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Disclaimer: The song lyrics by Swish and Flick are from "Swish and Flick", "Slytherin Weekend", "Love Me Luna", "Cho Chang" and "Like A Death Eater".

The next morning, I woke up to find Draco still sleeping through the radio clicking on to wake me up. He looked kind of cute and innocent when he wasn't smirking. He had a tiny, more genuine smile. That was, until I shook him awake.
"Hello!" I almost yelled. "You need to get up and out of my room so I can get dressed!"

"OK, OK, I'm getting up." Draco mumbled, for once, not perfectly composed in an old-fashioned nightshirt, longer than my nightdress. "By the way, I have my clothes in the room." For the first time, I noticed the case tucked in the corner of the room. I picked it up, put it outside and then shoved Draco out with it. "You get dressed in the bathroom, OK. If you have to be with me, we're leaving eight thirty."

I pulled on my faded jeans and red T-shirt with cute little cartoons of horror movie characters' faces, laced up my high-top Converse, and then applied mascara, eyeliner, moisturiser and lip gloss.

Just as I was carefully finishing the gloss, I heard Draco from the outside. "Does it really take you that long to get ready?" he drawled. "I've been out here for five minutes."

I opened the door. He was dressed a little bit formally, although not in a suit, thank God. I still sighed at him. "Well, it looks like we're going to have around a thousand university students meeting you." I said.

"University?"

"Further study after finishing school." I informed Draco. "It improves our chances of being qualified. Although I'm pretty aware that you won't have any qualifications, since you never went to a normal school. At least muggleborns and some halfbloods will have a basic understanding of this kind of thing. You never even took Muggle Studies, did you?"

"Purebloods don't need to know about Muggles." Draco said in his most superior tone. "How was I to know that getting out of your head was going to leave me without magic and sticking to your side? I can't move more than 500 metres away from you!"

"Why don't you?" I asked. "Move 500 metres away, if it's that far."

Draco smirked. "Well, I suppose it's nice to have someone who knows you close." he said. "Not to mention that you didn't seem to mind falling asleep in my arms last night."

I blushed scarlet. "That was completely innocent!" I said. "You said you were just trying to help me get warmer, and that's how I saw it."

"Oh, don't worry." Draco said coolly. "I didn't do anything. Just seems like you could've liked it a lot less." He surveyed my outfit. "That's what you're wearing?"

"What's the problem?" I questioned. "All students wear this kind of thing. If anything, you should be dressed more casually."

He looked at me critically. "You could look much prettier. Like if you wore a skirt, do something with your hair..."

I groaned at him. "You have no right to tell me how to do my hair or what to wear!"

Draco held up his hands. "Okay, just take it easy." he said patronizingly. "If you ever change your mind, I wouldn't mind helping you style your hair..."

I sighed, and gave in. "Okay. How do you think I should wear my hair?"

I ended up walking into university with my hair in a side ponytail, which no one noticed. They had noticed my silver Seventies boots, which Draco had mentioned last night, but no one had even commented when I had my hair streaked with blonde.

I had Draco hanging around me all day. He didn't have to come into my classes with me if I was near the door, but he would have to sneak into my lectures, although I didn't have any that day. I tried to avoid introducing him to anyone, but people were definitely seeing him. No one looked straight through him, so I wasn't imagining it. As I explained to Draco "The majority of people will know your name. You know that, right?"

"I got through people you talked to that stuff that happened at Hogwarts was pretty much common knowledge." Draco admitted. "But I'm from your story."

"And the same things happened!" I pointed out. "You still think you're better than everyone else because you're pureblooded and you're still a true Slytherin. And now you think you could get any girl you wanted."

"Well," Draco said, with complete confidence, "Judging by everything you've said, I can."

I raised an eyebrow and scowled. "No, you can't."

Draco's grey eyes glittered silver. "You want me to prove it?"

I caught his meaning immediately. "No!" I scowled.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to do anything." Draco said. "But we are stuck together for the foreseeable future."

It was my turn to smile. "So that means you're going to have to learn about this world. Not only that, but you'll have to do quite a few things – the first of which is getting a new name."

Draco thought for a moment, then he looked up. "Let's just say," he said with a smirk, "That everyone calls me Dragon."

I nodded. "Right, Dragon." I said, trying out the name. "So I'll just call you that when we're out."

Draco nodded, with the smirk still fixed in place. "Well, it looks like we're both going to be around each other tonight as well. Mind teaching me where I come in?"

I spent that whole night showing him stuff about our the world he'd come from – mainly the band Swish and Flick's songs, which had a lot of stuff about him. For example:

"Think twice if you're nice cause I only date the bad boys, like Draco and the Malfoys..."

"Pansy likes Draco but she's willing to share, once we had a threesome after playing Truth or Dare..."

"I love Draco and he's all right..."

"Take any boy, just keep your hands off Malfoy..."

"Draco is delicious..."

And of course, the song named after Draco himself. A basic ode to him. I blushed when he persuaded me to show him parody songs that other people on YouTube had written, with lyrics like "My boyfriend's the hottest wizard", "The taste of the Slytherin Prince", and "The hottest Seeker in the school, and all my friends say 'save a broomstick, ride a wizard'". I wasn't joking. I got the most satisfaction from the fact that Draco's face gained a little bit of colour – his way of blushing – when I showed him the song by a guy that asked him to "Slytherin through my window". It was a nice change from his air of smugness when I showed him Swish and Flick's songs.

"I'm just a bit surprised." he protested when I confronted him. "I'm straight, you know I am."

That night, I collapsed into bed, very tired from the stress of the day. It was, again, a cold April night. I'd told Draco he'd have to sleep on a mattress outside my room, but he opened the door to my room anyway, and stood over me for a moment.

"You're shivering again." he commented.

"Go away." I muttered, even though he was right.

"I can't just leave you frozen." Draco insisted. "Then no one would be there to help me."

I didn't have the strength to argue. "Fine." I muttered. " 'Slyther' in."

"Happy to."

As he had last night, Draco didn't do anything past appropriate, but this time, he pulled me closer, as well as wrapping one arm around me. I had to admit, it felt okay, and it was a lot warmer. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

A bit more fun stuff will come up in the next chapter, I promise. As well as you keep reviewing, that is!