Chapter Four

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Hermione's POV

Dammit! How'd Malfoy know about Blue? Yes, I have the blondie a name. I'm sorry, I'm all out of options. I had no choice. I had to name the guy after all.

I have been hanging out with Ron and Harry. They are really nice people and very fun to be with.

But somethin about someone just seemed to ... click.

I just couldn't put my finger on it. Although I am pretty close.

I shrugged off these weird feelings and tried to make a conversation with these two.

Draco's POV

They all entered inside a big hut, knowing it is Hagrid's house. Why would they do that? Better find out. Here goes nothing.

I crept up the window and saw the sight: Harry, Hagrid, Weasley and my flower were staring at an egg that was about to hatch by its frequent shaking. Body parts of the creature started to come out. It was a dragon. Hermione looked at it with amazement, her eyes gleaming even though it is past midnight already. She never fails me to smile at times like these.

They chatted along, making a conversation. I wasn't able to hear them four, but I couldn't even care less; my focus and attention only stayed at my Granger. Someone noticed me spying at them, so I scampered away back to Hogwarts.

I ran and ran, not caring in the world. I passed a room, with a voice saying, "A better explanation as to why you're out here at this time of hour?".

I gulped. I couldn't even think of any other reply to say. So I thought of the one thing that popped inside my ever stupid brain.

"I caught Potter, Weasley and Granger outside school premises and followed them to Hagrid's".

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As of now, Potter, Weasley and my Granger were standing right in front of Professor McGonagall. I didn't paid attention to what the professor was saying because I was witnessing a Greek goddess as she scowls and frustrates. Damn it, I'd be lying if I said that her face is such a turn off. I loked my girl feisty and fierce, and syre enough, I can determine my flower is one, too.

"The four of you should go to the Dark Forest", Professer McGonagall said. I twisted my head to her. I stood up in defense. "I'm sorry, but I heard that you say the four of us".

"You're right, Mr. Malfoy. You have been out the perimeter for quite long, too. You join them as well".

Ugh. Great.

I'll spend another time with Granger. Dammit.

But again, that's my little lie number 3. Because I'd always love to spend time anywhere, as long as it was my Granger.

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