Wizarding Week

Louise has always dreamt of going somewhere completely new, and when her school organises an exchange with a mysterious school called Hogwarts, it's her perfect moment. Louise doesn't realise the magic behind the doors of Hogwarts, and maybe, just maybe, she might even fit in with the people there more.


2. Discovering Draco.

The hallway was silent, apart from the echo of my footsteps clattering down the corridor. My uniform was still in my arms. I had taken the long way to the Gryffindor common room, and had already lost my way twice. It was six o'clock, and dinner was to be served at seven, along with an assembly to welcome us. This part of the castle wasn't used very often, so I decided to go and sit on the wall just by some stone stairs and leave myself to my thoughts for a while.

The wall was cold, but I didn't care, as I leant my back against the wall, I noticed something, the stairs were moving. I didn't think much of it, as I was so tired, it must just be my imagination. I was just drifting to sleep as I heard footsteps to my left. My eyes open slowly, wondering who it could be. 


The platinum blonde hair was enough to go by, and then there was the grey eyes, and his floppy fringe. He was looking at me, as he had stopped walking moments before. I smile weakly at him, unsure of what to say. I hardly knew the boy, but I felt like I'd known him my whole life. 

"What are you doing in this part of the castle, Louise?" Draco smirks at me, looking right into my eyes, I hold his gaze, not wanting to break away first.

"Just wandering I guess, I'm not looking for you if that's what you think." I hug my uniform against my chest, it had got quite cold in the corridor, and I didn't want to shiver, not in front of Draco.

Draco's smirk doesn't fade, he comes slightly closer to me, "Didn't say you were." He leans against the wall that I'm sitting on, still holding my gaze, "Cold?"

I rub my lips together, trying really hard to stop myself from shivering, "No...I'm fi-ine." 

Draco rolled his eyes, lifting himself up onto the wall next to me, he takes his cloak and wraps it around me before I can protest, he sighs and looks at me, "I've never really had a proper conversation with a muggle before. If my father knew, he'd kill me. But, I think you're worth it, I just have this feeling about you."

I smile to myself, resting my head on his shoulder, I don't know why I did it, "Draco, what is this school? It's different from other schools, and I don't understand what I muggle is."

He chuckles to himself, but then takes my face in his hands, my breathe quickens quickly, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, is a magic school, it's where witches and wizards come to learn about magic, like you learn normal subjects like maths, we learn charms, potions and stuff." He pauses for a moment so I can take this in, but he still looks right into my eyes, our faces inches apart, "A muggle is a non-magic person, someone who can't do magic, like you. And people like me aren't meant to fall for people like you."

"But why would that be a problem?" I whisper, I can smell his cologne, and it smells nice. 

"Because, I think I've fallen for you Louise." Draco murmurs, my heart is beating so fast, he can probably hear it.

Suddenly, Draco turns his face away from me, he looks distraught, but I can tell he is trying to keep it together, "If my father found out..." 

I take Draco's face in my hands, like he did with mine moments before, I whisper against his lips, "Don't let him then." just before I press my lips gently against his. It was a quick kiss, but it was perfect, sweet. We just stayed there for a few minutes, just like that. 

Finally, Draco says into the silence, "I'm guessing you've never tried to use a wand then." I realise his hand is in mine, and he squeezes it slightly.

"No...but there's no point. It wouldn't work. I'm not a witch." I bite my lip, kind of surprised at myself for saying that, admitting to myself that magic was real.

"Well, shall we find out?" Draco grins mischievously and jumps down from the wall, helping me down straight after. 

He starts rummaging in his cloak, presumably looking for his wand, he finds it, and hands it to me. I wasn't exactly sure what he was expecting me to do with it, but I soon found out.

Draco's expression suddenly goes serious, "This is just an experiment, but if it does work, don't be too surprised, I have a feeling about you, Louise." He takes a deep breath in, "Right, hold the wand out in front of you and say 'lumos'." He watches me, his gaze upon the wand now.

My hand is shaking slightly, I'm scared, I'm was scared about what the outcome would be, but I decide that I need to do it, for Draco, and for me, I hold the wand out in front of me, I close my eyes and say, "Lumos." I open my eyes.

A light appears at the end of the wand.

Draco's eyes widen, but before he can get to me, there's a loud giggle and a clatter at the end of the corridor. I turn my head sharply, it's Orla, and she had a boy with her.

As soon as I see her, she stops in her tracks, and so does the boy. He has a red tie on, meaning he's in Gryffindor. Draco rushes to my side, but leaves the wand in my hand.

"Louise? Is that you?" Orla looks confused, and she looks to the wand in my hand, "What are you doing?" 

The boy next to Orla regards Draco, glaring at him, "Longbottom." Draco's scowl appeared on his face.

"Malfoy. What are you making that poor girl do?" The boy that Draco had called 'Longbottom' spoke.

I step forward, holding the wand in my hand, "Orla, I think...I think I'm a witch."   

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