I know, I know, another new fanfic.
I will update the other ones, I just had to start this because it was in my head and I know it will be good! I don't know how long this will be, but I hope it will be creepy. Please do review!

She was in a bedroom and she was supposed to change the bed sheets.
He told her to- but he wouldn't allow her.

"Sir?"
He smiled at her and took her in for an embrace, but suddenly he seemed to change his mind and tickled her instead. It was so warm, so comfortable…
He was really nice. Really warm.
And she was special; he always told her she was.
Later, she was cleaning and the missus came home.
He gave her chores away from them.

It was all right though; everything was always all right when he winked at her.

Mum told her to be careful, but she didn't understand; she wasn't jumping in front of carriages, was she?

Draco Malfoy woke up screaming in pain. There was something on top of him, and he could smell something was burning. Putting two and two together he kicked the thing off of him and jumped out of bed to look at how bad his burns were.

But… there were none? The pain was quickly fading.

"Bliming-… Good bleeding morning to you too!" Pansy got up from the ground and looked at him angrily; "I got up at six for you to surprise you and you kick me!?"
"I had the weirdest dream…"
"Yeah, whatever." She rubbed her butt and gave him a pointed look; "Well, happy birthday. You should get dressed; you've got ten minutes 'till class."

"Whoa!" Draco nearly jumped; "You've been sleeping on top of me and it didn't occur to you you could wake me up?"
Pansy scoffed; "We figured it'd look good on you to be late for class on a day like this."
"I hate you so much," Draco muttered as he gathered his school uniform.

In the bathroom he combed his hair without paying too much attention to anything. He thrust the toothbrush in his mouth before closing is shirt, and just when he got his tie he noticed there was a big stain in his shirt.
"What the-…" As a member of one of the wealthiest families in the world he couldn't afford showing up anywhere like this! He looked down to rub it off, but it had gone.

The mirror told him otherwise though.

What the… Draco could feel a nervous feeling well up in his stomach and he slowly took the toothbrush out of his mouth. The mirror showed him there was toothpaste dripping out of his mouth, but when he tried to wipe it away, there was none.

Wait a minute… Draco grinned nervously, but the mirror didn't grin along.
The bastards jinxed it, didn't they? Make him sleep in and then scare him senseless?
Right; well if that's how they wanted to play it, that's fine. "Just don't accept any of the cakes they offer," he said to himself with a grin, and bent to pick up his waistcoat.

Wait; his reflection wasn't even bending? Must have been one hell of a jinx…

When he got back up he didn't want to look in the mirror, but his curiosity got the better of him. His reflection was staring straight back at him though…

And continued to do so when he rushed out.