The new student joins hogwarts in the 3rd year. She is the same age as Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco. But for some reason, Draco has a special liking to her.
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You walked inside the Great Hall along with other students after your last potions class, heading to the Gryffindor table.
Your eyes fell upon Draco who was sitting with a black-haired girl, holding her hand and smiling mischievously at her.
You sat down slowly between Hermione and George, your eyes never leaving Draco's back. "Will you stop staring?" Hermione whispered while hitting you with her book.
"Ow! What was that for?!" You exclaimed quietly as George chuckled, covering his mouth when you glared at him.
"If you keep staring at him, you'll burn holes in the back of his head." She said, opening her book again to continue studying.
"Who is she anyway?" You asked, filling up your plate with food. George leaned closer to you, staring into your eyes.
"She is Pansy Parkinson. She is a Slytherin and we can say Draco and her grew a... quite big relationship after you left." He explained to you.
"Oh..." You said, looking down at your plate as you felt a pang in your heart. "Now I understand why he never wrote. He replaced me." You whispered.
"Hey, Y/n. You were not at the Yule Ball, right?" You heard Fred ask out of nowhere. Everyone looked at him weirdly.
"I'm saying this because we can organize one, invite a few students, get our dates, and get our mind off of things." He said.
"Last time I invited Parvati and everything went horribly wrong," Harry said, rubbing his forehead. "Well, I had a lot of fun," Hermione said, looking at Ron.
"Before, of course, Mr. Ron Weasley ruined everything." She glared. You chuckled. "Yeah, bad move, Ronald." You said.
"So, are you up for it?" Fred asked. You looked at everyone, thinking for a bit before nodding your head. "Why not? I'd love to. But, where will we have the ball?" You asked.
"We will talk to Dumbledore. I'm sure he'll like to give us the Great Hall for it." George said instead.
With a nod of your head, you glanced for a second to Draco to see he was listening to the conversation, his eyes fixated on you.
You quickly looked away and began eating, feeling his eyes still on you. "So, Y/n. Would you be my date, then?" Fred asked, making you look at him in surprise.
Draco was glaring deeply at him, waiting for your response. You smiled and nodded, giggling when he cheered to himself.
"I'd love to." You replied. "Hey, Malfoy! You can bring your girlfriend to the ball if you want. You're invited." George said, noticing the way he was staring at everyone.
"I wouldn't waste my valuable time on some party organized by you idiots." He said before turning back to his table. "We can take that as a 'Yes, I'll be there.'," George said.
You chuckled, looking at Harry who was asking Ginny to the ball. He looked at you and smiled, making you smile back.
In the beginning, when you met, you felt a connection with him that could have gone further, but then Ginny came along and in his letters, you noticed that he began speaking to you as a friend to a friend.
And not a potential interest.
(Comment here if you prefer Fred or Harry as a potential interest in this book.)
You finished your food and got up, saying goodbye to everyone. When you exited the Great Hall, you heard Fred's voice calling after you.
"Oh, Fred. What is it?" You asked, smiling sweetly at him. He smiled at you, clearing his throat softly. "I wanted to thank you for saying yes to being my date." He said.
"I'm sure we'll have a good time." He said, tucking some loose strands of your hair behind your ear. You blushed, looking down shyly.
"I'm sure too. I hope you know how to dance." You chuckled, looking back up at him. He chuckled back, nodding his head. "One of the best dancers in Hogwarts." He said.
Right then, Draco came out of the Great Hall with Pansy along with some other students. You leaned in and kissed Fred's cheek, smiling at him.
He smiled back, patting your head before saying goodbye and leaving. "Seems like you and that Weasley are close now." Draco spat.
"Well, we all should move on. You already found a replacement for me." You spat back, glaring at him before turning harshly around and stomping away.
