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Chapter 15

Zabrina spent the whole day alone. She didn't dare look up or talk to anyone, including the Professors. Finally, she quietly asked Professor McGonagall to take her to the Headmaster's office.

"Zabrina, how are you feeling?"

Zabrina didn't raise her head.

"Zabrina, I wish you not to feel bad about this. You have done nothing wrong. Just because you're You-Know-Who's daughter doesn't mean you deserve to abandon your life."

"Professor?"

"Yes, Zabrina?"

"What do I do now?" she buried her face in her hands. "Voldemort is the reason why all this chaos is happening. He killed countless people, and just look what he's done to Harry's life! He tore his family apart and ruined the guy."

"So do you feel guilty?"

"Yes!" she looked up.

"Then what do you want to do now?"

"I don't know," she sighed.

"Well let's disregard that for now. Tell me. Is it true that several had failed to disarm you back in your second year?"

"Spells don't work on me," Zabrina said. "It's been like that ever since I can remember."

"Interesting," Dumbledore nodded.

"Does my dad- I mean Lupin- know about my…parents?"

"Yes, he is aware. He knew since last year."

"And he never told me?"

"You were too young back then, and we thought we still had much time," Dumbledore said.

Zabrina stayed silent.

"Zabrina, do not feel bad about this. The truth is heavy, but it's the truth."

Zabrina sighed. "Do I keep this as a secret?"

"If you want to," Dumbledore stood up. "Come now, I'll take you back to your Common Room."

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Zabrina saw Draco in his seat again.

"You okay?"

Zabrina sat in front of him. "Yeah, I think so."

"So is it all settled?"

"No."

"Okay then," Draco said. "Have you seen Victor Krum today?"

"No, how is he?"

"He's tall, but not as handsome as me."

Zabrina smirked. "Then that means he's below unpresentable."

"Hey you did not just-"

"I'm tired Draco, goodnight."

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She talked to Daphne and the others the next day, saying that she was "feeling a little down" yesterday and that she's better now. They were sitting in the Great Hall, cheering for the three champions that were selected by the Goblet. Suddenly, everyone became silent as another name came out. Harry's name came out of the Goblet, and now Harry was the first fourth contestant and youngest wizard to enter the Triwizard Tournament.

Why was Harry always in trouble? For the past years, Harry faced trolls, snakes, and even her dad. How much more did fate have in for him? People could get killed in that contest; did it want Harry to die? Why on earth did fate want Harry to die? What did he do that's so wrong, that he has to "die" every damn year?

The whole room was filled with whispers and hating against Harry. He would've never put his name in the Goblet; he was probably too tired to face death again. Who would do such a thing? Draco snorted and said how selfish and self-centered Harry was, and that he probably entered his name so he could be on the center of attention again.

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"So I have to ask, how's it going with Draco?" Daphne asked.

"What?"

"Like I don't know. We've been through this already, and I'm trying to confirm the truth."

"How is your thought equal to the truth?"

"Now tell me, since when were you into Draco Malfoy?" Daphne ignored Zabrina's previous question.

"I'm not into him!" Zabrina said.

"Ah, but your face is burning red. Just admit it, Zabrina. It's easier that way."

"Daphne, listen. I don't like Draco."

"That's what your mind thinks, not your heart."

"Oh stop it!"

"I'm just saying," Daphne smiled.

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The first tournament had already begun. Victor Krum was swift, and he retrieved the Golden Egg without much difficulty, same with the next two contestants. Finally, it was Harry's turn. Harry's dragon seemed a little more vicious than the ones before. No, Harry's dragon was much more vicious than the ones before. Once again, fate tried to kill The Boy Who Lived.

Zabrina sat in between Draco and Blaise. Next to Draco, sat Parkinson, and Daphne sat next to Blaise. Harry was flying on his Firebolt, and he was so fast she barely saw him. She was getting a little worried due to the dragon. She heard Draco snarl as Harry finally retrieved the Golden Egg. She thought Harry really did die while he was fighting outside of the arena. She followed Draco back into the Slytherin Common Room.

Zabrina sat in her usual seat in front of Blaise.

"Who are you going to the Yule Ball with?" Blaise asked.

"Aw, are you going to ask me? I'm sorry Blaise but I'm not gay," Draco laughed.

Blaise rolled his eyes. "Draco, why are you always joining in our conversation?"

"Because I can," and he smirked. Blaise sighed.

"Who are you going to the Yule Ball with?" Blaise looked up at Zabrina.

"I don't know. No one's asked me yet," Zabrina looked down. She didn't mind if nobody asked her to the dance. Parkinson was already thinking of matching her dress with Draco's tie, and Daphne was praying every night so she could go with Blaise.

"Well, it's pretty obvious that no one's going to ask you. You're-"

"Shut up, Draco," and Zabrina threw a cushion at his face.

"YOU DO NOT THROW ANYTHING-"

Blaise covered his face with the same cushion Zabrina threw. Draco's face was fuming red.

"My father will hear about this!" and he stormed up into his room.

"So is Daphne free as well?" Blaise asked.

"Ah, so you like her?"

"Eh, it's been a while, although we barely talk. Every time I tried to talk to her, she would suddenly drag you and run into her room. Anyways, is she free?" he asked when Daphne entered the Common Room.

"Ask her yourself."

Blaise stood up, and walked straight to her. She nodded like a puppy a few moments after he stood in front of her. Her smile was wider than Crabbe's body. She skipped her way to her room, dragging Zabrina with her.

Daphne closed the door. "BLAISE JUST ASKED ME TO THE YULE BALL!" and she started jumping up and down. "Can you believe it? He just asked me! Me! Out of all the other girls in his year, and in Slytherin, he chose me! I am his chosen one!" and she started slapping Zabrina, hard, on her back. "You have to help me prepare!"

Zabrina smiled. "Anything for the chosen one."

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Zabrina went down to the dungeons that night, and saw Draco waiting in his usual seat.

"I heard Blaise asked Greengrass to the Yule Ball," Draco said as Zabrina took a seat.

"Yeah, Daphne was screaming about it for an hour."

Draco chuckled. "You still don't have anyone to go with?"

"Yeah," Zabrina touched her ruby.

"Me neither."

Zabrina gave Draco a shocked look. "I thought you were going with Parkinson?"

"She does, and so does everyone else. But do you really think I would want to go with her? My father did not spend his precious galleons just so I could to go a ball with pug-face."

Zabrina had to laugh on that one. "So who are you planning to go with?"

"I don't know. Not many are qualified to be Draco Malfoy's date."

"Oh, okay. So who are your options?"

"There's only one person I want to ask."

"Who?"

"Oh bloody hell, who do you think it is?"

"Oh well, I don't know, Crabbe?" Zabrina tilted her head to one side.

"As I have said before, I am not gay."

"Well you do act like you are."

"What did you just say?"

Zabrina laughed.

"I am not gay."

"Yes, sure you are. Now seriously, who are you going to the dance with?"

"You," Draco looked at Zabrina.

Zabrina paused. "Well you better have a bloody nice dress robe because I'm not going with someone who looks like a ferret."

Draco laughed. "Just so you know many women admire me for my good-looks."

"Yes. Sure. Of course," Zabrina rolled her eyes and stood up. "Goodnight Draco."

"Goodnight."