I slumped into the couch next to Fleur.
"Rude journée?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Garçons." I sighed.
"Ah," She nodded, "Ce roux m'a demandé aujourd'hui. Eh bien, en fait, il a crié."
"Crié?" I chuckled.
"Oui, Crié! Bruyamment." She laughed. "Puis il s'est enfui."
I tsked, shaking my head. "Dean Thomas m'a demandé, puis Harry Potter m'a demandé deux heures plus tard."
"Oooh, Harry Potter?" Fleur wiggled her eyebrows.
"Oh, hush." I nudged her, "Avec qui vas tu?"
"Roger Davies."
"Davies." I furrowed my brows, "Depuis quand?"
"Il est ... tout à fait charmant." She shrugged.
"Uh-huh." I nodded slowly. "Quoi qu'il en soit, quand voulez-vous aller faire du shopping?"
"Demain après les cours?"
"Oui! Ça vous dérange si j'invite Hera?"
"Pas du tout." She smiled.
"Super, je vous verrai alors." I picked up my stuff, going back to my dorm. I tossed my things on my bed and went to freshen up before dinner.
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I walked into the Great Hall, heading straight for Elijah and Hera.
As I walked to my usual spot, I saw the regular group of girls staring at me while Cho glared. I peeled my eyes off of them and kept walking.
A group of beaxbaton girls whispered and watched as I went past.
I sat down next to Elijah and Hera immediately turned away.
"What did I do now?" I asked, taking my eyes off of Hera.
"Rumour has it, Harry asked you to the ball." He stuffed mashed potatoes in his mouth.
"Word really travels 'round here." I muttered. I shook my head, looking back at Elijah. "Anyways, what does that matter?"
"Cedric Diggory, Harry Potter," He listed.
"Are you calling me a slut?" I laughed.
He paused, "Maybe."
I punched his shoulder.
"Anyway, Draco Malfoy."
"Draco Malfoy?" I scoffed, "Malfoy has never spoken a kind word to me in the 4 years that I've known him."
"I'm just saying," He shrugged, "Lot's of boys are enthralled by you."
"Doubtful," I rolled my eyes, "Cedric is literally just my tutor, Harry probably only asked me cause he's desperate, and Malfoy thinks I'm a blood traitor."
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Good vs. Evil
FanfictionY/n Fawley was just another student in the background. Good grades but not good enough to be sought out. A good quidditch player but not good enough to be fawned over. And of course, the Fawley's were the least known of the 28. They didn't have a re...
