p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"strong*Danni's POV*/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"The cold blew directly into my face, plastering my blank expression on my face. I couldn't find my mittens this morning, and I wasn't sure where I placed them. It was pretty weird that it was so cold at the very beginning of winter, but I had to suck it up, and shuffle my way to The Three Broomsticks. It was crowded, but I managed to find a table for two. I sat there, twiddling my thumbs./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"Minutes passed, and I began to grow furious with Draco. I knew it was a trick. Why I trusted a Slytherin…I have no clue. He probably was outside, looking in on me, laughing with his buddies. Just as I swore I would beat him to a pulp the next time I saw him, he sat down right in front of me. His hair was a mess, and his robes were ruffled./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Sorry, I got a bit…sidetracked."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""You look like you saw a Dementor." I noted, observing his unusual amount of paleness./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Oh no, I encounter much worse." He stated grimly, and I hoped he was being sarcastic./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""So, why did you really want to talk to me?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""What, a guy can't ask a pretty girl out without having a motive?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Well, no, except the guy is you, and you hate me. So I want to know what's going on here."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""I don't hate you." He said softly, nervously folding his napkin repeatedly./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Ah yes, you just like making fun of me and friends, constantly glaring at me, and other fabulous things like that?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""It's not you. It's Potter."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""So you take it out on me?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""No. I mean, I'm not sure. I admit I was wrong to make such rash, hateful decisions, but I realized that maybe my dislike of Potter should stop affect other people." I ran my tongue across my front teeth, staring at him intently. He continued, "Listen, you may not believe me, which I understand, but it's truly how I feel. I really admire your courageousness." A blush ran across my cheeks, and I wasn't sure what to say. Draco's tone was so different than what I was used to. So caring, so supportive, so…loving./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""I-I'm not sure what to say." I uttered, inhaling deeply afterwards. "I wouldn't expect you to. Maybe, we can spend some free periods together throughout the next couple weeks. If you would like to, of course." His kindness was out of place, almost too out of place. But I couldn't resist. His warm smile was too good to give up./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Yeah, I'd-I'd like that a lot."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"Draco smirked, placing his hand on mine, "Fantastic. I can't wait to make your acquaintance, Ms. Parker." /p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"strongHey guys! Sorry it's been a while since an update to the story, but I've been on vacation and I just got back tonight. I also apologize that this chapter is so short, but I want to get to the First Task quickly, because once the Tournament starts going, well, everyone is certainly on for a thrill ride. So leave me a review, spread the word about the story, whatever works for you! Another chapter shall be on it's way soon. Stay awesome, Gotham!/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"The cold blew directly into my face, plastering my blank expression on my face. I couldn't find my mittens this morning, and I wasn't sure where I placed them. It was pretty weird that it was so cold at the very beginning of winter, but I had to suck it up, and shuffle my way to The Three Broomsticks. It was crowded, but I managed to find a table for two. I sat there, twiddling my thumbs./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"Minutes passed, and I began to grow furious with Draco. I knew it was a trick. Why I trusted a Slytherin…I have no clue. He probably was outside, looking in on me, laughing with his buddies. Just as I swore I would beat him to a pulp the next time I saw him, he sat down right in front of me. His hair was a mess, and his robes were ruffled./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Sorry, I got a bit…sidetracked."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""You look like you saw a Dementor." I noted, observing his unusual amount of paleness./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Oh no, I encounter much worse." He stated grimly, and I hoped he was being sarcastic./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""So, why did you really want to talk to me?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""What, a guy can't ask a pretty girl out without having a motive?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Well, no, except the guy is you, and you hate me. So I want to know what's going on here."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""I don't hate you." He said softly, nervously folding his napkin repeatedly./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Ah yes, you just like making fun of me and friends, constantly glaring at me, and other fabulous things like that?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""It's not you. It's Potter."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""So you take it out on me?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""No. I mean, I'm not sure. I admit I was wrong to make such rash, hateful decisions, but I realized that maybe my dislike of Potter should stop affect other people." I ran my tongue across my front teeth, staring at him intently. He continued, "Listen, you may not believe me, which I understand, but it's truly how I feel. I really admire your courageousness." A blush ran across my cheeks, and I wasn't sure what to say. Draco's tone was so different than what I was used to. So caring, so supportive, so…loving./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""I-I'm not sure what to say." I uttered, inhaling deeply afterwards. "I wouldn't expect you to. Maybe, we can spend some free periods together throughout the next couple weeks. If you would like to, of course." His kindness was out of place, almost too out of place. But I couldn't resist. His warm smile was too good to give up./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;""Yeah, I'd-I'd like that a lot."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"Draco smirked, placing his hand on mine, "Fantastic. I can't wait to make your acquaintance, Ms. Parker." /p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"strongHey guys! Sorry it's been a while since an update to the story, but I've been on vacation and I just got back tonight. I also apologize that this chapter is so short, but I want to get to the First Task quickly, because once the Tournament starts going, well, everyone is certainly on for a thrill ride. So leave me a review, spread the word about the story, whatever works for you! Another chapter shall be on it's way soon. Stay awesome, Gotham!/strong/p