A/N- never actually thought I'd get round to updating this so quickly, but here it is! :D Think i've got about 16 or so more chapters to come, but they're not very long, so don't expect a back breaking essay :3.

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Ebony got out of bed, dressing herself casually in a pair or turquoise jeans and a black top. She wore a lot of blue and black; they were her favourite colours. The school was going to Hogsmeade today, but Ebony couldn't go with Luna, as Luna said she had a lot of homework to catch up on.

Ebony headed to the entrance hall, where they were lining up to leave, and she joined the queue. Most kids were in jeans/leggings and a hoody, as it was chilly; but Ebony didn't feel the need to wear one as she liked the cold.

Filch ticked their names of one by one and they were allowed out into the grounds towards the gates, where they were getting on the 'self-drawn' carriages. Ebony could see the thestrals, having witnessed her father passing from cancer. Her mum had a hard time earning money and supporting the family as she only worked as a maid at the Leaky Cauldron.

Hogsmeade was beautiful, remote and quiet in the middle of a forest; no one could ever find the wizarding folk here. All was silent other than the odd bird's song and a chattering group of teenagers visiting from Hogwarts. Ebony stretched, jumping off the carriage, already heading towards her favourite shop: Honeydukes.

Swiftly she walked inside, embracing the warmth of the shop. She had never seen or smelt anything sweeter than Honeydukes, the shop always felt so welcoming. Ebony could spend hours on end looking at the sweets, but she had limited time, and the shop was starting to get packed with kids. She walked straight over to one of the shelves on the far side of the shop, picking out all her favourites. Once it seemed like she had more than enough food she piled it on the counter, dishing out a few coins. The lady behind the counter smiled warmly at her and shoved the sweets into a paper bag.

Ebony left the shop, content with the sweets she could save for the weeks to come. She walked straight into something hard, falling to the ground and scraping her arms. "Owww." She moaned.

She automatically looked up, for the source of the object she'd tripped over. There was nothing there, but a gang of 5 people laughing at her. That's funny she thought. She must've tripped over something…

The group was still laughing at her, beginning to mock the shy, terrified look on her face.

"What's the matter Ebony? Can't get up?" One of the two girls in the group almost cackled.

"How could she? The invisible source that tripped her is holding her captive!" One of the others shouted. Ebony looked up, trying to identify their faces. It was a group of Slytherins, from her year group, but none of which she personally recognised.

"Whas'a matter nerd? You going to get up or what?" Another teased.

"Nah she's too chicken Mark! She'll stay there until we get bored." One of the girls replied, forming speech marks with her fingers when she said the word 'bored.'

"That's a shame Ebony." Mark spat her name, "We'll never get bored. We could stay here all day if you like!" They all went into a chorus of laughter. Ebony sat quietly, hoping someone would break them up. She was getting rather uncomfortable and her arms stung like hell.

"Is the poor baby too injured to move?" The other girl teased, looking at Ebony's arms, "Or is she enjoying it? The little emo masochist." They all burst out laughing; Ebony thinking it funny they all knew what masochist meant, but also fuming at the fact they'd called her emo.

"I'm perfectly fine thank you." She mumbled.

"What's that? Can't hear ya!" The un-named boy said.

"I believe she said she's perfectly fine." Came a new voice; out of nowhere. Ebony could swear she'd heard this voice before, she just couldn't pin it to a face.

"Oh come off it Draco; we're just having a bit of fun." The first girl giggled.

Draco Malfoy; of course! She knew she'd heard his droning tone somewhere.

"I'm pretty sure she's not. Sitting down there in the cold. " The pale, blonde boy walked over to Ebony, offering his hand. Hesitantly she took it, and he helped her stand up.

"Owww." Ebony moaned. The wind had hit her arms and they begun to sting even more.

"What did you lot do? Her arms are scratched up badly!" He said, looking sternly at the other girl, who was standing nearest to Ebony.

"Didn't do nothing Draco. She just tripped over her own feet." The girl snarled.

"Usually I'd believe that, but she hasn't got on that ridiculously long robe she usually wears." He replied, his eyes travelling over Ebony's skinny jeans which now had holes in the knees.

"Whatever, we've had our fun, we'll leave now." Mark half snapped, ushering the group into honeydukes.

"Umm. Thank you… Draco." Ebony smiled shyly, looking down at the floor.

"Don't mention it…" Draco was still staring at her.

"You better go to the hospital wing when we go back, those scratches could get infected." He pointed out now focusing on her arms.

"Huh?" Ebony looked at her arms. "Uh oh yeah."

"Well I better go… Crabbe and Goyle are waiting for me. See you around." Draco said and launched off towards the three broomsticks,

"Yeah… see you around.." She said, as if he could still hear her.

Ebony returned to the castle that night with only one thing on her mind. Draco Malfoy.

What possibly about him could she be attracted to exactly? He was a Slytherin! And why had he defended her? She couldn't work it out. It seemed so out of character for him... Was this just a good day for him? Nah it couldn't be.. He seemed like he hated her in Herbology the other day... He surely couldn't think of her as a friend? Besides, she was a half blood. He belonged to one of the families who took pride in their full blood, being one of the only families left with full blood. Sometimes his boasting disgusted her.. Why couldn't he just be humble about it... Heaven knows...

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