“I’m going to find Draco.” Ginny said and walked off to find the Slytherin compartment.
Fred and George were about to call their sister back to them, but noticing she wasn’t listening to Ron’s rants, they decided to walk away to cause more havoc and mischief and trouble. And after giving up, the trio walked to the back of the train to their usual compartment.
“Harry, are you alright?” Hermione asked, seeing the raven haired boy rub at his scar.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just flashback that’s all.” he said.
Hermione looked at her friend with intense worry creasing her angelic features.
Moments later, a worn out Cedric walked in with a roll of parchment.
“Hermione, Ron. Prefect meeting’s about to begin.” he said breathlessly.
Hermione stood up and hugged him. “Come on, Ron. Can’t be late for the prefect meeting.” she giggled and walked with Cedric to the Prefect compartment, Ron following.
“Students! Quiet, please.” Minerva McGonagall said watching over the 8 Prefects with the exception of Ginny, who seemed reluctant to leave Draco.
“Miss Weasley. It is not appropriate for you to be here.” McGonagall said.
“Please, professor. She’ll keep quiet.” Draco pleaded, keeping a tight hold on Ginny.
“Mr Malfoy. I do not approve of this, and she is no exception.” McGonagall told him sternly. But seeing as Ginny wouldn’t budge, she sighed.
“Very well. One sound out of you, Miss Weasley and you’re straight back into your own compartment, 10 points deducted and you will be kept away from Mr Malfoy. Is that understood?”
Ginny nodded understandingly.
“Right. Partnets for Prefect duties are as follows: Granger & Diggory, Chang & Weasley, Bailey & Davies and finally Malfoy &-”
“I’m going to be with Ginny for this, I’m not being paired with pug Parkinson!” Draco cut across McGonagall.
“And I’m not being with snotty Roger Davies!” Elenor Bailey, a Hufflepuff blonde girl shouted.
“Silence! Very well Mr Malfoy. You will be with Miss Weasley, but like it or not, Miss Parkinson is still your Prefect partnet. Elenor, you WILL be paired with Roger Davies, he’s the only half decent Ravenclaw boy with high grades.” McGonagall said. “Meeting dismissed.”
Cedric & Hermione raced each other back to the trio’s compartment. Hermione collapsed onto the chair, giggling. Cedric sat next to her.
“Have a nice time?” Harry asked, amused as Ron walked in.
“Yeah.” Hermione giggled, breathless.
“True love eh?” Harry said jokingly.
“Harry, shush.” Ron said. “I have to tell you something. Away from ‘Queen Elizabeth’ here.” Ron laughed.
“Oi! It’s ‘Lady Jane’ Not ‘Queen Elizabeth’!” Hermione said. “And whatever you say to him can be said now, in front of me.”
Ron sighed in defeat. No point in arguing with that. It was the truth. “Fine.” her said. “I kind of like Lavendar Brown. Dunno what’s possessed me, but, Merlin I think I actually love her.” he admitted, blushing.
Cedric and Harry started laughing. Hermione shot them a death glare and said, “Cedric Liam Diggory! Harry James Potter! It is not funny!”
“It is.” Harry said.
“No it is not! It’s sweet!” she said. Cedric wrapped his arms around her and he felt her relax in his embrace.
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