In Love with a Prince | Draco Malfoy

Twelve

Iris woke up earlier than Angelica who she was still avoiding. She wasn't sure if it was because she was still slightly upset about what happened 'that night' or because she didn't want to hear her apologies. Iris quickly put on her robes and took her wand waving it infront of her, just as her bag came flying and landed gently on the bed infront of her. She grabbed it and strutted out.

Iris walked into the great hall and was slightly shocked by how many people were in there. She walked to the front to see what all the comotion was about.

Suddenly a light bulb switched on in her head. 'Of course, the tri-wizard tournament!'

Iris went to sit down on an empty bench and watched the people infront of her. She was trying to look for Luna but she was no where to be seen. She looked around the whole room and her eyes stopped when she reaced a familar blonde headed boy.

She couldn't help but smile a bit. But she frowned when she saw that he was in the middle of an argument with one of the Gryffindors.

She shook her head and moved on. She suddenly saw two red headed boys barge into the room holding their something up.

'Twins.' she thought. She watched them run towards the goblet and she heard clapping from around the room. Iris couldn't help but raise her eye-brows at them.

"It's not going to wo-ork." A young girl around Iris's age said matter-of-factly.

Iris watched as the twins walked up to the young brunette.

"And why do you say that?" One of them said.

"Becuase," the girl as shook her head mockingly, "Do you see that line over there?" the girl said pointing towards a blue glowing line surroundimg the goblet.

"Dumbledore drew it himself. And I'm pretty sure he'll be able to keep two uncontrollably cheeky pranksters from entering." Iris continued and the brunette smiled at her.

"Well, whoever you are and the-brightest-witch-of-your-age, we've got an aging potion right here, so even the great Dumbledore won't be able to stop us." One of the twins said wiggling his eye-brows.

The brunette threw her hands up In defeat, and Iris let out a loud sigh.

"Oh for heavens sake, do whatever you want, but just don't say I didn't warn you." And with that she continued reading the book that was neatly laid on her lap.

Iris watched the twins as they drank their potions and jump over the line. They made it! Iris gave a peep at the brunnete who was still reading the book, not bothering to give the slightest bit of attention to the twins.

Iris looked back at the twins who had put their papers into the goblet. There was cheering, clapping and whistling coming from all over the room, and the boys came running out of the circle laughing together. But just then a puff of white hair popped on their chins and they both began to panic!

White hair grew all over their face and they started wrestling each other to the floor in such panic. Bursts of laughter spread across the hall, and the brunnete gave a peek from her book, an eye-brow up and a smirk worn on her face.

Just then she heard arguing coming from a few feet away and groaned when she realised who it was from.

"Does he have to fight with everyone?" Iris mumbled as she stared at who Draco was fighting with.

"When did you care about who I like and who I don't?" An unfamiliar voice shouted at Draco making Iris jump a bit.

"Oh, I never said I care Weasel, just wondering why you've moved on from Granger..." Draco spat at the red headed boy. Red-headed boy? Iris thought Oh, so he's related to the twins... Iris rolled her eyes at Draco just as the other boy replied.

"Gra-Granger?! I never had a crush on Hermione!" The boy said roughly but blushed slightly.

Just then I felt a movemet at my left arm. I jumped as I realised the young brunette from earlier was sitting right next to me!

"Annoying aren't they?" The brunette asked as she stared glumly at the boys. "They drive me crazy, those two."

She must've realised I was still staring at her in shock because she continued,

"Oh, sorry did I startle you? I'm Hermione Granger." She said, sticking her hand out for me to shake. And I took it.

"Uh, I-I'm Iris Jackson." I finally replied, "Did you say your name was Hermione Granger?"

"Yes. They were talking about me." She said and then turned towards the three boys who were still arguing.

"Why do you actually bother, Malfoy?" A skinny raven haired boy questioned looking annoyed.

"Yeah Malfoy, are you jealous or something?"

"Haha!" Draco laughed mockingly.

Iris raised her eye-brows. She had no idea Draco was a mean person. "Draco's not this mean to me..." Iris said to Hermione.

"D-Draco?!"

"Yeah... He reacted like that when I called him 'Draco' too... Am I saying something wrong?" Iris asked confused and worried at the same time.

"Well, that is true but you see we aren't very used to refer to him as, Draco. You see, me Ron and Harry aren't best friends with Mal-D-Draco.." Hermione explained.

Iris listened curiously, she realised that whenever Hermione said Draco's name it sounded so weird, like it wasn't supposed to be coming from her mouth at all.

"Oh... Wait a sec! Harry?" Iris whipped her head towards the two boys who were still arguing with Draco. "Is one of them Harry Potter?!"

"Yes, actually. The black haired one is Harry Potter. The other one is Ron, Ronald Wealsey. He's the younger brother of Fred and George, the two twins who were, well, who have turned into grandfathers for the day." Hermione said with a grin and then rolled her eyes at the end.

"O-oh." Iris couldn't believe that somebody she knows absolutely hates the famous Harry Potter.

"So, ummm..." Hermione started uncomfortably, "Are you guys, you know together?"

Iris turned bright red at the thought. "Oh, no, Oh my gosh, ummm, We've just bumped into each other a few times, I mean we're hardly even friends." Iris blushed terribly. She couldn't get the thought out of her head.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Hermione said awkwardly turning a pale shade of pink.

"DO YOU LIKE HER?!" A sudden shout came from the three boys, snapping the two girls back to the present. Iris saw the boy named Ron point a finger at her.

'Wait, me? They were talking about me all this time. No, no, no, no, no. This can't be. No. NO!'

"I don't do mudbloods." Draco said plainly.