Draco Malfoy sat in his potions class staring at the ceiling listlessly, his icy blue eyes dulled with boredom. He didn't care what the professor was saying, he never did, and he especially didn't like Slughorn. Draco was considering the long list of things he could have been doing instead of sitting on the grimy classroom when the door squeaked open noisily, the old hinges grinding as metal slid against metal. It was a noise the students were all accustomed to but when the room was as silent as it was, the noise reverberated against the stone walls. The entire class turned to see who was entering the room. Slughorn was not fond of interruptions and if it wasn't important, whoever was causing the interruption would be told off, everyone knew it. A girl entered the room, the same age as everyone else in the class, a sixth year. She had long blonde hair, all the way down to her hips that shone in the lamplight, and striking green eyes that were striking like a cat's. She was tall and thin but she had rather pleasing curves beneath her school sweater Draco observed. She walked with an elegance that was unknown to girls her age and she drew everyone's attention which was surprising since she was walking on feet clad in beaten up vans slip ons. Draco noticed the tell-tale red and gold of Gryffindor detailing her uniform and sighed. He knew that he wanted anyone who could draw that much attention simply by walking into a room, but the whole Gryffindor thing might make it a little more difficult. She walked to the front of the room and handed the professor a piece of parchment that he quickly unrolled and read his eyes quickly sliding back and forth as he took in each word.
"Durmstrang eh?" He asked her with a quirked eyebrow. She nodded in response, some of her long hair falling in her eyes. She quickly brushed it away and gave a meek smile. That single smile did it, Draco couldn't help but be captivated, she was gorgeous.

Slughorn finished reading and turned to the class his voice booming in the silent classroom. "Class, please welcome Annias Quinn, a transfer from Durmstrang" At the mention of Durmstrang the whispering began. Slughorn gave his students a look, "make her feel welcome." He scanned the room with his eyes for a moment and turned to her. "You can sit over there, next to Miss Flemming for now." He pointed to a girl with curly black hair and blue eyes. She looked up when she heard her name called and smiled warmly; moving her books from what would now be Annias's desk space. Luckily for him, Annias was seated directly in front of Draco, and he watched her as she walked to the desk and pulled her chair out. She winced as it made a loud grinding against the floor and Draco couldn't help but smile inwardly. He was surprised that someone who attracted that much attention didn't like it. She sat and Miss Flemming, as referred to by Slughorn, extended a well manicured hand to her.
"Hi, I'm Fiona."

Annias extended a hand as well and shook hers."Annias Quinn." They discussed which houses they were in and soon found that they were both in Gryffindor.
"I don't see much of the Gryffindor tower anymore." Fiona informed her with a wistful look in her eyes

"Why not?" Annias asked, leafing through the textbook Slughorn had provided for her. "You seem to miss it"

. "I'm head girl, I have a separate dorm that the others." Fiona told her. "It's a good position to have, but I miss my friends. Most of us have grown apart since I don't really have the chance to see them much"
"Well at least you get the Head Dorm." Annias told her "I wouldn't mind having a dorm all to myself."
"I don't really have it all to myself." She told her. "I share it with the head boy, Draco." She pointed to him and Draco pretended that he wasn't listening to their conversation. He could feel Annias's emerald gaze 

but he stared down at his parchment, drawing spirals with his quill.
"Draco, say Hi to Annias." Fiona told him.

He glared at her with those cold Malfoy eyes he was renowned for and said,"What makes you think you can tell me what to do?"

"Oh Draco, don't pull the 'Almighty Malfoy' thing on me, I'm just introducing Annias to you"

"So that means you can order me around?" He knew he was being a bastard, but hey, old habits die hard.

Fiona turned to Annias. "You're better off not talking to him anyway." She informed her, shooting Draco another glare. "He's really not worth your attention. In fact, he's not worth anyone's attention. I just put up with him because I have to."

