The day draws closer for the second challenge and no one has a clue what we have to do. Just it's coming up fast. Snow now starts falling and I just sit and enjoy it. I close my eyes and look up at the sky, letting the flakes settle on my face. Someone sits next to me.
"A lovely site," a familiar voice says.
"Me or the snow, Draco?" I ask as I look at him.
"Both."
I kiss his cheek as a way to say thank you.
"Let's go to breakfast," he blushes. We get up and make our way to the Great Hall. The halls are empty, which I enjoy. I snuck out early, which was easy.
"How did you get passed the Prefects?" I hear.
"Busted," I mutter. We turn to see a very unhappy Snape. "It was not that hard to exit. But if you think about it, there is no rule I know of saying we have to stay in our house's common room or dorms."
"Very well Miss Weasley, just come by after your classes for detention."
With that, he walks away. I wait a minute to speak.
"That went better than I thought it would," I laugh. Draco looks at me like I'm crazy.
"Whatever."
He grabs my wrist and pulls me to the Great Hall. The entire time we are laughing like idiots. We get in our usual spots as breakfast appears. I still don't know how, but it's cool. Mail starts falling once everyone has arrived. I catch a small package. I open it to see a note and some shoes with money. I open the letter.
"What does it say?" Draco asks.
"'Just need a dress now. Percy.' Um...Why?"
"No clue."
¤
There is always one class I never thought Hogwarts would have. One I would never want. And I'm forced taking it. Dancing.
"You need to look proper for the Yule Ball," Snape says. "I need two volunteers. Weasley. Malfoy."
I go up and stand across from Draco.
"Show us what you know."
"Which is probably nothing for her," I hear Parkinson snicker. I roll my eyes and Draco and I get in the starting position. The music starts and we move our feet to the beat of the song. Ginny and I learned how to dance from Dad when we were younger.
Draco spins me around and dips me at the end. Many look shocked at the fact we can dance. We stand back up and just to piss everyone off even more, I curtsy before I sit down. Draco sits with his friends, but he keeps smiling towards me.
YOU ARE READING
Competitor
FanfictionAbi has a new year and is falling in love. A secret impossible to keep and forced into a competition against her will. A new year is a new problem. Book three of Odd Weasley.