17. First Kiss.

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It was after hours. I've had burn ointment applied and I should be fine to walk, but Draco insist on helping me to my room. "Any idea about the next challenge yet?" He asked. I shook my head. "Every time I open the bloody egg it screams. Doesn't make sense." I said tired of thinking about the meaning of the stupid bloody egg.

Draco nodded. "Really Draco, I feel better." I said as I started blush at the feel of his hand that slightly brushed my skin as my shirt raised a little to high. Even though it quickly went back down and his skin left mine I knew I was blushing. He nodded but didn't let me go. "Maybe I just wanna help you." He admitted after a moment of our silent footsteps. I smiled.

"I've missed us being so close Draco." I admitted. He smiled this time. "Me too Aria." He agreed. "Can I ask you something?" Draco asked after a moment of nothing. I nodded as we kept walking. Suddenly Draco stopped. He let me go and I could see this was serious. I stood in front of him. "What is it?" I asked pushing seeing he was struggling for the words to ask.

"Never-" I cut him off. I grabbed his hand telling him it was me and he could ask me anything. His eyes flickered to my hand intertwined with his and then to my face. I saw something change. His eyes switched from confused and stumbling to determined and steady. "Whatever it is-" now he cut me off.

He yanked his hand free and placed them on my waist. I tensed and froze. "If you don't want this then you have to pull away now." He said in a whisper as his face inches closer. Is he going to kiss me? I didn't move. Not because I wanted it but because I didn't know how to feel.

Draco was my best friend then a douche and now my friend again. Could he have had feelings for me since we were little? Surely not. Would he have hidden his feelings for so long? Right as his lips brushed against mine I realized I've never been kissed before. What if I mess up? I cold feel the warmth from them I jerked my body away.

"Draco I-" I stopped when he suddenly turned and rushed off. I face palmed myself. Why did I do that? I sighed and began limping back to my bed. All the while I kept rethinking how I ruined what probably was my only chance of getting kissed by Draco Malfoy.

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We were currently sitting in the cafeteria. Harry suddenly let some water fall from his mouth. I looked up to see a girl. Cho I think her name is. She was giggling with some friends. Harry turned to us with a red face. I nearly smiled. Draco's been avoiding me since the another night. Suddenly Hermione slammed the news paper down. "Look at this! I can't believe it she's done it again." She shouted and then began to read it.

"Miss Granger a plain but ambitious girl seems to be developing a taste for famous wizards. Her latest prey sources report is none other than the Bulgarian bon-bon Viktor Krum. No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow." She said clearly mocking the entire thing.

A young boy walks up holding a package. "Parcel for you Mr Weasley." He said handing Ron his package. Ron nodded and smiled as he took it. "Thank you Nigel." Ron said excusing the kid.

Nigel is gazing at Harry. I smiled at the star gazed kid. Ron looked up and sighed. "Not now Nigel. Later. Go on." Ron said and Nigel leaves. We all looked at Ron wanting to know why Nigel looked at Harry like that. "I told him I'd get him Harry's autograph." He said simply. He looked at the package and his face lit up. "Oh look mum's sent me something." He said as he began opening it.

He pulled out dress robes. I smiled and he looked confused. "Mum sent me a dress?" He asked himself. "Well it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet?" Harry said making me laugh under my breath. Harry pulled out a bonnet. Ron turned to his sister. Ginny. "Ginny these must be for you." Ron said not realizing what he has. Ginny shook her head. "I'm not wearing that it's ghastly." She said denying it.

Hermione laughs loud enough for Ron to turn to her. "What are you on about?" He asked. "They're not for Ginny they're for you." Hermione said and some other kids laughed. "They're dress robes." I said finally. "Dress robes? For what?" Ron asked looking at the haunting thing.

Hermione and I laughed again.

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