Pansy's POV (this may only be a one time thing FYI)
Harry was oblivious to the glares Draco kept sending towards this Andrew guy. It was obvious he was jealous of his already formed relationship with Harry. He wanted that and more by the looks of it. Draco may not know it just yet but I could tell he fancied Harry even if it was only a little right now. Poor little Harry was oblivious to Draco's longing looks and the jealousy the blond shows when someone else is holding his attention.
Draco seemed mad that Andrew was here, like he had done something terrible, which of course, he didn't. Wilson is a muggle born, I would understand if he was a pure blood because then Draco would have known him and probably had a reason to act like this other than that he's friends with Harry. To be honest, it was kinda funny to watch Draco get mad over someone else having Harry's attention when he so desperately wanted it.
I asked Harry a few questions about Andrew when he finally looked up from his meagre meal. "So, what's Andrew like?"
He smiled at me, "He is amazing! Andy was my first friend. He was a year older than me in school though so some people didn't know why we were friends."
"Just out of curiosity, how did you become friends with someone in the year above you?" I asked, curiously. Surely people from older years didn't usually talk to younger students, even in muggle schools.
"Oh, er... well, it wasn't until I was in year three that we met so he was in year four. I wasn't very liked at school. Everyone liked my cousin more so I tended to get... pushed around just a little bit. Andy saw some boys picking on me one day at lunch time and managed to get them to leave me alone. He's always been a beanstalk so that plus the fact that he was older helped him a lot. Since then, we started hanging out a bit more. He was the first person I told about... you know," he pointed to his ears, "that believed me anyway."
I couldn't help but 'awww' at his adorable story but then I realised what he said. "Wait one second, mister. You were bullied? That's not okay. No one hurts my friends!"
His face flushed a little, "It's not too big of a deal, honestly. It wasn't too bad. They didn't catch me nearly enough for it to be a problem."
That made me even more angry, who made this poor, innocent child think like that? Ohhh, someone's gonna pay when I get my hands on them. "What do you mean 'they didn't catch you nearly enough'? That implies that they did in fact catch you sometimes and did something."
"Ca- can we not talk about this please? I'm not sure I want to explain just yet," he told me and while I wanted to know, I knew that I should respect his boundaries and leave the subject until he's ready to talk about it. So, I nodded and started eating once again, this tine in silence.
Blaise was too busy stuffing his face unattractively though I must say he was definitely more refined than Weasley who was sat next to a disgusted looking girl, shoving as much food as possible into his huge mouth. Draco was eating but too busy thinking and sending death glares towards the 2nd year brunette Harry called his friend. Harry was pushing what little food left on his plate around, looking deep in thought.
Millie, one of my best friends (and surprisingly one of my only female friends), started up a conversation with me again. It was nice to talk to someone who wasn't a boy for once though she isn't exactly what one would call a girly-girl. She enjoyed sports and didn't mind getting dirty, she never wore more than mascara and/or clear lipgloss on a regular basis. If she got to choose an outfit to wear to a party, she would choose to wear literally anything but a dress or even a skirt. That is why Millie's mum chose her outfits for formal events. The girl wouldn't even wear dress robes. She much preferred muggle clothing for some strange reason. Millie was often found wearing jeans and a hoodie more than anything else and every time her mum made her wear a dress, she would always put on matching high top shoes rather than the heels she was supposed to. Though whatever she wore couldn't take away from her natural beauty. And before anyone says that I fancy my best friend, I think of her as a sister, that would be disgusting.
Anyway, Millie was also a major bookworm and loved to read muggle works more than anything. Recently she found this series about a hidden world containing Greek gods and modern day demigods that lived in America. She had quickly become obsessed with these books and it was her favourite conversation topic so naturally, that's what we talked about. I loved hearing about it and became fascinated quickly. I don't read much myself, Millie does enough for the both of us and if I asked, could explain every single detail of a book to me at the drop of a hat. I often did ask her to tell me of the parts she had read since I last asked. (I know Percy Jackson wasn't created for years in this timeline but we're just gonna pretend it does and go with it, 'kay? Good. Also, Millie is me, except for her athletic ability. Her personality traits are accidentally really similar to mine. Oops?)
This conversation went on until the end of lunch where I bounced up and waited for the boys to get up off their arses and explore with me.
On our way out, I saw Harry smile at someone who was walking over. It was obviously Andrew and Dray growled lowly but put on his mask of indifference as the lad got closer.
Harry had said he was tall but everyone is to him so I wasn't expecting the second year to be as tall as he actually was. He was very tall and had great posture, he had a semi-defined jawline, longish, curly chocolate coloured hair, muddy brown eyes and what seemed to be a permanent smile on his face. When he saw me, he stuck his hand out for a handshake which I took with a polite smile.
"I'm Andrew Wilson, nice to meet you," he chirped happily.
"Pansy Parkinson. It's nice to meet you too, Wilson." It's customary for pure bloods to greet others by last names unless given permission to do otherwise. Of course, no one does it all the time but sometimes I just like to.
"No need for formalities. Call me Andrew, or Andy if you like, I don't mind. You guys want to explore the castle? I know a few places that not a lot of people know about."
A/N hey guys, I can't tell if I should do more of other people's POV's or not. Did you lot like Pansy's POV or do you prefer Harry and Draco's more? I honestly can't tell which is better. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, have a great day/evening/night!
~~~Lissy~~~