"Lies" [Draco Malfoy Fanfiction]

Chapter 3

Lydia

Katie Bell, a Gryffindor and also one of my closest friends, got hexed by someone, following her to be swirled in the air because she touched a hexed item: a beautiful but deathly necklace. It felt weird not seeing her anymore in one of the many corridors of the castle when I used to see her all the time. She was sent to St.Mungos, the wizard hospital, to recover, Harry had to replace her with another chaser and started tryouts again- Dean Thomas got the job and Harry didn't seem happy with it, Dean was dating Ginny.

On the other hand, Harry had won the Felix Felicis Potion or else liquid luck in our first Potion class. Slughorn imposed his students to brew Draughts of living death and Harry Potter,  the chosen one, was the only one in our class who brewed it correctly. Not because he was a genius, no, he had help from a mysterious book from the Half-Blood Prince.  "He isn't that selfish, is he? He wouldn't call himself a Prince, right?", Ginny questioned me after we went to bed that night, and decided to confront harry on it the next day. I got her point completely, Harry was a Half-Blood himself, which made it seem so suspicious. In all honesty, it wouldn't have shocked me if he actually did call himself a prince.

However, Slughorn created a club, only his favorite students were allowed to join and he asked me right after the first lesson, even though I didn't brew the potion correctly. Harry has told me that he had done it before he retired and even Tom Riddle,  aka the-one-who-mustn't-be-named, was in the club as well.
Sluggy held something like a dinner party, but to be honest with you, it was so bloody boring. I'd rather had read a book in the library. He asked us many questions, about our parents and their profession. When he asked me about my parents, I went cold for a moment. NO one knew my secret about being muggle-born, and I wanted to keep it that way. Nevertheless, I didn't want to lie about my parents either. Thankfully owning a bookstore was common in the wizarding world.

At the end of the party, Slughorn invited us to a Christmas party he held each year, we were allowed to bring a 'date', but there was still plenty of time to figure out who we wanted to bring. I got reminded of the stressfulness of the Yule-Ball and finding a date. That fifth year, a seventh year asked me out, sadly he graduated so I wouldn't be able to go to the Christmas Party with him. I had to find someone new, or go by myself. Ginny, on the other hand, was already excited to go o the party with her boyfriend. 

During the next week, their relationships, however, went offroad.  They fought a lot and Ginny spent most of the time crying. causing me to get angry at Dean, for breaking my best friends heart over and over again. But instead of letting steam out, I went and comforted m best friends. I even once brought her butterbeer from Hogsmeade and we listened to the quidditch radio program, our favorite team Holyhead Harpies won every game.

It was the day of our first Quidditch match of the year, Gryffindor versus Slytherin. "Lydia come on!! We have to head to breakfast, I want to train a little afterwards!", Ginny said as walked downstairs to the common room. Already dressed in her Quidditch dress, which looked so good on her.

 "I know you told me about a hundred times." I wore my Gryffindor sweatshirt and scarf, my hair in a bun. A cozy outfit for a cozy autumn day. 

When we arrived at breakfast we already got greeted by our favorite friends: Hermione and Harry,  sitting on the Gryffindor table. "Nervous?", Harry said to Ginny when she sat down next to him, but she shook her head furiously.

Ginny and nervous? Never! Maybe scared but not nervous. 

"Ey Ginny look there your brother", Seamus said pointing at Ron, coming in. When he sat down he told us that he regretted to try out for quidditch. 

"Drink this!", Harry smiled at him, pushing a cup towards him and that's when Luna came in, wearing a huge lions head, "Hello everyone, you look dreadful, Ron. Is that why you just put something in his cup? Is it a tonic?". Harry reached into his jacket pocket and showed us the vial of Felix Felicis. "Don't drink it Ron", Hermione warned Ron who already had drunk half of the cup, "You could get expelled!"

Instantly, Slytherin snatched the Quaffle and rushed en masse towards Gryffindor's end, weaving and passing with wicked skill, culminating in a vicious, slicing shot on goal.  Ron streaked out of nowhere and sends the Quaffle screaming in the opposite direction. 

Ginny paused on her broom looked surprised she didn't know Ron was that good. Just then, Dean streaked by. Instantly, she rolled backward, jetted off and raced down her fellow Chasers. Flying in a spread formation, Dean -- on the far wing -- started the Quaffle "up the line" until it lands in Ginny's hand. Pitching herself into a wide slide to avoid a pair of whistling bludgers, she leaned recklessly off her broom and wiped the Quaffle through the goal untouched. As the crowd scream. The Gryffindor section yelled happily, Luna's lion hat roared, literally. Lavender clapped for Ron and Hermione sat there with her arms crossed, a look of supreme annoyance on her face. "Come on Mione, let them have their fun!", I said to Hermione when Ginny scored the next goal. After a bit, Harry caught the golden snitch and Gryffindor won!

We were having a party in our common room, more Ron was having a party than us."You shouldn't have done it", Hermione smirked to Harry who seemed very happy, "What do you mean", he said pulling the still full vial of Felix Felicis out of his right jacket pocket. "Wait, you didn't put anything in his drink?" "Nope, he did it all by himself". Suddenly I was pushed aside by Lavender, who took the chance to kiss Ron.

In a matter of seconds I felt Hermione running away, I looked at Harry and he looked back at me. We both ran after Hermione and found her crying in a corner. We comforted her but Ron and Lavender, who came looking for a free room, destroyed it. Hermione was hella mad and I couldn't blame her. "Hey remember, tomorrow is the Halloween Party we can go together, as friends", I told as I rested my head on hers. 

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