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My name is Pansy Parkinson. I am an average girl with average looks. Everyone who knows me says, I'm a terrible person. That's not true though, I am not a bad person. I was sorted into Slytherin but I am not a bad person. I mean, I can't be. There's absolutely no way -.
"Shit! Watch where you're going!"
I pushed a girl with brown curly hair off of me and walked off.
My head turned back to see that girl, which I can clearly see now is Lavender Brown with a hideous scowl sculpted into the features of her annoying face.
I smirked and mouthed, "Sorry, not sorry."
She crossed her arms and I couldn't help but to throw my head back and laugh as I continued walking towards the usual spot Draco and I have near the Hogwarts train.
Honestly, Lavender should've have watched where she was going. I thought to myself. It's pure stupidity to stand in the middle of the walkway.
My hand masked my smug grin. Perhaps, that's the reason why she didn't get sorted into Ravenclaw.
Pulling my luggage toward the old bench near the train, a soft smile appeared. It was our fourth year of Hogwarts when Draco and I decided this bench would be our spot.
I sighed. Why do I miss him so terribly? An ocean thoughts flooded throughout my mind. I can't help it, I'm such a hopeless girl. All I could think about during the Summer was Draco and I dancing at the Yule ball in our fourth year and being chosen as prefects in the fifth. What was going to happen during our sixth year?
"Oh how time has passed." I whispered under my breath. Draco had only sent a few letters, barely regarding his romantic feelings. In which, I doubt he has none. In most of his letters it stated all of his hatred for Potter, Weasley, and Granger. It seems strange to me now how much he speaks of the three so much. I thought about it for a while, then shook my head vigorously.
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, waiting for Draco at 9 ¾, while everyone else talked to their friends and said their farewells to their families. I, however sat on the bench, cold and alone.
I rubbed my hands together. Bloody hell. Why is he taking so long? For a September morning, it's fucking freezing out here.
As always, Draco is taking his sweet time. He's probably fixing his hair, making sure each strand isn't out a place. I chuckled softly, Draco is the type of guy who would waste time on his hair. His hair always had to look perfect.
I looked around to find Draco but only to see Zabini hopelessly flirt with two beautiful girls, who are way out of his league. I tried to cover my smile when both of their faces fell.
"Wait hold on-" He called out after they ran off.
"Blaise, what'd you say?" I called out.
He glanced over to his side, and stomped over to me.
"Come on, what'd you say?"
He sighed, "Did you just say, 'Lumos Maxima'? Because you definitely turned me on."
"No," I punched him on the arm, suppressing a giggle, "you said that? That's terrible!"
He rubbed his arm, "I know, shut up."
I chuckled, "Those girls were smart enough to run away. Maybe… Even smarter than Hermione Granger."
His face fell and whispered, "You know we have a disliking for that mudblood. To even mention her name, doesn't that put a bitter taste on your tongue?"
I shrugged, "I really don't give a fuck, Zabini."
He rolled his eyes, "You're such a bitch, Pansy."
I leaned in closer with elbows on top of my knees, and chin resting on my hands. "Ha, and that's why were friends, no?"
"I guess so." He said sarcastically. "It's cold out here. I'm going on the train. I suspect you are going to wait for Malfoy?"
"I always do. See ya Zabini."
"Later." He smiled at me and ran off. I watched him go, and swore softly under my breath that I would kill Draco when he comes.
"Hello Parkinson."
I turned my head and looked at a boy with perfectly combed platinum blond hair and alluring light grey eyes. His pale pink lips portraying a smirk. For a moment, I didn't know who he was. The Draco I knew was my height, and had a baby face. The boy in front of me was tall, and had chiseled features.
I narrowed my eyes at his face, I mean seriously. You could cut a diamond with that jawline!
"Pansy? You're face is red."
I averted my eyes, and scratched my head. "D… Draco, how nice of you to show up."
My eyes widening. Shit... Did I just stutter?
Draco chuckled, seating himself on the bench. I bit my lip, watching his body inch toward mine.
"Did you miss me, love?"
I smiled and leaned forward, whispering softly into his ear. "Of course."
I sat back into the bench, as Draco removed the strands of hair on my flustered face. The boy in front of me was different. Whenever, Draco arrived at our usual spot we would immediately leave for the train but he wasn't budging.
"Dra-."
In one instant Draco tenderly kissed my lips.
"Uh… D… Draco?" My fingers brushed my lips, and all of my blood cells flew to my cheeks.
The Hogwarts Express spit out its warning whistle, and I forcibly shook my head.
Draco shrugged, and grabbed a hold of my hand, desperately trying to drag me onto the train.
"Ugh, wait!" I clamoured.
With my free hand, I gripped onto the handles of my luggage and sprinted to the train hand in hand with Draco Malfoy.
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