Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

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"Where would he be?" Draco asked as we stepped out into the corridor.

"I think I've got an idea" I replied, the others were following after.

"Come on Blaise, we've got a relationship to mend," I said trying to hurry him and Timothee up. 

He and Timothee stepped out,

"Since when did you call be Blaise?" He asked inquisitively.

I hadn't even realised I'd used his first name.

"I don't know, I guess I hear Draco say it all the time and it just stuck" I answered.

"Fair enough," he said, he almost looked disappointed. Did he want us to be friends, I hadn't the faintest idea until now. I guess Draco was friends with all of my friends but I hadn't really made any effort to get to know Pansy or Blaise.

I probably should.

We turned the corner and saw Valiant and his mad dog Kristof.

I groaned.

I tried not to look at them as we walked past.

Draco, on the other hand, blew a kiss and sent a wink his way, sarcastically of course. 

Valiant's face was priceless, he was angry but he had no justification to do anything back to Draco.

He was powerless.

"Who are those boys?" Timothee asked when we were out of earshot.

"Dickheads" Draco replied without missing a beat.

"Ahh I see, a connard" he replied in French.

"Exactly" Draco murmured.

"Sorry to interrupt this thrilling and engaging conversation but can I ask where you're taking us, Harry?" Blaise asked.

"Herbology" I answered as we all walked on.

"Ahh, that's a shout" Draco replied.

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We got to the first Herbology conservatory and I walked in. As I thought Neville was seated at a table trimming a plant.

But he wasn't alone.

Hannah Abbott was sat next to him. She must have been Neville's crush. I was proud of him for finally plucking up the courage to speak to her, I almost felt back for ruining the moment.

"Hi Harry" Neville said when he saw me, his cheeks turned pink.

"Hi Neville, Hannah. I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute" I said gesturing to the corridor.

"I'll just be a minute," he told Hannah before walking out with me.

The others had stayed in the corridor.

Neville came over and joined the group.

"We are here to ask you about Hermione and Ron" I started.

"Yes I thought you would," he said.

"Well, what happened?" Draco asked.

Draco had spent a lot of time building his relationship with Neville and although he wasn't scared of Draco anymore he was overpowered by him.

"Umm well we were all walking back from somewhere, I can't remember from where, but then Krum and his friends were walking towards us down the same corridor. He paid no attention to Hermione until they had passed us and she looked back at him. He saw her looking and gave her an awkward smile. Well, I thought it was awkward, Hermione and Ron clearly thought otherwise. Ron immediately got flustered, but he tried to play it off by changing the subject. But then he got grumpy, by this point, we were back in the common room, Hermione asked him what was wrong and then he shouted at her about the whole looking thing, Hermione was insulted and then she stormed out" he said recalling the story in good detail.

"Thanks, Neville, do you know where Hermione went?" I asked.

"No but I do know that Ginny went after her" he mumbled.

"Alright, you've been a great help Neville" I reassured him.

"I wouldn't want you to keep you any longer from Hannah," I said before I was about to walk away.

"Oh, we aren't going out or anything, it's early doors," he said almost stumbling over his words.

"Yeah, we get it, of course" the group murmured back at him.

I gave him a thumbs up and he walked back into the conservatory.

"Right, now we've got to find Ginny" Blaise sighed.

We all started to walk towards the main part of the castle.

"Where would we find this Ginny?" Timothee asked.

"Ravenclaw" Draco and I said in unison.

I was shocked.

"How do you know that?" I asked Draco.

"She tells me everything, one might even say I was her confidante," he said as he waved his hands around, slowly but with sophistication.

"I didn't know this" I chuckled.

Ginny didn't even seem to like Draco much, but he's now telling me he knows everything about her. It was an unlikely pairing. 

"Well if I told you everything she told me, I wouldn't be a very good confidante, would I?" He said making a good point.

I wondered what they talked about, I suppose Ginny did have some need for a person or object to vent to. I suppose it's a symptom of being the only girl in a practically all-boy family. I was glad that she no longer needed to depend on Voldemort's cursed journal, but still.

It was a shock.

We arrived at the Ravenclaw door and the painting asked us a riddle.

"What house has: warmth but no heading, beds but not ones you sleep in, and light with no electricity?"

The two Slytherins and the Gryfinndor scratched their heads.

"I don't understand, beds but no one sleeps in them, how is that possible?" Blaise asked.

"A greenhouse" Timothee answered.

The door swung open.

"Huh, you'd make a good Ravenclaw" Draco suggested as he stepped in.