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I marched to the library with Blaise, determined to study for my O.W.L.S. successfully for the first time since the kiss with Draco.
I had busied myself with attempted studying and DA meetings all week. Moreso the DA meetings and dodging the Inquisitorial Squad, which Draco was, unfortunately, a part of. That did give me more incentive to keep away from them though.
I hadn't told Blaise about the kiss yet, but I planned to soon. I just didn't know how he would react to it, but I was sure it wouldn't necessarily be bad.
We sat down together and I pulled out my materials. I had to get focused, but it had been a week of trying to study and failing due to thinking about that damn kiss.
I had avoided Draco, which was easy because he was avoiding me too.
I bounced my leg as I tried to read through my Potions notes and Care of Magical Creatures work. I tapped my fingers on the table and bit my thumbnail, returning to the nervous habit I had.
Suddenly, Blaise grabbed my wrists and slammed them flat onto the table. "Are you going mental? It's either you tell me what's got you so screwed up or I go find out myself," He said, and I took a deep breath, looking around erratically.
"Well... Draco and I... he kissed me," I said clapping my hands over my face directly after saying it. Admitting it out loud to someone made it seem so much more real. "I hate myself," I muttered, squeezing my eyes shut to shield myself from his reaction.
"That's it?" He asked, and I glared at him.
"Yes!"
"I knew you fancied him," He said smugly, and I groaned, burying my head in my arms as I folded them on the table.
"I don't know what happened. I kissed back too, I just- ugh," I complained.
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Of course I enjoyed it, he's a great kisser- but that's not the point," I said, and Blaise nodded. "So when was this kiss? You've been antsy all week," He said, and I looked back up.
"Last week. The night of the party," I said.
"I thought you went to sleep? Unless he joined you?" He said with a smirk, and I glared at him again.
"No, no. I read in the common room every night at midnight, and he comes down too. It's been going on for a while, we just sit and do our own thing. Anyway, he kissed me when I tried giving his sweater back again. I was mad because of what Montague said under the Veritaserum, but Draco explained it was only to try to get the bet called off," I said.
"I believe it. That quidditch team is the biggest group of thick-minded gits I've ever met," Blaise said, and I nodded, dipping my quill in some ink to start organizing my notes.
"He basically attacked me," I said, not at all serious.
"Would you relax?" Blaise sighed.
"I'm just saying," I tutted.
"How do you feel now? Have you two talked at all since then?"
"No, not really. We've only seen in other in the hallways and stuff. I've avoided the common room all week," I said, and Blaise shook his head.
"Why? You both like each other, don't you?"
" I don't know, plus, it's not that simple, I-"
"You what?"
How did I explain the feud between the Inquisitorial Squad and Dumbledores Army without explaining it? I couldn't explain it, and I wouldn't explain it. Technically the Inquisitorial Squad didn't even know about DA, but they were on the lookout for something with Umbridge by their side.
"Nothing," I sighed, and he nodded.
"Exactly. It's not so complicated once you really sit and think about it, right? I don't see why you two shouldn't just-"
"We hated each other for the longest time. This is all so new to me, we aren't just progressing naturally from friendship, this caught me off guard," I said, speaking truthfully.
"All I know is that Malfoy hated the idea of you and Montague together, okay? Do what you will with that information," Blaise said, opening his notebook up to a fresh page.
"What about you, Blaise? What's happening within your elusive love life?"
"Sod off," He snapped, and I widened my eyes.
"There's someone, isn't there?" I asked, and he rolled his eyes, annoyed. "No, there isn't, but I..."
"But what?"
"I want to ask Daphne to Hogsmeade," Blaise whispered, and I smiled widely. "Daphne Greengrass?" I tried clarifying, but Blaise smacked my arm.
"Shut it!"
"Aww, she's pretty! You like her?"
"Yeah, I think so," He said, and I nodded.
"Well, then there's no debate. She broke up with her boyfriend a bit ago. You're asking her to be your date to Hogsmeade," I said, and Blaise chuckled. "If only it was that easy. I heard she might be asked by Pucey," He said, and I scoffed.
"Pucey is a troll. You're way cooler than him," I said.
"What if Daphne doesn't care about how cool I am, hmm? What if she's not totally shallow and actually cares about the contents of a person," Blaise offered sarcastically, and I shook my head.
"Doesn't matter. If she cares more about the contents of a person, there's no need to worry. Pucey's brain contains absolutely nothing anyway, so that's not a problem."
"What about if Daphne thinks he's more attractive. What then?"
"Are we talking about the same Adrian Pucey? Have you seen him?"
"You're mean," Blaise laughed, a smirk on his lips, and I flipped my hair over my shoulder semi-dramatically.
"I'm a Slytherin," I said.
"You really are. There's no doubt about that anymore, you've proved yourself," Blaise chuckled.
Speaking of Slytherins, today was a good a time as ever to talk to Harry. I needed to find him after classes. I had been saying it for weeks, but today was the day.
Blaise and I studied for a while longer, my brain actually retaining some of the information. I needed to kick my studying in high gear with the upcoming tests, but for now, I had done enough.
I got up and left the library, Blaise by my side, and as we exited the ornately decorated room, Draco was walking in, Crabbe and Goyle at either side of him.
"Hey, Malfoy," Blaise greeted, and Draco said something back. I was so focused on my nerves, though, that I missed it.
We made eye contact and my stomach lurched. His smile dropped as we passed each other. I shook off the odd feeling I had and went back to talking to Blaise.
"Why didn't you say hello?" He asked, and I looked at him. "Was I supposed to?"
"Well, he said hello to you, so I thought you'd respond, I suppose," He shrugged, and I mentally facepalmed myself. I had basically ignored him. Good going, Maggie.
Now, to find the boy who lived.
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lol... awkwarddddddd... this is so awkward and i literally wrote it. anyway, aww a little crush for blaise while draco and maggie are still... complicated.