18. Incarcerous

F i r s t - F r i e n d
I let out a deep sigh of relief and then I heard a small squeaky noise from behind, spinning around, I whipped out my wand. “Incarcerous!” I hissed in the direction of the noise.

“Lemme go!” I heard a little voice yelp in fear. “Make the ropes go away, please Draco.”

Quickly, I undid the spell and walked over to the little blonde girl, staring up at me in terror. “What is it this time Astoria?”

“I just wanted to see if you were all right.” She murmured, glancing at her feet, her way of showing she was ashamed.

“What do you mean?” I cocked an eyebrow at her.

“After Granger punched you, I wanted-” Quickly I cut across her rambling.

“I'm quite fine.” My tone was cold, Astoria was now reminding me off the Mudblood's wretched deed.

“Why don't your friends care if you get hurt or not?” Leave it to the little girl to ask stupid questions.

“Astoria, I don't have any friends.” What did I just say?

“Can I be your friend then?” Her sweet little eyes looked up at me.

“I, what... Yes.”