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Draco’s pov
As father, mother, and I arrived, I suddenly felt the desire not to go any further. But of course, that isn’t an option. At this point, I’ve learned to prepare a blank expression, and an even blanker mind, so those mind-reading people can’t see anything, what do they call them again? Ligita-something, or was it the other one that starts with an o? Whatever.
I turn to see my parents have already made their way to some of the other pureblood families. I sigh and decide to walk around and try to find Balsie.
I’m deep in thought when I bump into someone, or rather they bump into me. I look down to see a head of mousey brown hair, they look up at me and I freeze. It’s granger. Wow, she looks kinda pretty- WHAT AM I THINKING. I mean she is just a little bit cute. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. THIS IS NOT ALLOWED TO HAPPEN. I was frozen, unable to speak, I just looked into her deep brown eyes, as my brain debated what to do next.
She mumbles one more “Sorry” and starts to walk away. I almost yell ‘No I’m sorry' but I stop myself, not wanting to seem weird, but at the same time I can’t seem to say anything mean.
So I just stand there, watching her leave. I just stand there feeling empty. I sigh and walk towards the refreshments.
“Draaccoo!!!” A voice sounds from behind me.
“Not now Parkinson.” I don’t even need to look to know it’s Pansy. I can picture her face so clearly.
“But Draco-” I feel her hand on my shoulder, I shutter.
“I said not now!” I swing around to face her. My voice comes out as bitter and cruel. As it should be. I feel her hand drop, and she seems almost scared.
“What’s got your head in a twist.” Balsie Zabini walks up and wraps his arms around Pansy’s waist, a smirk playing across his lips.
“None of your business Zabini.” I roll my eyes as his smirk grows.
“So there is something, hmm, a girl perhaps? Mummy buy you a new broom? Or maybe you are jealous that me and Pansy are dating? Huh? What is it Malfoy.” He walks forward till we’re inches apart. “You can trust me.” His breath is hot in my face, it smells of beer, the beer that's at the “adult only” table.
“You.Smell.Like.Beer.”