The Four-Faced Liar (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Nimbus 2000

I am not the kind of girl, who will be doing the fangirl things all day, but I am the kind of girl, who really loves adventure. That's why I am a Gryffindor.

This morning, I woke up early, seeing Mione is still sleeping in her bed. I sneaked out of the tent to take a walk.

In this very early morning, nearly all the people were still sleeping. Only some of the people was preparing for the match.

Seriously? There were like, 8 hours till the match.

"Morning," I waved slightly to Harry, who looked ridiculous with his super messy hair, walking out from his tent.

"Going for a walk?" He put on his glasses and stand up straight after crawling out from the tent by his effortless body.

"Yea, you wanna go with me?" I point to the endless woods.

"Sure."

We shuttle between the trees and sat on the logs.

"People always say that I had a crush on you, but actually it's not you."

"Well, who is it then?"

"Can't tell you. Unless you tell me yours."

"Cho Chang," he said her name out from his mouth.

"Nice try," I looked onto the ground, "didn't she got a boyfriend?"

"Yea, I know," he turn his face to me, "I really wish it was me."

I smirked.

"I want to be alone for a while, you won't mind?" Harry hid his face from me.

"Sure," I walked away with dissapoint.

I went back to the campus.

I walk around those tents and saw people sleeping through the gaps of the tents.

I saw a people moving around a floating broom. He wore grey sweaters and had tidy blonde hair.

It was of course Draco Malfoy.

I walk near him, trying to be nice.

"Um, good morning?" I asked.

"Good morning weezly."

"Can you stop being like that?"

"No," he turn his hear to another side.

"Can I touch your broom?"

"Hey no! I have just cleaned it!"

I touched it, and he almost screamed.

"It is really pretty."

"Of course, my dad bought it," he gave a really arrogant face.

"Uh," I turn around and walk away.

"By the way, bad hair."

He kept messing with his bad hairstyle.

Draco Mafoy's Pov
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No one had ever talk to me like this before, everyone was nice and always talking about good sides of me, but actually, I don't think it's the real me.

This girl was like a mirror. She could talk about bad things of mine, which I really don't know because there was only Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy around me all the time.

"Hey, don't go!" I yelled.

She turn around and walk towards me.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" She gave me a angry, sad, disgusted but full of expectation, like wanting me to talk something.

"I want you..."

Her jaw dropped, full of confused.

"What? I want you to fly with me, Jenny."

"It's Ginny."

"Yea, Ginny." I scretched the back of my head, it was really akward.

She would be a good listener.

At least I don't have to hear all those fake praises from my admirers. Because I knew when they say I was brave, they lied to me.

I was not brave.

I cried.

I was usless.

I only like using words as weapons.

I shrinked back when I am facing danger.

And I think she could point out all my flaws so I could be a better man without actually... yea... like always praised by my admirers.