“Hey Hermione. Hi Sara.” Ginny Weasley sat in between Sara and Hermione. They were in the library, reading in their Defense Against the Dark Arts books. “Hey Ginny.” Sara smiled. She had met her when her father made her stay with them for a month during the summer. She and Ginny had really hit it off. “What’s new?” They fist-bumped. “Nothing much. But I know what’s new for you.” Ginny raised her eyebrows up and down. “Draco?” Sara asked. She winked in response. The three of them laughed. “Hermione saw you in Defense Against the Dark Arts.” She smirked. “That’s true.” Hermione said. Sara rolled her eyes playfully. “Oh, shut up.... he’s not a bad kisser though.”
That made Hermione and Ginny laugh. “What? It’s true!” Sara laughed as well. “But it’s not just that! He’s actually really sensitive, thoughtful, and sweet!”
“We were laughing because he’s right behind you.” Hermione stated. She then felt warm, strong arms wrap around her waist. “Hi, princess.” Draco whispered to her, lips pressed against her ear. Sara blushed, grinning stupidly. “Hi.” She whispered back. He planted a kiss on her cheek, then left. “He’s so cute...” Sara giggled. “Wow.. if he can make YOU act like THAT, then he is perfect for you.” Ginny smirked. “No, not really.” Fred grinned. “Where did you come from?” Ginny barked. “I just wanted to say that I’M perfect for Sara.” Fred posed. “Only the boy who is blond, hot Slytherin boy is perfect for me? Can you guess who that is?”
“Is it me?” Draco asked from behind a bookshelf. That took Sara by surprise, so she fell off her chair.