𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞 | 𝐇.𝐏

act i : scene iv

a few days after i 'helped' potter, he came to me, asking if maybe i could help him since granger and weasley a bit preoccupied. and of course, i say yes.

now here we are, in an abandoned classroom. alone. just the two of us. with minimum lightning. and a lot of dust.

i bought a pile of books, quills to help him demonstrate the charm. "so you just need to say 'accio' followed with the name of the stuff you want to summon, for example, accio quill" i demonstrate him, and a quill of mine on the palm of my hand. "maybe you could start to try it on small objects first"

"accio book" the book have been on the air for a few seconds until it drops. "accio book!" the book just gone the other direction and hitting the walls. "this is frustrating, i've just got two weeks"

"it is, isn't it?" i snicker "but don't worry you just need to focus and don't force it"

"can we just take a break?" he asks tiredly and start walking towards a chair beside us.

"yea sure"

"can i ask you something?"

"well if you want to propose me i don't think you can" i joke

"ugh, i just wanna ask why you've been helping me? don't you hate me?"

"i just realised that i've been awful to you and your friends, so why not helping you in this kind of situation plus i wanna hogwarts to win too" that's not a complete lie. but my main intention is to do whatever my mum and her boyfriend ask me to. i don't know and it's not like they like or want to protect potter, no.

"but why so suddenly?"

"merlin! you have a lot of questions, don't you?" i ask exasperated. before i could really answer his question, the door opened by granger, weaslette and ron behind them. they think that we did something nasty in here since i don't wear my robes, the tie hanging loose on my neck, and i unbutton the two top buttons of my shirt. meanwhile, harry's hair is messy, robes hanging untidily.

"harry! what are you doing with malfoy's girlfriend here?!" granger's expression is full of rage. weaslette's face is red as she thinks that we did it. weasley's face is confused, eyebrows furrowed, slightly pouting, his hand on either of his sides.

"n-nothing! we just practice the summoning charm 'mione" potter's answer shakily. granger walks towards him ferociously. weaslette and weasley walk behind her.

"are you sure? seems like it!" granger says sarcastically and eyeing me up and down. "she's a whore harry! you could've done better!"

"excuse me?! whore? look who's talking, desperate for some men's attention" i scoff and at her. i divert my eyes towards weasley while granger's face is now redder than ever.

"guys, harry says they're just practising a charm for the tournament, stop harassing him!" weaslette defends potter but glare at me anyway.

"are you two shagging?" weasley asks innocently. all of us looking at him wide-eyed. i found it funny actually, but it's not the same for granger, weaslette and potter.

"we're going to if you're not barging in" my face is serious and i shrug my shoulders. potter looking at me as though his eyes going to plop off of his eye sockets. granger and weaslette face looking furious, gripping their wands tightly. weasley just raised his eyebrow as in 'oh yeah?', he's calm.

"have you guys ever heard a joke?" i ask and start walking to where my bag is and i point my wand towards my books and quills and mutter "accio" and put everything in my bag. i start walking towards the door and offer them a little wave with my face still the same. no expression.

when i'm outside, i heard weasley says "what just happened?".

i walk in the halls and planning on maybe going to the kitchen or just go back to slytherin common room. just before i took a left, someone's bump into me. draco. "where have you been?" he asks.

"with potter" i answer, continue walking towards the kitchen.

"why? what are you doing? did he hurt you? did you finally beat him? did he-" he stammers a lot of questions that i don't listen anymore and i just answer "help him".

"help him? please tell me you didn't help him with his boner, ew" he says disgustedly.

"merlin no draco! mother asks me to help him through this whole tournament and you know that i can't defy her" i explain quickly to him. i tickle the pear of the entrance to the kitchen, draco following closely behind.

"oh... doesn't he think it's suspicious? i mean you've been hating on him as much as i do"

"nah, he's too stupid to realise" i take a couple of muffins, and a bottle of butterbeer. draco grab a few green apples and put it in his robes. after that we go to the common room and just hanging out together.