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The students all clapped and cheered around Draco as Dumbledore finally announced that the feast was to begin. With the famous clap of his hands, platters with mounds of food loaded on them appeared. He helped himself to most of the things nearest to him; he didn't take a ton of food, just enough to satisfy his hunger, but little enough so it looked sophisticated. He glanced with ill concealed disgust when Crabbe and Goyle filled five different plates heaping with food and then proceeded to eat everything on them.
Suddenly there was roaring laughter over at the Gryffindor table. Stealing a glance, Draco saw Ron Weasley choking on water, Harry Potter doubling over with laughter, Hermione Granger trying to maintain calm composure and failing miserably, as well as ever other Gryffindor hooting and hollering. In the midst of all this, there was Ginny Weasley looking incredibly smug. He watched as a blonde runt turned toward her and snapped a picture of her with her chortling housemates behind her. He made a comment to her and Draco watched as she burst out laughing, her hair cascading down over her shoulders as she clutched her sides. Draco sighed and ended up staring at her for the rest of the meal.

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It became part of Draco's daily routine; in class he would think about her. During study hour he would daydream about her. At meals, he would stare at her, and at night he would dream about her. It was starting to get out of control. His grades were starting to go down. School had been going for about a week. He barely managed to turn in his class assignments, and that was only because on Sunday, Zabini had sat him down and made him do all his schoolwork. Tonight, Blaise had informed him that they would be having a little chat.
At 8:30, Blaise came over to his designated table in the common room and sat at the chair opposite him.
"Draco. You have totally been ignoring me. I am not okay with this."
Draco continued to tear the feathers off his eagle quill without acknowledging his friend.
"Draco, Snape told me, no, informed me that unless I got you to snap out of it, there would be consequences."
Still there was no answer from his mate.
Blaise was getting irritated.
" Mate, seriously, what is bothering you?"
He reached over and yanked the skeleton of Draco's quill away from him.
"Draco, lets face it; I'm not going to leave until we get to the bottom of what's bothering you."
Draco finally sighed. " Alright Blaise, I'll tell you, but first we have to go somewhere private."
Blaise could have jumped up and down and screamed with relief. Instead,he suggested that they go down to the kitchens.
"It's past curfew." Draco deadpanned.
" Oh right... " Blaise remembered " We could sneak... Although quite frankly I don't want to end up encountering Snape's wrath; I'm not too worried about Filch. Let's just go. We won't get caught. Go put some warmer clothes on."
"Yes Mama Zabini." Draco saluted.
"Watch it Malfoy, keep up the attitude and you'll be scrubbing the floors until they shine!" Blaise sassed back in his highest and haughtiest voice.
Draco was digging through his trunk to find his favorite storm grey jumper, when he came across a silvery watery material. He lifted it up and found it was the cloak he had taken from Potter. He decided to put it on; lifting it up and placing it around his shoulders. He looked in his full length mirror and had the shock of his life when he saw just his head floating in midair. And then he remembered that Potter had an invisibility cloak, so the shock wasn't actually that bad after all.
Surveying his room one last time he saw that the grey jumper had been rolled up in the cloak, and so had fallen out onto his floor. Picking it up and shrugging it on, he jogged down to the common room with the cloak in hand, motioning for Blaise to join him he excited the common room.
Blaise came out after a second. "What's in your hand?" he asked.
"An invisibility cloak."
"Where did you get it?"
"I stole it from Potter on the express."
"Blimey! Bloody great job there! How come you never told me about it?"
"I forgot about it" Draco shrugged.
"Alright!" Blaise exclaimed. "Let's go."

