The Prewett Girl

10) A new years ball

DISCLAIMER: I still don't own Harry Potter :(

-Stupid by Tate McRae

-Dazed & Confused by Ruel

Draco:

I can't stop thinking about her. I don't know why. I shouldn't like her, my father would go crazy if he knew, she is muggleborn after all. But I don't care about that. I have to admit that the reason I started making fun of her in the first place was because I thought she was pretty. But now it makes me sick to think that I ever hurt her. I asked her to the ball because I like her so much, and I don't care what anyone else thinks.

I lazily walk into the library to return some books when I hear her voice. She's sitting with Granger and before I know what I'm doing I'm hiding behind a bookcase listening to their conversation.

"YOU'RE GOING WITH KRUM, AGAIN?!" Nila whisper-yells, Granger covers her mouth and suppresses a giggle.

"Yes, but keep quiet! I don't want Harry or Ron to find out, you remember how awful it was last time" Granger continues speaking but I zone out thinking about how if Potter and Weasley don't approve of Viktor Krum they certainly won't be happy that Nila is going with me. I hear my name and tune back into the conversation.

"DRACO asked you?" Granger gasps, I see Nila flush and nod, "what did you say?" I hold my breath eager to hear her response.

"I said yes, of course."

"So you like him?"

"Well..." I bite my lip in anticipation as I see Nila look down at her ring and back at Granger, "Ya, I actually really do!'

"I can see that, he is an amazing quidditch player."

"And extremely cute," Nila laughs as does Granger, "and he's actually really sweet, Hermione, you wouldn't think it but he's been so nice to me." I can't help the grin that spreads over my face as she compliments me.

"I've always thought he must have a soft spot," Granger says, "turns out it's for you!" Nila laughs. I quietly creep towards the entrance to the library and exit feeling much happier than I did when I entered. In my daze I run into Blaise.

"Shoot! Watch where you're going!." I exclaim as Blaise stumbles backwards, "oh, sorry Blaise," I mumble feeling bad for yelling at my friend.

"It's alright, I actually wanted to talk to you anyways," he begins.

"Whats up?"

"Well, I was thinking, If you weren't already going with Pansy, could I ask her?" He asks, I look at him confused as to why he's asking my permission, "I mean you guys are close, and I just didn't know if-"

I cut him off, "no, Blaise, you should ask her," I tell him and I see him smile, "I do NOT like Pansy, but you'd be great for her."

"Thanks mate." Blaise grins and pats my back, I smile back at him, "hey, who are you going to ask?"

"Oh, I've actually already asked someone."

"Really? Who?"

I hesitate before telling him, "I asked Nila."

He raises his eyebrows, "hmm, you don't care that she's a..." I firmly shake my head, "well then I think it's great, she'll be good for you, mate."

I smile, "she's really great Blaise, I don't know why we all made fun of her!"

"We only made fun of her because she's a muggleborn sorted into Slytherin, you know that." He sighs and shakes his head, "but that doesn't make it ok."