American Girl

Authors note: I do not own Harry Potter. Just my OC

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'I'm not entirely sure when the ministry of magic decided that it would be a good idea to send me to America. I realize that my family and I terrorized many people but sending me to America was a bit unnecessary. Draco thought to himself bitterly as he was walking down the unfamiliar sidewalks of the college that he was to attend. He had been enrolled into Penn State College. He had been put in as chemistry major after Professor Snape told him that potions and chemistry were practically the same. Draco was busy reading his map to find his way to the dining hall for dinner when a feminine voice broke his thoughts.

"Excuse me?" her irritated voice broke his thoughts and he turned to see a brunette girl with ivory skin.

"Yes?" he replied not bothering to hide his accent but neither did she as she spoke with what sounded to be a southern accent.

"I don't know if you noticed but you just bumped into me and spilled my coffee all over the books I just bought and you can't even be bothered to help me pick them up." She was beautiful and he couldn't help but feel bad. Normally, he wouldn't have cared, but normally no one said anything to him about this kind of thing. But this girl didn't know who he was and she obviously wouldn't have cared anyways.

He went over to the girl and bent down to help her get her things. "I'm sorry miss, I was just trying to locate the dining hall on this bloody map and I didn't see you there."

She looked like she felt bad now. "I over reacted. It just hasn't been a good week for me."

Draco finally got the chance to take in her appearance. She was about 5'6" and a slim build. She had porcelain skin and bright blue green eyes. Her dark hair hung down past her shoulder blades in loose waves. The wind blew slightly and he caught her scent. She smelled of apples and looked like an angel.

"I'm actually headed to the café now if you want to come. I've been here for two weeks already for that special program for honors kids so I know where everything is. My name is Elizabeth Clarke. And it's just Elizabeth, no nicknames.

"Well, I'm Draco Malfoy."

"It's nice to meet you."

The two walked into the café looking for dinner. "Well, Draco, what do you want to eat? I'm going to grab a salad and probably a couple of slices of pieces."

"I could go for some spaghetti."

She motioned for him to follow her and he did so. He watched as she loaded her tray with a bowl of Greek salad and a turkey wrap instead of pizza. Then she grabbed him a plate of spaghetti with meatballs and two bottles of water. She handed his food to him as they got in line. She took out her student i.d. card to pay for her food. Draco decided to do the same. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a couple of guys staring over at her. She led him to a table by the window overlooking the soccer field. Draco thought she looked beautiful in the sunset light.

'I can't believe I feel this way about a muggle.' Draco thought to himself. He chuckled inside his head.

"So, what's your major?"

"Well, mine is chemistry, what is yours?"

"I'm pre-med with a minor in chemistry. What part of England are you from?"

"I'm actually from Wiltshire in Scotland. And I'm guessing you are from somewhere in the south?"

She nodded as she spoke. "I'm from the middle of nowhere in Mississippi."

At that moment the group of boys that had been staring at her came over and "accidently" bumped into him causing his half eaten spaghetti to fall in his lap and all over his khaki pants.

"Oops, sorry man." This guy was definitely not sorry at all. He turned his attention to a very pissed off Elizabeth. "I guess I was too busy staring at you." He was trying to seduce her.

"Oh fuck off."

Never before had Draco heard such vile things come out of a beautiful lady. It just wasn't the pureblood way to talk like this in public. He was certainly shocked.

"You know you shouldn't talk to your boyfriend that way." The asshole started to get angry with her. Draco may have been mean to girls but never this threatening.

"You aren't my boyfriend. You're just some asshole who just wanted to get into my pants. Then when you found out that it is never going to happen you found your way into bed with some drunken slut. I don't think a boyfriend would do that."

"Come on babe. I said I was sorry, just forgive me." The guy grabbed her arms and she slapped it away.

"I said no, Ronnie."

He went to grab her again but Draco stopped his arm. "The lady said no." He wanted to hex his so badly, more than any person before in his life.

"This doesn't concern you." Ronnie sneered at him.

"Actually it does because Elizabeth and I were just leaving. Come on, sweetheart." Draco picked up their trays and got the out of there.

They walked out together with her slightly ahead of them. He watched her as she quickly gathered her hair into a loose bun, exposing her tanned shoulders. Something had caught his eye and upon further inspection he noticed that there was a streak of bright blue within the mass of dark brown. Any other girl would look terrible like this, but not this girl. He couldn't help but feel like protecting the one girl that wouldn't need it. Despite bone thin wrists and slim legs, he could tell that she could take care of herself.

"What dorm building are you in?" Her broke his thoughts.

"Stevenson." He answered the pretty girl.

"Me too. What floor?"

"Third."

"Well looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other then. I'm in 325."

"And I'm in 327."

She nodded clearly excited that her new friend was going to be right near her in the dorms. She already knew that she'd be spending plenty of time with him since the girl she shared a bedroom with always had her boyfriend in the room. And when she checked her phone she saw their code word on the screen. 'Just great.' She thought.

"Would you mind if I hung out with you in your room for a while? It seems my roommate and her boyfriend, are still breaking in her bed."

He nodded to her as he opened the door for the both of them. 'Why does she have to be a muggle.' He thought. But this girl could be good for him. He led them through the stair way and up to his room. He had to mentally tell himself not to use magic but to use his keys. He felt lucky that the ministry didn't take away his magic like they had to so many others. After struggling for a bit he got the door open and motioned for her to go inside. His roommate hadn't arrived yet so they went to his bedroom. She sat down and took of her top layer revealing a white lacy tank underneath it. This also revealed more ivory skin and soft round breasts.

"Tell me about yourself, Elizabeth."

"Well, I'm 18 years old. I own a truck. It's an old pickup truck. I have two older brothers. I'm the first in my family to leave Mississippi for school. I'm a dancer and I play on the women's varsity soccer team. My birthday is January 1. I play guitar and my favorite color is emerald green."

He smiled at the thought of her liking Slytherin colors. "You left out a very important piece of information; are you really dating that jerk?"

"No, I caught him cheating on me a week ago. I'm single now tell me about you."

"I'm the first to go to college despite the fact that I come from a rich family. I am also single. I don't have a car. I'm an only child. My birthday is August 11. My favorite color is also emerald green. And I play the piano." He couldn't tell her about quiditch, she wouldn't understand.

"Let me see your schedule."

She looked at the piece of paper for a minute before finally giving it back to him. "We have English, chemistry and pre-calculus together.

He smiled at the thought of more time with this beautiful girl.