My Slytherin- Draco Malfoy

Chapter 34 (Year 4)

Draco's POV

"Done it," Fred said as he, Lee, and George sat down at the Gryffindor table, watching the goblet of fire.

"What?" Ron asked, leaning closer in his seat.

"The aging potion, dung brain." Fred snapped,

"One drop each. We only need to be a few months older." George explained, rubbing his hands together in glee.

"We're going to split the thousand Galleons between the three of us if one of us wins," Lee grinned.

"I'm not sure this is going to work, you know," said Hermione warningly. "I'm sure Dumbledore will have thought of this."

"I'm not sure this is going to work, you know. I'm sure Dumbledore will have thought of this." Hermione explained, but the three of them ignored Hermione.

"Ready Fred?" George asked, grinning at Fred.

"Ready George!" They both jumped at the same time, waiting for a second, but nothing happened. Then they placed a piece of parchment in the goblet that each had their names on it.

The Gryffindor table erupted into cheers for them, but then a blue light came out of the goblet, hitting them square in the chest. They flew, landing a couple of feet away. When they stood up, they both had long beards, as long as Dumbledores, with their Ginger hair, turned white. The group started laughing as George and Fred felt their faces and started laughing.

"I did warn you. I suggest you both go up to Madam Pomfrey. She is already tending to Miss Fawcett, of Ravenclaw, and Mr. Summers, of Hufflepuff, both of whom decided to age themselves up a little too. Though I must say, neither of their beards is anything like as fine as yours." Dumbledore said in an amused tone.

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"Dora! I haven't seen you in so long," I said, sitting down across from her in the library. She signed.

"Don't call me Dora,"

"Sh,"

"What do you want Draco," Dora asked, not looking up from her textbook.

"I want to study."

"Study somewhere else."

"No. There are no other seats." I smirked as she looked around the tables before looking down at her book again, huffing loudly.

"Whatever." She mumbled. I took out my Herbology homework and textbook.

"Where are your friends? I thought Zabini would want to follow you around." I said, staring at my potions book.

"Blaise is probably with that Ravenclaw girl he met," I smirked.

"What? And you're not jealous or anything? I thought you two would start dating this year." Dora rolled her eyes.

"I don't have any feelings for him. I mean I do think he's really hot and if he ever took his shirt off, I would- "She stopped looking at my scowling face.

"What?" Dora laughed,

"Nothing," I mumbled, Dora, shrugged.

"Whatever."

"I mean, I really don't what is so good about him," She ignored me, looking at the clock.

"We really should go, there going to announce the champions tonight." Dora stood up, packing some things.

"Hey! I wasn't done! I mean, for instance, I am taller than him. I think that is a good point. And I do have more money, don't I? I also have much nicer features than him, don't I? Like I mean, he has really high cheekbones? Do you really want that? And then there's the fact that his mother might literally kill you if she doesn't like you." I said, putting my things away.