Mikayla's P.O.V.
When Draco walked in, I nearly passed out. Like, in a good way. Once we all sat down, Ruby decided to start talking. "So... I take you boys know why we have brought here." she said, nervously. And I mean real nervous. This is quite a big deal then. So she does get nervous... I'll have to remind her of that. Hehe. Then, right of the blue, Neville blurted out, "RubyIreallylikeyou!" "Alrighty then..." Ruby said. Now I understand that these bloody dweebs need each other. After that weird... little... conversation? No wrong word. I'll think of it. Anywho, they just kept staring, and staring at each other. I knew that she wanted to start snogging him, but didn't. Ruby is not being Ruby. Strange. Draco looked at me I knew that he was going to say something, and for once he did. "Can I please just say something?" he sort of whisper-screamed. "Yes. Just go!" I replied. "Well, in fear of sounding like that bumbling Gryffindor fool," "Hey!" Ruby and Neville said simountaniously. "I love you, Mikayla." Draco finished. I can not possibly express how happy I was in that moment.
Draco's P.O.V.
So, I just told Mikayla that I like her. But guess who had to walk in to the Hog's Head right in that moment.
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The Tales of the 7th Year. {Harry Potter Fan Fic}
FanfictionFan Fiction where the Battle Of Hogwarts never happened. Neville Longbottom has a crush on a Hufflepuff in his Herbology class, and Draco Malfoy likes a Griffindor in his Potions. Will they confess before the end of their 7th year? Maybe! Maybe not...
