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By Morning Will Be Gone
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Chapter One: That Girl
"Dra-CO, dar-LING!" A horridly screechy voice exclaimed over the hoard of Hogwarts students crowding the platform. Draco twitched with pure dread.
Pansy Parkinson threw herself on top of him, 'ooh'-ing and 'aah'-ing at his newly grown-out platinum blonde hair.
"Pansy, get off of me!" Draco hissed, attempting to get her off by shrugging his shoulders as far away from himself as possible. Apparently, Pansy did not hear, for she gripped his shoulders and shouted, "Drakey-Wakey, piggyback, now!"
Draco fumed as she twisted out of her grasp and made it into the train at last, catching up with his old friend, Blaise. Pansy caught up quickly, trotting behind Draco and occasionally trying to grab his hand, missing repeatedly.
The trio tried to find an empty compartment, but the closest they could find where three, two gossiping and one looking out the window, gazing into the crowd of waving parents, as if looking for her own. The gossiping pair Draco recognized as second-year Ravenclaw students, but the third girl he had never seen before, although she looked about his age.
The Ravenclaw girls gazed upon Draco, giggled, and pranced out of the compartment as Blaise, Pansy, and he sat down. Pansy glared at the third girl, who was still staring off into the distance.
"Excuse me," sneered Pansy after a few silent moments.
Another silent while went by, before the girl turned and her mellow gaze landed on Pansy. "You needed something?" she asked, gently but firmly.
"Yes, I did." Pansy coughed into her first for effect. "I needed you to leave."
Draco looked to the new girl, who he had noticed was already in uniform- Hufflepuff robes. She was slightly good-looking, with clear skin, shiny, dark auburn hair that went to her mid-back, and had good posture, with her hands folded into her lap neatly. Of all her features, however, her eyes was what made his heart jump a little. They were grey, not light grey, but not too-dark of a grey, either. Kind of silvery, with a neat black outline. He had never seen any eyes like it, and, he hated to admit it, but they were gorgeous.
She cocked her head to one side, her half-closed eyes suddenly wide and sparkling as if challenged. "I was here first, was I not?" she said in an amused voice.
"Yes, but Drakey-Wakey and I need private space. You, too, Blaise!" Pansy eyed the unwanted visitors.
Draco looked horrified, and he saw the girl steal a glance at him, humored by his reaction. Her gaze shifted back to Pansy, and she was even allowing herself to smile now. "The castle, I hear, has plently of needed private space. Surely, you can wait? If not, the hallways here are quite empty. Leaving is another option. I daresay I wouldn't mind having a compartment to myself." she went on, seemingly distracted from the point.
"Why!" Pansy reddened a bit. Something in the girls' short rant had set off a nerve.
"Go find another compartment." Draco instructed silently, eyeing the grey-eyed girl. "I'll join you in a moment."
Blaise shrugged, and left without another word, dragging a fuming Pansy along with him. The compartment door swiftly shut.
Silence.
"Drakey-Wakey, is it?"
"Draco. Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." he sneered.
"Right, Draco. Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. And I am Eva. Anton. Eva Anton." she responded.
"Are you mocking me?" Draco asked, letting go of the annoyance growing within him and letting her see his infamous smug smirk.
"Probably, yes." Eva's smile drooped and she slumped back into her seat.
"New?"
"Obvious?"
"I've just never seen you here, is all." Draco stated, with a shrug.
"Yes. Took them four years to realize I hadn't gotten the acceptance letter. Real geniuses they have here." Eva scoffed.
"Got to start from the bottom?" he asked.
"Fortunatley, no. Took me forever to catch up, and then some." Another scoff.
"DRAKEY!"
"I apologize, deeply. I must go suffer now." Draco huffed, flushing.
He muttered before Eva blinked.
"I take it you're not an easy person to get along with, Draco?" she asked, watching him intensely.
Draco looked at her funny. He had spent no longer than three minutes with this girl, and yet she summed up his life with a mere sentence...
"Malfoy to you, Anton." he sneered, reaching out to the door to leave. He slipped out quickly enough, but heard her say quite loudly, "No, no. Malfoy is such a handful to say. I think I'll call you Draco, then. It just rolls off the tongue, hm?"
But then he closed the door.
Walking away, he was kind of red. A voice came into his head that made his knees feel light for a second...
'...I take it you're not an easy person to get along with, Draco?...'
"Anton, what right? My first name? Who do you think you are?", he hissed to himself. The voice came again, answering the question in his mind.
'I am Eva. Anton. Eva Anton.'
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First Harry Potter fic! What do you think? Be brutal! r/r!