Chapter 46 :

« Rita, sweetheart, I know your little secret and it « bugs » me a lot. Be sure to behave from now on and be a proper journalist that doesn't harass people with lies, lest the DMLE incidentally learns about it.

With love,

A fan.

xoxo »

Draco was running through Hogwart's secret passages in the middle of the night, trying to leave the school as fast as possible. Jumping out of a nook in a corridor's wall like a Boggart, a sudden Ron Weasley grabbed the unprepared Malfoy by the collar.

"Malfoy, you utter shit !" He snarled. "I trusted you ! You were my Ally ! How dare you be such an asshole to Harry !"

Of course, the young Slytherin immediately knew that he was referring to the Rejection Incident of the previous afternoon. And even if he had better things to do at the moment -namely : flee the country with his hastily packed suitcase and a new identity courtesy of the Goblins-, he still took the time to answer in honor of their old Alliance :

"I- I panicked okay!" He stuttered with terror in his shaky voice. "I know I did something bad ! But do you know what Nott would have done to me if I had accepted !?"

"And couldn't you reject him without being a jerk about it !? Ha !?"

"I ALREADY SAID I PANICKED, YOU UTTER MORON !" He shouted out in anger and despair. "If you get to be scared of Granger, then I get to be scared of Nott ! Dammit !"

"What does that have to do with anything !? Harry and Nott are just friends !"

The blond haired boy looked away guiltily, making the Gryffindor gasp in horror.

"Please," Still begged Ron with barely any hope left. "Sweet Morgana, I deserve one good thing in my Life ! Please tell me they are just friends !"

"Pretty sure Nott has a crush on Potter..." Muttered the young Malfoy with tangible pain.

Ron felt suffocated and sick to his very bones. Oh. Merlin. This was a nightmare...

"My condolences." Commiserated the other boy with him.

"SHIT !" Cursed out Rita Skeeter, throwing her favourite vase against a wall.

Everything had been Hell for her lately. She didn't get any scoop when interviewing Potter at the Wand Weighing Ceremony. And she was so thirsty for exclusive news at the First Task that she completely forgot to cover the event. And now this ! She received a threatening letter with incredibly beautiful incriminating photos of her animagus transformation and she had no idea who to silence !? What. The. Freak ! Had she been cursed with bad luck or something !?

Ginny conferred with her fellow fangirls in an urgent meeting of the Potterhearts. The time was sensitive and the wound still fresh.

"Girls, don't panic," She started slowly like talking to a wild baby animal. "It just happens that our Harry has been rejected in front of everyone in school."

The whole Fanclub gasped, shell shocked. They never imagined that their beloved Idol could ever be denied.

"Getting rejected is something that happens to everyone, even the Very Best of us all." Continued the Chairwoman. "There is no need to leave in a crusade against the perpetrator of this infamy. We do not want to shame our Idol by behaving like barbarians. Understood ?"

Everyone grumbled and shiftily put away their weapons, disappointed.

"Now, I want someone to tell me : WHY THE HELL ARE WE THE LAST TO LEARN THAT HARRY CRUSHED ON MALFOY !? FOR FUCKS SAKE, WOMEN, HOW LEFT OUT OF THE GOSSIP RING ARE WE !?"

Rage and aggravation making her magic explode a desk nearby, Ginny took a deep breath to calm down, not minding the thoroughly flabbergasted fangirls in front of the podium.

"Lets start again." She heavily sighed with an unholy glare before asking. "Who knew that Harry was into Malfoy ?"

"I knew !" Shouted out a voice as a person with bright pink pigtails stood up.

"Me too !" Called out several defiant voices, all belonging to people with colourful pigtails.

"Who are you !?" Snarled Ginny, gravely understanding that her Fanclub had been infiltrated by members that didn't share their whole knowledge about Harry Potter.

The pigtailed people stood into two perfect lines, marching up to the front desk.

"Potterhearts 1st Subdivision, Division Boyhood reporting for duty, Ma'am !" They saluted.

"Wait... There are boys in our Fanclub !?" Gleefully squealed the young Chairwoman, genuinely but pleasantly surprised.

"I never heard about you !" Panicked Hermione in the background, taking out a large binder full of paperwork. "I'll have to redo the whole organisation of the Club !"

"We were informally welcomed to the Potterhearts by the Vice-president Lovegood, ma'am !" Answered the pigtailed boys in one voice.

"Who is your representative ?" She asked, her eldritch Hair discreetly helping her filling out the proper files.

"Me !" Proudly exclaimed one of the younger boys, ripping off his pink pigtails with the resolve of a King.

"Colin Creevey !" Rejoiced Ginny again, happy to see her fellow third year Gryffindor here. "I was wondering why you weren't part of the Fanclub ! With all due respect, I should have known nothing could keep you from worshipping Harry !"

Colin, now formally revealed, sent her an impish smile. As fond as he was of his pigtails, he was glad he didn't have to hide anymore.

"Wait wait wait !" Slowed down the still overwhelmed Hermione, her harried Hair catching the flying notes around her without her notice. "Luna, are there any other division we don't know about !?"

"Just one." Hummed the Vice-president in answer, rocking on her feet while admiring the colorful sight of pigtails of all kinds. "But you don't need to worry about them : the House Elf Subdivision has already reclaimed their independence and become a proper sect."

"DAFUCK !?"

In the meantime, Ginny solemnly shook hands with Colin, officially recognising the Boyhood Division as a proud part of the Potterhearts Fanclub :

"Welcome to the war effort, comrade."

"A pleasure to be here, Chairwoman."

AN : Reveal of the Boyhood Division ! Gosh I waited so long for this moment... Also, Draco trying to escape LMAO