– Draco's POV –
"...Wow." Y/N gasped, her eyes now wide opened. In front of us was the hypnotizing night sky embroidered with countless glistening stars that brightened the lake below as though there were hidden crystals underwater. "It's beautiful," said Y/N.
"I know," I spoke, also immersed in the beauty of the enchanting night sky. "This is the only thing I like about Hogwarts." Y/N giggled at my words.
"Well, let me get you back to your filthy common room now," then I re-directed my broomstick back towards the Hogwarts castle.
"What do you mean 'filthy', you arrogant pure-blood." Y/N laughed.
"That's not an insult to me," I chuckled and flew to the Gryffindor tower. Stopping by the window of the common room, I looked back and offered her my hand again. "The window is opened."
Y/N carefully held my hand and set her foot on the windowsill. After sliding into the common room safely, Y/N turned around. "Thank you."
I nodded as a response and turned to fly away.
"Wait!" But she stopped me. "Just wait..." and she poked her head outside and... kissed my cheek lightly again. "Good night."
"...Night," my heart skipped a beat.
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"I heard a couple of students snuck out last night and almost got caught by Filch," Blaise spoke to me as we entered Potions class.
"Oh," I responded.
"Was it you? You sneak out quite often." Blaise asked me casually, putting down his bag on the wooden table.
"No," I chuckled awkwardly, sitting down and looking around the class. "I go out alone."
"Okay. Who are those lovebirds then?" said Blaise.
"I don't think that's what you should be worrying about," I tried to change the subject. "Did you even do the homework?"
"Homework? What homework?" Blaise panicked.
"Over the summer, we had to do the readings for Advanced Potions Making and write an essay about any potion we've studied," I pulled out my rolled parchment.
"Why was there even homework for the summer?" Blaise sighed.
"It's Snape's class, I don't know." Then I saw Y/N enter the classroom and I hate to admit it but my lips showed a faint smile. But that was only until I saw her laughing with somebody else, Edmund. Y/N saw me and smiled at me, but I just ignored her. Shit. No, Draco. No.
"How is Y/N coming in with him? They're different houses." Blaise spoke, annoyed.
"I don't know, and I don't care." I crossed my arms and leaned back against the chair. Y/N and Edmund walked past me and put down their bags at the empty desk in front of mine, laughing and smiling.
"What is there to laugh about like that in the morning?" Blaise whispered in jealousy.
"You should start thinking about an excuse to tell Snape," I put my head down on the desk. I didn't feel so great seeing them too.
"Anyways, it would have been really nice if we were in the same house," I could hear Edmund's voice talking to Y/N.
"Yeah," and she agreed. I scoffed with my head still down, avoiding the sight of them.
"Green is not really my colour though, you know," said Y/N. "And it's definitely not yours, too." She chuckled. Huh. She chuckled.
"What do you mean? I've already got a line of girls following me around giving me all those compliments like 'you look good in that uniform,' 'how was the Durmstrang uniform, I bet you would–'" Then Edmund suddenly stopped. "Anyways... you know what? Slytherin people are nicer than I thought they would be."
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Fanfiction- Draco's POV - "Is it true she was expelled from the Durmstrang?" there were murmurs in the hall. "Wow," Blaise whispered, "she looks ravishing." The seemingly 'new students,' a boy and a girl, were marching in with the group at the end. But the gi...
