Thoughts

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Dracos POV

The next day. I wake up and change into my school uniform. I style my hair and am ready to go. I head to the Great Hall and enter, my eyes immediatley lead to Weasley. I gulp looking at him, hes chatting with Potter and Granger. I sit at my usual spot and drink coffee, occasionaly looking over at him. Potter catches me looking at him, making me look away acting like it was a glare, not a stare. After a while, I chat with Pansy about the homework when I notice Lavender Brown heading over to the guy ive been staring at. I stare at her every move, she stands behind him and leans on him, kissing his cheek. He looks at her surprised and slightly smiles. I glare at them, as she sits down by him and starts to snog him in front of everyone. I dont even realise how hard im clenching the cup in my hand. Potter looks at me and then at Weasley and Brown, he raises a brow. The two stop kissing and chat. Potter leans in and whispers something to Weasleys ear. I sigh and look away, whatever. Everything that happened yesterday was a mistake either way. Suddenly, I feel a pair of lips on my cheek. I turn to the side "Pansy, what the hell?" I ask. "Dont think I wanted to do that. I just cant help but notice how you are staring at Lavender! You like her and she has a boyfriend, right?" She asks and I try not to laugh. Seriously? She thinks I like Lavender? I hate the bitch. I didnt think Pansy thought so low of me. I shrug to her. I cant possibly tell her about what happened yesterday. "Why dont you make her jealous and act like we are flirting?" She asks and I think about it. I nod. "But only flirting, I dont want him-HER.. thinking we are dating" I say and she smirks. Pansy scoots closer to me. I glance at Weasley, our eyes meet as Lavender is ruffiling her hand through his hair, talking to someone. Ew. Pansy rests her head on my shoulder and Weasley looks at her, his eyebrows furrow. I try not to smirk, its working, I think. He gives me an unexplained glance and looks away.

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