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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Hermione_Granger, Harry_Potter/Draco_Malfoy, Hermione
      Granger/Ron_Weasley
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Hermione_Granger, Ron_Weasley, Draco_Malfoy, Luna_Lovegood
  Additional Tags:
      Unrequited_Draco/Harry_(For_Now), Unrequited_Hermione/Ron_(May_Change_in
      Future), Minor_Character_Deaths, Drama, Romance, Smut, Kinda_Crackish
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      Published: 2016-03-28 Updated: 2017-08-02 Chapters: 6/? Words: 5419
****** Twisted Magic ******
by Scarygamer345, vixx4evamyhusbands
Summary
     Harry and Hermione are dating. They keep it a secret as many people
     would be jealous, such as Ron and Draco. But when Draco finds out, it
     creates a whole heap of drama in the school of Hogwarts. And when
     Harry finds himself falling for Draco, things start taking... a weird
     tone. Well, even weirder than usual anyway.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Harry felt really nervous. Today was the day that he was going to ask Hermione
Granger out. There were so many reasons why he shouldn’t do this, one of which
is the fact that she’s one of his best friends, and it could completely ruin
their friendship. Another was that he might lose another of his friends, Ron,
who he knew had a huge crush on her himself. He didn’t really care right at
that moment though. He just needed to ask her out before he completely freaks
out.
Hermione, on the other hand, was completely fine, with no idea of the emotional
turmoil going on inside her friend’s head. She was currently in the library,
studying for an upcoming exam, when she notices Harry come along and sit next
to her.
“Oh, hello Harry” She says to him. He gives her a small smile, but sits there
in silence. Hermione finds this odd, noticing him looking really nervous.
Thinking it’s about their upcoming exam, she states, “It’s ok, Harry, I’m sure
you’ll do fine.”
“Huh?” asks Harry, who has no idea what she’s on about.
“About the upcoming exam silly, you look really nervous but you don’t have
anything to worry about, I’m sure you’ll pass with flying colours.”
“I appreciate you saying that ‘Mione, but that’s not really what I was worried
about. No, I wanted to ask you something.”
“Oh? What is it you wanted to ask?” Hermione was genuinely curious as to why
Harry would be so nervous about asking her something.
“Would you… would you like to go out with me?” He manages to get out, all in
one breath.
“What?” Asks Hermione, who hadn’t managed to catch all of that.
“Would you like to go out with me?” He says slower this time.
Hermione is shocked by this, naturally. She hadn’t even realised that he liked
her. She didn’t know what to say to this. She had never thought of him in that
way, but she didn’t want to hurt his feelings, so… “Sure, I’ll go out with
you.”
Harry lets out a breath he didn’t realise he’d been holding. He was so sure
that she was going to say no for a minute. He suddenly remembered something.
How was Ron going to react to this? He was certain he would not approve. He
didn’t want to lose Ron as a friend, so he was going to have to keep his
relationship a secret.
“That’s great, but one thing, we have to keep this a secret.”
“What? Why?” She asked. Was he ashamed of dating her, wanting no one to know.
Oh, that had better not be the case. If it was, she’d dump him in a heartbeat
and disown him as a friend. Well, maybe not, but she’d be very mad at him and
not talk to him for a while.
“Well, Ron can’t know otherwise he’d stop being friends with me, and probably
you as well.”
This confused her. Why would Ron not approve? “Why?”
“Because he likes you. Didn’t you know that? Everyone knows he has a big crush
on you.”
This was news to her. She had no idea that both her friends liked her. It
flattered her, in a way. Even though she’d never given either of them a second
thought, it felt nice to be wanted. She felt a bit silly though for not
noticing that either of them liked her. She was supposed to be smart, and here
she was clueless about her friend’s feelings.
“Ok.” She said.
“Great. So, can we kiss?” He asked.
“I thought you said we were supposed to keep this a secret?”
“We are, but that doesn’t mean we can’t kiss.”
Hermione shakes her head. “We are in the middle of a library, anybody could see
us you idiot”
“Oh… right.” He says, feeling embarrassed. “How about we go somewhere more
private?”
“Like where?”
“Maybe a broom cupboard?”
“Oh please, that’s so clichéd. Can’t you come up with anywhere more original
than that?” She shakes her head again, exasperated by his stupidness.
“Well… no. Unless you can think of a better place?”
Hermione looks down at this. She doesn’t. Embarrassed by this, she walks out
the library at a brisk pace, Harry tailing her asking what’s wrong.