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In the Gryffindor common room, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Seamus, Dean, Neville, and couple more people were playing exploding snap and other games like that, such as wizards chess. Currently, Ron and Hermione were in an epic game of chess, while Ginny had successfully whipped everyone she had played, and was now versing Dean.
"Come on, come on, come on!" Ginny tapped wildly with her wand left and right."
"Dammit Ginny! Why are you so good" Dean muttered tapping cards much slower than Ginny.
Ginny suddenly started tapping even more furiously for ten seconds, and with a whoop of joy, slumped back in her armchair.
"Undefeated!" she cried.
Dean huffed and muttered something unintelligible under his breath.
"What was that Dean? I didn't quite catch what you said there." Seamus teased as Dean looked up and glared at him.
"Hey! We need a kitchen squad! Who wants to go down to the kitchens and get us all food? Harry asked.
"Harry, why don't you call Dobby and have him get us the food?"
"RON! That goes against the policies of SPEW! We do not use house elves for our every wish!"
" Calm down Hermione. Dobby's on vacation still so we won't be 'violating the policies of spew.'" Harry reminded her.
"It's SPEW Harry! Society for the Promotion of Elvish Welfare!"
"I vote Ginny for kitchen committee." Dean volunteered.
"No! I just won against you all! Except I haven't played Seamus yet.."
"Exactly why you should go!" Ron said, everyone agreeing with him. He was still put off for losing to his baby sister.
"Alright Ginny's on kitchen squad; who else? We need at least two more people." Lavender reiterated.
"How about Dean? Since he just lost, Ron and Hermione are still in a game, and you and I went last time." Parvati asked.
"I would second that idea" Neville added in awkwardly.
"Okay Neville; So that just leaves you, me and Seamus for the third member of kitchen committee."
"But Harry, you said you would play exploding snap with me after Dean and Ginny finished! You can't go down to the kitchens! It would take forever!"
"Okay Parvati. Is everyone alright with me staying?"
"Sure Harry! If I go down, I'm taking Seamus with me!"
"Alright!" Neville confirmed "Kitchen squad is Ginny, Dean, and Seamus."
"Fine" Ginny stood up. "Write what you want on the paper."
When everyone had put their orders down on the sheet, the three took off toward the kitchens.
On the way there, Ginny kept gloating over Dean about how she won and he didn't. A little ways away from the kitchens, she pushed a button and Dean started tickling her. Giggling madly, she raced off to the portrait of fruit, wiggled her fingers over the pear and grabbed the handle. Opening the door, she dashed inside and shut the portrait behind her. She ran over to a safe counter and summoned a house elf. While she was giving it the list, Dean came through the portrait. Locking eyes with her, he snarled.
"I'm going to get you if it's the last thing I do!" He cried dramatically. Running over towards her, she jumped off the counter and raced in the opposite direction where he ran after tackling her and tickling her mercilessly, right as Seamus came through the door.
"Alright Dean, don't be a sore loser. Stop chasing Ginny. You tickled her enough." Seamus said slowly, just to annoying Dean.
Dean huffed. "Fine papa Seamus!" he mocked.
"Okay, okay, let's go sit down while we wait for the house elves to get our food." Ginny interrupted them.
They walked over the table area and saw Zabini staring at them with a quirked eyebrow, while Malfoy sneered and quickly looked down into his tea mug.
"Where's Pot-head Weaslette? Did you finally get yourself another boyfriend? Or two." Zabini mocked.
Ginny tossed her hair back and sniffed, putting her nose in the air.
"I'm not even going to dignify that with an answer. Seamus, Dean, I'm going to go remind the house elves not to put to much honey in the tea." She flounced off.
"Look. I'm not her boyfriend. You would also do well to not piss her off. You're poking a sleeping hungarian horntail. Bad life decision. Have a nice life." Dean said, and with that, he and Seamus turned around and went over to stand by Ginny.

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Draco and Blaise had gotten to the kitchens and had just received their tea.
"Alright mate. What's been bothering you."
"You know that I really don't want to tell you."
"Yeah I know that, and you know that. However, you've got to tell me so that I can help you."
"Okay...It's that-"
They were interrupted as a fiery redheaded girl came racing in the portrait, giggling madly. Blaise looked over as Draco's eyes automatically went to staring at her. He watched how, when the dark haired boy came running in after her, his eyes changed to a stormy grey, and his cheeks flushed in anger. He noticed how irritated his mate got when the Gryffindor boy tackled the girl and started tickling her. And, he saw his mate's posture relax just the littlest bit when the third boy strolled in. They walked over to the tables, and were visibly startled just for a second when they saw the two Slytherin boys sitting there.
Blaise quirked and eyebrow at them and said some annoying comment to the Weasley girl. He watched how annoyed she got, and saw the slight smile on Draco's face as he watched her like a hawk from the corner of his eye. When they left, Blaise left out a triumphant hiss.
"So you fancy the Weasley girl?"
"Shut up."
"Mate, I'm sure I can set something up. You should corner her in a corridor. Maybe try to talk to her. Snog the hell out of her. Just anything; but make sure that you do not let your grades fall or Snape will cut my head off for allowing Slytherin's only future of head boy next year to fail miserably this year, thus failing to let Snape triumph over McGonagall."
"Alright Zab, I'll talk to her, or do something. I don't know, but I'll figure it out."

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