Everybody keeps looking at Harry and me. I mean, it's not such a big deal that we kissed. Just because Harry got a little jealous of absolutely nothing isn't big news.
But apparently it's huge to Ginny, because all she does is glare at me and put bright purple hair dye in my shampoo. Yep, now I'm a purple head until I go to Hogsmeade next week. At least I can make it a dull red with some spell Luna taught me last year. But seriously, Ginny is throwing all of this WAY out of proportion. She, even flipped out at Harry after I "left" the room.
But I'm focused on Malfoy. What if he actually WAS staring at me? I mean other boys have stared at me but I haven't given a rat's ass.
He has become cuter science year 1 though. Actually come to think of it, maybe Malfoy was the person I saw at the train station!
Eww that would be disgusting. I mean, Malfoy's MALFOY for g-d's sake! I'm almost positive he's a death eater.
And he's dating Pansy. Whatever.
I go up to my room where Hermionie's waiting. She's looking off into the distance when I walk in. "Thinking about Weasly again?" I say as she jumps and scowls at me. "Shut up Al. You know exactly why I'm here." I smirk. "Because this is also your room?" She scowls again. "I can't believe you kissed Harry! AGAIN! Do you know how pissed Ginny is? Ron is drowning in her tears! You know why, Al? BECAUSE THEY WERE F-ING DATING!" I take a step back, stunned. I didn't know that they were dating officially. "Then why would Harry kiss me?" Hermionie growls. "Don't ask me."
Harry and Ginny have been acting weird. I mean, someone even claimed that they kissed, but that would be weird. I mean they're practically siblings! Harry has spent 2 or 3 summers there so if Ginny wanted to make her move, her window of opportunity had come and passed.
While I was deep in thought my owl, Blimps, soared down gracefully and landed next to my plate. Yesterday Hermionie and I had gotten breakfast in bed.
I gently stroked her head and gave her a piece of bread. Carefully, I took the note from the owl and unwrinkled it.
It was small and it looked like someone had written it in a hurry. In the corner was a snake, so I knew the letter as from a Slytherin. Why would a Slytherin write me?
The note was messy, but I was able to make it out. It said "Do not use the moving staircase tomorrow."
What? Why would someone warn me about what stairs I use? And how was I supposed to get down to my classes anyway! Rent a broom and be all majestically? I can barely ride a broom anyway.
Hermionie snapped her fingers in front of my face and I jumped, spilling grape juice of Blimps. "Sorry Blimps!" I said. Then I turned and glared at Hermionie. "What the hell!" Hermionie just rolled her eyes at me. "If you haven't noticed, Ginny ran out crying a second ago. Now If I were you I would hurry up and apologize before she figures out the spell to make your current hair color permanent." I gasped in shock. "There's a SPELL for that?" Hermionie shoved me. "Go now!"
I stood up and sent Blimps off. There was one troubling thought I did have in mind though. I did see something flash before Harry's eyes before he kissed me. But what was it?
I don't know, but Ginny was my friend, so I had to get to the bottom of this.
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Dont tell me its him (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)
RandomAlison Dern is a 6th year student at hogwarts who is popular, pretty and perfect. She knows that anyone will do anything for her, but don't worry, she's not mean. Also percived as a player, all Alison wants to do is pass her classes, and have a litt...