Author's Note: The ship is building! FINALLY! I've been waiting for this moment to come. Well, it's not in this chapter but you'll know what I mean as you read on the next few upcoming chapters. Please enjoy and review!

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Chapter 12

Zabrina was on her first trip to Hogsmeade with Daphne, Tracey, and Millicent. She grew rather fond of the other two since the end of last year, when they also started hating on Parkinson and sat beside Daphne at lunch. The four walked together, with Zabrina on the right end, and made their way into Hogsmeade.

She went to The Three Broomsticks with the Three Others and sat near the staircase. They ordered four Butterbeers while Millicent explained to them how delicious it was. Their drinks came out, and they all took a synchronized sip. It was sweet, and had a light fizz.

"Told ya it tastes amazing," Millicent took another gulp of Butterbeer.

Daphne laughed and took another sip.

"Yes, now we all know that no matter how stupid Millicent is, she's smarter than Granger when it comes to food," Tracey took a sip.

This Butterbeer was strangely addicting. Zabrina took a sip.

"I'm not that stupid!" Millicent squinted her eyes.

They all laughed as they took another sip. Zabrina saw the Harry-less Golden Trio enter the pub. Ron and Hermione seemed so awkward together. Potter couldn't come because his permission slip wasn't signed. Instead, dad told her that he was going to stay with him. Lupin seemed to spend a lot of time with Harry. She couldn't blame him; he was his friend's son.

She saw his picture from Dad's yearbook a few years ago. He showed her his three other friends: James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew. James Potter looked exactly like Harry Potter, except for the eyes.

Harry Potter had his mother's eyes.

Sirius Black had long curly black hair, and was fair, but he wasn't the type Zabrina would call "handsome". Peter Pettigrew was a little wide to be honest, and had small eyes and a crooked nose. She wasn't exactly all that fond of his appearance.

Ron and Hermione sat at a table far away from them, so Zabrina couldn't hear their conversation. They were a little gloomy, but that vibe disappeared the moment they had a taste of Butterbeer. She shifted her attention back to her friends, who were now talking about their favorite Quidditch players in Slytherin and other House members.

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For the next few weeks, Draco and Zabrina had their midnight conversation in private. To make sure their "friendship" was a secret, Draco teased her unnecessarily in public.

"Looks who's here! It's Professor Lupin's daughter! Let's all sit up straight and be on our best behavior!" Draco sneered as Zabrina walked passed him during dinner.

"Don't mind him, Zabrina," Daphne said as Zabrina sat down.

"I don't," Zabrina ate her dinner, with Violet sitting in front of her.

Zabrina grew a little fond of Violet as well. She was nice and quiet, hard-working, and admired Zabrina for some strange unknown reason. She was a half-blood; her mom was a muggle-born. She sat with Zabrina at every meal. She was a little like Colin Creevey, besides the whole stalking and photographs and "Look over here, Harry". Violet just admired her the same way Colin admired Harry.

She went back to the dungeons after dinner and began her homework. Daphne sat next to her, copying the textbook, and Violet sat on a chair nearby. She came to Zabrina to ask a few questions every once in a while. After they finished, Zabrina and Daphne went up to their room to get ready for bed. When everyone else was asleep, Zabrina tip-toed her way down back to the Common Room and saw Draco there, as usual.

"So, are you going home for Christmas?"

"No, dad's staying, so I stay here."

"Well I'm staying here, too."

"Don't you go to Paris or something every year?"

"My parents are busy this year, and they plan on going next year."

"Is anyone else staying?"

"No, not that I know of. Are any of your roommates staying?"

"All of my roommates are off."

"Then I guess it'll be just you and me."

"I guess so."

"You should be honored that-"

"Oh yes. Spending my Christmas holiday with Draco Malfoy truly is an honor."

"There we go," Draco gave her a satisfied smile.

"I'm going to bed now," Zabrina said as she stood up. "Aren't you tired?"

"Not at all."

"Alright then," Zabrina went back to her room.

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Daphne and Zabrina went to the Three Broomsticks together and ordered two Butterbeers.

"I'm going to miss your hot cocoa."

"You'll get to have them soon enough," Zabrina smiled.

"I'm so sorry you can't come with us."

"It's fine," Zabrina assured her.

They talked about Daphne and Blaise, and how their "relationship" was going. They now talked once every few days, which made Daphne even more excited than she already was.

"I really think I like him!" Daphne nodded.

"Well you're not the only one who knows that."

"So, do you?"

"No, I don't like Blaise."

"Not Blaise, but Draco!" Daphne giggled.

"What?"

"Oh please, don't act like I've never seen you go down at night."

"How do you know it's Draco I'm meeting?"

"Ah, so it is Draco!"

"You bloody git-"

"Well, it was kind of obvious," Daphne laughed.

"No, it wasn't. I don't even like him!"

"Oh please, don't lie to Daphne Greengrass. I've known you for more than two bloody years."

"I don't like Draco."

"Yes, you do."

"Daphne, if you say that one more time, I'll bloody bury you in Professor Snape's office."

"Admit it, Zabrina. You like Dra-"

Zabrina covered her mouth when Draco came running in like he'd just been attacked by a ghost.

"Later," Zabrina whispered. Daphne smirked and nodded.

"That bloody Weasel and Mudblood," Draco spat.

"What did they do?" Parkinson came and sat next to Draco.

Daphne dragged Zabrina out of the pub and went to Honeydukes.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you away from that mess."

"What?"

"Oh just follow me."

"Daphne, if this is because of Parkinson, I'm completely fine with it. I don't like Dra-"

"Oh please, I saw the jealousy all over your face."

"I'M NOT JEALOUS!"