Slytherin Pride

Dinner talks

Mione's POV
After we left the three broomsticks we decided to head back towards the school. We pasted Dean and Seamus. And they seemed to share a look of knowing with him before walking on. I shrugged it off. We avoided the dark alleys where Slytherins, mainly Blaise, Goyle, and Theodore Nott, shoves girls up against walls and well, do whatever they feel like doing. So we, well I anyway, usually steered away from that direction. When we go to the carriages they were almost all full of first years but we managed to get an empty one and we all rushed inside so no one would see the "empty carriage with "available room." Me and Ron sat on one side and Ginny on the other. Ginny was looking at us and I looked back her questionably. She directed her gaze to the space between me and Ron and I became aware that there was barely any space at all. I blushed and scooted away slowly. We arrived back at Hogwarts and at last Ginny broke the very awkward tent ion in the air. "So what time is it?" She asked. I looked at my imaginary watch again. "I don't know. Here you look." I showed her my wrist. She rolled her eyes. "Stop trying to be sarcastic Mione. We all know, know it all comments are your thing." I blushed and glared and Ron started cracking up. "That was a good one Ginny." Ron said between short giggles. She nodded and it seemed as though her older brothers approval over her words made her steps get a little longer, lighter, and bouncier. The doors to the entry hall were standing open, since this was the most popular time for students to return from Hogsmeade. We strolled through the front door and walked into the great hall and then suddenly had an idea. I changed directions and headed for the Slytherin table. I grabbed Draco by his shirt collar and dragged him from his seat, a roman noodle halfway in his mouth. "What's your fucking problem Granger?! I'm trying to eat. By myself. And enjoy! But no!"
I rolled my eyes. "Oh you weren't that hungry! Just listen then you can go back to your "date" with your noodles." He rolled his eyes but looked at me, showing he was paying attention. I nodded and continued. "Well we went to Hogsmeade. And
Went into stores before meeting up with Ron. We went to a book store, which was petty cool I must say. They had books everywhere! I was like-" I Draco interrupted. "I don't give a shit about your books. Skip to the point." I hit his shoulder. "Shame on you. Anyways...after that we went to quality Quidditch supplies, but the one on school grounds. And she got all....brainy about this broom...its called...i don't know....it has bristle engines and left wood I think..." Draco snorted and laughed. "left wood? Bristle engines?! How thick are you. This is much more scientific. The broom is a collectible. With built in grips and-" I cut him off. "And I don't care about your shit. I already heard this once." I said it smirking. Malfoy seemed to shrug and wave it off but I could see annoyance in his eyes and his posture suggested...pride. I laughed a little but hurried on so he wouldn't question my total being. "Anyways. She was very interested. And she has been having trouble with money lately. She really wants it. And I was wondering if you could...." Draco finished the sentence by saying. "Buy it?" And I nodded eagerly. "Well it depends. Because I need to have a reason to by half of my "college funds" on a broomstick that's not mine, but on the other hand. It's for her. And I love her...what's the occasion?" I stared. "Your calling me thick?! Christmas!!! Duh. It's in like three weeks. But maybe you should save the amazing broom for saint Patrick's day. So she has something to look forward to." He rolled his eyes and bit his lip. He. Looked hot. I kicked my own shin and swore, loudly may I add. I can't believe I just thought that. "Bad hermione!" I muttered to myself but Draco picked up on it. "You kicked your shin and swore. Then scolded yourself. May I ask why? plus, this was your brilliant idea, why don't you but it. I could loan you the money." I shook my head. "No she was also eying Romeo and Juliet. I'll get her that. It's much more "me" plus your her sexy Quidditch boyfriend. Get her a broom. And tie a card to it with a dirty broom joke on it. And let her spend the night with you Christmas eve. Wake up in the morning and just...be yourself. That should be enough." He smirked. "Being myself? You just called me attractive, and I can take a guess at what you scolded yourself for." and with that he jogged back into the great hall. I stared opened mouthed at how unbelievable he was. How can you just...."uuggghh." I groaned under my breath as I marched back into the hall myself. I slid in next to Ginny and she immediately looked at me, her face filled with worry. I just smiled and nodded. She breathed a sigh of relief then again shot a look of curiosity at me. I shrugged and ate a huge mouthful of mash potatoes. Ginny seemed to laugh. As if they reminded her of something. I shrugged and cut into my steak.

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