Second Seat, Third Row (A Harry Potter fanfiction)

Note: Second Seat, Third Row is a working title, not necessarily what it'll be called in the end.

When long-lost Allbright heir Katrina returned to Great Britain from America, the last thing she expected from her schooling at Hogwarts was making out in a broom closet. Especially with a spoiled, pureblooded brat. And yet, that was where she discovered herself with Draco Malfoy, the one and only Slytherin Prince.

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"Why do you always sit there?" Blaise asked, and Katrina went red. This just proved his theory that she had an ulterior motive.

"I don't know what you mean. Where do I always sit, Zabini?"

"The second seat in the fourth... oh." she could hear the smirk in his voice. "I see, you like staring at the second seat in the row in front of you... "

"Shut up Blaise, I don't stare at Malfoy!" she burst out. At the raise of his eyebrow, she continued. "Most of the time..."

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Alright, I'm only going to write this disclaimer once. Ready? Good. I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, J. K. Rowling does. I do own Katrina Allbright and Anastacia Jameson, my two Original Character(OC)s that I'll be using for this story. I'll try for a weekly update schedule, but I'm a full-time student with no internet at her house. I write everything I write during school. Keep that in mind, alright? Okay, I love every single person who reads this book! Thanks so much, my Cinnamon rolls!
~Cinnmon_Twisted