Don't Give Up *A Harry Potter Or Draco Malfoy Love Story* |Updating|

•Chapter 15: Hinting•

I owned every second that this world could give,
I saw so many places and things I did,
I Lived-One Republic

"Hey Harry?" I asked.

I choked mentally. He was staring at Cho, and apple juice was pouring out of his mouth. Cho looked at me worried, but I just rubbed it off. I mouthed, "It's not your fault," and handed a napkin to Harry. He didn't take nor look at me. I dropped the napkin and smacked him across the back of his head.

"What do you want now, Caroline?" Harry said, obviously pissed.

"Jerk," I hissed, then walked away.

I sat at my spot in the Slytherin  table and sipped my coffee like nothing happened.

"Hey Caroline, what was that?" A voice said.

I peeked up to see West.

"Oh nothing, just my usually walk up to someone and smack them?"

"Heh, don't do that to me please?"

I smiled, "We'll see."

Harry came back up to me and said, "Jerk? Really? What did I do now?"

"Well, how long was I there waiting to get your attention from Cho?"

"I don't know...like a couple of se—"

"Several minutes, now tell me, how bad did you embarrass me and yourself?"

"Not at all—"

"Wrong, you spat out your apple juice on your shirt. Now how did you embarrass me?"

"I did—"

"Yup you're right, you did," I said cutting him off before he said not, "Not only that, but you kiss me—I kissed you a second time— and yet you're still madly in love with Cho. So next time, don't use me to get to her. Cho's one of my best friends, you are constantly bothering her, especially after she's still in love with Cedric. Oh and that's the second time you spilled apple juice over her. Just to let you know."

Harry's face turned red in anger. "So what you're trying to say to me is, I'm using you? Like I never liked you?"

"Pretty much. Or maybe it's because... You're trying to make me jealous?"

Harry just glared and stomped away. Moody looked at me smiling. Crap! I had forgotten to tell Dumbledore about the poly juice potion! I squirmed underneath his stare before I pretended to have to go to my next class, which so happened to be, Defense Against The Dark Arts! Great, this is how my day is going to go as, huh?

I shuffled my feet and started walking slowly to Dumbledore's office. Sluggishly I said the most recent password then crawled in. I was planning on waiting there, but to my surprise he was already there.

"Ah, Miss Riddle! Here to tell me news eh?" Dumbledore asked with his usual twinkle.

I glanced at him nervously, would he believe me? "It's about professor Moody, sir."

Dumbledore shifted in his seat before saying, "I am interested."

I thought about my words carefully, "Well...I was going to his class on the first day of school. I was earlier than usual because I decided to skip breakfast to get a head start. To my surprise, instead of finding Moody there— Professor Moody —I saw a guy with bright red hair. Redhead then drank a bottle of something— most likely a polyjuice potion— and bam, there was Professor Moody. I pretended I didn't see that until now."

Dumbledore glanced at me warily, "Why did you wait until now? It's February."

A blush raised up on my cheeks like a painting, "I forgot about it..."

Dumbledore waves me off before saying, "It's okay."

We sat there, in his office, for several minutes. It wasn't as awkward as it sounds, especially because it was like we were talking through our minds. After a long wait, Dumbledore gets up, and goes into the back of his office. Then he turns to me.

"I need your help."

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I now was helping Dumbledore and I was a big part in his plan. The plan was on the back of my head now, though, because I was more worried about Harry, no matter how much of a git he is. Dumbledore told me about the maze but, I wasn't allowed to tell Harry.

Wait? I forgot to tell you about the maze huh... Well then.

The maze is the next task, the task I have an insight in. It's a hedge maze filled with Hagrid's monsters and its a race to see who can get to the cup first. Whoever wins is the winner! Exciting huh? I didn't think so.

But no matter, Harry will win, I feel it. Or maybe Cedric? I don't even know, but whoever does is going to have some problems.