Rating: Mature

Warning: None right now, but wait for later. *evil cackle*

Disclaimer: NOT MINE! The original credit belongs to J.K Rowling and the Warner Bros

Chapter 1

Draco sighed and shifted around, trying to get comfortable on the sofa as he stared up at the ceiling. He pursed his lips, his mind skipping through the past year as he relaxed, his body sinking into the cushions. It had been hell, returning to school after the war, with the students and teachers alike giving him the cold feeling of animosity. Except for one, and of course it was the World Savior, which was Harry bloody potter.

The boy was no longer just a boy, but a man in all rights. He had grown into someone respectable and kind, with a body rippling with muscles and a smile that caused you heart to stop. Draco had gone through such changes as well, more noticeable then Potters.

Since his father was in Azkaban, his life was less strained. His mother, of course, didn't like her husband so far away, so she visited frequently and stayed for hours at end. With his father gone he felt like a burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and if you asked anyone in Hogwarts they would all say he was more relaxed, with less attitude and more humor than he had had before Voldemort was defeated.

Of course he was still friends with Pansy and Blaise, but they also had changed in the same ways he had. It was different, not being the one who bullied and picked on others, but instead helped when needed and took care of people who pushed others around, and it was a nice feeling, and not all together unwelcomed.

School was going splendidly, with his potions studies promising many jobs in the future and his grades more than satisfactory. His teachers, many of them new, were fine, with only little hiccups in between. His dorm was no longer the Slytherin dorms in the dungeons, but a usually empty, now full, chamber in between the Gryffindors dorm and the Slytherins dorm to accommodate the 'eight years' who had returned to finish their studies.

Students from Hufflepuffs to Gryffindors had settled in with only a few insults and arguing. Now they didn't really care whose house you were in, instead becoming unlikely friends. Look at Hermione and Pansy, they had grown close and told each other everything. It was a startling union, but one that really wasn't surprising when you thought about it.

Thinking of Pansy she decided to grace him with her presence and sit with him on the couch, sending him a sunny smile. "Hello Draco." She said cheerfully, leaning back and crushing his legs, which were stretched out on the cushions.

He cursed at the pain and withdrew his legs, swinging them off the couch as he sat up, his shoulder pressing into Pansy's. "Hello my beloved Slytherin witch. What does the beautiful lady want of little old me?" He teased, grinning lopsidedly when Pansy huffed and punched his arm.

"Nothing if you don't stop your joking." She sneered, her brows pinching together. She liked to be teased by Draco, but would never show it. "I have something for you by the way." She announced suddenly, rummaging around her robes and finally pulling out a small vanilla envelope.

Draco frowned and reached out for it, his eyes narrowing when Pansy just grinned and kept it out of reach. "Give it." He ordered, his pale hand outstretched.

Pansy snorted, scouting farther away from the blonde. "Oh I don't think so, not until you take back your earlier insult." She huffed offended.

Malfoy blinked, exasperated. "What the hell Pansy! That was a compliment." He said, defending himself against the crazy witch. "I said you were beautiful! How the hell is that an insult?" He asked, his eyebrow raised in question.

Pansy grinned, shaking her head. "It was your tone of voice you vile eel." She said calmly, her eyes widening when the blonde lunged at her.

"Vile eel my arse!" He shouted, wrestling with the Slytherin girl and tickling her. "I'll show you an eel you bloody bint!" Malfoy exclaimed, his fingers dancing down her sides.

Pansy gasped and gave a high pitched squeal, struggling from the boys grasping hands, laughing hysterically all the while as she stretched her arm, putting the package out of reach from the blonde. "HAHA! Malfoy! Stop already!" She wailed, tears streaming down her face as she giggled.

Draco chuckled but didn't relent. "No! Not until you apologize for calling me an eel!" He demanded laughingly, his gray eyes shining with amusement.

"NEVER!" Pansy shouted, hooting when Draco wiggled his fingers into her armpits and tickling her, going for her weak spot. "AH! Draco! Stop!" She growled, gasping and cackling until she finally admitted defeat, throwing the package at the blondes face and feeling disappointed when the Slytherin caught it.

