to be or not to be| sixth year | draco malfoy

another quidditch game

"bad enough."
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It was another quidditch game today. It was against Slytherin and Gryffindor. I wasn't going to play today because I wanted my mind focused right on the Slughorn and also the Malfoy situation. I was in the grand hall sitting across from Abby and Cammy.

"So. It's game day. Will the captain take us home with a win?" Camille said with a proud smirk. "Oh, we're definitely going to win, I trust in my teammates. And I'm not playing, I need my mind completely sharp these next few days." I said before biting into a piece of toast.

"Whatever you say, your Majesty." Abigail said. We snickered a bit before I saw Malfoy in the corner of my eyes. He was staring at his plate of eggs and toast while his arms rested on the table, crossed. His skin looked a bit paler than it usually does, has he not been eating? I suddenly saw Coraline jump into his arms. Draco snaps out of his trance like state.

Most of these days he doesn't bother anyone, or talk to anyone at that. He usually did... what happened? I heard Coraline meow at the blonde. She told him to... eat. He must have understood her because he hesitantly picks up the piece of toast from his plate, and bites into it.

"Fraternizing with the enemy. Traitor." I heard Camille say under her breath. "What's up with him, he's usually off doing evil meddling. Now he's just..." I cut Abigail off.

"Quiet. I know, it's weird. He also looks a bit... ill. Like he hasn't been eating... or sleeping. You can tell by the bags under his eyes... and his cheeks are hollowing out. Somethings wrong, don't you think?" I said. Draco used his other hand and petted Coraline. I hear her purr. I looked back over to the girls.

"Well, any who, Ron joined the quidditch team and he's playing today. Captain, what do you think about this?" Camille asked, suddenly holding up a small piece of bread pretending it's a microphone. I giggled.

"Ron may have joined the team but we just might blow this out of the water." I spoke. I giggled again before I saw Coraline jump onto the table beside me.

"Uh uh, you can't sit with us, traitor." Camille pointed the piece of bread at Coraline. She meowed before taking a bite out of the bread. Camille looked awfully offended by Coraline's act. Me and Abigail chuckled. She jumped onto my lap and laid there. I scratched the top of her head with a warm smile.

"She bit the bread." Camille said.

"She bit the bread." Abigail said in a joking tone. We laughed in unison. She was indeed a smart cat.

*

After the game Gryffindor surprisingly won against Slytherin with the help of Ron Weasley who blew it out of the water. I didn't feel too bitter about loss, there were always more games later on in the school year.

The Golden Trio offered us to go in the Gryffindor common rooms to celebrate and man did they celebrate. We were in the room and tons of fellow Gryffindor students were around. Ron stood on a platform while people cheered him on.

People had signs and confetti. It was honestly quite the spectacle.

"This is something you definitely do not see everyday. Three Slytherin's in a Gryffindor common room." Camille yelled over the shouting and cheering. She was true about that.

"And the fact that we lost just adds more tension to the issue." Abigail said. I giggled and watched as Lavender Brown suddenly stepped up onto the platform with Ron and kissed him roughly, making eyes go wide.

"Oh my Merlin!" I said before clapping with everyone. I guess love blossomed after all this. It wasn't what I expected however. I suddenly saw Hermione walk out of common rooms on the brink of tears. I stopped clapping slowly. Wait, a moment. My smile dropped.

"I'll be back." I said glancing back at the girls before I followed after her. We went down a long hallway before she turned and sat on some stairs looking out at the sky through a window. Three paper birds suddenly materialized in the air and fluttered just above her. They chirped a very pretty poetic sounding song. The clues just from seeing this told me that she seems to... like Ron. And it wasn't just a school girl crush either.

I walked up to her and I saw her glance back at me. Tears filled her eyes and her face was red. I frowned a bit. I looked at the birds before sitting next to Hermione.

"Charms spell. I'm just practicing." Hermione said before wiping her tears. "They're beautiful." I commented, looking at the birds flying around just a bit. I sat down just a step above her.

"How did it feel, Violet... when you saw... Angelina with Fred?" She asked. Over the time I've been at school I've heard from the Weasley's that Fred has taken an interest in quidditch captain Angelina Johnson. Did it hurt? Yes. But, I am jealous about it? No.

I looked at Hermione with a bit of confusion.

"I know. I've seen the way you've looked at him." Hermione said in the middle of tears before sniffling. I frowned a bit. "You're my best friend."

I suddenly heard laughing and giggling before I saw Lavender and Ron running inside the room with great big smiles. Their expressions dropped a bit once they saw us. Lavender looked at Ron.

"I think this room is taken." She said in a suggestive manner. Lavender then runs off leaving Ron. "What's with the birds?" He asks with a slight curious smile. I suddenly see Hermione stand to her feet with a look of anger.

"Oppugno." Hermione said sharply. Suddenly the birds zoomed towards Ron. He ran and dodged them as they all hit the wall behind him. He looks at Granger with utter confusion before running off without a look back.

Hermione suddenly breaks down in tears before sitting back down. She rested her head on my shoulder and I grabbed her hands softly and rubbed the back of her hand with my thumb. A pain had pierced my heart from the scene.

"It felt just like this." I whispered.

*

Harry had told me that Slughorn was arranging some sort of Christmas party. But, the thing is... I DON'T HAVE A DATE. I paced around my dorm room while Camille and Abigail watched me.

"I mean, sure, I don't have to have a date to the party but I'm going to look stupid if I'm just there by myself." I said in a slight panic. Camille rolls her eyes.

"Christopher Woodland?" Abigail suggests. I almost gagged. "Absolutely, not." I said.

"How about you just leave the date choosing to us? And you know me, I've got style and taste." Camille said with a proud smirk. I sighed in relief.

"Okay find me someone I really like, that's cool." I said. They suddenly smirked in unison.