Disclaimer: All the places and people in this fanfiction to J.K Rowling, however the plot belongs to me.
A/N: Hi everybody. I have finally decided to write a fanfiction, thanks to Marissa and Alex who persuaded me so much I felt like throttling them but nevertheless I thank them for their support and assistance.
Chapter 1: Lively Luggage
Most people can be silent;
Only a few at the right time.
Draco Malfoy was standing in the doorway of his room, inside was a massive bed covered in a grey silk quilt. He walked across the threshold, silent steps to the cupboard. He opened it and took out a box encrusted with opals. Inside was a red rose that smelt so pleasant that Narcissa Malfoy smelt it from the kitchen. She rushed to Draco's room and found Draco staring blankly at the blood red rose.
"Draco darling are you ok?" Asked Narcissa.
"Yeah I think I will be," Said Draco ambiguously.
"Well make sure your trunk is ready for tomorrow and this time tomorrow you'll be off to Hogwarts huh," Sighed Narcissa with a dreamy expression on her face.
Draco had finished packing his trunk and sat down at the dinner table. His mind was full of contradictions and questions.
I can't give her the flower. She hates me, she'll never accept me.
Oh but then again she can't possibly resist the charms of a Malfoy especially one that is in close proximity with her. A Malfoy that is alluring, appealing, tempting and not to mention red hot. Oh when I touch myself I burn.
Yes, but that's not the point. Weasel will probably die from shock and Potty will poo in his pants from the pain. (Of constipation of course)
Who cares about them, just do what you have to do and be done with it.
Alright, I, Draco Malfoy will give her the flower and tell her I… I… well you know
"DRACO I have been calling for the past fifteen minutes. I do expect utmost attention, precise answers and reasonable questions from you as you are a true Malfoy. (I hope, added Lucius Malfoy in afterthought.) So are you ready for your trip back to Hogwarts for your seventh year?" Finished Lucius.
"Um… yes father I must leave now. I must travel a journey so deep with depth that your ears will squirm and squeal with fear upon hearing it." Said Draco, his voice saturated with derision.
Draco arrived at platform 9 ¾ with his mother.
"Ok mother you can leave now. You mortify my heavenly presence by merely existing. Run along now," Commanded Draco.
"Oh Draco, don't be cynical. Have fun and study well. Farewell," Reprimanded Narcissa.
She left and Draco sighed with relief. He spotted Blaise Zabini, a tall black boy with slanted violet eyes.
"My god, whoever gave you the idea to do the Changing Eye Colour Charm is really in the head. Listen from now on I don't know you." Said Draco contemptuously.
"Well at least I don't have blonde hair and grey eyes, who the hell digs that? Oh yeah I know who does good old Eloise Midgeon. Her pimples match so well with your face." Retorted Blaise.
"Say what you want Zabini, I thank god everyday for not having a girl's name. And violet eyes." Added Draco and walked off to his compartment.
As Draco was walking, something abruptly pushed his trunk which twisted causing Draco to fall on top of that person.
Right there on top of Draco was……….
A/N: Hahahahahahahahaha suckers, guess y'all have to wait for the next chapter. See ya later ;)