Chapter One
Returning
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-Intro.-

Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry is where I went my first four years of schooling. But the summer after my forth year, my, oh so responsible, parents decided to travel the world, the muggle way. And I was left to live with my grandmother, aunts, uncles, and cousins, back in the States. I dearly love them so if was a big worry of mine; except for the fact that the only female remotely my age, was 21, my Aunt Adeline, and that I was put up in a house filled with teenage guys.
My cousins were: Alexander, Henry, Eric, Jack, Anakin, Annabella, and Isadorra. Alexander, Henry Eric, and Jack were all brother. Anakin was the big brother of Annabella, and Isadorra. Alex was, at the time, 12, Henry was 14, Eric was 15, Jack was 16, Anakin was 15, Annabella was 1, and Isadorra was 3. Now every one is two years older.
But now back to my story. I spent that year, my would be 5th, being home schooled by my grandmother, with my cousins.

-School Scene-
We weren't enemies, just interhouse rivals. I was, unluckily, placed in the Slytherin house, but I was the odd man out. I made friends with Gryffindore. Draco Malfoy and I didn't insult each other, just picked at one another the way fumed cousins do. Most of the time I couldn't stand him, and was rather shy at other- as I was around most other boys, but I found ways to tease and torture him any way. Whether it was in his dreams or reality. I gave back at him what ever he threw my way.
I supposed if we had stopped the teasing and actually talked we could have been friends, and don't get me wrong, we weren't, not friends.

-Home Front-
When my parents finally returned from their vacation we moved back to London. The night before I left for Hogwarts I decided to sent my "old friend" a little letter for "old" time's sake.

-Malfoy Dining Hall-
The two of their family, there, were sitting at the dinner table when an owl flew in and dropped a letter on Draco's lap. He held up the red letter, puzzled.
"Draco?" his mother asked, uncertainly.
Bit before either of them could do anything the letter burst open. A loud feminine voice filled the air.
"Malfoy you are the most in despicable and loathsome person I have ever met! You are incredibly crude, and I hope I never have to pleasure of seeing you again." The voice lowered into a whisper, so Draco could scarcely hear. "By the way, look for me tomorrow."
And then it "poofed" into the air and was gone.
"Who was that from," Mrs. Malfoy asked, wide eyed.
"I have no idea," he lied.
The truth was he had a pretty good idea who it was from. He smiled to himself, so as his mother wouldn't see his enjoyment. He had actually missed her much more that he thought he would, in all truth, his life hadn't been as exciting with her gone, and he was force to bully Potty and Weasel more. Which would have been good, except it meant being around them more.

-Home Front-
She could barely sleep. Every now and again she would squirm and become uncomfortable. She was so excited, and who could blame her, she hadn't seen her friends in over a year.
She looked completely different now. "They'll recognize me, won't they?" She kept asking herself. Her Aunt Adeline had spend the past year, from her first week there, making her over, and working her out. "You have so much more potential than you are showing," she would always say.
She put her on a low carbohydrate diet, and had her doing muscle toners every morning before school. She found a way to magically give her hair a slight curl at the end so it wouldn't be "so damn straight". Not only that, but time had worked its magic. Kelsey grew into her body. Her once clumsy legs were now long and muscular. Her boobs had grown, her teeth straightened, hair lengthened, she thinned out, and grew up.
She was ready to go back.

