hufflepuff vs slytherin
"Sylvia, are you gonna come to the Hufflepuff versus Slytherin game?" Montague asked from over my shoulder in the library.
"Na, I'm not really up to it this today," I said sticking my nose back into a book.
"Common, you're my favorite little first year, gotta be my lucky charm when we destroy the Hufflepuffs," he said with a smirk as he pulled out a chair from beside me and took a seat.
I closed my book slowly and looked up to meet Montague's brown eyes "I have to study Montague, the exams are coming up".
"The exams are in four months" He clarified confusion growing on his face.
"What if I fail all of my exams because I went to a quidditch game I already know you're going to win?"
"You remind me of the Granger girl who Malfoy always complains about," He said eyeing my book "and that's not a good thing".
"Hey don't be-" I cut myself off mid-sentence realizing that I was about to defend Hermionie even though I don't even remember the last time I've spoken to them. "I also have a 2-page positions essay that I need to do by Tuesday" I added.
"Okay I'll make a deal with you, I'll help you study for your exams and write your potions essay if you come to the game" He insisted with a smirk.
"I think I should be the one helping you study" I teased as a smirk grew on my face.
He chuckled a bit to my comment. "What's the supposed to mean?"
"Fine, I'll go to the game" I gave in as I began to collect my books together.
"You have the wear the sweater that I gave you" He insisted.
"I think my owl ate it actually" I lied as I stood up from the desk in the library.
"Shut up" he smirked as he got out from his chair and began walking to the exit of the library "See you at the game"
"I'll be the one cheering the loudest" I began "For the Hufflepuff's".
He quickly spun around "If a quaffle comes your way, it wasn't me" He smirked as he walked out of the library.
As I made my way to the exit a voice called my name from behind I turn to see that Malfoy was leaning against a bookshelf that was on the other side of where I was just talking with Montague.
"Hello Malfoy"
"Flirting with a third year, Rosewood?" He scoffed as he got off the bookshelf and stalked over to where I was standing.
"Not minding your own business, Malfoy?" I snapped as I turned away to leave the library.
I feel a grip on my elbow and spun around "Let go of me Malfoy before I jinx you into oblivion" I scowled as I death stared him.
I tried shaking his hand off of my elbow but his grip was too tight.
"Don't even bother with a third-year Rosewood, he's probably just using you" He snorted releasing his hand from my elbow.
"SHHHH" Madam Prince called from behind the library desk.
Both Malfoy and my head snapped to Madam Prince and then back at each other.
"Goodbye Malfoy," I said flatly as I left him alone in the library.
I walked into the Slytherin common room where I was greeted by Elliot and Daphne.
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the secrets of a pretty boy
Fiksi Penggemar"For merlin's sake, Malfoy your nothing but a pretty boy" You've read the story of the boy who lived but have you read Sylvia Rosewood's story? Sylvia Rosewood, a young pureblood born into the wealthiest pureblood family of all, last known heir of...