She spots a broom cupboard up ahead, and when she reaches it she grabs Harry
and pushes him into it, getting in after and closing the door. She then grabs a
shocked Harry, and drags him in for a kiss. The kiss was very wet and sloppy,
and overall not a very enjoyable experience for her. Harry, on the other hand,
loved every minute of it despite the clumsiness.
Of course, the moment was ruined when the door opened to reveal Draco Malfoy,
Harry’s arch enemy. Draco had been wandering down the hallway, when he hears a
strange sound come from behind. He goes to investigate, and comes to a broom
cupboard. He figures it’s just some random couple having a few seconds to
themselves, but decides to check anyway. He is not happy with what he finds.
You see, Draco has had a bit of a crush on Harry since first year, and has been
covering that up with insults. He always denies it to himself, but he cannot
deny how it hurts when he sees him in her arms, looking a bit frazzled and
annoyed with him for interrupting their session. Draco, not wanting to seem
hurt, lashes out.
“Hope I wasn’t interrupting anything important, Potter” He spits out in his
most venomous voice.
“Leave him alone, Malfoy. Don’t you have some dungeon to crawl back to?”
Granger shoots back at him. He glares at her, wishing she would spontaneously
combust.
“You can’t tell me what to do, you filthy mudblood.” That had the desired
effect. She reeled back, trying to hold back her upset expression but failing.
“Don’t you have better things to do?” Harry asks. “Why don’t you fuck off and
leave us alone.” His tone was threatening, promising to give him a world of
hurt if he didn’t do what he said. That hurt, more than Draco was willing to
say but he damn sure wasn’t going to show it.
“Fine, I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it, but don’t think I’ll be leaving you
two alone. I’m not afraid of you.” He stalks off, his feelings held behind a
mask of anger and superiority.
Meanwhile, Harry consoles his new girlfriend. She was hurt more than she let on
by his words, but she refused to break. She walked out of the broom cupboard
and straight to her room to calm down. Harry was very upset about this, not
even ten minutes after they started dating and Draco already ruined it! Oh, he
was so going to pay.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Draco was mad. Really mad. He was going to hunt that Potter down, and end his
very existence. Harry had gotten his payback, and it had completely humiliated
Draco in front of the entire school. He had been doused in water by a
mysterious source at lunch time in the great hall, and he knew straight away
who it was.
Meanwhile Harry, Ron and Hermione were snickering silently at their table,
well, Ron and Harry were, at least. Hermione was looking slightly cross but
trying to hide the smile that kept wanting to come up. She could see Draco
storming up to them, and preparing to shoot a spell at Harry. She stood up to
defend him, but got shot by the spell instead. She got singed by the fire that
came out of his wand, and screamed. She was taken to the hospital wing and
Draco was taken to the head of his house for punishment.
This was not how it was meant to turn out, Draco thought bitterly later that
day, cleaning the great hall for his punishment. He was meant to hit Harry!
Though, it gave him more satisfaction to get her instead, as she was the one
dating him, and though he’d never admit it, he was jealous of her. That thought
didn’t make the punishment any easier though.
When Hermione finally left, she was crushed by two teenage boys throwing
themselves at her.
“Hermione, are you all right?” Ron asked.
“Yeah, do you need us to teach him another lesson?” Harry added.
She shook her head. “I’m fine, and I don’t need you to teach him a lesson, I
can do that myself.” She huffed. She was perfectly capable of doing things
herself, thank you very much, and she didn’t need two boys that were infatuated
with her to do it for her.
It didn’t matter what she said though, they were still going to do it. They
already hated him enough, but harming their beloved Hermione was just one step
too far.
But first, Harry was going to comfort Hermione, no matter how many times she
said she was fine, and he had the perfect idea for it.
 
Hermione was patrolling the hallways of Hogwarts late at night (as she was a
prefect) when surprise surprise she came across Draco, who was also a prefect.
“Well well well if it isn’t the little mudblood dating Harry Potter” He
sneered.
Hermione got furious. The nerve of this guy, to burn her and insult her, all in
the same day. She wanted revenge, so she took her wand out and pointed it at
him.
“Well well well,” She mimicked, “If it isn’t the spoiled little brat who won’t
admit that he has a huge crush on Harry Potter.”
She smirked inwardly as she saw his eyes widen. But it lasted only a second as
he started glaring at her. “How dare you accuse me of, of, of that!” He
sputtered, trying to act indignant and trying to hide how scared he was. How
could she possibly know? He’d tried so hard to hide it.