Frustrated, Draco told Fiona to do several lewd things in Latin. Venting made him feel much better. Inappropriate things also made him feel much better. Fiona stared at him in confusion but Annias burst out laughing, earning her a glare from Slughorn. Always good to get the teacher angry on your first day.

Draco regarded her with a raised eyebrow.
"That's not anatomically possible, unless she is a hermaphrodite." Annias choked out.
"What?" Draco asked.

Fiona just looked perplexed.
"What you said…in Latin, it's not anatomically possible." She laughed at Draco's stunned expression and Slughorn broke in.
"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Flemming, if you want to be better acquainted with Miss Quinn, why don't you wait until after class?"
They stopped their conversation for the rest of class afraid of the repercussions that would result from it. Draco was stunned. She spoke Latin? Who was this girl and why couldn't he get her out of his head? Why was he obsessing over a Gryffindor? He knew the answer to that question. She was hot, incredibly hot, and she was a complete mystery to him. Draco had no clue what was going on, but he knew one thing, he wanted to get much closer to Annias Quinn.

After class Annias walked down the hall with Fiona discussing her schedule Fiona had taken it upon herself to show her around the school and their next stop was the DADA room which was conveniently located very close to the Head Dorm. Draco had followed about ten feet behind them the entire time, mesmerized by the sway of Annias's hips as she walked. He wondered how someone simply walking down the hallway could be so incredibly sexy without even trying. If Fiona was taking Annias back to there, he didn't know how well he could control himself. He already wanted to jump on her and seeing her on his couch, he didn't know what he would do.

Draco fell asleep with his astronomy textbook in his lap and his quill still in his hand, knocked out by the dullness of his homework. He was awakened by the opening and then closing of a door. He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw Fiona standing over him. Seeing his roommate that close was unnerving and he threw his book at her.
"Don't do that!" He told her. "It's weird waking up with someone standing over you like that!"
"I was listening." She explained, rubbing her arm where the book had hit her. "Oww! That really hurt!"
"Suck it up." He picked up his ink pot before even more spilled ink leaked up onto the floor. After seeing 

the spill Fiona cleaned it with a flick of her wand. "Listening?" Draco asked.
"Yes, you were talking in your sleep." She chuckled to herself and he immediately knew it was something embarrassing, he just knew it.
"What did I say?" He asked warily.
"Well, you said Annias a few times and there was moaning. Do I need to spell it out for you?"
"Oh god." It was beyond embarrassing. He was MOANING, as in sexual moaning, as in sexual fantasy. Why didn't her remember it? He was sad about that. Any fantasy including Annias would be worth remembering. God this was horrible. The last thing he wanted was for Fiona to know he had the hotts for her friend.
"So you like her?" Fiona asked.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." He played with the tip of his quill, refusing to look at her. She tipped her curl covered head to the side and observed him. For some reason even the simple movement irritated him beyond belief.

"You do don't you? That's why you're denying it!" Because you really do like her!"
Draco hesitated before saying, "Maybe. She's hot. Any sane guy would want to do her!"
"Draco, don't talk like that!" Fiona said, now angry. "Could you for once in your insignificant lifetime treat a girl with respect, not like a piece of meat?"
"Um, no." He didn't treat women like meat, meat didn't do the things a good girl could do… but he really didn't want to discuss women with Fiona.
"Well good luck with Annias." Fiona stood up and began to walk away, but Draco stopped her.
"Wait, what do you mean?"

She turned and raised an eyebrow.
"I mean you're gonna need luck because there is no way she would go out with you."

"I'm not really looking for a girlfriend, more like a…"

"Don't you dare finish that statement"

"What? You don't think she would want me?"

"No, I know she wouldn't want you. She's got a sense of decency. There's no way she would ever consider being with you."
"Every girl says that, until I turn on the charm."
"And she just went through a pretty bad breakup…"
"Who dumped her?" He was curious now. Annias was defiantly not dump worthy. Is she crazy or something? He asked himself That's the only reason he could think of that would make someone dump her. "I mean, maybe I know him."
"Of course you do, everyone does." A few names ran through his head, but they all attended Hogwarts and she went to Durmstrang, so it must be someone who went there… he was stumped. He didn't know many people who went there and the ones he did know he wasn't entirely fond of.

