CHAPTER 54: narcissist
Melia was walking with Harry and Hermione in the library. Ron wasn't with them because of him snogging Lavender. Hermione had told her all about it and Melia tried to comfort her, but she was too heartbroken to even listen to Melia's tips.
"He's at perfect liberty to kiss whomever he likes. I really couldn't care less. Was I under the impression that he and I would be attending Slughorn's Christmas party together? Yes. Of course, now, given the circumstances, I've had to make other arrangements."
"Have you?"
"Yes. Why?"
"I just thought, you know, since neither one of us can take who we'd really like... maybe we'd go together. As friends."
"Why didn't I think of that?"
"So who are you taking?"
"Um... it's a surprise," Melia snorts which earns her a deathly glare from 'Mione. "Besides, it's you we need to worry about. And you can't pick just anyone. See that girl over there. That's Romilda Vane. Rumour has it she's trying to slip you a love potion."
"Really?" He turns his head around, looking at Vane. "Hey! She's only interested in you because she thinks you're the Chosen One. You know that, right?"
"But I am the Chosen One," Hermione hits on the head.
"Ha, you deserved that one you narcissist," Melia says.
"Narcissist? That was a bit harsh!" she just shrugs at him. "What about you? Do you have a date?"
"Emh, no. I thought I would just go by myself."
"You want to go with me?"
"Do you really want your head on a stick?" Harry laughs nervously. She joins them to the Great Hall but sits down by the Slytherin table. She notices that Draco isn't sitting by the table and decides to bring some food up to him. Melia knows they need to work on the cabinet, but they don't need to work on it 24/7. They need a break sometimes, and they do need to eat. She grabbed some green apples and a bagel before walking up to the room of requirements.
Melia pushes the door open and starts walking towards the cabinet. She finds him looking at the cabinet in deep thought. She bites her lower lip, taking in his futures. There's a faint light shining on the right side of his face. His jawline looks perfect in this setting. "Take a picture. It'll last longer," she blushed as he turned around looking at her. His face is blank, but his eyes can't hide his love. She stands completely frozen. She almost forgot how handsome he is. He takes one off the apples and takes a big bite. She almost chokes on air as she suddenly remembers 'Drapple'. Draco looks over at her with worried eyes and tries to get up from the sofa he had sat down on. She waves him off and walks over to the cabinet. She looked at the work Draco had done that day.
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Fanfiction| currently in editing. if you still want to read it, then go ahead:) the edited one will be published on my account under a "new" book | '𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆.' --- Camellia Withlock never expected to be a witch like in...