chapter eight

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Draquelle is awoken by the sun's rays in her eyes, rubbing them as she slowly got off her bed. Looking at her side, Pansy was still asleep on the other bed, snoring softly.

The halls were quiet, it seems that Draquella was the first one to wake up. As she walked to the door, she stepped on a paper on the floor. It was a note, neatly tied with a black string.

She picked it up and sat back down on her bed, carefully opening the note and using the string as a ponytail. The note was a bit smudged here and there, but it looked a bit messy.

'Wait, I recognize this handwriting... Potter?', she raised a brow, and started to read the note.

"Hello Draquelle,
please go to the lake at 6:00 AM, I'll be waiting there for you.
- H. P"

Draquelle sighed, "Haven't I already told this boy to leave me alone? Well, might as'well go, the sun is coming up, which means it's around 6:00."

- time skip provided by snape's greasy shampoo -

Harry sat at the trunk of the tree, when someone tapped his shoulder lightly. He looked up to see the beautiful blonde, wearing the uniform of Slytherin. The raven-haired boy could stare at her for days, the way the clothes hugged her hips, her devilish smirk, her blonde hair that looked beautiful no matter what style she put it in.

Harry stood up in front of the girl, and turned his head to the side to not see her reaction, scared of what she might think as his hand held a bouquet in front of her face.

Draquelle blushed, slowly taking the flowers away from his hands. Harry stuttered, "W-will you go on a date with me, Harry James Potter, this week on a sunday evening?"

She chuckled, holding the flowers behind her as her other hand pulled Harry towards her, pressing their lips together softly.

The boy was shocked at first, blushing like a madman. But he slowly grew into it, placing his hands on her hips as Draquelle carefully dropped the flowers onto the ground and playing with Harry's dark hair with her delicate fingers.

The two seperated for air, and both smiled, "I'll take that as a yes?"

Draquelle stroked his face, looking into his deep pools of green as she said, "Absolutely."









NOTE: I AM SO SO SORRY THAT I DID NOT UPDATE FOR SO LONG. I HAD A BIG WRITER'S BLOCK AND HAD NO INSPIRATION. BUT THE NEXT UPDATE WILL BE COMING UP VERY SOON. ALSO I'M SORRY THAT I ACCIDENTALLY CALLED HARRY HARRY EDWARD POTTER. I HAD HARRY STYLES' MIDDLE NAME IN MY MIND. IT'S EDITED AND NOW IT'S JAMES. I AM SORRY.

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