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It was then in that very moment, that Draco Malfoy realized something.

He would never be with the one he truly loved...

Draco sneered and stood up, walking swiftly back to the castle without turning back. If she wanted to be with Blaise, then so be it. Why would it be his business anyways? It wasn't as if he owned her or anything. He hadn't even told her that he loved her.

He wandered the castle for about an hour or two, thinking about what he would do. He would tell her he loved her. Somehow, someway, he would let her know that he loved her, and that she would have to choose between Blaise, and himself.

He walked swiftly to the Great Hall, and to the Slytherin table.

Well, I'm obviously not going to the ball with Blair... might as well. Draco thought as he saw Daphne Greengrass sit down at the far end of the table, with Pansy. He stood up and walked gracefully over to her, walking like he owned the world.

"Daphne? Could I talk to you for a moment?" He asked once he reached her. She looked up at him and nodded, standing up and walking beside him out of the Great Hall. Daphne was tall, taller than most girls.

Not like Blair... Blair's short, Draco thought as he leaned against the wall behind him.

"What was it that you wanted to talk to me about, Draco?" Daphne said in what was supposed to be a seductive manner. The way she made her voice sound almost made Draco want to throw up.

"I was wondering, do you want to go to the Ball with me?" He managed to get out, imagining that he was asking Blair, instead. Daphne's face lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning.

"Of course, I would love to." she grinned and flicked a piece of blond hair behind her ear.

"I'll meet you in the common room at seven, okay?"

Daphne nodded, and Draco walked back into the Great Hall, feeling quite nauseous. The massive doors opened again and Blair walked in quietly, searching around for someone.

Probably Blaise, Draco thought bitterly. But his attitude changed, and he let a small smile slip through when he saw that she was looking for him.

Blair's eyes scanned the Great Hall, looking for Draco, when she finally spotted him. He was scowling to himself as he stared at his plate, then he looked up and noticed her. She smiled at him and walked over to him and sat down.

"Hey!" She said, obviously breathless from running through corridors. He smiled at her in greeting, and turned back to his meal.

"Are you okay?" Blair asked, resting her hand on his arm. Draco flinched away slightly, feeling hurt.

"Yeah, I'm good. Just a bit confused." He said deciding to confront her about Blaise.

"What's going on with you and Blaise?"

Blair blinked at his question, but she couldn’t answer because a voice interrupted her.

“Draco get your ass up here right now.”

Everyone in the great hall turned to where the voice came from: the teacher’s table.

“Now, now, we do not have to use such language.” The headmaster said in his grandfather tone.

Andrea rolled her eyes. “Like you have any room to talk old man. I remember your exact words in my seventh year. You would have made a sailor blush with shame. Now leave me alone. I’m about to kill somebody.”

Draco rolled his eyes. “What do you want old woman?”

Drea raised an eyebrow. “Old woman? Tell me, little boy, who knows where you sleep at night?”

“Drea…” Snape said warningly, but she waved him off.

“This little boy is going to get what’s coming to him.” She said as a mad gleam entered her eye.

Draco gulped. “What did I do?”

“This time, was your best prank of all.” She told him as she leaned across the table, even though she was nowhere near him. “Do you know what your little spell did to me?”

Draco’s eyes lit up for a second as he remembered. “It worked?

Drea nodded. “I have to say, I haven’t seen anything like it. I have to say it’s better than the Weasley Twins. But of course….they do some good stuff. They would have rivaled me back when I was in school. But that is no matter!”

She waited a few seconds for something and when it didn’t happen she looked over to the Gyfrindor table. “It seems said Twins are not here. No doubt cooking up some scheme…I think I need to have a talk with them.”

Blair was getting more than a little confused. “What’s going on?”

Drea smirked. “When we grew up together, Draco would try to outdo me in pranks. Never worked, but this time I have to say he is almost there. Too bad he only does stuff to me.”

“Because you deserve it!” Draco cried. “What about all that mental abuse?”

Drea blinked innocently. “What abuse?”

“Enough is enough,” Snape said deathly calm with an evil ring to it. “If you too are going to argue like children then do it where I don’t have to listen or watch.”

Andrea glared at him, and he glared back. Everyone in the great hall was amazed. No one had ever stood up to Snape before.

“Fine, I challenge you.” Drea said in an emotionally voice.

Draco groaned. “Uncle Sev, what the hell have you done?”

Andrea pushed back her chair, got up and walked toward Blair and Draco.

“Blair did you or did you not find out what family you are?” Drea asked as she came to a stop in front of the fourth year.

Blair shook her head.

“I expected as much. Seeing as you are a champion you will have to have a date for the dance. You are from a great and proud Pureblood line. From now until the dance—which is in two weeks—you and I are going to have lessons. You will bring proud to your family, just like a Pureblood should. Lessons start now; follow me.”

Just like that Drea dropped the bomb and confused Blair even more.

“Wait, don’t I get to eat?” Blair asked, not following at all.

Drea didn’t even stop. “You will eat later. Seeing as you are a Potter and God knows what else, you will be working on this whenever you have free time. No matter what you believe or what people have told you,” Drea said as she stopped at the door to the Great Hall and turned to look at the Girl-Who-Lived.

“Your family is the most important thing in your life. They are what makes you, whether they are dead or alive.”