"Thank you." Draco said as he rolled his eyes, snorting when Pansy just huffed and remained sprawled over the sofa cushions. He sat back and turned the small package around, frowning when there was no name besides his, which was scrawled along the bottom of the envelope. "Do you know who it's from?" He asked, glancing over at the Slytherin witch.

Pansy shrugged, stretching and smacking her lips. "No clue, it just showed up by owl a little while ago. I thought it was for me, but it's addressed to you." She said a little disappointed, her lips pulling into a pout.

Draco chuckled and looked back at the package, shaking it gently. He frowned and tore it open, his eyes widening at what was inside. Nestled in paper was a small figurine of a snake, made of spun glass with black runes over its body, the small letters creating the image of scales. Its small eyes were silver crystals, glinting with deeper colors. The lower half of its body was coiled to let it stand upright, its upper half a graceful curve that made the head dip low and eyes to stare up at you.

Draco gasped, his eyes wide as he stroked the glass neck with a pale finger, the coolness of crystal caressing his skin as he rubbed the snake's clear body. "It's gorgeous." He breathed, cupping the small snake in his palm and holding it up closer to his face. On closer inspection he realized that thin veins of green spiraled throughout the small body of the snake, glinting a dark forest green in the sunlight.

He gazed at the figurine with awe, suddenly wanting to know who gave him such a wondrous gift. He cupped the snake in one hand and rummaged around the box until he felt the roughness of paper, quickly pulling it out and reading it, feeling his heart beat faster.

Dear Draco,
This gift is for you and only you. When I first saw it walking down the streets of London, I knew I had to get it, no matter what. It reminded me of you, with all your pale beauty and dark splendor. You are the one I thought of when I saw this small piece of spun glass. I hope you like him but unfortunately I don't have a name for the little guy, so I expect you to come up where I have failed.
-From your secret admirer

Draco gapped like a fish out of water, his eyes wide as he read and re-read the letter, his eyes scanning the writing to try to identify the writer, but with no luck. He looked between the paper and snake, a curl of something warm withering in his stomach. His head suddenly snapped up, his eyes meeting Pansy's. "P-Pansy." He stuttered, his heart squeezing when he saw the look of shock on the Slytherins face. "Please tell me you know who this is?"

Pansy shook her head, sitting up and gazing at the snake with awe. "No, I'm sorry Draco but I don't." She said honestly as she reached up and grabbed the letter from Malfoys limp fingers. She read it and smiled, glancing at Draco from beneath her lashes. "Well, it seems not everyone hates you." She said teasingly, handing the letter back to Draco.

The Slytherin stared at her, not seeming to get the joke. "Pansy. I need to know who this person is. Right now." He said as he went to get up, palming the small snake carefully in his hand.

Pansy's eyes widened and she grabbed Draco's wrist, careful not to knock the snake from his hand as she stood with him, stopping him from tearing through the door in search of his secret admirer. "Draco, you can't. It's useless." She said, tugging Draco back to sit on the sofa. "You won't be able to find this person."

Draco turned to her, opening his mouth to ask why when Pansy held up her hand, forestalling his snarled comments. "Trust me. If this person wanted you to know who they were they would have given it to you in person, or signed the letter at the very least. And where would you start? You have no leads, with no idea where the gift was bought, or who in this school was in London this weekend. If it was even during this week." She insisted, staring into Malfoys eyes. "I know you want to find this person, and I understand how you feel." She said with a smile, glancing down at the beautiful snake that was held between the blondes hands, the letter clutched in between his fingers.

"But you can't just go tearing through the school asking who it was. And you know as well as I do that this person most likely went to great lengths so you wouldn't find out his identity." She said, her voice suddenly soft as she gazed at the blonde with undisguised affection. "And if I'm not wrong, I think this person will make you fall hard before meeting you. I also believe that this gift is not the only one."

Draco pursed his lips and then expelled a huge sigh as he nodded. "Alright, you got me." He said defeated and staring down at the letter and snake with disappointment. "I just wish I knew who it was."

"Oh don't worry, you'll find out soon enough."

Im sorry it's been so long! I was on break and shopping for christmas presents! this is going to be a fanfic filled with lust and a little bit of mystery, on account of Dracos secret admirer. I hope you liked this little teaser, and before i forget, should Draco bottom or top? all up to you unless someone is stupid enough to think this is a straight fanfic! because its not! well, i hpe you review and favorite. until next time!