This story is dedicated to my friend Lil Miss Barton (check out her account and soon her story for meeee) for her birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

This is also my first Mary Sue fic, so flame me if you like. Just don't do anything to Lil Miss Barton, this is for her birthday, after all.

*I don't own the characters. I own the depressing story I put them in.*

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Happy Birthday

Chapter one: Sorting

The Great Hall was buzzing with excitement.

Draco sauntered in, as usual, took his place between Crabbe and Goyle, as usual, but was unusually puzzled.

"What's going on?" he asked "What's everyone so excited about? And – what's with the Sorting Hat? We're in the middle of a school year."

"We're getting new students!" squealed Pansy Parkinson from across the table. "They're going to be in our year! Oh, I just hope they're in Slytherin…"

Then, right on cue, the doors leading from the Entrance Hall opened and in came Professor McGonagall came in, leading two girls. Draco couldn't see their faces properly because of the distance, but he could tell that one of the girls had very long brown hair, reaching past her waist.

The three stopped in front of the stool holding the Sorting Hat. Professor McGonagall took from her pocket a roll of parchment – why bother, thought Draco, there's only two of them – and read out, "Luchien, Viola". The girl with the long brown hair stepped forward.

So that was her name. Viola Luchien. It sounded French to Draco, but if she was French, why didn't she go to Beauxbatons? It didn't take long to Sort Viola. When she put the Hat on, it began to chuckle. And then –

"SLYTHERIN!"

the whole Slytherin House went wild, cheering, clapping, some even giving Viola a standing ovation. Draco started to stand up as well, but he accidentally knocked his spoon to the floor and had to get it. Since having Crabbe and Goyle sitting on either side made it impossible for him to crawl under the table to get it, he took out his wand and said, "Wingardium Leviosa".

Immediately the spoon began to rise up into the air, but Draco, who was concentrating, started when the heard his fellow housemates (A/N: is that a word?) fighting for Viola to sit with them, he lost concentration, his spoon banged onto the underside of the table and fell back onto the floor with a clatter. Thus, Draco had to start again.

When he finally succeeded in getting his spoon back, the second girl was getting Sorted and Viola Luchien was sitting next to Pansy Parkinson, who had apparently won the 'get Viola' battle. Since Viola was sitting just across the table from Draco, he had the chance to get a good look at her.

That was when he noticed how truly beautiful she was.

Draco wasn't paying attention when the second girl walked over to the Ravenclaw table. He didn't hear the cheers of the Ravenclaws or the boos of the other Slytherins. He didn't hear Dumbledore's speech welcoming the new students, nor did he see the food appearing on the table and Crabbe and Goyle scoffing everything in sight. He only saw Viola.

Suddenly, Viola looked up at Draco and smiled at him. He realised that he was staring like an idiot, his mouth wide open. Snapping it shut, he tried to speak but all he could manage was "Hi," in a squeak.

"Hi," replied Viola, and then she frowned because Draco looked so discomposed. "Um…"

"Oh, that's Draco Malfoy," said Pansy Parkinson, batting her eyelids at Draco. "Isn't he cute?"

viola smiled again, this time a bit forcedly, but it had the same effect on Draco as the first one did. He turned red and he felt like he could melt.

Anyday now, the staff and students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry could be putting on exhibitions of the Draco Malfoy puddle, and tell the amazing story of The Boy Who Melted.

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sorry that this chapter's so short, Lil Miss Barton… it really looked long on paper, I swear…

next chapter will be much better… I swear…but for now, over and out.