EDITED 11/20/18

Today was quidditch try outs and Ron was nervous. Harry was picking the team so I think he stands a fair chance. I on the other hand have no interest to play the game. Liam and I are the only ones who haven't been on the quidditch team besides Max...but that's a different story.

"Hey guys I'll meet you down at the pitch, I forgot my jacket." I announced as I stood from the table.

"Are you sure? I could wait for you?" Hermione offered sweetly.

"No go on, I shouldn't be long." I smiled and made my way out of the great hall and to my dorm. Once in my room I searched for a particular jacket in my trunk, my green military jacket. I put it on over my white shirt, zipped it up and added a scarf. Before walking out, I looked myself over in the mirror. I decided to slip on leg warmers before putting my boots on and when I decided I was decent I walked down into the common room and out the portrait. As I made my way down the corridors I saw very few people, however I saw one particular person I hated to see.

"St. Crow!" He yelled from the window ledge he was sitting on.

"Sod off Pucey I don't have time for you." I said quickly while hurrying my steps away from him. I hated this boy, he was a good quidditch player and didn't play unfairly, but he was annoying and always gave me the creeps. Why couldn't he hang around girls in his own year or house?

"Where's the hurry?" He asked jogging up to me. He finally caught up and kept up with my strides with ease since he was about six foot compared to my five feet and four inches.

"Seriously, why do you bother talking to me? You think you stand a chance?" I asked monotone as I rounded another corner.

"Maybe I do." He stopped me by pulling on my hand and pinning me against the wall. My breath caught in my throat as I hit the wall, I didn't mean for my expression to falter but I felt scared. He held my wrist tightly and pinned them to the wall. I could feel him pressing his body against me trying to prevent me escaping.

"Let me go Adrian." I said through gritted teeth and tried to squirm away. It only made him hold my wrist tighter.

"Now why would I do that? We're going to have a little fun." He had a smile that sent chills down my body and made me feel cold. He was leaning in so close to me and all I could think of is why isn't anyone around to see this. He pressed his lips to mine and I thought I was going to be sick. I brought my knee up fast and hard right into his groin.

"Ow! You filthy whore, you'll pay for that!" He growled as he slapped me so hard, catching me off guard that I lost my balance and fell hard to the floor. I tried to stand up repeatedly but couldn't regain my balance. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at me with cruelty in his eyes. "Cru-"

"Expelliarmus!" A voice off to the side said strongly. I looked over to my savior and my jaw drop at who it was. "Grab your wand and leave her be Pucey, or I'll make you regret it."

Pucey did as he said suddenly looking scared. I've never seen him look scared before. How pathetic. He ran off quickly around the corner as I sat on the ground still stunned. My rescuer walked over to me and stuck out a hand to help me up.

"Are you ok?" He asked, his grey eyes looked soft and tired. I grabbed his hand and he hauled me up to my feet so I was now face to face with him.

"Yes...uhm, thank you Draco." I nodded, unsure of what else to say or do now. I was pretty confused, if anything I actually expected Draco to join in somehow. Why was Pucey so scared of him? He was a year older than us.

"Good, uhm, I'll see you around." He smiled awkwardly and walked around me. I just stood there unable to process what just happened.

Finally I made myself move and start my walk to the quidditch pitch. I still felt a tad bit shaken from what happened and I was still trying to let it sink in that Draco Malfoy, the boy who has been an arsehole to my friends and I since the very beginning helped me and smiled at me. This year has started off very interesting.

"Where have you've been?" Hermione demanded as I sat down next to her. She looked frazzled and worried.

"Oh nowhere, I just couldn't find this jacket is all." I lied with convincing eyes. There was no way I could tell her what had really happened.

"That seemed like ages. Anyways, Ron is a little rocky out here and I did something very small to help him..." She said quietly.

"You cheated for him?" I asked very amused at the action.

"No, no I just might have used some magic-just a tad bit- to help him." She said embarassed.

"Oh you are finally becoming corrupt!" I cried as I hugged her laughing. We chatted and watched as Ron was blocking anything from entering the hoops. He suddenly had some confidence. The only annoying part was Lavendar was cheering a little too excitedly for him.

The rest of the tryouts went pretty okay. Ron ended up making the cut so I think it went over pretty well for him. The three of them went to visit Hagrid after lunch and I went to go find Luna. When I found her in the library I told her all about what had happened with Pucey and Malfoy.

"You see Lyra? He does like you, at least in a friendly way." She smiled. "Or maybe he is somewhat of a good person deep down." I snorted at that.

"Don't get me wrong Luna, he is very attractive and he is bloody smart...but it's Draco Malfoy." I said his name like she should just know what I mean. "I feel like he is somehow plotting something against me. He keeps staring still, like at lunch he didn't but any other time he does."

"I think he just thinks you are pretty. Your whole family is actually quite gorgeous. Especially Michelle." I nodded in agreement with that. We all had ebony hair, pale skin, and unusually vibrant or colored eyes that we got from our parents. My siblings were somewhat heart throbs while at Hogwarts. A lot of guys had their eye on Michelle but she only had her eye on one person, Bill Weasley. Lucy is so naive she never realized that the guys thought her pixie features were beautiful. Madeline kind of knew I thought, she used it to get Fred. My brothers on the other hand, they all had some charming ways and were attractive but they didn't flaunt it really...well, Matthew did. Liam is a little quiet and mysterious according to girls.

"I still don't trust him Luna." I stated as she just sighed. We grabbed our books and made our way to dinner. I noticed that he didn't stare at me tonight.