This time Hermione smirked for real this time and said “Well, you just proved
my point. If you didn’t have a crush on him, you wouldn’t have acted so
indignant about it.”
Draco didn’t have anything to say to that, just stood there opening and closing
his mouth. Then, he stormed off, muttering under his breath.
This fed Hermione’s ego, once again proving that she was the smartest witch in
the school. At least, she was in her mind.
Meanwhile, Harry, who had been watching from around the corner, was stunned.
Draco had a crush on him? It boggled his mind. It almost made him not go
through with his plan to comfort Hermione, especially since seeing that she
didn’t need it. But, he really wanted to, and had been looking forward to it
all day. So, with that in mind, he walked around the corner and came face to
face with his girlfriend.
“Harry! What are you doing out of bed at a time like this! It’s 11:55 right
now. You could get into trouble.”
“I was looking for you” He said.
“What? Why? What happened? Did something happen to Ron?” She was freaking out.
Why would he be seeking her out at such a late hour?
“What? No, this has nothing to do with Ron,” He said, confused. “I just wanted
to see you.”
Now Hermione was the one confused. “Why?” She asked, apprehensive. Suddenly,
she was pushed up against the wall, with a very enthusiastic Harry attached to
her lips. She pushed him away, and looked around them. “Harry! What are you
doing! We could get caught!” She whispered to him.
“No we won’t” He assured her. “We can always go somewhere else” He winked at
her.
“I’m not sure…”
“Oh come on ‘Mione, I have the perfect place in mind, where no one will find
us.”
She still wasn’t sure, but decided to follow him anyway. They arrived at the
girl’s bathroom, and she stopped. Harry tried pulling her with him, but she
wouldn’t budge.
“Really, Harry, here?” She asked.
“Well, yeah, no one ever comes in here” He said.
“Yeah, because of Moaning Myrtle.” She said. “Do you really want her to see?”
Harry made a horrified face at the thought, but then it passed. “Well, no, but
I don’t think she’d actually watch, and it’s the only place people don’t go
into.”
“Fine” She gave in, the want to have a proper make out session overriding her
common sense.
They walked in, and chose a random toilet stall and locked the door. As soon as
that was done, Hermione was once again pinned against the wall being kissed
within an inch of her life. She tried kissing back, to make it not as clumsy,
and it worked. It was actually kinda… nice. They continued like this for a
while, until she was startled by a tongue probing at her lips, asking for
entrance. She debated whether or not she should let it in, but she parted her
lips anyway. It started getting very heated, and she swore she could feel
something poking her in the leg. She could feel his hands running down her
back, and starting to hitch her shirt up. She pulled away suddenly, breathless,
and said; “Wait, aren’t we going a bit too fast? We’ve only been dating for two
days.”
He kissed her neck and said “No, we’ve been friends for ages so we don’t have
to wait and get to know each other to see if the other is a good person or not,
because we already know. Please, Hermione?” He begged, looking at her with
puppy eyes.
She couldn’t resist those eyes, so she gave in. “Well, I guess you’re right.
Ok.”
He smiled, and kissed along her jaw. When he got to her ear, he kissed that too
and gave it a little bite. She gasped. That felt good. He kissed and nipped
along her neck as well, and she kept giving little gasps and moans. He pushed
her jacket off onto the floor, and opened her top at the front. Hermione was
feeling a little bit apprehensive, but that went away when he pushed off her
bra and started to play with her nipples. He took one in his mouth suddenly,
making her moan loudly, while he rolled and pinched the other. He could feel
her nipples hardening, and smirked around it. He moved his hand downward, into
her skirt, and rubbed his finger around a little bit. She moaned loudly in
surprise. She rocked her hips into his hand to try to feel that again. He
kissed her again while he slipped her skirt and underwear off to make it easier
to get to. He moved his hand around a little more, but Hermione decided it
wasn’t enough and decided to guide his hand down a little more. His fingers
slipped inside her easily, as she was very wet, and it surprised him. He hadn’t
been expecting it to feel like that. It was… odd, but nice at the same time.
For Hermione, it was also odd, but it also felt incredible. She was moaning
uncontrollably now, not even caring if Moaning Myrtle saw. She needed more. She
moved her hand to the bulge in Harry’s pants, making him moan. She rubbed it a
little bit then moved to unzip it. She was surprised to find he wasn’t wearing
any underwear. She looked at him questioningly, and he just smiled sheepishly.
