And here is the last chapter of the seven chapter update to make up for the four weeks I missed, including two for Xmas and one for New Years. Hopefully I can find a way to update next Friday, but if not, Ii'll see you guys when I have internet again!
Catherine's POV
The eighth year only quidditch matches continued to be a big hit, and everyone really enjoyed watching them. And apparently Seamus and I were amazing commentators, even if both teams got irritated when we docked points for cheating. And it helped my Slytherin friends and Gryffindor friends bond. We all sat around the fire to do homework together for the next month, teasing each other as well as helping each other. Luna and Ginny would join us sometimes, and it really was loads of fun.
But sometimes it wasn't. Comments were still said about Draco and I, as well as Blaise and Pansy. And sometimes I couldn't get one of Draco's small smiles when I was making light of it. They knew it hurt me just as badly, but I didn't want to dwell on that part of the past.
"I don't see why they can't just bloody well move on and put all that shite behind us." Ginny said as she sat with us at the Eighth year table. Right before lunch, Draco and I had been cornered by some of the seventh years, and Ginny had come to tell them to piss off. I was still a little shaken up to be honest, sitting in Draco's lap and clinging to him. Draco, on the other hand, was completely furious. The comments were focused on me, and Draco would have hexed them if it wouldn't send us to Azkaban. And I could see how badly he wanted to turn and write to Lucius to have something done about it, but he couldn't.
"They're petty." Hermione said strongly, turning to me. "Cat-" Draco's head snapped in her direction quickly, pulling me closer to him and glaring. "-are you alright?" Hermione finished a little slower. I thought for a second. Was I alright? At the moment?
"No." I said softly. "But I will be later." I sighed deeply, resting my head on Draco's shoulder.
"Kitty." Draco whispered gently in my ear. "Eat. Lolli and Kreacher will have my arse if you don't." I smiled softly and nodded. Draco sighed, grabbing a meat pie and shoving it halfway in my mouth. "There, I bloody well fed you." He said, smirking as I tried to pout around the food. I reached up to take a proper bite, and after swallowing, huffed.
"Arsehole." I said, causing Draco to scowl slightly.
"Excuse me? Who's letting you use them as your own personal chair?" Draco asked. I smirked and shifted my hips.
"You didn't complain when I crawled into your lap last night." I said with a small purr.
"Wait, when was this?" Ron asked. "Not while I was in the room, I hope."
"Calm down, Weasley. I'm not going to shag my girlfriend with you in the same bloody room." Draco sneered. I giggled. "I'm also courteous enough to NOT bring my girlfriend into the room to snog."
"No, Cat brings you into ours." Hermione stated plainly.
"We were paired for that Charms project, and you walked in on us snogging after you had been in Ron's snogging him." I pointed out. "And we parted and Draco left soon after as soon as you entered."
"Stop complaining. Draco had to room with Blaise for seven years already." Pansy stated. "How many people has he brought to bed?" Draco groaned as Blaise smirked.
"Lost count at 36." Blaise stated.
"I don't bloody remember. He had a new one each night after fourth year." Draco said, shivering slightly. "He even had you in his bed once, Pansy." Draco glared at her hard while I giggled.
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Riddle Me This
FanfictionCatherine Alice Riddle-Smith, daughter of Voldemort, raised by her maternal grandparents, is starting Hogwarts. Watch her grow through the years, dealing with the returnings of her father, prejudices, and what's this? Love? Well even in the darkest...