Chapter 3: Hogwarts Bound

Author's Note: I just want to thank, xXMizz Alec VolturiXx,the two Guests, Jy, xXChickenButt98Xx, and Deanne Ravenwing, for reviewing. I have decided to start the story off with the Half-Blood Prince. It is more plausible and I realized how fast I rushed their relationship, and I feel it'd help bond Draco and Amadea better to have it start out with her being at Hogwarts. Also, I am SO sorry it took me this long to update. I have really been busy, and I don't like to sound like I'm making excuses. Thank you for your patience! I love you all so much!

Amadea walked down the aisle of the train, her long, blonde locks tousled down her back, swaying to the rhythm of her footsteps. Her eyes looked back and forth through the compartments, making her way to the back of the train. Feeling a pair of arms wrap around her, Amadea nearly jumped out of her skin. Turning around, Amadea pounded her fists against the chest of her boyfriend, Adrian Pucey. "Bloody Hell, Adrian! At least let me know you're behind me!"

"I'm sorry, darling. I didn't meant to scar you." His perfect teeth, dark hair, and brown eyes nearly caused her to swoon. Adrian Pucey was admired in the House of Slytherin for being one of its best Chasers in Quidditch. Known for his calm demeanor during the game and quite sociable, he was well liked amongst everyone. "Besides, you told me you like surprises." Kissing her forehead, she wrinkled her nose in defeat.

"Yes, but not when you nearly scare the skirt right off of me."

"Well… I wouldn't mind that one bit." Amadea scoffed at his remark, and smacked his arm, squirming out of his grip. "You're incorrigible, Mr. Pucey. Come sit, I have missed you all summer."

Amadea let out a soft sigh, as she wrapped her arms around Adrian, feeling his fingers work his way through her hair. There was something about him, that drove Amadea crazy, and she felt like she got the best catch of Slytherin. Not only was he athletic and smart, he was one of the most wanted men in her house, and she felt proud. "So, how was your summer?" Adrian asked, moving his hands down to her side, pulling her close.

"Boring, the usual. I was alone most of the time since Mother has been running around with her new husband, I literally spent my whole summer either reading, writing to you, or painting. Apparently I have to be sheltered my whole life."

"You and your literature and art. You are very intriguing, Ms. Marco."

"As are you." Ameadea pondered for a second, and then looked around. "Have you seen anyone yet?"

"I'm sure Blaise and Theodore are following Draco around. Not sure where your lady friends are, but I'm not complaining, I get to spend alone time with you, in a compartment." Winking at her, Amadea rolled her eyes and let out a soft snort. "You're funny, Adrian, really funny." Adrian smirked at her and kissed her lips.

"And you are beautiful."

"Now you're just being hilarious."

"No, just honest. I consider myself lucky. I'm not that stupid to be like Malfoy and date Pansy." With that remark, Amadea couldn't contain her laughter as she kissed his cheek.

"Now, there's something I can agree with you on! Such a tosser, she is." Adrian chuckled at the blonde beauty, cupping her face with his hands, kissing her softly. "Why couldn't you have been with me all summer long? You and your family trips."

"Next time, my love, I will take you with me."

"Promise?"

"Promise." Amadea grinned at him as their lips met again. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she let out a squeal, being pulled back onto his lap, planting soft kisses on the side of her face, moving down to her neck. Letting out a soft mewl, her head tilted back for more access, her body tingled, feeling weightless, as if she was floating in the air. Her moment of being on Cloud Nine was short lived when Blaise and Theodore entered the compartment with two girls. "Get a room, you two." Blaise said, agitated, plopping down on the seat directly across from them.

"Well, we did have a compartment, until you decided to interrupt us."

"I'm sure it was for the best. You probably wouldn't last too long with Blondie." Adrian glared at Blaise and growled impatiently. Amadea ran her fingers through his hair to calm him down, pressing her body closer to him. "Don't get so upset, Adrian. Blaise is just jealous, because Pansy doesn't want a piece of him."

"Oh, c'mon, Goldilocks, I'd rather go celibate than tap that ass."

"Blaise, I think a majority of the male population would rather be a eunuch." Blaise smirked at her response.

"You got quite the catch there, Adrian. Better keep a hold on her, or I just might take her away from you."

"In your dreams, Blaise. You're not my type."

"Obviously. At least he's a Pure Blood." Amadea rolled her eyes as she nuzzled her head into Adrian's chest. "Out kind shouldn't mix with the tainted. It'll only soil our family trees."

"Whatever, Blaise. Let's not talk about such a hot topic." Adrian responded quickly, nuzzling his face beside Amadea's neck.

"You guys are boring. I'm going back to Draco. Have fun snogging each other in your compartment." Walking out the door, Amadea stood up and leaned out the compartment.

"I'm sure she'll put out for you if you try hard enough." Blaise responded with his middle finger, Amadea laughed, victorious. For once, Blaise didn't have a response to something. Adrian pulled her down onto his lap again after she shut the compartment door, laughing into her hair. "You are incorrigible, Ms. Marco."

"And I think we should consider what Blaise said."

"I agree with you as well."

"Yeah… We're still here, you know." Amadea's friend, Yulia chimed in. Her green eyes and chestnut hair brought out the soft freckles on her face. The short brunette used her foot to tap Amadea on the side of her skirt. "I really don't want to see you two get it on in the compartment."

"Damn. You just have to be such a cock block, eh, Yulia?" The blonde-haired, brown-eyed girl retorted. "I, for one, am all for it, proceed with the baby making!"

"Ew, seriously, Ana? That's disgusting!"

"I hope you know I am entirely joking. I pref-"

"I know, I KNOW! You prefer, dicks, not chicks."

"That's my girl, Yulia. You know me too well."

"You do share a room with us, so I have had to hear that every night, you know." Theodore sat in between the two bickering girls, sighing as he face-palmed, shaking his head in dismay. What colorful friends I have. Amadea chuckled to herself, closing her eyes, listening to the quarreling of her friends.

Some days she was thankful for the sound of silence, and today, wasn't one of them. This year is going to be interesting. Let's hope it doesn't go by too fast.