{Eighteen}

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{WARNING - This chapter contains sexual scenes}

A few weeks had passed since the little incident at the second task. Everything seemed a bit hectic, and without quidditch this year, Fred and George were getting restless. 

I sat in my usual spot during DADA, Malfoy was there early for some unknown reason. Usually he'd turn up late, appart from whenever I did. I hesitantly took my seat, watching as Hermione took hers a few rows in front of me. I had my books placed out in front of me and used my quill to start doodling on an empty page at the back.

I had drawn a snake and a flower, then put a charm on the drawing so that it came to life. The snake slithered up to the flower and ate it, only then to spit it back out. And the image repeated itself over and over and over again. I let out a slight chuckle as I watched.

"Hmm, not a bad drawer Pierce." The boy next to me commented, "Mind if I have that?"

I couldn't even answer before he ripped the page out of my book, folded it up and put it in his pocket.

"Slytherin party tonight. You should come. Bring people if you must, just not Potter." He said in a whisper as Moody had entered the room.

All I could manage was a nod, not particularly wanting to get caught talking during this lesson. 

"Slytherin common room, be there at eight." He said as we both left the classroom and splitting off into opposite directions.

I couldn't concentrate on my work for the next class, all I could think about was this stupid invitation to a stupid party held by stupid people who I don't like. Yet I had agreed to go? Something in the pit of my stomach told me that this was going to be a bad idea, though I had already agreed to go. 

It had reached lunch and I walked into the great hall, I felt slightly sick when I heard the Slytherin table. I had been to many partied before, so why was I so nervous for this one?

"Please, please, please, come to this stupid party with me tonight?!" I said urgently to the twins and Hermione.

"How could we say no to a party?" George asked with a smirk.

I smiled and turned to Hermione waiting for her answer with pleading eyes.

"Yes alright fine."

"HEY! What about us?!" Harry and Ron both asked.

"I'm truly sorry Harry but it's a Slytherin party, I've been told I can bring anyone, as long as it's not you. And Ron. If you'd like to come then thats alright, I just thought you'd like to stay with Harry..." I responded weakly.

"Hold on. A Slytherin party?" Hermione asked with a groan as the twins gave me a look of disgust.

"Hey! No! You've already said yes, you can't back out now." I shot back, desperate for them not to change their minds.

They just laughed it off, and agreed that they would still come with me. 

"So what Slytherin do you know who would invite a Gryffindor like you to one of their parties?" George asked.

"First off. A GRYFFINDOR LIKE ME?! What's that supposed to mean?" I began, "And second, Malfoy..." I trailed off at the last part.

"WHAT?!" Fred and George said in unison, "How do you even have time to talk to a prick like him?" Fred asked with pure jealousy in his eyes.

"I'm forced to sit with him during DADA." I scoffed.

"Anyway, what time?" Hermione asked, thankfully pulling me away from the tension Fred and I shared.

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