She looked down at it, and was surprised at how big it was. She hadn’t been
expecting that. She wondered how it was supposed to fit, and got nervous about
continuing.
Harry could sense this, however, and continued moving his finger around inside
of her, even adding another finger. This made her forget her worries very
quick, and she bucked into his hand again. He kissed her neck again and bit it,
sucking on it till a mark appeared. This was getting a bit much for Hermione,
who could feel heat pooling around in the bottom of her stomach. She came,
suddenly, moaning Harry’s name very loudly, so that it echoed around the room.
While this was happening she was vaguely aware of Harry removing his hands, and
replacing them with something much larger. She felt a smidge of pain, but that
was overpowered by the immense pleasure she felt.
Meanwhile, Harry moaned at how good Hermione felt. He had thought it was the
perfect time to start, as Hermione was distracted, and what a good idea that
was. He nearly came on the spot, so he stayed still while regaining his
composure. Once he had done that he started moving. It felt better than
anything he could have imagined.
Hermione was enjoying it too. It felt much better than his fingers had. She
moved her hand down to rub at her clit, and moaned at how good it felt. It was
becoming a bit too much for her, and sent her spiralling into her second
orgasm.
The clenching of Hermione’s walls around him was too much for him to handle,
and came instantly.
They both just stood there, leaning against the wall, panting while coming down
from their high. After that had happened, Harry said “We are definitely doing
that again.”
***** Chapter 3 *****
Ron had stolen Harry’s invisibility cloak to go to his secret spot near
midnight. He always did this most nights, as sometimes he needed a bit of
privacy, and the boys dorms were not the most private of places. He arrived at
the door of the girls toilets, and looked around to see if any prefects were
around. When he was confident that no one was around, he went inside. The
reason this was his private place was because no one went near there because of
Moaning Myrtle. He sat down in a corner, not bothering to take the invisibility
cloak off. Suddenly, he heard someone coming inside. He wondered who would come
in here of all places, and so late, but he didn’t have to wonder for long. He
saw Harry walk in holding Hermione’s hand. His eyes widened at that. Surely
they couldn’t be going out, Harry would never betray him like that.
He was proven wrong shortly afterwards as he heard the noises they were making.
He just couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He was never going to forgive
Harry ever again after this. He watches them walk out of the stall, clothing
and hair dishevelled, and nearly cries. When they walk out, he can’t take it
anymore and runs out of there, no destination in mind, just somewhere away from
there.
 
Luna was walking down the hallways, heading back to her house. She had lost
track of time and was now trying to sneak back, when all of a sudden she got
barrelled over by nothing. She looks to her left and sees some legs just lying
there. Curious, she goes over to them, and finds an invisible material at the
edge. She lifts it up, and it reveals more of the person who knocked her over.
She lifts it up completely and is shocked to find Ron under it. He had been
knocked out by the force of their collision.
Luna decided to use a spell to revive him, as it would be cruel to let him lay
there on the cold, hard ground. He woke with a start, confused as to how he got
there.
“Are you ok?” She asked.
He looked disorientated for a second, but when that cleared up he looked upset,
and shook his head. She felt concerned for him, and felt compelled to help him
in any way she could.
“What’s wrong?” She asked, as in order to help him she needed to know what was
wrong in the first place.
“I… don’t want to talk about it” He said, his head down.
“Well, if you ever need someone to talk to about this, you can always come find
me” She offered.
“Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.” He said, not really sounding enthusiastic or
grateful. She let him get up and go back to his house, then did the same. She
really hoped he did find her.
 
Meanwhile, at around the same time as that happened, Draco’s two idiotic
friends, Crabbe and Goyle, had decided it would be a great idea to explore the
forbidden forest. It was actually a bet, who would be brave enough to go into
the forbidden forest at night, and the loser would have to give all his
desserts to the winner for a week.
They had both made it quite far into the woods, surprisingly, when Goyle just
couldn’t go any further.
“I think we should start heading back now, we’ve gone far enough” He said.
Crabbe scoffed. “What, getting scared now are we?”
Goyle’s eyes widened. “What? No!”
“Prove it then. Go into that darker part of the woods and stay there for five
minutes.”
Goyle felt really nervous. That dark part looked really menacing (not that he
was smart enough to know words with more than two syllables, so he described it
as ‘scary’) and he was apprehensive about going there. Unfortunately, he had
to, otherwise he would have to go without anything sweet for a week, and that
was off the table. So, he wandered off into the dark part with his head held
high. It can’t be that bad he reasoned.
