CLOUDED EUPHORIA || Draco Malfoy

VII.

Saturday October 7th, 1995

"By any chance have any of you seen my book bag? It seems I have lost it," Luna lightly questions the group of friends seated at the Gryffindor table.

"Perhaps you misplaced it, Luna? Have you checked your dorm?" Hermione replies after swallowing the water in her mouth.

"Or maybe someone has taken it," Nia frowns. It's common knowledge Luna's belongings usually end up lost or stolen just to get a laugh.

Hermione took the initiative this morning to invite Nia over to sit with them. Last night Nia didn't attend dinner, lost in thought as she was cooped up in her bed. Nia played the memories of the morning over and over in her head. She studied the way she felt; it was infatuation and obsession, not love. she's never been in love, but she knew that wasn't it.

Nia did not want to feel like that ever again. She did not want to fall so easily into the clutches of a love potion. So, Nia planned on researching the subject in the library today in order to resist. Nia was not the type of person to give in. No, Nia is the person giving the potion, not the person receiving the potion.

Luna hums in the air. Without a word, she gracefully walks off to the Ravenclaw table, keeping her dreamy aura even with her property missing. "A bit mental, that one," Ron grumbles before stuffing his mouth with both bacon and sausages.

"Oh Nia!" A voice suddenly sings in Nia's ears. In the next second a familiar red head is sitting beside the girl, his twin on the other side beside Ron.

"Morning," George's thick accent says from beside Nia with a hint of amusement. Nia did not take their amusement lightly; they had to be up to something.

"Goodmorning Weasleys," Nia's voice raises suspicion.

"Word on the street is there will be a party in your common room tonight." Fred states.

"So I've heard," she replies. Nia thinks back to Theo inviting her. Back when she didn't make a complete fool of herself.

"Are you going?" Fred asks, a hopeful tone in his words.

"No," Nia sighs. Not after what happened.

"Why not?" George questions rather harshly, "we're going to be there!"

"What? What do you mean you're going to be there?" Nia eyes widen in shock.

"We have our ways, little snake." Fred smirks towards her.

Nia met the twins in detention a few weeks back. One day Umbridge had so many students in detention that she made them clean the bottom of the house tables in the Great Hall instead of writing lines. Fred and George made fun of her at first for being a Slytherin in detention, but then realized Nia could joke around about it compared to the other students from the serpent house. Nia was the only Slytherin in detention. She was probably the only Slytherin to ever be in detention ever since the last time the sorting hat screwed up, Malfoy sneered at her when she entered the common room that night.

"Absolutely not!" Hermione suddenly yells at them in anger, "I forbid it, you two! No!"

"Hermione–"

"I won't hear it! I can't have my Gryffindors partying in other houses!" Hermione sneers. She's turning so red, her head is about to explode.

"You can't control us! We're older than you!" George claps back proudly from beside Nia, who is once again in the middle of a fight.