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Chapter 13


’Man, I didn’t know that romantic self of yours,’ Blaise said grinning while walking towards Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop with Malfoy.


’She’s perfect. My soulmate… My other half. Kind, warm-hearted, clever, adorable… She kissed me back so passionately… I can’t help thinking of her all the time.’


’But you don’t know what she looks like, right?’ Blaise raised his eyebrows surprised. ’She might be ugly. Terribly ugly.’


Malfoy sighed.


’I know. I try not to care.’


’You must be falling for her madly, then,’ Blaise chewed his gum and blew a big bubble. ’Have you got any clue who she may be?’


Malfoy shook his head.


’I don’t think I have met her. I mean I have definitely seen her in Hogwarts but if I had talked to her I would have definitely realised she was special… I would have had a crush on her at once.’


’So probably she’s a plain-looking, mousy girl from Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw,’ Blaise wondered.


Malfoy nodded.


’What if she’s not pureblood?’ Blaise looked at his friend curiously.


’I don’t care,’ Malfoy answered quickly and avoided the other’s eyes.


’But you always said…’


’I know what I said,’ Malfoy snapped angrily. ’I’ve been thinking of it a lot, and… I don’t care. Period.’ He stopped and looked into Blaise’s eyes seriously. ’Blaise. She’s the one for me.’


’Okay.’ Blaise nodded and shrugged his shoulders. ’Anyway, we’ve arrived. So… Good luck, dude.’


Malfoy grabbed his arm.


’I’d like to ask you a favour.’


Blaise frowned.


’Would you peek in and check her for me?’


’Come on, Draco,’ Blaise laughed nervously but the blond Slytherin didn’t let him go. ’Okay, I’ll do it,’ he gave in finally.


’Thanks,’ Malfoy moaned and sat on a bench nearby. ’She’s got a Potions book and a flower.’


Blaise tried to see through the lace curtain of the tea shop window.


’I can’t see anyone with a Potions book,’ he muttered.


’Don’t do this, the suspense is killing me,’ Malfoy suffered, fidgeting on the bench.


’Hold on… I can see a girl now… With a book and a flower…’ Suddenly he faltered then narrowed his eyes to see her better.


’Is she pretty?’ Malfoy was on the edge.


Blaise blinked and took another look, then groaned.


’Yes, she’s… pretty.’ He said finally, with a great effort.


’Yes!’ Malfoy jumped up happily. ’She’s pretty! She’s pretty! Just the way it should be!’ He kept repeating loudly and patted Blaise’s shoulder. ’Thanks.’


Blaise grabbed Malfoy’s arm.


’Wait a minute. It’s too early to… celebrate.’


Malfoy’s smile faded as he saw the other’s overclouded expression.


’Why?’ Malfoy asked suspiciously.


’She’s pretty but… I don’t think you’ll like her.’


Malfoy was getting nervous.




’Because that girl is… Granger. Hermione Granger.’


The information was so shocking that for a long second Malfoy thought Blaise was speaking in some foreign language. He stared at him in disbelief, then, flabbergasted, he rushed to the window and looked in the tea shop.


When he himself made sure, he sat down on the bench next to Blaise, and buried his face in his hands.


’I can’t believe it,’ he mumbled.


’What are you going to do now?’ Blaise asked chewing his gum slowly, with sympathy in his voice.


’Nothing.’ Malfoy pulled himself together and stood up. ’Nothing. Buy some toffees in Honeydukes.’


’Don’t be kidding. Are you going to let her wait all afternoon?’


’Yes,’ Malfoy said determined and was about to leave.


’And what about that speech about your soulmate? Your other half? The girl who is as passionate as you? The diary girl and Granger is one and the same person.’


Malfoy stopped in his tracks and turned back.


’Hermione Granger hates me and I hate her.’


’Some minutes ago you said she was the one for you,’ Blaise stood up from the bench.


Malfoy didn’t move. He watched the shop window of Madam Puddifoot’s and hated Blaise very much for being right. He didn’t have a clue what to do.


End of Chapter 13

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