Chapter 15

Draco was in his dormitory staring at that glowing color changing ball again. He wondered for the umpteenth time, what it was. Right now it was a neon orange color. He had sent his father a letter asking what it did but he hadn’t gotten a response. His thoughts turned to Luna and the ball turned an angry green color. Draco sighed in frustration and chucked the ball at the trash can across the room. It landed with a thud on the ground next to the bin. He got up to finally throw away the useless gift when he noticed a small note ad amidst the paper the ball had been wrapped in when he got it. Draco curiously picked up the note and read it.

Dear Draco,

This ball will read your mood. I found it quite useful to help figure things out when I was confused about my feelings. Underneath, I’ve named which colors mean which mood. I really hope this helps you throughout the year.

Sincerely, Lucius Malfoy.

Draco noted that he hadn’t signed as dad. He shook that thought away and read below;

Orange- curious

Red- angry

Green- jealous

Blue- sad

White- guilty

Yellow- embarrassed

Purple- afraid

Pink- in love

Draco read the list, slightly amused. He thought back to all the times the ball had glowed. When Blaise had accused him of getting Luna pregnant it had turned red; angry. When he was trying to figure out what the ball did it had turned orange; curious. When he had just finished talking to Luna in the tree it had turned pink... in love.

Draco sighed and sat on his bed. He’d sunk to the lowest of the low; the guy who was in love with a girl who didn’t love him back. Life wasn’t fair. The dorm door opened and Draco was glad that it was just Blaise. He didn’t think he could take listening to Crabbe or Goyle go on about some stupid prank they pulled right now.

“Hey,” Blaise said, flopping onto his bed.

“What’s up?” Draco asked, noticing Blaise’s somber expression.

He shrugged, “Just this girl.”

“Which girl?” Draco asked and the ball in his hand turned orange again.

“Calidea Puella.”

Draco’s jaw dropped, “What did you do?”

Calidea was the hottest Slytherin girl at Hogwarts. She was the definition of the popular, rich, snobby girl and Draco felt bad for his friend for ever getting involved with her.

“I didn’t do anything... she kissed me in the common room earlier when we were talking...”

“She what!? Blaise, how is that bad news!?” Draco questioned incredulously.

Blaise shrugged, “I don’t like her... at all.”

“Well why not? She’s hot, has money and is popular.”

“...so? She’s a total bitch and thinks she can get whatever she wants,” Blaise told him, “I hate girls like that.”

Suddenly, Draco was reminded of his and Luna’s situation. Was this how Luna thought of him? In her eyes, he was probably the rude guy that kissed her unexpectedly and she was the girl that hated his guts. He sighed, maybe Blaise would be a better match for her. The ball turned a glowing blue and Blaise looked at it questionably.

“What’s that?” He asked.

“A mood ball, I guess,” Draco explained, “Dad sent it for me...”

“What’s blue mean?”

“...read the note,” Draco said and tossed it at him.

Blaise scanned through the note Draco’s father had sent him and looked at Draco, “what’s wrong? Why are you sad all of the sudden?”

Draco just shrugged, refusing to answer the question. He’d already decided that no one could know about his kiss with Luna. Apparently, there wasn’t going to be a sequel to that kiss anyways so why spread the word that he tried to get Loony Lovegood... and failed.

“Just tell me, you know I won’t tell anyone and you look like you need to get it off your chest,” Blaise sighed.

He was right, Draco was bursting to tell someone but was too afraid of the consequences of someone knowing to even consider it.

“Fine... but you have to swear that you won’t tell a soul,” Draco said.

Blaise agreed and Draco told him the whole story, including the pranks, the rumours, the talks, the kiss, everything.

Blaise was shocked by the end of it, “You.... and... Loony?”

Draco flushed but nodded.

Blaise looked thoughtful, “yeah, I can see it.”

“Y-you can?” Draco asked hopefully.

Blaise chuckled, “definitely. You sound really excited about that, you must really like her.”

Draco blushed slightly and said, “well... yeah, I do.”

“Then go tell her that,” Blaise said simply.

“W-what?”

“Go tell her that you really like her... before it’s too late.”

Draco thought about it. He was right, one hundred percent right.

“Thank you Blaise,” Draco said sincerely, “you’re a good friend.”

Then he left the Slytherin common room to go find Luna.