𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞

It got to meal time and y/n was starving. Holding her head up high, she walked into the hall and sat beside Pansy.

"You alright Y/n?" Pansy whispered.

"Yeah" She muttered bluntly. The last thing she wanted to do was chat.

Accidentally, she made eye contact with Draco. She looked at him with a hurt look on her face. He looked away feeling guilty. His ego was too high for him to apoligise, he knew he was in the wrong. Awkward silence lingered in the air as they ate.

"I'm done, see you later Pans" Y/n said, getting up from the table and walking out.

"What a drama queen" Blaise smirked, looking at Draco expecting him to laugh along.

He said nothing.

"Shut the fuck up for once Blaise!. I'd be hurt if I was stood up like she was!" Pansy spat, and she shot Draco a cold look.

"Stood up? Wait what?" Draco asked, confused as ever.

"Stop acting dumb, Malfoy. You knew she was waiting for you in the common room."

"When?"

"Last night? It said very clearly on the note" Pansy replied.

"What note?"

"The note? She gave to Theo whilst you were in the shower?"

"I never got a note?" Draco said, with knitted eyebrows. Pansy looked at Theo who stops chewing and looks up.

"Ohh. Is that what that was? I did wonder why she gave me some paper. I just chucked it in the bin" Theo muttered and continues eating.

"Oh well done Theo! Well bloody done indeed! Are you coming Draco?" Pansy got up from the table with Draco following behind.

Pansy walked into their room and sat on Y/n's bed. She was crying, with her face burried in her blanket.

"I think somebody wants to see you" Pansy said softly, stroking her head.

"Y/N? I'm so sorry I-" Draco told her, before Y/N flung the covers off her.

"No Draco you've had all day to speak to me just fuck off!" Y/N screamed, pushing past him with her hand under her eyes so he didn't see she'd been crying.

He went after her immediately, and followed her all the way to the common room. She pushed the doors open and threw herself on the sofa with her face looking away. Draco rushed to sit next to her.

"Y/n, I promise you you've got it all wrong. I was mad when I heard Potter call your name and I need to realise you're just friends and I'm so sorry for getting mad" He said, surprisingly.

"Okay. But I waited up for you all night Draco, and you didn't even bother to come" She replied, still looking away.

"No I've only just found out you left me a note. Theo chucked it in the bin 'cause he thought it was just abit of paper the stupid prick. I didn't know you left me a note ortherwise I would of come" Draco breathed. With bloodshot eyes, she turned her head and is met by his grey apologetic ones.

"Promise me that's the truth?" Y/n asked with a sad tone.

"I bloody promise you Y/N." Draco grabbed both her hands when he said this.

"I'm sorry, I hate arguing with you" She said, wiping her tears with her sleeve.

"Come here silly. It'll never happen again" Draco pulled her in for a hug and wiped the rest of her tears off her cheeks. He squeezed her a little tighter than normal.

The days after their little argument brought them a little closer. Draco was not an affectionate person in public, only when it's them two. But, he'd always grab her arm if they were walking together. She felt inseperable with him.

*

Two weeks later, the group were called to the Great hall early before dinner, and were told about the Triwizard tournament. Y/N secretly wanted to do it. Slytherins are daring and brave, she knew she had to for her father, who'd be unbearably proud.

"Once you have put your name in, there is no going back. It'll no longer be a choice. So anybody who is brave enough to do this, stand now" Dumbledore announced to the hall. Immediately, Y/n stood up.

"I don't bloody think so!" Draco told her and yanked her straight back down by her shoulder.

"It's way too dangerous, you could die in this. There is not a chance on earth you're doing it" He said, still going on.

"The reqiurements say you have to be over 17!" Dumbledore announced. Everyone groans including Y/n.

"I just wanted to make my parents proud" Y/n whispered. He pulled her head in for a small hug and told her she already does.

Everybody in the hall was dismissed, but she hung around with Hermione after to see who was doing going to but their name in the fire. She was stood watching Cedric go into the circle, and that was when two strawberry blonde lads ran into the hall. Y/n smirked at the boys and caught their eye.

"You're not seriously doing this are you?" One said.

"You're too pretty for death" The other one said. She laughed.

"Course not. I'm guessing you two goons are aren't you?" She asked.

"Just maybe. I'm Fred."

"And I'm George!"

"We're friends now."

"Best pals" They said in sync.

"Well Fred and George, you'd be mad. You have to be 17!" Y/n told them.

"Cooked this up just now, easy really" George help up a small vial and winked.

"It's not going to work" Hermione sung in a sarcastic tone.

"And why's that Granger?" Fred sat beside her.

"You see this? It's an age line. A genious like Dumblore couldn't possibly be fooled by a pathetic dimb whitted aging potion!"

"That's why it's so brilliant" George replied.

"Because it's so patheticly dimb-whitted!" Fred follows. They laughed and walked to the circle.

"Ready Fred?"

"Ready George."

"Bottoms up!"