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Ice woke up exhausted the next morning, groaning at the thought of having classes after breakfast. After getting dressed and rushing to the bathroom to tidy up, glancing at the mirror and doing a double take. Her eyes sported purple circles for the lack of sleep she was so used to getting. Quickly applying muggle concealer, she rushed down to the common room to meet Draco.
When she got down the stairs, she looked around, spying a single platinum blonde head in the full common room. She walked over to him, sitting on the chair next to the one he was curled up in. Draco was half asleep, wearing his robes, hair gelled back to perfection. She put her hand over his flawless hair, preparing to ruffle it. Before she could touch it, Draco's head snapped up, eyes narrowed.
"Don't you dare." He growled threateningly. Ice giggled. Even she wasn't that protective of her hair. Taking his hand, she pulled him up off the chair and dragged him out of the common room, Draco grumbling the whole way. Once they got to the Great Hall, Draco woke up a little, guiding Ice to a seat across from Crabbe and Goyle, and another boy she recognized as Theodore Nott.
"Hey, Draco! Long time, no see!" Theo exclaimed as they sat, holding his hand out to Draco. The boys did a rather complicated handshake before moving on to more serious topics.
"I got an owl from my father." Theo lowered his voice considerably to finish his thought. "He said the Dark Lord is admitting a first year into his ranks."
"Seriously?" Draco's eyebrows shot up. Knott nodded vigorously.
"I'm positive. He said her name is Malaysia Aliah Quijano." Draco turned to Ice, his eyes widening even more.
"Would this happen to be the Malaysia Aliah Quijano who is sitting beside me?" Draco looked pointedly at Ice, who blushed, looking at him sheepishly.
"Maybe?" She replied quietly. Draco laughed.
"I must have underestimated you. I thought you were all like 'no rule breaking' with just a touch of the traditional Pureblood beliefs!"
"Well, now you know not to judge a book by its cover." Ice smirked good naturedly, peering behind her towards the Gryffindors. She quickly examined each one, observing her enemies for the next seven years. Her calculating gaze landed on a black haired boy with a lightning bolt shaped scar in the middle of his forehead. She turned to Draco, hardly believing what she was seeing.
"Is that Harry Potter over there? Next to that ginger?"
"I don't know... Which ginger?" Draco replied, just as curious as she was.
"What do you mean, 'which ginger'? Oh... never mind. He's talking to the kinda chubby one. The first year." Ice was tempted to point, but that was considered 'unlady-like' in the eyes of Pureblood aristocrats.
"Oh, I see! I believe it is Harry Potter. The ginger next to him is Ronald Weasley. They're just about as low down in the Pureblood line as you can get. They love Muggles. I heard his father even plays around with Muggles objects for fun. They're such a disgrace. They have too many children. I'm surprised if they all fit in that hovel they call a home." Draco said, his face scrunched up in disgust. He made a disapproving noise in the back of his throat, turning away from the Gryffindors.
"So, I take it they're Blood Traitors, then?" Ice inquired, Draco's nod clarifying what she already knew to be true.
"Yup. The lowest of the low." Ice also turned away from the other table, happy to leave such opinionated matters behind in their conversation.
By now, the magically refilling dishes of breakfast foods were full, sporting every item you could ever desire to eat. The list, because it is rather long, will not be included, but some items were, to name a few; doughnuts, toast, yogurt, waffles, and an assortment of fruit-filled pastries. Draco casually picked up a piece of toast, engaging Theo in polite conversation. Ice assumed she could also join in, but decided against it, figuring the boys needed time to get caught up after what seemed to her like a fairly drab summer. After nibbling silently on a pastry for a while, Ice finally stood up, declaring that she should get ready for classes, and Draco followed suite.
Why Draco was following her around, she had no idea, but he continued to do so for the remainder of the day. She was beginning to feel sort of uncomfortable with his closeness, and when he scooted closer to her during potions class that afternoon, she voiced her annoyance very verbally.
"Would you quit it, Draco?!" She exclaimed in exasperation. Draco had been periodically inching closer to her throughout the beginning of class and she'd had enough of it. Draco looked at her in surprise, as if her outburst was completely unmerited. Unfortunately, so did the rest of the class, including the Gryffindors.
"Quit what?" Draco asked, sounding completely bewildered.
"You bloody well know 'what'! You've been doing it all day!" Ice fired back, rising from the rickety old wooden chair she had been sitting on for the past half hour and turning to face Draco. They were completely oblivious to the fact that the whole class had paused in their potion making to watch the two Slytherins bicker. Of course, neither of them noticed when their Professor and Head of House stalked over to them, robes billowing ominously behind him. They only became aware of their surroundings when a dark shadow that was Severus Snape loomed above them, and hissed in annoyance.
"Would you like to finish this childish bickering outside, or do I have to take points from my own house because two Slytherins cannot treat each other with respect? I know you, Ice, have a fairly adequate concept of what respect is." Snape looked pointedly at Ice. She got the message.
"I'm sorry Professor. We will leave so you may continue your teaching." Ice said, blushing slightly at the thought that she had been reprimanded for fighting by her own Head of House. She grabbed Draco's arm harshly and dragged him out of the room.
"What was that about?!" Draco shouted. "You nearly lost us points!"
"Oh, shut it. I'm done with you." Ice huffed, walking briskly towards the common room.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I said, shut it, Malfoy." And she slammed the door in his face.
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