All the Little Lies [WATTYS 2015 ENTRY]

Chapter Thirteen

Draco's POV

This whole week, we have done nothing but practiced on dancing. The traditional Yule Ball was about to come here at the hosting school. It is held as part of the Triwizard Tournament.

I have been catching up with my Granger lately, asking her to the Yule Ball secretively, in hopes of getting her as my date. Well, Weasley's and Potter's conversation let me down though.

"She's going with Krum. Can you believe that?", Weasley exclaimed. Potter faced hs best friend and said, "It's her choice. You can't blame her though, she's been nothing but angry to you after everything". Weasley grumbled in return, ending their chat. I was beyond surprised.

I thought that she'll be dancing with that stupid redhead. And as I hate to the very extent to admit this, but Weasley and I are on the same side. Krum, her partner? Please. She deserved much better than that ass-looking guy. Sorry for the word though. I just don't like it when someone steals what's supposed to be mine, and mine alone.

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I dressed up in the attire my father had sent me. It was a midnight black in color. I wished I was able to set sight of the ginger hair and talk to her. Just simple nothings, that's all. I couldn't stop fiddling with my fingers as the adrenaline pushes me further. She had this effect on me ever since I've set eyes on her at first year.

I watched as the remaining people slow danced, some sat and got bored. Probably got dates that they disliked, exactly just how I ended up.

I finally gave up on ever spotting my sweet flower. I dragged my lazy feet back to the stairs on the way to the Slytherin common room when I spotted her.

She was crying her heart out. All alone, she sat on the first few steps of the stairs. I didn't stop myself as I took the vacant spot beside her. I couldn't stand the fact that not even that ugly Krum or that idiot Weasley be on her side. I'd rather have that than her being lonely, no one comforting. Maybe I Should kick their asses the following day, but as of now, it is not my concern. She is my only concern, for now.

II hugged her tight. I felt her body stiffen. I mumbled, "It's me, Malfoy. Don't worry, I don't bite pretty girls". To that, she laughed. Gosh, i'm such a romantic to say that I didn't love her melodic laughter ringing in my ears.

I reached for my pocket and got a handkerchief. I handed it to her.

For tonight, I let the little lies come to a stop. A night that I can be who I really am to the girl that I want for her to see the real me. No facades. No masks. No cover-ups. No hiding.

"Recognizing anything, Hermione? Looks familiar?", I said, handing her the identical blue handkerchief I had these past few years. She just smirked.

"Expect the unexpected. I knew it was you".