The Most Powerful Witch(Reader X Draco X Harry)

Chapter 13: Practice

I woke up way before anyone else. It was still dark outside and when I looked at the clock it was five in the morning. But it was quiet. I didn't hear a thing. Thank god.

I immediately got up and got ready in the bathroom. I wanted to feel a little fun and cute so I braided my hair into two Dutch braids. Then I got dressed in some black jeans and a big white knitted sweater. Then I put on some black converse. It was only six now and everyone was still sleeping. I didn't want to hear anything when the girls woke up so I left the dorms. The common room was also empty. But I could hear some movement from the dorms, so I left.

I just explored the halls as the rest of the school was waking up. It was Sunday so we didn't have classes. I somehow found my way climbing the staircase to the Astronomy tower.

It was quiet and there was only a slight breeze. It felt nice. Nobody was going to bother me. I had time to prepare myself for when I would walk into someone. I can't just isolate myself. That would seem too suspicious. No. I have to deal with this. I have to be around people. I have to hear them, or else how am I going to practice controlling my power.

With a sigh I left my little safe haven and walked down to the Great Hall. It was loud with chatter while everyone ate. I'm a Slytherin now so I have to sit with them. Ugh this power had to develop the moment I was going to be surrounded by people who hate me. Amazing. My luck just keeps on getting better and better.

I'm going to hear so much more when I enter that room. Here it goes.

I walk into the Hall and once again I'm hit with a wave of noise. So many people once again look at me. But there's something that I'm hearing that catches my attention. I can hear it in deep voices. Male. They ring out as a chorus as they all think the same thing at the same time.

"Wow, she's beautiful."

Ok I was not expecting that. Is that what they've all thought every time they looked at me? I'm honestly a bit surprised. I never thought I was ugly, but I never thought I was pretty enough to catch the attention of so many guys. Is this what my friends meant by "the effect" I have on people? It all made sense now. The trance like look I always got from guys, the sneers I got from girls in the halls, the 'hiding' me in the halls. So they weren't thinking about my power, they were too focused on how I looked.

I can't help but wonder how my friends think of me. Do the girls hate me? Do the guys only care about how I look? I know that I don't like knowing other people's private thoughts, but I'm curious. Why not find out?

I walked over to the Slytherin table, ready and prepared for the slander and comments I was going to get.

I sat right next to Draco and his friends. I focused on amplifying their thoughts a little more than the rest of the hall's.

The moment I sat down I heard Pansy's voice.

"Oh look, pretty miss mudblood has joined us. Nobody even notices how she's a mudblood anymore. They're all too focused on her power or her looks."

I put my elbow on the table and leaned onto my hand, looking at the group with a smile. Pansy can hate me all she wants, but she's never going to be able to hurt me.

I looked directly at Draco, focusing on his thoughts. I wanted some answers to be honest. Did he really hate me too? Why is he nice to me?

Draco's voice rang loud and clear, "That smile. I love how happy she looks. I hope she can stay that happy while she's in Slytherin house."

I smiled a bit more. He seems to genuinely care for me. The soft look in his eyes brought some kind of feeling in my stomach. I have no idea what it is but I somehow felt safer and calmer next to Draco.