Name: Ashley
Age: 16
Boyfriend: Draco (since 4ever)
Best Friends: Pansy, Millicent
House: Slytherin
Year: 2007, 6th (year in Hogwarts), November 5th
Hair: Long, blonde with side bangs (like Ashley Tisdale)
Eyes: brown
Personality: Flirtatious, sly, cunning, sexy

Ashley was in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Draco and her sit by each other.

"Draco, I have a big secret to tell you." she whispered.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I love you." she said with a sly grin on her face. Draco reached over to her face, held her neck and kissed her passionately. It was amazing! He was an awesome kisser. "Draco, he's watching us," she said after pulling away slightly. Apparently, Draco had his eyes closed as he kissed Ashley.

"Oh...." Draco said blushing and noticing Snape standing in front of their desks. The fact that he was blushing put some color in his pale face.

"Ooooooooooo" said the class as one voice.

"I guess I'll let this one slide since this is the first time you've kissed in my classroom, but not next time," Snape warned. Ashley knew that Snape let them go because they were his favorites and that they were in his house.

After class, Draco told her to meet him in his room right after dinner. He also told her to make sure no one followed her.

"Okay" she said with yet another sly grin because she had a pretty good idea of what they were going to do. She went up to her room after dinner to put some thing hot on. Ashley picked an aqua tube top and kaki Capri's. She sprayed So....desirable on her neck and wrists. She opened her door to see a trail of black roses leading to Draco's room. She smiled to herself and knocked on his door.

Ashley was greeted by his lips crashing down on hers. He led her - still kissing - to his luxurious bed and fell back. "So.....Why did you invite me here?" Ashley asked teasingly.

He simply thrust his lips upon hers again and sliding his tongue into her mouth. He started to slip his robes off when Ashley pulled apart from him.

"Draco, we can't. I know that I love you and you love me, but we're only 16."

"Well, technically, I'm 17," he pointed out.

"I know, but just because we're of age, doesn't mean we have to."

"I understand." Draco brushed his hand across her cheek and caressed her lips. He then started kissing her. Ashley felt it deepen and then his lips moving lower on her face to her neck, occasionally stopping to suck.

They fell asleep cuddling and watching Nightmare on Elm Street.

The next day, they awoke by Ashley's great owl. It was a notice that there was going to be a Christmas formal dance. You had to wear a dress or tux. Just then a barn owl from the school shot through the window. She picked the note clutched in its beak. It said:

"Dear Ashley,
You are so beautiful, and I want you to wear some thing beautiful to the dance. I hope you like it. Will you go with me?
Love,