", but I couldn't sit in the dorm any longer. I felt like I was going to barf. I had ended up wearing a summer dress with a cardigan, some stockings and flats. Summer was starting to leave us. Monique had insisted I wear something more revealing, but I felt that Harry wasn't the type of guy that you wore "sexy" for.

Another ten minutes passed and Harry appeared at the bottom of the boy's chambers stairwell. He smiled that crooked smile at me. I couldn't help but get butterflies in my stomach. Sure, he wasn't as attractive as Theo was, but I'm sure he wasn't the arsehole Theo was either. He came towards me and held out a hand to help me up off the armchair. I took it gladly. As I stood up, he pulled me close to him, gently kissing my forehead and holding me tight. He smelled nice.

"I missed you." He whispered.

"I missed you too."

After we had spent the morning strolling around the tiny village that was Hogsmeade, we decided to meet up with Ron, Hermione, Monique and Draco at the Three Broomsticks. They were trying a double date. I scoffed aloud at the thought of it. I was sure there would be tears and they wouldn't be Monique's.

"What you thinking about?" Harry asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Oh, um. I was just thinking about the others." Harry laughed slightly.

"It will be interesting to see what they've got up to."

We walked up to the front door. Harry chivalrously opened the door for me. He had already given me his jacket because I casually said that it was a bit chilly. I remember my mum (who is a psychiatrist) saying that if a boy gives you his jacket/other garment it is a way of him claiming you for his own. It shows to the world that you are "his" woman. It's a very primitive thing. I wasn't sure I wanted to be Harry's girl. He came with a lot of baggage. I mean, he comes from a broken home to begin with. On top of that, he has the world's most evil wizard chasing him down, a million other enemies and well… I don't want to seem vain, but he could use some style tips. Theo, on the other hand, well, He looked gorgeous all the time.

"Stop it!" I hissed to myself. I should not be thinking about that prick. That extremely handsome prick. Harry looked over at me as if I was crazy.

"Ahaha, I uh, just had a song in my head. Can't stop singing it." I smiled.

"Ok. Sure." Harry said slowly. We glanced around the pub for our group of friends. There was a commotion happening down the back. Harry and I moved closer for a better look.

"She doesn't want to see you ok? Nobody does, you fucking cunt!"

I recognised the voice immediately as Monique's. I knew immediately what the problem was. I pushed Harry out of the way.

"Woman, what the hell has possessed you?" Draco's voice was slightly angered.

"Monique, please if you could just…"

"No! Just piss off!"

"What is going on here?" Harry asked.

"That's what I want to know!" Draco shouted.

I looked at the scene that was playing out in front of me. Both Ron and Hermione were huddled together in the booth. Monique was standing, as was Draco, his hand was wrapped tightly around her right wrist, clearly holding her back. Theo was keeping his distance. Harry had moved around to beside Draco.

Theo was shaking; a glossy sheen was covering his face.

"Well come on Theo. Explain yourself." Monique spat.

"I," Theo looked over to me, his face fell "I have no explanation."

"Oh, that is rich!" Monique said rolling her eyes.

"Monique! This is ridiculous! Theo what is going on here?" Draco asked. A silence fell over us. Theo looked at his feet.

"Theo, what is wrong?" Harry asked. Theo remained silent.

"Well." Monique butted in, "If Theo isn't going to tell them I will. He – " It was at this moment I decided to step in.

"Stop it!" I cried. Everyone turned to face me.

"Mong, if I could just…" Theo took a step towards me.

"No. Don't you dare come near me." I took a deep breath. Monique stood beside me and took my hand.

"Um, do you remember the other day, when um, when I ran into Theo before potions and you all came out because I had screamed?" Everyone nodded.

"Mong, please don't-" Theo begged.

"Shut your face Nott." Ron muttered.

"Continue Mong." Hermione said calmly.

"Well, I, the thing is, I didn't scream because I was scared I'd ran into Theo, well I was scared, but not because of that I, I – "It was then that I began to break down. It was all too much. I just wanted to go home. I wanted to be back at Beauxbatons. I felt Monique's arms around me.

"It's ok." She whispered. I felt myself gather strength. I broke the hug.

"Theo tried to rape me."

A shocked silence fell over all the patrons of The Three Broomsticks. Theo went storming out. Harry fell into a seat. Hermione covered her mouth in shock. Ron looked like he was about to be sick. Draco was staring at me.

"Bullshit." He said quietly.

"I beg your pardon." Monique said, narrowing her eyes.

"I said, bullshit." Draco took a step towards Monique and I. "I find it hard to believe that Theo would do something like that."

"Are you saying that Mong is lying? Who lies about something like that!"

"Are you sure you just didn't misinterpret the situation?" Draco asked, turning to me. My jaw dropped in shock.

"This isn't something you just misinterpret!" Monique cried, incredulously.

"I didn't ask you, I asked Mong."

"I did not misinterpret the situation." I said calmly. Draco's face became more twisted.

"Well, isn't this just typical of a mudblood. This is why pureblood's shouldn't mix with the like of you." Draco spat, looking down his nose at me. "C'mon Monique, let's leave." He held out his hand for her.

"I'm not going." Monique said quietly.

"What?"

"I'm not going." She said with more confidence.

"So you believe this shit then?"

"You know Malfoy, I thought you were better than that. Obviously I was wrong." Monique stalked off towards the front door.

"Mark my words Tongkummark, no one crosses a Slytherin." Draco turned and left. I looked over towards Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"I'm so sorry Mong." Hermione whispered. Harry went to put his arm around me. I shrugged it off.

"I think I need to be alone."