𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 | D.M

.9. blond .9.

It was beautiful, until it wasn't

The morning after that scary ordeal everyone gathers in the hall for breakfast.

You spot your four friends from Gryffindor and make your way over towards them.

The hall was lively as students chatted.

"Hey guys" you say softly.

Everyone flashes you a smile as you take a seat next to Ron.

"Hi, Harry" Parviti Patil says softly.

Harry flashes her a slight smile before turning his gaze at the Ravenclaw Quidditch seeker Cho Chang.

Cedric told you all about her and you could tell he really fancied her.

You see Harry stare at her longingly and she flashes him a smile before turning back to her group of friends.

"Look at this!" Del says hastily, pulling down the newspaper from her face and spreading it on the table.

Everyone turns their attention to her as she reads.

Harry Potter's Secret Admire: " 'Miss Marshals, a plain but sweet hearted girl seems to be developing a taste for famous wizards.

Her latest prey, sources report, is none other than the ambitious Slytherin, Lorenzo Berkshire.

No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow.' "

The picture showed a moving picture in black and white of Harry and Delilah hugging the day of the first task and instantly pulling away from each other as flash goes off.

"God, that Skeeter is a menace!" she grits angrily.

She looks away and balls up the newspaper, her cheeks hot with anger as Harry looks at her lowly.

Del took an interesting liking to the Slytherin he was cute, popular, and was a beater of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

"I didn't know you were into Slytherins" Harry says lowly.

She looks at him annoyedly.

"What? I'm just saying he doesn't seem quite your type" the brunet haired mutters defensively.

She looks at him.

"So what would be 'my type' then?" she asks with hostility.

You could tell Harry was going to say himself.

You could tell he really liked her more than just as a best friend.

He didn't even have to say it the way he looked at her said it all.

Before Harry could respond a small Gryffindor boy saunters up to where you and the group were sitting.

"Parcel for you, Mr. Weasley" the boy announces kindly.

"Aw thank you, Nigel" Ron says softly.

The boy stares at Harry longingly until Ron nudges him on slightly.

Everyone gives Ron a glare.

"What? I told him I'd get him Harry's autograph" the red head says lowly.

You and your friends help Ron unbox the package.

"Oh, look. Mum's sent me something" Ron says softly.

Ron stands up holding out the robe.

"Mum sent me a dress!" Ron mutters lowly.

You giggle.