Soon enough, it was about to be my second year AKA, everyone else in my year’s fourth year. Draco and I were dating, but it wasn’t what I expected. He was very cautious when there was another boy around, and he didn’t let me go anywhere without him. He was completely different. “Draco, let me go outside!” I snarled. “So you can do what? Make out with another guy? You’re bloody mine!” He yelled, slapping me. I winced, gripping my cheek. “Oh. So that’s how it is. Fine. You want to play like that? Okay!” I screamed, and I punched him in the face, giving him a bloody nose. I turned on my heels and stormed off. “Sara? You alright?” Asked my brother, Cedric Diggory. We were related since we had the same mother. “Not really.” I said. “I’m so happy for you. You’re a Triwizard Champion! I would go with Draco to the Yule Ball, but he’s different ever since summer.”
“Invite someone else. Make him jealous.” He said. “I wouldn’t normally do that, though.” I knew exactly who I would invite.
George.