"So who is it?"
"Viktor Krum."
Draco was shocked. Annias dated VIKTOR KRUM? As in the world famous quidditch player? Draco knew he was hot, but even he couldn't compete with that.
"Why did he dump her? Did she not put out or something?"
"STOP TALKING LIKE THAT!" She was angry at him for being so degrading to women in general, but now he was insulting a new friend of hers and she wasn't going to let him do that. "I'll only tell you about 

her if you stop talking like that."
"Fine, fine, just tell me." He was beyond frustrated with Fiona. Draco was not a person who liked being told "no". If he wanted something, he got it.
"Nothing to tell, she wouldn't even tell me why they broke up."
"Okay, so I just went through that for nothing?"

"Went through what? You didn't go through anything!"

"I had to put up with you for about five minutes" He regarded his watch in a superior way. Fiona could practically see his head swell. The boy had a bad attitude and a superiority complex. Someone needed to knock him down a few notches. "Five minutes and forty four seconds for nothing."
She controlled her temper as best she could and bit out,

"Well, not nothing, I could give you advice."
"Advice? Why would I need advice from you?"
"Yeah advice." she examined her nails in a superior way and ignored his comment. "So do you want to know or what?"

"No" He pushed his homework aside and stood up, cursing himself for spilling ink on his new pants. "I don't need any advice from you Fiona. I never will."

"Fine, fine" She said to his retreating back. "You don't have a chance"

"I don't need a chance" He told her. "I'm Draco Malfoy." And with that he slammed his bedroom door, successfully silencing him. Fiona remained in the common room, fuming.

The next day Draco spent extra time getting ready, making sure he looked perfect. As he combed his hair he hoped he would be able to see Annias before class, maybe convince her that he was as charming as he himself knew he could be. Draco knew that eventually even she couldn't resist the Malfoy charm. No girl ever had and he was damn sure that Annias would not be the first.

Unfortunately for Draco, Annias walked into class the moment before it started so he didn't have a chance to talk to her. Instead he watched her. He couldn't help it. Whatever he did, his eyes always rested on her. He admired the way her hair fell down her back, the way the curve of her hips was visible beneath said curtain of hair, even the musculature of her calves and the way they looked when she kept her legs crossed at the ankles. There was something so perfect about her that Draco just knew, no one would ever be the same. He would never come across a girl that appealed to him the way Annias Quinn did.

He knew that he needed to have her. Maybe once he had done her he would stop obsessing as much. Nothing was more tempting than forbidden fruit after all.

Draco knew it was crazy and stalker-ish, but for some reason he felt the need to follow Annias after potions ended. It was the last class of the day so he knew that wherever she was going, he wanted to be. Maybe he could pretend to be interested in something she liked in order to win her favor.

It turned out she was headed to the library, a place Draco rarely visited. She had tossed her bag on the floor by a chair and disappeared into the stacks, in search of some unknown book.

Draco ran a hand through his hair and straightened his tie before following behind her.



Annias was farther in the stacks than he had expected and Draco ended up searching through the towers of musty books. The library was not his favorite spot in the school and he had no clue where to look. He finally came across her sitting in the very back, her back against the shelves, her long legs outstretched in the aisle. He quickly got a glimpse of the title of her book but only saw the word "Medieval". Great conversation starter.

She looked up at him as he approached, probably wondering what the hell Malfoy was doing in the library.

"Hey Annias" He leaned one shoulder on the shelve and crossed his arms over his chest. "How are you?"

She stared at him for a minute as if trying to figure out what he wanted.

"Hi…Draco, right?"

Her face held nothing that would indicate she was kidding. Draco was shocked. Did she really not remember his name?

