A Month Later - 31st October:

Draco's POV:

It was finally the (unfortunate) day, when all the students from the different, prestigious Wizarding Schools were arriving to Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament.

As merciless hours passed, I met with some eager students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.

However, instead of heading back to my dorm, I anticipated patiently for the Ilvermony students' arrival.

Thankfully, they arrived soon through carriages, that looked like they were shaped like pumpkins. Something that would have most likely came out of a Muggle fairytale, like what Hermione had shown me.

As the Ilvermony students sauntered out of their carriages gracefully, I reached out for Quinn Williams' hand as a sign of welcome. As he took my hand and shook it with utmost pleasure, I glared at him with utter loathing and hate.

Quinn Williams was a normal Half-Blood student, who had been sorted into Horned Serpent. He had blond hair and was somewhat short. Nevertheless, he was somewhat kind-hearted but regardless of that, I didn't trust him.

He might be Hermione's good friend but upon even glancing at him, I was bubbling with an unmistakable feeling. Jealousy.

'Why am I jealous of him?' I thought curiously as I rolled my jaw tightly.

As he went up to hug Hermione, I couldn't help but not even attempt to suppress the feeling to glare sternly at him.

He must have noticed it because he let go of her swiftly and Hermione was left speechless as I wrapped my arm around her waist unknowingly.

"Draco! Let go of me!" She snarled and I smirked at her before I brought her closer and wrapped her even tighter, which made her stare at me quietly in utter madness.

Seeing this, I smirked even more and before long, she had attempted to shove me away but instead, I leaned forward to glance at her and look down on her lips as I began "Hermione, I'll let you go, but only if you promise me you'll not be with that American git." I then turned to stare at the blond git before tilting her chin up.

She gulped before she nodded in reluctance "Fine, I won't do anything but he's still my friend so I still do have to talk to him sometimes...is that sorted?"

I nodded before I finally let her go with hesitation.

Merlin, why was I like that?

I had no idea but for what I knew, it must have been probably the way I wanted to remain friends with her.

Or maybe I was wrong...