Draco Malfoy p4
"Oh my gosh, we won!" squealed Diana after the quidditch match against Ravenclaw. Sophie giggled and gave her girl friend a hug when she felt two strong firm arms around her from behind, squeezing her.
"You did indeed" said Jonathan and let go of her.
"Yuck, you are sweaty, Diana." Sophie made a gagging noise.
"It's called exercise, sweety. You should try it sometime." Jonathan joked. Diana laughed and Sophie rolled her eyes, mumbling "Not a chance. I don't like the whole getting sweaty and exhausted thing."
Diana and Jonathan just laughed at her.
"Crap, it seems I forgot my bag of clothes in the wardrobe." Diana complained.
"I'll get it for you, go shower." Sophie said and turned to the wardrobe tents. Sophie roamed down the hill, captured in her own thoughts and fantasies. She believed Zach Moore had a crush on her. At least that's what Diana told her. She kept telling Sophie that Zach had been looking at her.
Sophie wasn't convinced though. Zach was two years older than what she was. A sixth year. Sophie couldn't possibly imagine what he would want with her, but the thought of dating an older, handsome Slytherin boy was sort of exciting.
Sophie walked into one of the locker rooms and looked around for Diana's bag. The locker room was empty, but there was someone in the shower by the sound of it. Sophie took a round around the locker room, searching for the bag, but she couldn't seem to find it. Sophie raised her head, and that was when she noticed the smell of guy's perfume, soap and cologne. Sophie froze where she stood when she realized whoever had been showering had turned of the shower.
"Pleasure to see you here like this, Blackwood." Said the annoying voice that belonged to Draco Malfoy. Sophie turned around slowly to see him standing there in nothing but a towel around his waist.
"I knew we planned to meet today, I just thought I'd have clothes on." Draco pointed out slickly.
"I was hoping you'd have clothes on so I wouldn't have to get a nightmare." Sophie raised an eyebrow, trying to poorly cover up how embarrassed and awkward she was. "Where is the girl's locker room?"
"We're alone here, Blackwood. No need to be shy." He gave her a wink, jokingly, before he went over to where he had his clothes. "I don't have time for your flirting, Malfoy. I need to pick something up in the gryffindor girl's wardrobe." she replied.
"It's right next to this tent." Malfoy said while grabbing his shirt. "I'm going to hogsmeade tomorrow. We could meet up at the three broomsticks?"
Sophie looked at him. "What time?"
"12 o'clock."
"I'll be there."
