All the Little Lies [WATTYS 2015 ENTRY]

Chapter Eleven

Draco's POV

Hearing that my Granger was safe was enough for me. I let out an exhale once I found out she's in one piece, unlike Ron who had hs leg bitten by the werewolf form of Professor Lupin. There was a commotion once Crabbe, Goyle and I entered. People were crowded in one spot, specifically in the Gryffindor table. I sneaked a peek to see what was going on.

"Woah! That's a Firebolt! The fastest broomstick ever made!", one of the Gryffindor said. It was addressed to Potter, with large, greyish feather. I soon realized it was Buckbeak's.

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[A/N: Just like what I've said, I am going to make their fourth year long so that they'll both ignite sparks, as what they say, in order for all of us to feel Draco's love for Hermione. You excited? Well, I am, to see them both. You might want to read it all ;) ]

Summer was ending soon. Fourth year has been creeping out on me. I silently prayed that I might be able to get the chance to even alk to my Granger. Speaking of the angel, my father has banned me from contact for the nth time around. But being the smart bad ass that I am, thank you very much, I happened to keep a secret from my acts of saving my Granger.

I rode the train, seeing my mom smile back at me. I smiled back at her, too. I am never ashamed in a million years for the whole world, both Muggle and Wizarding World, to see a glimpse of me being in contact with my mom. I don't mind if Crabbe and Goyle see me as my mom kisses me on the cheek. Sure, they'll tease me about it every now and then, but I loved the feeling of her by my side. It's as if it's you and me against the world, as they put it.

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The Goblet of Fire was introduced to us back two weeks ago. Seeing that Potter entered the contest, I was shocked. What my father has been saying as a future rumor was true. Surely, it is Lord Voldemort's plan. My dad is a Death Eater, I am not dumb to see that. In fact, I despise him of joining the Dark Side after he was depressed of not having the love of his life as his wife. That's such a pathetic excuse.

As the first task was about to start, my Granger headed to another direction, away from where the audience should be. I followed her on instinct. She made her way to one side of a tent, whch I recognized as the contestants' tent to stay while the other is playing. She stayed by the side. Soon enough, she started psst-ing to someone, who I realized was Potter. She wished him luck, and hugged him, thus making her go inside the tent. I tensed up; I wanted a hug from her, too.

I'm not jealous. They're just... friends. Oh, who am I kidding? That will be the fifth lie I can say. Clearly, I loved her too much that it makes me envy Potter and Weasley for them being with her every step of the way. I want us to be like that, too.

A flash of a camera caught my attention. Of course, Rita Skeeter and her nosy side. She is working as a journalist, having to write flase stories and rumors, which are also false as well.

My Granger went out the tent after a short conversation with some people in the tent. She looked at my drection and contorted her face in confusion. I gulped. She might suspect anything from me. I made her way and grabbed her arm, getting in contact with her smooth skin. She turned back at me.

"What do you want from me?", she asked. I fixed my composure before answering, "I wanted to ask something of you, actually. A big favor, but I have something in return". She suddenly grabbed something on my neck. Shit.

"Where did you get this?", she asked, having her eyes show every bit of shock in her eyes.

I was so dead.

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Dun dun duuuuun! 

AUTHOR: Why be such an idiot and not hide your Time Turner? Also, of all times, why have the guts, courage and balls to speak up to her, Draco?

DRACO: I am sorry! I didn't mean to be some sort of dumb ass.

AUTHOR: Watch your words Draco! Narcissa didn't raise you to be like that...

DRACO: Yes, mom.

AUTHOR: *hits Draco's head* You silly man. If only people didn't love you. Better make a great excuse in the next chapter.