That Gryffindor Girl by Evilevergreen

David Lestat Montague was in his seventh year at Hogwarts. He was also seventeen years old, captain of his house's Quidditch team, and secretly crushing on the rival captain of the Gryffindor team, Angelina Johnson.

"You know it would never work." Warned Caesar Warrington, Montague's cousin. Warrington was the only one Montague trusted completely and without question, so he confided in him a lot.

"Must you always look on the down side of things?" Montague asked as they relaxed on their beds in their dorm room.

Warrington shrugged. "I'm just being realistic. I mean, face it, what do you guys have in common?" Montague went to answer, but was cut off by his cousin before he began. "And attending Hogwarts and both of you playing Quidditch, doesn't count." He smiled as he watched Montague close his mouth.

Montague thought for a moment before shaking his head and saying. "Well then, nothing really."

"Exactly. You two would never have anything beyond the physical part of your relationship. So how you could find yourself in love with her is beyond me."

"Love?" Montague looked at him strangely. "Dear cousin, I never said anything about love."

"Really?" Warrington made a face. "Sorry, I just assumed, mostly because you can't seem to shut up about her."

"That's not true." He seemed embarrassed.

"Please David. With you it's always, Johnson this and Johnson that. If you're not careful the others are going to start suspecting something."

"Let them suspect. I don't care."

"Yes you do and that's the problem." Warrington's face became serious as he looked over at the door to make sure no one was coming. "You know very well we are both taking The Mark after graduating."

"Your point." Montague shook his head.

"Well, if it got around that you're infatuated with that Gryffindor girl, they may start to wonder where your loyalties lie."

"My loyalties are well intake cousin." Montague defended.

"Cousin, I didn't mean to offend. I know you are loyal. I'm just asking, if something did develop between you and Johnson, would you still be?" Montague only looked at him. "Because when it came time, would you be able to let her go? And if you could, when the time came to fight and she's standing on the other side, would you be able to strike her down after all you've shared?"

Warrington paused before continuing slowly. "And if the answer is no, then would you be ready to switch sides, to betray your family, friends, and everything you've ever known, for something that can't last? Because the people you once called your family and friends would be after you and her for as long as you both breathe." He then asked. "Tell me David, what would you do?"

Montague shook his head. "I don't know." He answered sadly, but honestly.

"And that, dear cousin, is the point. Because how could the Dark Lord trust you when you can't trust yourself?"

After a moment Montague laughed. "Good thing this is all a hypothetical situation," he got under his blanket, "because I don't know how I would decide."

"Yeah." Was Warrington's only response.

"Mind turning off the light?" Montague asked.

"Sure, no problem." Warrington turned off the lights, but not before looking down at his pocket watch. "Night cousin."

"Where are you going?" Montague asked when he noticed Warrington heading towards the door.

"Just going for a walk before curfew." He told him.

"Alright then. Good night." And Montague pulled the blanket over his head.

Warrington walked slowly through the corridors of the school until he stood outside the door of a classroom he knew was no longer in use. He walked inside and saw the silhouette of a familiar figure seating in one of the seats. "Hello Angelina." He said softly.

"Hello Caesar." She responded. "I got your owl, I'm guessing you've made your decision."

"Yeah." He nodded solemnly as he took a seat in front of her. He then gently took her hands in his and looked upon her face, he could tell she had been crying. Somehow he knew that she already knew his decision long before he came into the room. Warrington then took a deep breath before saying, "I don't think this is going to work."