Author's Note: Heya, here's Chapter 5. I really like this chapter, it was easy to write, and hard to edit, if you know what i mean. Well, here it is. Do with it what you will.

Dis to the Claim: I do not own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasely or basically anything else that you recognize. (I do take full credit for Willow, though. She is a product of my own imagination!)

The First of Me

Chapter 5

Meet me at Maggie's at six o'clock on Saturday night. I want to see you again. Somehow letters aren't the same.


Draco had received the letter on Wednesday morning and the weekend had not come fast enough. After what he'd decided to call the "Weasley Incident," nothing very extreme had happened between him and Potter, although the dark-haired boy had been turning up in the oddest places recently.

On Saturday morning, Draco spent three hours in the library working on his Charms essay, then another three hours working on his Transfiguration homework in the Slytherin common room.

At 5:30, Draco left the common room, wearing a black turtleneck sweater and dark jeans, one of the only Muggle outfits he owned.

He snuck up the dungeon stairs, out the front door, and stopped behind a tree near the front gate, waiting for it to open.

Harry Potter was in the library with Hermione, trying to tempt her into checking over his Potions essay, and keeping one eye on Malfoy on the Marauders' Map.

"I already told you, Harry, you're doing this one by yourself!"

"But, Hermione - " He pleaded.

"No! I'm not going to do your homework for you!"


"What, Harry? It's not like I haven't told you - "
"No, Hermione, it's Malfoy. He's disappeared. He used to be in the Slytherin common room and now he's not."

They spent the next ten minutes poring over the map, looking for Malfoy. Harry pointed when they found him.

"Pity Ron's in detention," Hermione muttered moments later. "Because I know what you're going to say now."

Harry looked up, he hadn't heard her.

"Hermione, you need to come with me to follow Malfoy. He's sneaking out. We need to know what's going on, and Ron can't come because he's in detention."

Hermione sighed. There was no arguing with him when he got like this.

"Alright, go get the cloak."

"Yes!" Harry said, bolting out of the library towards the Gryffindor common room.

Twenty minutes later, Harry and Hermione were at the front gate under the cloak, watching Malfoy.

"Why do you think he's sneaking out?" Hermione asked suspiciously. She had a strange feeling Harry was going to build a conspiracy theory around this incident.

"Well, he's got to be going to Hogsmeade, hasn't he? Where else would he sneak out to? I think he's going to meet his father or something . . . Maybe Malfoy's finally done it! Maybe he's joined his father's side!"

"Harry - " Hermione warned.

"The gates are opening, come on," Harry pulled Hermione through the open front gate as Malfoy ran through and hid behind a tree on the other side. Malfoy looked around, then walked down the road, a small smile on his face,

Harry and Hermione followed a ways behind so Malfoy wouldn't hear their footsteps.

Draco was late. It was only three minutes past six, but Willow was still worried.

She was at her table in Maggie's with a glass of water in front of her, glancing over at the door every few seconds.

She looked down at the menu on the table and started tracing the familiar letters with her finger. A bell tinkled as the door opened and Willow's head shot up.

She saw him standing in the doorway uncertainly and smiled. She raised her hand and waved. He smiled when he saw her and started walking towards her.

"Hey," he said, as he sat down across from her. "Sorry I'm late. I had some trouble getting out of school."

"That's okay," Willow said, still smiling. "I'm late all the time. I think tonight's the first time I've been on time in a very long time, if you know what I mean."

"So, what's good here?" Draco asked, looking at the menu. "I only got a hot chocolate last time."

"Oh, um, I personally like the mac & cheese here," (A/N: Is this a British saying too? Im not sure . . . sorta seems like an American thing, if you know what I mean . . . so yeah)

"Okay, I'll get that then." Draco said nodding.

They ordered from Tina and soon after she left Draco got up from his seet.

"I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be right back," he said.

The bell over the door tinkled again, but now Willow did not notice, Draco was already here. She was looking out the window at the steadily darkening, tree-lined street. She didn't look up until she saw a shape moving in the corner of her eye.

A dark haired boy had sat down across from her in the seat Draco had just vacated. He had round glasses and a strange scar on his forehead.

"Hi." he said, smiling.

"Who are you?" Willow asked, a bit rudely.

"Oh, I'm Harry. So, what are you doing here?"

"Meeting a friend, though I don't see why it's any of your business."

"Oh? Does this friend have a name?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"What would you say if I said I knew your friend?"

"Prove it."

"His name is Draco Malfoy, and he goes to boarding school, right?"

"So," Willow said. "I don't see why it matters to you."

"I don't see why you consider him a friend."

Her eyes narrowed.

"Because he treats me like somebody! Happy?"

"No. No, I'm not. He's not a nice guy. He's - I don't know," Willow cut him off.

"Wait," Willow demanded and looked at him with a new light in her eyes. "What did you say your last name was?"

"I didn't," Harry said. "But it's Potter."

"Oh, so you're the infamous 'Potter.'" She said and coolly looked him up and down. "Well, I can see why he doesn't like you."

Harry was taken aback.


"You are the reason he is so mean to you! I'm sure you two wouldn't have any problems if you just tried being nice!" Willow noticed Draco walking back over. When he saw who she was sitting with, he frowned. His eyes seemed to go dead.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, Willow barely recognized his voice. It was hostile. A tone he'd never used with her.

Willow got up and grabbed Draco's arm.

"Come on, Draco, we were just leaving. I think the atmosphere in here is getting a bit cold."

As soon as they were out of Potter's earshot, Draco started bombarding Willow with questions.

"What did he ask you? What was he doing here? When did he come in? Have you seen him before?"

"What?" Willow exclaimed. "Draco, be serious. I hadn't even heard of him until I met you!

"Right, yeah," Draco looked down at his feet ashamed. "Sorry," he muttered. "Being stupid."

"Yeah, you were," Willow said bluntly. "But it's to be expected," she grabbed his hand and started leading him across the street. "Come on, let's go to the park."

The park was a wooded area at the top of a hill. It's a large park, with clearings and benches. There's even a playground next to the entrance.

Willow's favourite place in the park was in the very back, farthest from the entrance. There was a small clearing with a large weeping willow right in the middle.

"This is it," Willow said, leading Draco under the tree by the hand. "This is my place."

A full moon hung low overhead, giving everything a soft blue light, even though it was late, Willow could see his face clearly.

Tale as old as time,

Willow smiled at Draco

True as it can be,

He smiled back, a small, gentle smile.

Barely even friends,

Then somebody bends


The words to the song Beauty and the Beast ran through her head, and she found them oddly fitting. She resisted the urge to laugh at her own weirdness.

Just a little change,

Small to say the least,

They were standing next to each other, leaning against the tree trunk, fingers intertwined. She was looking at him, trying to memorize his face, never wanting to forget this moment.

Both a little scared,

Neither one prepared,

Tentatively, she turned toward him and leaned forward a little, almost afraid of what she was doing, and kissed him.

She kissed him long and slow and he kissed her back exactly the same way.

They stood there for a long time, just standing in each other's arms.

Beauty and the Beast.

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PS: What do you think will happen next? Will Draco and Willow fall even more in love? Will Harry and Hermione ruin things for them? Will Willow's school play go well? Read on (when I post it) and find out!