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Year 3
The Prisoner of Azkaban

"Once you two are done drooling over each other, I'd like to speak to Draco."

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Y/n sat with her chin in her hand, mixing together a cup of hot tea. But Y/n was watching Draco and Pansy who were sat oposite her and Blaise. Draco seemed to be loving the attention his cast was getting him, even if it was just from Parkinson.

"Does it hurt terribly Draco?" Pansy asked, her hand hovering slightly over the injured arm.

Y/n had raised the cup up to her lips as she began to blow the hot tea but she couldn't resist her eyes meeting Blaises and pulling a strange look to each other. She surppressed her giggles as her friend practically fawns over her best friend.

"It comes and goes, still i count my self lucky. Madam Pomfrey said another minute or two and i could have lost my arm." Draco lied. Y/n raised her eyebrows at the boy who sent her a subtle wink back.

Y/n took a sip of her tea and got a burning sensation on her tounge, she spat out the hot liquid with a loud scream, casing tea to go all over the table.

"I burnt my tounge," Y/n complained and explained at the same time.

"Oh, did it hurt terribly Y/n?" Blaise mocked Pansy's high pitched voice, batting his eyelashes at the pair.

"I count my self lucky Blaise, another minute or two and I could have lost all my taste buds." Y/n continued with the mockery.

Y/n couldn't help but burst into spine crushing laughter, with an annoyed looking Draco and Pansy glaring at Y/n and Zabini. Y/n had to wipe away the tears from under her eyes once she had finished. She was using that joke to make it fair with Draco and cancel out his dementor joke.

"He's been sighted, he's been sighted." Seamus Finnigan, a Gyffindor yelled, placing a paper down on the Gryffindor table.

Y/n jumped up and made her way over to where they were all crowded around, leaving Pansy and Draco to do their thing.

"Who?" Ron asked, letting Y/n push into the circle next to him.

"Sirius Black," He said, letting everyone's eyes read the paper.

He wasn't far from here at all. Extermely close to be honest, Dufftown she thought Hermione said.

"You don't think he'll come to Hogwarts do you?" Neville asked.

"There's dementors all over the place here, but it's possible. If he can get passed them once, he can do it again." Y/n says, still scanning the newspaper.

Harry looked worried, extermely worried. As one child had already said, Black could be anywhere, it's like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands.

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Y/n returned to the table and Pansy was still all over Draco. She watched as the fuss of his arm had somehow been diverted to his hair, as Pansy twizzled the white strands. Draco was absolutely loving it, he couldn't help but grin.  Even though the children were quite young, 13-14, Pansy had already began to chase after boys.

Y/n let out a sharp cough to get them to notice her presence, Draco looked at her questioningly while Pansy looked rather annoyed at her friend.

"Once you two are done drooling over each other, I'd like to speak to Draco."  Y/n said, a playful smirk on her face.

"Talk to him then," Pansy said, almost refusing to let Draco be taken away.

"Outside." Y/n nodded her head towards the main doors, and standing up.

Draco followed her out curiously. The pair didn't say anything until they were completely outside of the castle in the courtyard.

"So...You and Pug- I mean Pansy." Y/n made a slight joke, hoping Draco wouldn't already be too protective over his new found love interest

"Me and Pansy are nothing. Just like a bit of nice attention once and a while." Draco said, Y/n could tell by the tone in his voice, he was aiming it at her.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I give you nice attention all of the time." Y/n sais, hitting his shoulder lightly.

"No Y/n, sarcasm and irony is not nice attention." Draco playfully accused, "Even if it the friendliest way you communicate."

"Yes Draco because every sentence that comes out of my mouth is sarcasm," Y/n pulls a face, but stops when she realises what she has done, "...That doesn't prove anything."

They carried on walking around the grounds in silence after Draco had, had a laughing fit. Y/n didn't want to look at him after that, she knew she wouldn't be able to bite her tongue with the sarcastic insults if she did.

"I'm curious Moonshine, why is it that you mentioned me and Pansy? Is it because you have a crush on someone perhaps?" Draco asked smirking widely, " Oh I don't know, Blaise Zabini maybe?"

"Blaise?" Y/n shrieked in disapproval, "What on earth gave you the impression that I do, or ever will be attracted to Blaise Zabini."

"You seem to smile a lot when you're with him. You seem happy when you talk to him." Draco says rather quietly, making the scene rather serious.

"All of my friends make me happy. I think me and Blaise have the same sense of humour, so we know how to make each other laugh. So in a way he is a good source of entertainment." Y/n admits,

"What about your best friend? I would entertain you more than Blaise if you asked me to0." He said playfully, his body was now a lot lower than Y/n's making her look down at him.

Y/n just rolled her eyes and sat down next to him. Their bare arms touched for a moment, sending a shocking signal up Y/n's skin, making goose bumps follow the sensation rapidly. She watched carefully in confusion, this has never happened before. Softly, she traced the small bumps, mesmerised by incertitude.

"Y/n what's wrong?" Draco places his hand on her arm. This time it was purposely.

Y/n jumped at the contact, there it was again. This was an extremely foregin feeling, yet Y/n liked it. She looked up into Draco's concerned eyes, maybe this was the first time she ever noticed how crystal like they were. So deep, so mind controlling. But Y/n had to look away, the buzz in her arm had transfered to her stomach almost immediately.

"Y/n?" Draco questioned, concerned with the silence.

"I'm fine, I'm good." Y/n reasured, "I just feel a tad weird, nausious maybe."

Y/n was completely breathless, she hadn't had the chance to completely asses Draco fully this year. She had still yet to take in all of his changes, and it seemed her brain and body had a diffrent opinion of him then she originally thought.

"Maybe i should take you to bed." He grabbed her arm once again, pulling her up.

The wave was so strong this time it made her head spin, so she just nodded. He dragged her off back to the castle, his mind full of concern, while Y/n's was full of questions.

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