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We walk threw the opening of the yellow tent which leads to a large open room which is probably twenty times the size of the tent I had seen walking in. The room was swarming with people and music is being blasted from the far corner of the tent.

"Do you want a drink?" Malfoy asks me leaning in so that I could hear him over the loud music.

"Sure." I reply. I wanted to drink but not as much as I had drunk the night before. I wanted to be able to get back to the dorm at the end of the night without falling up a flight of stairs.

Malfoy walks away from me and heads straight to the large table of bottles at the back of the tent. The table was covered in strange looking bottles and funny looking glasses. There is also a large cauldron at the far right hand side of the table with smoke rising from the rim.

Blaise had followed Malfoy to the table so I was standing alone. I look around and try and find Luna but she is no where to be seen. I spot Harry at the left corner of the room where there is a couple of chairs in a circle around a small table. He is sat next to a girl with long ginger hair and big blue eyes. The girl is wearing a baby pink dress with a large checked shirt over the top of it. I walk over to the circle when I realise that there is not where for me to sit. Hermione is sat on Ron's lap and the twins are taking up all the space on the larger chair.

I turn back around and look at Malfoy at the table. He is pouring the contents of the cauldron into one of the weird looking cups as he is talking to Blaise. Suddenly I see Parkinson walking over to the table. She stands next to Malfoy and pours herself a drink from the cauldron. I could see that they were talking but the music made it difficult to hear what they were saying. He was smiling at her and she was laughing. What are they talking about?

Blaise walks back over to where I am standing. "You look nice." He says leaning closer to me so I could hear what he was saying.

"Thanks." I say trying to not take my eyes off Malfoy and Parkinson. "Don't look too bad yourself."

Blaise always seemed to have that cheeky look on his face, like he was always up to no good. He was wearing a white t-shirt which is tucked into a pair of checked green trousers. He really did look good. I felt like it was very easy to talk to Blaise when he isn't with Malfoy. It's like he is a different person as soon as he walks in the room. Maybe he really is scared of Malfoy.

I look back over at the drinks table and Parkinson was still smiling at him. Malfoy then leans in to Parkinson and looks like he is whispering something into her ear. She then puts one of her hands over her mouth as if she is in shock at what he has just told her. She then leans in and whispers something into his ear.

Teasing is one thing, but trying to make me jealous is a completely different ball game. Jealously has never been a good look on me. I have one of those faces where you can tell my every emotion just by my facial expression.

"You have anything planned for this weekend?" Blaise asks me bringing me out of my trance.

"Other than going to the game nothing." I lied. I didn't want to make myself look a fool saying I was spending the weekend with Malfoy when he is flirting with Parkinson. "And you?"

"The game and then I might be going to Hogsmead with Crabbe." He replies. He notices that my eyes are fixed on Parkinson and Malfoy. "There just friends, Snape. Don't worry."

I could feel my blood start to boil. I could not see two people being friends when one had cheated on the other less than a week ago. Even if the break-up is mutual I don't think people would be that friendly. I take a deep breath and try and calm myself down. I could not let my emotions get the better of me tonight, especially in a room full of people.

"I just want my drink. He is taking the piss." I say trying to hide the fact that I wanted to throw the cauldron at her head.

"Go other there and get it from him then if you're so thirsty." He says sarcastically.

"Don't egg me on."

"Or is it Malfoy you're thirsty for?" He says mockingly with a grin on his lips.

Is it really that obvious that I'm jealous of him talking to another girl? I can't help it. I like Malfoy but I can't be possessive over him. We only had sex. Realistically that doesn't mean anything until we say it's something. "Fuck off." I reply while pushing him away.

"You can't lie to me, Snape. You fancy him don't you?" He asks curiously.

"And why on earth would I tell you if I did or not. You're his best mate." I say rolling my eyes.

"What does me being his best mate have to do with it?"

"The second I say I like him, which I don't by the way. You are going to run and tell him everything I have said about him."

"Why would I do that. I'm your mate too remember." He says with a kind expression on his face. "And as a friend, I think you should go over there."

He was really tempting me but I didn't want to make myself look even more jealous than I already am. It had been at least five minutes since Malfoy had gone over to the table to get drinks. I look over again and Parkinson is still whispering to him.

"Fuck it." I say rolling my eyes as I start to walk away from Blaise and over to the back of the room. The music slightly quietens as I approach the table. But I still can't hear what either of them are saying.

I get to the table and grab one of the fancy bottles from the table and pour myself a drink into a frosted glass cup. I try not to look in their direction and hope that one of them notices me. As I pour the bottle a dark purple liquid fills the glass. The drink smells like blackcurrants which slightly puts me off. I hold the glass up to my face and pour the contents into my mouth and put the glass back down onto the table.

I then walk back over to Blaise with my back facing them. I walk away hoping that Malfoy is staring at me as I walk. I swing my hips and don't turn back around. Blaise stands looking at me with a smile on his face.

"What are you smiling at?" I ask with a confused expression on my face.

"You." He says looking me up and down. 

"Give over." I say pushing him again and rolling my eyes.

"His an idiot you know that." He says softly. "What's he doing talking to her when the prettiest girl in the room is standing right in front of me."

I could feel myself blushing. I can't help but smile at his words. He is so lovely and kind. I don't understand how he could be so nice to me. Is Blaise into me?