Wizarding Week

Louise has always dreamt of going somewhere completely new, and when her school organises an exchange with a mysterious school called Hogwarts, it's her perfect moment. Louise doesn't realise the magic behind the doors of Hogwarts, and maybe, just maybe, she might even fit in with the people there more.


7. The Question.

The next few days were a blur, I hadn't told any of the others about what happened on the bridge with Draco, I didn't really want to think about it. As the days went on, I found myself getting a lot closer to Hermione and Ginny. I still hadn't told anyone about the fact that I could do magic, I knew I should but, I didn't want to cause any trouble. Luckily, I hadn't seen Draco since that day, I'd purposely been avoiding him. 

That night was the annual ball, the one that the girls had told me about on my first day, I hadn't been asked by anyone, so unfortunately, I couldn't go. Luckily, Hermione wasn't going with anyone either, as Ron had asked another girl called Lavender. I could tell Hermione was hurt by this, but I felt it best not to mention it to her, if it was me, I wouldn't want someone reminding me about it. 

I was walking to the Gryffindor common room after Tranfiguration class with Professor McGonnagall. It was the first time I had been alone in days, and it was nice to get some peace. The endless chattering from Ginny was very nice, but sometimes it got slightly tiring. Harry had asked her to the ball, and she was ecstatic. I couldn't help feel slightly jealous that no one had asked me, and I knew deep down who I wanted to go with, Draco. I had been denying what happened the other day in my head since, I didn't want to think about it. 

The corridors were empty, apart from a few first years here and there, chattering about the ball, and how excited they were to be going with a boy. My heart sunk slightly at this, it did hurt. I kept my head down, avoiding eye contact. A lot of Hogwarts students still stared at me because I was a muggle, or, everyone thought I was. 

Suddenly, out of no where, someone crashes into me. It's not done on purpose, and as I wasn't looking where I was going, I didn't see who the person was, until I looked up. It was Draco. He was smirking at me, but I assumed it was just his usual expression. 

"Louise," he smiled at me for a moment, and then realised what he was doing, a scowl crept back onto his face, "I've been meaning to find you."

I stand up straight, looking him right in the eyes, "Oh, have you? Why may that be?"

He takes my arm suddenly, and pulls me to the side of the corridor, behind a pillar so that people can't see us, he stands close to me, too close for my liking, "You left your books the other day. I have them."

I fold my arms across my chest, I wanted to be annoyed at him so much, for making me feel as angry and as confused as I felt, I glared at him, "Why didn't you just give them to Harry or something then?"

For a moment, I could sense hurt in his eyes, before he added coldly, "I'm not speaking to that idiot just because of you. And, I wanted to ask you something actually. But I don't know if I want to now."

My heart skipped slightly at this, I was dying to know what he wanted to ask me, I tried to keep my face expressionless, but it was too hard, a smile crept onto my face, "Well, what is this thing? You might as well ask me, considering you've pulled me to the side of the corridor."

Beside us, was a huge red curtain, I'm not sure what the purpose of it was, but before I could say anything, Draco had slipped behind it, he grabbed my arm and yanked me through. I was blinded by the light. There was a huge window, and a seat outlining it. It was private, nice. But suddenly I felt scared, was this place soundproof? What even was it?

I noticed Draco still had my hand in his, I would've have usually pulled away, but something about the atmosphere  and something about him, I wanted to keep my hand in his. 

Draco took me over to the window seat, sitting me down, he sat next to me quickly. He looked quite nervous, and that made me feel strange.

"Louise..." Draco looked away from me, blushing slightly, I give his hand a slight squeeze, reassuring him. I had been so sure that I had gotten over Draco, but I hadn't, not one bit, "I was wondering if you'd like to go to the ball with me, tonight."

This took me as a surprise, I was expecting him to ask me something surprising, but not that, the ball was that evening, and it was all very last minute, "Um...seriously?"

But then Draco did something I had not been expecting at all, he didn't answer me. All he did was move over to me slightly, he had a serious expression onto his face, he usually did, but she had more meaning to it. Slowly, he brushed a lose strand of my hair behind my ear, not letting his eye contact leave mine. I could feel my heart beating through my shirt. His face was moving closer to mine and I could feel his breathe on my cheek, it was warm, nice.

"Come here," He whispers to me, my lips are inches away from his now, and I'm not panicking, not like before. He presses his lips against mine gently, and the rest of the world seems to slip away.

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