He continued to stare at her, at a loss for words. Draco couldn't remember an instance in his life where someone had forgotten his name. It's not like Draco Malfoy was a forgettable person. On the contrary, Draco knew he was very very memorable, especially to the ladies.

"Did you need something?" She asked, the look in her eyes almost suspicious. She watched as he floundered for words, finally choking out,

"Umm, yeah." He continued to stare and he must have been unnerving her because she smoothed her skirt and stood, grabbing her pile of books.

"Yeah?" She asked as she carefully arranged the precarious pile in her arms.

"I…I'm...I wanted to know" Draco wanted to smack himself. "I just wanted to know if you…." Quick! Think of something! He told himself "I wanted to know if you knew what our potions assignment was."

Yeah, smooth Malfoy, real smooth.

She looked even more suspicious. "We didn't have an assignment. Slughorn made a big deal out of being lucky we go off so easy. Don't you remember?"

In fact Draco did remember but he had been preoccupied with checking Annias out the entire time.

"No, I forgot" He stood up straight and pushed his sleeves up to his elbows. "Sorry about that"

"No problem" She gave him a wary smile and began to walk off carrying her books with a little bit of difficulty.

"Wait!" He called after her. She turned to see what he wanted and dropped the books on the floor, One by one, hitting the ground with a dull thunk.

"Yes?" She asked as she bent down to retrieve her books. Draco hurried over and grabbed a few before she could. She watched him shrewdly.

"I wanted to help you with your books" He indicated the pile he was holding.



"Oh." She grabbed the rest and then grabbed the few books he had gotten. "Thanks, but no thanks Draco, I can carry my own books" She secured them all in her arms and walked off, leaving Draco alone in the stacks, feeling as if she had smacked him in the face.

For the next three weeks Draco could not get Annias Quinn off of his mind. Everything he saw or thought about reminded him of her. He stopped doing homework and worried about where Annias was. He knew he was crazy, he had stopped following her after the library incident but it didn't help that he saw her in class. Every movement she made was a distraction and every time she spoke she had his full attention, even if it was just idle chatter with Fiona. Draco struggled to convince himself that it was just the fact that he couldn't have her. He was beginning to feel something else, something indefinable that squeezed his chest every time he saw her.

Finally Draco had had enough of pining over her. He decided to send Annias a note in potions class. Maybe if he didn't rely on speaking (since he seemed to lose the ability around her) she would agree to a date. He took a piece of parchment out and wrote on it, "You and Me, Hogsmeade on Saturday?" and folded it into a square, tapping it with his wand three times so it lifted slowly off of the desk and flew over to her, landing on the parchment she was writing on. She turned and looked around, her eyes finally landing on Draco. She looked at him for a moment and then returned her attention to the note. A moment later a paper butterfly came back to his desk he opened it and read a single word, No.

It was the first time in his life Draco had ever been rejected and he wasn't taking it well. Nobody had ever said no. The fact that Annias did was a shock. He knew she was playing hard to get, but she was flat out rejecting him now.

After class Draco caught up with Annias in the hall.
"Is it me?" He asked her "Did I do something wrong?" The fact that he was actually speaking to her was beyond his notice at the moment.
She turned around to face him and he was temporarily stunned by her green eyes, and their depth.
"What do you mean?" She asked. She pushed a lock of hair out of her face and waited for his answer.
"Why don't you want to go out with me on Saturday? I mean I understand the whole hard-to-get thing that you girls do, but come on!"
"Oh, I'm not playing hard to get Malfoy." She smiled a delicate little smile, but it soon faded. "Even in the couple weeks I've been here, I've heard about you Draco." She paused for a moment and he looked confused.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Your nickname is the Slytherin sex god. You use women and leave them without a word. How could you expect me to date you if you have that reputation? Besides, I might catch something." She smirked and left him standing there, stunned. What was that all about? Draco slowly wandered back to the Head Dorm feeling even more rejected than before.