A/N Whoot! My first review! I loves it! Any ways, I honestly don't know what year they are in. That's the part I hate about writing HP fics. I can never decide on the year. I'll think about it as I write. Maybe it will say in this chapter. It will definitely be between third and fifth year. I like the idea of having it during fourth year because of the Yule ball, but I want them to be older. I don't know. I guess I'll just see how it works out.
CHAPTER FOUR
They arrived at the school not to long after the friendship offer. Neither one of them said too much after that. They both had stood up to get their luggage.
"So are you going to sit with us?" Draco sounded a bit embarrassed when he made this offer. He didn't want Lolita to get the wrong idea, he just wanted to be . . . well not nice. He wanted to . . . . Damn it. That's what it was. He wanted to be nice. What the hell was he thinking? This girl didn't want him being nice to her. No, that wasn't it. He didn't want to be nice to her. Or at least, that's what it was supposed to be. He couldn't help it. He wanted to be nice to her. He was not about to admit that though.
"Sit with you where?" She honestly sounded confused.
"In the great hall, during the sorting. God, for a fifth year you're awfully stupid." There he was, being mean again. He just really couldn't help it. He had to work on that habit.
"Never mind that. Can I help you with your luggage?" 'That's a start, right?' he thought to himself. He had to start somewhere, might as well be here.
( Lolita's POV)
She looked at him. Help her with her luggage? That didn't seem like something he would do. What was going on? She looked him straight in the face. She was very talented in knowing when someone wasn't telling her the truth. 'Oh, dear. He's not kidding. He really wants to help me with my luggage. What's he up to? Guess there is only one way to find out.'
"If you wouldn't mind, then yea." She handed him her trunk while she grabbed her backpack and the cage carrying her cat. Draco grabbed both his trunk, and hers. He was surprisingly strong. 'He doesn't look it.' She thought to herself.
He carried both of their luggage off of the train and put it into the pile. Draco turned around and said, "Do you want to share a carriage?" This was too much for Lolita. This guy was acting way too weird. He was definitely up to something.
"Okay. What's the deal with you? First the luggage, then you want to share a carriage. You're up to something, mister, and I want you to tell me what it is right now!"
"What do you mean? I'm just trying to be . . . Damn it! Alright, I just want to be nice, okay? I'm trying to be nice and help you out. I swear, if you tell anyone about this I will hex you quicker than you can realize what happened!" He had gone slightly red in the face. He was also breathing kind of heavy. For the first time since she met him, Lolita realized how beautiful his eyes were. She didn't know why she suddenly realized this, she just kind of did. He was also kind of cute when he was flustered. 'What the hell am I thinking? I thought I said I wasn't going to get myself involved with anyone like him, and here I am, wanting to get involved with him! What's wrong with me? I think I've gone crazy. Yes, that's it. I'm absolutely crazy, that's the only explanation. I need to see someone about this, and quick.
"Okay, fine. You're just trying to be nice. I can accept that. I wont tell anyone, I promise. Can I just ask another question?" He had that look again. This guy was not wanting to tell her something. Yet again he decided it was safe to answer her question.
"Okay, what do you want to ask me?"
"Why do you want to be nice to me?" She had obviously done it again. She had asked another question he didn't want to answer. But of course, he surprised her.
"Because I like you."