"Evelyn!"

I gazed up from my Cosmo magazine to see who was yelling at me.

"Hermione! Thank God you're here! I was beginning to wonder if I'd have to spend the whole year alone with Harry and Ron. And I've gotta say, after much thought, I don't think I could do it."

"I've missed you so much! I'm so jealous you got to spend your summer in Cuba!"

"Hey now, it wasn't that great, don't be jealous. There was only one cute guy the whole time and he was too much of a prude to even try anything. So all in all, no action for Evelyn all summer." I attempted the most pathetic pout to show my disappointment.

"Oh Evie, is that all you think about? Come on, let's go to school!"

She grabbed my hand and dragged me through the train station to platform 9 3/4.

"You know the novelty of having to run through a brick wall just to get to school still hasn't worn off after all these years, Mione."

"Well I'm glad you take pleasure in the simple things in life."

We managed to find our way into an empty compartment and waited for Harry and Ron to arrive. As if on queue, the compartment door slid open and in walked my two other best friends.

"Hey Hermione, hey Evelyn," Ron said, clearly eying up Hermione while adding his greeting to me as an afterthought.

"Hey Ron, how was your summer? Did you miss us terribly?"

"Totally. Mum kept bugging me to call you guys to come over, so I kept having to tell her that you were in Cuba and Hermione was busy doing God-knows-what kind of studying."

"That's our Mione. Always a bookworm. What about you Harry, how was yours?"

"Pretty good. I'm excited to be back though."

"Me too."

We continued chatting for most of the train ride until I remembered I should change into my robes before we arrived at school.

I stepped out of the compartment with my robes in hand and proceeded to walk down the long narrow hallway towards the women's washroom until I received the very pleasant feeling of being pushed into the wall.

"Watch it, Summers!"

Oh great. Pansy. I'd almost forgotten the bitch even existed.

"Honestly Pansy, I'd hoped you'd have grown out of acting like a child over the summer but obviously my dreams didn't come true. Seriously Draco, I don't know how you can stand being around that thing."

I accidentally brushed my hand against Draco's as I passed him and went into the washroom. I looked back to see his reaction but it appeared as though he didn't even notice.

I changed into my robes, making sure my skirt was just a bit higher than last year without being too slutty. I figure if you've got it, flaunt it, but always leave them wanting more.

As I walked back to my compartment I was happy to see that Draco and Pansy had vacated the hallway to leave me in peace.

I slid open the compartment door, "Hey guys, come on, the trains just pulling in. Let's make sure we can all get in the same carriage this year."

Ron gave me an all-knowing look. "What? You don't want to ride with Draco again? But I thought you and him got on so well, Evie."

Harry piped in, "Yeah, I thought you too made mad love together last year. I'm pretty sure I'm not making that up. Right Ron?"

"Oh shut up you two, I hate you so much."

The sorting was just as boring as ever. I attempted to look at least a bit interested whenever someone was put into Gryffindor but I was more focused on how I had missed breakfast and was currently starving.

Finally, the sorting had finished and the food magically appeared in front of us. I attempted to be as lady-like as possible while still filling up my plate with food.

Ron, in his oh so graceful way, yelled at me and said "Hey Evie, Pansy's been giving you a death glare all night. What happened?"

I thought about my little run in with her and Draco on the train earlier. "Well nothing, really. I tried to insult her but that's nothing different than usual. Maybe she's jealous of my wicked tan that I got."

"Oh that's gotta be it. She's so icky."

I giggled, "Yes Ron, totally icky."

We finished up dinner and started to make our way back to the common room.

"Hey guys, I'm just gonna go and freshen up a bit. I'll meet you there."

"Okay, but don't take too long and be careful," Harry smiled at me.

"Don't worry Daddy, I'll be fine."

I stepped out of the washroom after applying some lip gloss and proceeded to make the long trek towards the common room.

"Hey Summers!"

Oh dammit. Let's try to be civil this time.

"Hey Malfoy. What do you want?"

He grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the nearest empty classroom.

"Malfoy what are you doing? Let go of me!"

He stopped and let go of my wrist and walked towards the door and closed it. He turned back to face me and started stepping closer.

"Was there something you wanted to say or something"

He ignored my comment and just kept coming closer to me, causing me to step further back from him until I literally reached a brick wall.

I wasn't really sure what was going on or what I should say. I started to get nervous, he'd never acted like this around me before. Our conversations usually include us yelling at each other until we get detention and then we just yell at each other some more.

He was less than a foot from me now and staring at my lips. "Summers."

I gulped, "Yes Malfoy?"

He didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and gently touched the collar of my shirt, his hand inching downwards until it reached my top button.

"Draco what are you doing?"

"Shut up, Evelyn."

Okay. I can definitely shut up.

He took his other hand and undid my top button, going for the second. He leaned his head closer to mine until his lips were only centimetres from mine. I'm sure he could feel my breathing getting heavier now. It's not like I hadn't been in similar situations before, it's just that I never expected to be in this kind of situation with HIM.

I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to control myself for much longer.

"Draco"

"Yes?"

The door swung open.

"What are you two doing here? You're supposed to be up in your dormitories. Come on, move it!"

"Yes Professor McGonagall."

He leaned in and whispered, "Nice tan, Summers."

And with that he left. Leaving me dumbfounded and a hot mess.