Crabbe had been waiting for about fifteen minutes, bored. Had Goyle no sense of
time? He was starting to get a bit worried. He was conflicted about heading
back to the castle, or looking for his friend. In the end, he decided to look
for Goyle, for no other reason than he would have a lot to explain about how
Goyle had disappeared.
He headed off into the darkness, and tripped over some spiky vines a few steps
in. He tried to get up, but was frozen in place when he saw hundreds of tiny
spiders crawling across the forest floor. When he had gotten over his shock he
scrambled to his feet quickly, ready to bolt when spiders as big as a horse
come up behind him and trapped him in their web. He tries to scream but no one
could hear him, and his screams are eventually muffled by the silk wrapped
tightly around his large body. They carry him to their home, which houses the
most enormous spider he’s ever seen, as big as a house, surrounded by millions
of spiders. To the side, he can see the desiccated corpse of his former friend.
He tries screaming again but to no avail, nothing could save him from this
nightmare. He thrashes about, winding the silk around him tighter and tighter
until he cannot breathe, and passes out from the effort. His last thoughts
revolved around the fact that at least he won’t be able to feel his death, as
he’d be unconscious (except not in so many words).
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter_4:
Draco was worried. Neither of his friends had showed up last night at all, and
while this wouldn’t normally bother him, they were complete idiots and it
probably wasn’t a good thing if they were gone this long. It was a good thing
he had another friend. It was breakfast, and he’d decided that he didn’t want
to be lonely, so he was now sitting at the Ravenclaw table next to one Luna
Lovegood. To be honest they were more of class friends, but she was certainly
interesting to talk to. She was also a great listener. She always listened to
his worries and complaints without judging him or telling anyone else, and she
even comforted him! Draco was really starting to wonder how they were just
class friends and not… more.
They had been chatting about Crabbe and Goyle, when Draco noticed something out
the corner of his eye. Harry Potter. He really hated his infatuation with the
Boy Who Lived, it was verydistracting. He was sitting next to those two friends
of his… wait, no, he had forgotten, friend and girlfriend. How he hated that
word. He glared at her over the tables, noticing that she looked sad and
confused. Good,he thought. Now you know how I feel. He looked over to the other
two and noticed the reason for this. Ron was ignoring both of them and had now
gotten up and was walking away… towards him? Draco blinked in confusion, and
was even more baffled when he walked straight up to them and asked if he could
sit with them.
 
Ron couldn’t believe that Harry and Hermione had the gallto sit next to him at
breakfast. He had gotten up and left early to avoid those two, but
unfortunately that hadn’t worked. He was upset. He had barely gotten any sleep
last night, and having gotten up early, he was really tired, which furthered
his bad mood. He didn’t want to be anywhere near the two, so he looked for a
place to escape. He saw Luna sitting over at the Ravenclaw table, and decided
it couldn’t hurt to take her up on her offer. Sure, Draco was there, but at
this point he’d rather sit with him rather than be near those traitors.
As he approached, he could see the confusion on Draco’s face, and the delight
on Luna’s. He sat next to her without a word, and ate in silence. The silence
lasted for a few seconds before it was broken by Draco, who said “What are you
doing here?”
Ron looked at him with bloodshot eyes, before replying with “None of your
business.”
Draco’s face contorted with rage. “Excuse me? I have every right to know, I am
sitting here after all!”
“Stop!” Luna shouted. Ron, about to retort, closed his mouth. “I told him last
night if he needed someone to talk to, he could find me. He probably doesn’t
want to open up with you around.”
Draco felt insulted. “Fine! I’ll leave.” He got up and left quickly, once again
hiding his hurt under a mask of rage.
Ron looked on with satisfaction now that Draco had left, while Luna felt bad.
She hadn’t meant to make him leave… ok, maybe she had, but she hadn’t meant to
say it so meanly. She turned back to Ron, already over her bad feelings. He
started to talk about everything, feeling like he could trust Luna, which he
definitely could. Before they knew it, it was time to go to class, and Ron felt
much better than he had before.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter_5:
Draco went to his class, but was not happy. That seemed to be a constant thing
these days. He had transfiguration, with Ravenclaw, which meant Luna was in his
class. He didn’t want to speak with her right now, but she had decided to sit
right next to him. He couldn’t really ignore her, especially when she started
talking to him, and giving him a certain face, that seemed to be able to melt
even the hardest of hearts.
“Are you ok?” She asked.
“No, not really.” He replied. He really didn’t want to talk to her, but it was
hard not to.
“Why?”