-Platform 9 ¾-
Kelsey said her goodbyes to her cousins and aunt; they had traveled by floo powder to the station, as she boarded the train. She stored her trunk, then went to look around for her friends.
She noticed a few girls standing outside of one of the compartments/cabins and walked over to them with a extremely large smile on her face. Before she was in five feet from them she heard a squeal, and she was bombarded by a large mass of, near tears, screaming, teenage girls.
It took around ten minuets for every one to calm down. Right about then, as they started to move inside the cabin, a familiar someone came by.
"What's the matter girls, did you see a rat, need me to kill it?" It was Draco, with his usual cronies, Crabbe and Goyle behind him.
"Not quite," said Kelsey stepping forward, winking at him as she spoke.
He tried to hide back him smile, "Who is this girl, I know her voice, but it can't be her, she looks too different," he thought to himself.
"So, Malfoy," it was her, he thought, and smiled. "What have you been doing while I was away, from what I hear you've been a busy boy."
He started to blush, but then stopped, "Why am I blushing," he asked himself angrily.
He put on his sexy, smug look. "Oh you know me, always keeping busy."
"Any way you can," she added with a little laugh. She started walking around him, looking him up and down. "You sure have grown up by the looks of it, you look kinda' good."
"You don't look so bad yourself," he looked at her breasts.
"Hey, Malfoy, I'm up here," she lifted his chin.
"You're down there too," he said, his face a little red at being called on where he was looking.
"Yeah, well, those are only looks. You may be a big boy on the outside, but I think, no, I have a feeling; you're still the same little boy you used to be on the inside. Mua," she blew a kiss at him, "now, if you'll excuse us, we have some catching up to do."
She gave him one last wink as she closed the door behind herself. She turned around to see her friends staring at her, open mouthed.
"Did you get courage while you were away too?!"
"Well, you live with four teenage boys and you have to have a quick mouth. That and quick hands if you want to eat."
"Whu." said Courtney, "that's what that was. Hmm.."
"What do you mean?" Kelsey asked puzzled.
"You were flirting with him," Amber said, with an added laugh.
"I was not, I was simply saying my hellos, those were my years worth of insults," she said shocked.
"You called him on looking at your boobs!"
"What I didn't like it, yeah I got some, whoopdie doo!"
"Yeah right," coughed Courtney.
"Yeah I am right!" she laughed, "and you know what, I'm leaving. I'm to go talk to other people who won't accuse me of something so outrageous!"
"Oh you know you missed him!"
"Oh yes, I missed him so much, because you know how much I absolutely love him," she laughed sarcastically.
She stepped out and shut the door behind her. She was looking out the window as she walked, admiring the scenery, not watching where she was going. WHAM! She ran straight into someone and fell to the floor. She looked up to see a guy looking down at her, with a very shocked look on his face.
"Oh I'm so sorry," he said, his eyes wondering all over her body, especially her very, very upper thy where her skirt had been pushed up from the fall. He squatted down next to her with the intent of helping her up.
"No it was my fault I wasn't watching where I was going," she looked up and met his dark, brown eyes they were mesmerizing.
"Neither was I," he laughed. He didn't look familiar to her. "Hi, I'm Castor Zibal, but you can call me Blaiz," he extended his hand.
She laughed, "Where'd you get Blaiz from? Your last name?" she took his hand.
"Yeah," he smiled, "how'd you guess?"
She shrugged, smiling, "Just smart I guess," she winked, he kept a hole of her hand, "my name is Kelsey by the way, Kelsey Marius."
He burst out laughing. "You're the infamous Marius? I like you already."
"What do you mean," she asked, brows furrowed.
"You're the only one who insults Draco with his side kicks around, let alone insults him, and gets away with it; with the exception of his close friends of course."
"I didn't know I was so well know."
"Oh you have no idea, missed too. Draco's been getting pretty full of himself lately. Welcome back," he shook her hand and helped her to her feet. "You are much different that I would have thought you to be."
"How so?"
"I thought that you would be intimidating, you look pretty harmless to me."
"It's always the innocent looking ones that can do the most damage," she laughed.
He smiled and stepped out of the way, "I won't hold you up any longer."
"See you around," she said walking past him.
"Oh you can count on it," he smiled, his eyes tinkling.
She started walking away, but was soon cornered by Draco.
"Hello Marius, that was a lovely performance you put on back there," he laughed, thoroughly amused.
"Why thank you Malfoy. That means a lot coming from you. But right now I have-" she started to walk away, but he cornered her to the wall, putting his hands on the wall on either side of her. She raised her eyebrow.
"I loved that little message you sent me yesterday."
"Oh I knew you would." She paused. "Now if you don't mind, I really must be on my way."
"Well you see, the thing is, I actually do mind. We haven't gotten to say a proper 'hello' and I have some catching up to do with you." He took her hand and pulled her into the nearest cabin. Crabbe and Goyle were sitting down staring at one another. Draco cleared his throat and they got up and stood outside the door.
"No, really, you guys don't have to leave," she said to them.
"No, really, they do," said Draco, and he closed the door behind them and sat down opposite of her.
"So, Malfoy, what do you want to talk about? Please do make it quick, I have to go greet others, and still change my robes."
Draco popped his head out the door and said something to Crabbe, he came back a minuet later with Kelsey's robes, but just held them.
"Let's talk about you."
"Okay. what about me?"
"All of you."
"Okay, you go first."
He sat thinking for a while. "What did you do while you were gone?"
"One thing first, I wasn't gone, just away."
"Okay. while you were away," he laughed.
"Grew up," she said bluntly.
"Yes, I can see that."
"What did you do?"
"Insulted without interruption or correction."
"So I've heard." She sighed. "This is lovely and all, but I really must get changed."
Draco reached his hand out the door and took Kelsey's things from Crabbe. "Here, I must change as well."
"Hah, no way, I have to change my blouse as well."
He shrugged. He pulled of his shirt and switched it out for another. She got a quick glimpse of his bare chest and her stomach jumped. "Well if he can do it," she thought. She turned her back to him and pulled off her t- shirt. She slipped on her blouse and buttoned it up as she turned around. She left the top few unbuttoned and showed cleavage. She pulled on her robe and sat back down, Draco was staring at her playfully.
"What." she asked, seeing his smile.
He flashed his eyes at her. "You're not the little girl you used to be."
"I'm not a lot of things I used to be. Besides, you're not too little yourself," she thought about that quick glimpse of his chest.
"Ant ah, no no no, this conversation is about you, not me," he said deviously.
"What are you getting at?" she asked awkwardly.
He just laughed. "Do I intimidate you?"
"Like hell you do!" she stuck her tongue out at him.
"I used to," his gaze dropped to her breasts, "there is always some reason to be around you."
"Hey! Seriously, Malfoy, stop looking at my breasts."
"Why?" he laughed.
"Because, it wrong."
"No it's not, I'm a guy, this is what I do."
"Fine, you know what, look at them, I don't care, touch them for all I care, they're nothing but fat anyways."
His eyes lit up and the started to stand up. "I'm just playing with you, you know that right?"
"Well, I kinda' guess as much, but you're not usually one to play."
"Only with you, but then I guess I have changed." He paused, staring to her eyes. "I have a proposition . How about this year, we are one friendly terms, like you and Roche, or even. Potter.

She laughed out loud. "Me and Potter?! Malfoy I think you're going to soft. But speaking of Harry, I must go and say 'hi'. About your 'proposition', I think I'm kinda' liking it the way it is, but we'll see. Good day, are revoir, voyage juste!"
"Wait," he stood up and cornered her to her door, towering over her. "I have to tell you," he stepped closer, "when it comes to you," his body was now against hers, "resistance is a turn on." He leaned down very quickly and brushed his lips over hers before opening the door and letting her out.
She stepped out the door, her mind all jumbled as she made her way down the train. That wasn't necessarily a kiss, but what was it? That was sure as hell not the Draco Malfoy she knew. Maybe this year would be much different, maybe not. But she expected it to be a crazy either way. And at the thought of it, she was thinking she was going to like it.