I Know You Fancy Me ||D.M.||

Part 7

As I walk, I have the feeling I am being followed. But I shake it off, probably just hoping Malfoy still followed me. Once I get to the owlery I get my owl, his name is Dexter. I attach my letter to him and send him off. I turn around and see Malfoy standing in the doorway watching me making me jump, since I had no idea. "Wha- what are you doing here?" I say he probably saw me jump because he was laughing. "Did I scare you there?" he said still laughing his laugh is damn sexy. "No as a matter of fact you did not." I say now standing in front of him. "Now can I leave?" I say trying to get through the door, which was impossible since Draco was blocking the whole damn thing. "Bloody, you are in a rush." "I am not, I just don't like being here, alone, with you." I say slowly. Making him raise his eyebrow and smirk at me. I roll my eyes and try to push him away. He grabs my arm and holds me in place, his strong hands burn through my shirt. "Excuse you, let me go." I say trying to get out of his grip, not wanting him to know that i secretly enjoy it. "Fine, you are no fun." he says letting go of me, the places his hands had been are now stone cold. I shiver. "Cold now are we? Need me to hold you again." he says chuckling. I look at him right into those grey eyes of his. Staring mad hard into them "No thanks Malfoy, you could do one thing for me though." I say. A smirk creeps on his face. "And what is that?" he says. "Get out of my bloody way." I say pushing past him making him almost fall, but he re-steadies himself as I walk down the stairs. "So you really don't like me eyh?" he yells after me. I turn around to look at him, expecting him to be right behind me, but he hasn't moved one bit. "No, I really don't like you, now can you leave me alone?" I say and start walking again. Heading back to the library to do some actual reading this time. As I make it to the door I hear Hermione call me, so I turn around. She is walking a couple of feet behind me. "Olivia, hey going to do some reading too?" she asks making her way over to me, I nod and wait for her so we can go in together. We walk through the library to find some books to read. "So you were out before me today, what were you doing?" "I was here actually." I say getting a confused look from Hermione, considering I just walked in with her. "Haha, I wrote my mom a letter and went to the owlery to send it. You caught me right before re-entering." I explain to her. "Ah that makes sense. But one thing though. I saw Malfoy following you right before I called you, when I did he immediately looked away and walked off. What's that about?" "How should I know? I didn't know he was following me." I say honestly, being sure to keep what happend in the owlery for myself. 

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We are now seated in a class room, professor McGonagall was speaking: "The Yule Ball has been a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament since its inception. On Christmas Eve night, we and our guests gather in the great hall for a night of well-mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school, I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward. And I mean this literally because the Yule Ball is, first and foremost, a dance." After she spoke the last two words chatter started around the room, some students were excited about this and others clearly not. "Silence! The House of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard world nearly 10 centuries. I will not have you, in the course of a single evening, besmirching that name by behaving like babbling bumbling band of baboons." I see Fred lean in to whisper something to George: "Try saying that 5 times fast, huh?" I see them try, making me giggle and making Hermione look at what I am looking at, making her giggle too. "Now, to dance is to let the body breathe." McGonagall continues "Inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers, longing to burst forth and take flight. Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance. Mr. Weasly." She says walking up to him "Yes?" he answers quietly. "Would you join me please?" McGonaggal says taking his shirt and lifting him off of the bench he was sitting on, making other students laugh a little. They walk towards the mid of the room McGonagall holding her arms up in the air so she can place one hand on his shoulder and the other one in his hand. "Now, place your right hand on my waist." "Where?" Ron whispers. "On my waist. And extend your arm. Mr. Filch, if you please?" She then says and Mr. Filch turns on the music. "One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three." she counts as they dance through the room. Everyone stands up to dance with one another, I must admit it was awkward, but I liked it. Sad thing I couldn't dance with Draco, since he wasn't there. Wowowow, why am I thinking this? This is bad. He has gotten to much space in my head. This cannot be happening. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Neville and I are walking back to our commen room they are all just talking about the dance and what not, but my head keeps popping to Draco. This needs to stop. "Good night everyone, it is getting late I am going to bed." Neville says, everyone agrees and goes to bed. I get in bed, I try to fall asleep but I just can't seem to do it.