“Why do you think?” He snapped.
“I just wanted to help him, you shouldn’t take it so personally.”
Draco couldn’t help it though. He always liked having attention on him, being
an only child, and didn’t like it when he was ignored.
They didn’t speak any more after that, sitting in silence. It was very awkward
for Draco, but Luna didn’t mind the silence, humming a little bit every once in
a while.
 
At lunch, Draco went to sit with Luna again, despite all that had happened. Ron
also came to sit with them, which made the already awkward atmosphere almost
unbearable. Luna, who couldn’t take it any longer, decided to try and make some
small talk. Needless to say, it fell flat. Draco and Ron wouldn’t even look at
each other. She sighed. What can I do to at least make them tolerate each
other? She had no clue.
Suddenly, she had an idea. It was perfect. She smiled to herself, priding
herself on her cleverness. I can’t believe I didn’t think of this before! So,
she got up, grabbed both Ron’s and Draco’s hands, and set off.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Draco and Ron were wearing matching masks of confusion. Luna was dragging them
both through the corridors, with no destination in mind. They reached a broom
cupboard, where she shoved the both of them in. She then went in herself and
shut the door behind her, blocking the exit.
“What the hell?!” Ron finally asked.
“Why did you lock us all in a broom closet?” Draco added.
‘Well,” Luna started, “If you’re both going to be hanging out with me, I would
like for you two to at least be friendly, instead of ignoring each other and
making everything uncomfortable.”
Draco and Ron looked at each other, bewildered expressions on their faces.
“What?” They both asked at the same time.
“Well, Draco is hanging out with me while his friends are missing, and Ron’s
hanging out with me while he and his friends are not talking. Who knows how
long either of those will resolve themselves? I do not want to spend every
break time sat in awkward silence. So, start talking.”
“…” Draco and Ron didn’t know what to say. They looked at each other again, the
atmosphere in the broom cupboard becoming tense. Luna stood at the door still,
ready to stop them if they made a break for it.
“Well… looks like we’re not going to get out of here until we talk, so
apologise.” Draco stated.
“What? Apologise? For what?”
“I think you already know.”
“What? No I don’t!”
Luna sighed. “Guys, please, don’t start this.”
“Sorry.” The boys said simultaneously.
The closet fell silent once again. Ron and Draco looked anywhere but at each
other.
Under his breath, Ron mumbled “I still don’t know why Ihave to be the one to
apologise.”
Overhearing, Luna says “You both have to, I don’t care what order you do it
in.”
Ron sighed. “Fine. I’m sorry. Is that better?”
“Hmmm, you don’t sound sincere enough.” Draco replied.
Ron grit his teeth. “I really don’t think we can get along.”
“I agree. I don’t think we can everget along”
They both nodded, Luna deflating in disappointment. Oh well, she still had one
trick still left up her sleeve.
“You two do have something in common though.”
‘What?!” They both exclaimed. “What could it possibly be?”
“Well, it’s no secret that Ron has a massive crush on Hermione, or that Draco
has a crush on Harry.” Luna smiled at the look on both of their faces.
Why does everyone seem to know about my crush?Draco thought. I swore I was
being discreet!
“What?!” Ron exclaimed. “Draco has a crush on Harry???”
“I do not!” Draco tried to deny, failing miserably. It was already too late.
“That’s just weird.”
“You shut your mouth!” Draco was mortified. Ron was one of the last people he
wanted to know about his secret.
 The broom closet fell quiet once more. Luna looked at both of them, then
suggests “You two could help each other.”
They give her questioning looks, wondering where she’s going with that. “Help
each other with what?” Draco asked.
“Well, both the people you like are dating each other, so…”
“Sooo??” Ron asked.
“You figure it out.”
Ron and Draco looked at each other, getting the gist of what Luna was saying.
Draco kinda liked the idea, if he was being perfectly honest. Ron, on the other
hand, was conflicted. While he currently was mad at Harry for betraying him,
they had been friends for a really long time, and he didn’t want to make things
worse.
“I’m on board with that idea.” Draco said. Ron looked at him again. Draco
didn’t seem to have any worries. Ron needed longer to think, and said so.
“That’s ok, you can tell us when you’ve made up your mind. Now, we better get
going, we have to get to class.”
“Oh shit!” Ron exclaimed. He was going to be late for class. He bolted out of
there, Luna and Draco following slowly behind. Draco was a bit peeved that they
were going to be late, but he walked calmly to class. Luna just didn’t mind at
all, being the carefree person that she is.
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