Opposite Ends (Draco Malfoy)

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Eva was a lightweight drinker. It didn't take much of anything to affect her. It had been 30 minutes of Mattheo and Evangeline both sipping on beers and smoking a few joints in a courtyard. They talked about random things and how upset Eva was with her brother's ignorant decisions while they sat on the fountain's ledge.

"What do you think about Draco?" Mattheo asked in a random pillar of silence.

Eva looked up from the stone floor, "The way I think of him tends to fluctuate a lot."

"How so?"

"Based on the way he acts towards me." She answered, her speech slightly slurred, "I feel like he thinks he's better than me and I hate that in a person. And sometimes I feel like he cares about me and then theres times where he's a dick...or purposefully annoying. I feel like it's so difficult to figure out who he truly is and I feel like he does it on purpose because he doesn't want anyone to get to know him."

Mattheo chuckled, "Seems like you've got him down pretty well." He took one last swig of his beer, "He's really difficult to be around."

"I noticed." She sighed, "I wanna go back to the ball, but I feel too drunk."

"Let's just go back and see how we feel there." He stood up from the edge of the fountain they were sitting on, "It'd probably be good to get something to eat too."

"Okay." She groaned, putting her hand out to get him to help her up.

The two of them went back to the Yule Ball together. All Eva could think about was the satisfaction of going to bed.

"I'm gonna use the restroom." He said once they entered the Great Hall.

"Okay." She replied. She saw Draco Malfoy sitting by himself. She decided to approach him, "Where's Pansy?"

"In the restroom." He replied blankly.

"Oh." She sat down next to him. It was close for him and it made him slightly uneasy. She wasn't aware though; she was too drunk. "You having fun?" She asked as she swung her legs.

"I guess."

"Wanna dance?"

Draco looked surprised. If Pansy came back from the bathroom and saw him dancing with Evangeline, she'd loose it, but what would Mattheo say?

"Be there for her."

Draco stood up and put his hand out for her. She took it and they walked to the dance floor together with their hands interlocked. They began to join the rest of the crowd of pairs that were waltzing. "How do you know how to waltz?" Asked Draco.

"I was in a play a couple years ago and had to learn." She answered as he placed his hand on the dip of her waist and slid it to her back, pulling her close.

"Can I ask you something?" He inquired.

"Yeah."

"Why did Diggory dump you?" The two of them began to move to the flow of the music.

"He found out that I smoke."

"How did he even find that out?"

"Harry told him. Right before the Ball."

"So it's Potter's fault?"

"I don't know."

"What a twat. You deserve better than Diggory anyway."

"I don't know about that. I don't know any guy better than Cedric."

Draco was a little offended by that, and Eva could tell.

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"So Cedric dumps her and now she's dancing with a death eater?" Said Harry, unimpressed and disappointed. "It's like I don't know her anymore."

"You're still convinced Malfoy is a death eater?" Ron asked, a bit tired of Harry's bullshit. The two of them sat down, without dates, watching the crowd dance.

"Why wouldn't he be?"

Ron rolled his eyes.

"I think I should warn her." Harry leapt up from the couch.

Ron grabbed his wrist quickly, "Leave her alone, mate."

"I can't just let my sister start messing with a death eater!" He whisper-yelled.

"You can wait. I think you've fucked with her night enough."

Pansy came back from the restroom and began to look for Draco, until she saw his blonde hair dancing with another girl. Evangeline Potter.

How dare he?? How dare she??