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Chapter 4

First week

(Draco's P.O.V)

For me fitting in has always been easy. I had the looks the fame and the money. Who wouldn't want to be my friend? Since the first day at Cambridge University I fell in with the popular crowd. It was as it always has been. Girls wanted to be with me and guys wanted to be me. But as I became more and more famous I started to have the same attitude as them. Sneering at the poor students, taunting the nerds you know….typical jock

behavior.

But I did notice that Blaise disappeared a lot. At first I thought he had a girlfriend and he didn't want me to know but I then started to get suspicious. So I ditched the crowd on Friday and followed Blaise without him noticing me. We went to the gardens. I noticed he went to a usually small and unnoticed garden. He opened the gate and entered. I waited a few seconds and followed him. As I crept closer I heard voices. One was Blaise and the other one was familiar but I be damned if I knew whose it was. I crept even closer and then the voices were clear as day.

„I'm worried about Draco." I heard Blaise say.

„Well have you tried talking to him?" the other voice asked.

„I tried but since he started to hang out with the University whores i don't seem to get him to give me the time of the day." Blaise sounded a bit desperate and a bit angry.It was true i knew he had wanted to talk to me about something but i told him to wait for the weekend.At the time i dind't understand the look he gave me but now i do.It was dissapointment.It hurt me to know that my best mate was dissaponted in me.I broke that thought to listen some more.

„Well you should try some more because it isn't worth it to throw away so many years of friendship because Draco is being and ass!" That voice really was familliar.And who was she to call me an ass! My pride was wounded.

„I'm dissappointed in him!"Blaise stated.I knew it before but to hear him say it...it hurt.

„Blaise get over yourself! You should talk to him and encourrage him to return to the old Draco not get angry at him!" The voice snapped.I could have kissed that girl then and there for talking some sense into Blaise.

"Very well I will try. I want to thank you Lessa for listening and for the advice"Lessa?! Who in God's name was Lessa.I knew the conversation was over so I headed for the gate before Blaise could find me. The name was familiar together with the voice but who was it. I headed for the campus. As I was climbing the stairs to go to lunch the proverbial coin fell. Lessa was Alessandra! The girl I met on the train! Blaise was talking to her! But why? How did they even meet? I was confused. But then I started to remember her. She was the girl on the train. The one Ivory liked. How could I have forgotten her?! I remember noticing her undiscovered beauty. The black wavy hair and the brilliant green eyes. But unlike the girls in the popular crowd she also had a mind behind the looks. He could tell she was smart. He had seen the intelligent spark in her eyes. So how could he have forgotten her? Had he become so caught up in his fame and becoming accepted that he hadn't even said hello to her in the halls? He vowed to himself that he would not repeat the performance. But now he had to try and make it up to her. He would think of something.

(End Draco's P.O.V)

The next day he acted toward his so called friends as if nothing had happened. Only Blaise saw a difference in him. A pensive quality that Draco had lacked before. As he headed for Economics he turned around the corner when someone bumped into him. The person's books scattered on the floor and he heard a ripping sound and knew the bag won't be used anytime soon. He had a scatting remark on the tip of his tongue and started to deliver it when he took a good look at the person on the floor. He saw raven black hair and nice complexion and knew instantly who it was. As he opened his mouth to apologies he heard his "friends" jeer and laugh at her.

"Well, well, well, whom do we have here? If it isn't the little orphan girl" Pansy, the blond haired twit sneered in Lessa's direction. „What are you doing here wasting a perfectly usable piece of space?" The others laughed as if on cue.

Draco was floored. How could they be so cruel? He looked at Lessa.She was staring at Pansy with hatred in her beautiful eyes the calm green turning into a fiery inferno. Was she used to this treatment? He felt tightness in his chest at the thought of that bint tormenting his girl. Wait a second! His girl? Where did that come from? She wasn't his. He didn't even like her!

He was pulled out of his inner battle by a scream. He looked around him and noticed that Lessa had launched herself at Pansy and was tugging at her hair and scratching her face. He looked at the others and noticed that they were looking with a sort of morbid fascination. Weren't they going to stop them? And by their reaction it was something which happened usually.

He realized that this was the moment when he had to choose between doing something for Lessa or ignoring it and going back to his "jock" facade. He didn't need a moment of thinking as he reached forward and grabbed Lessa's hands and as gently as he could, wrenched her off of Pansy. Enraged she turned to him wanting him to let her go so she could go back to fighting Pansy. He shook his head and tugged her by her hand thus making her follow him. He made her follow him and broke into a run leaving the astonished gathering behind them. He kept running with Lessa behind him. Draco ran towards the small garden where he had heard Blaise and Lessa's conversation. He opened the small iron gate, nudged Lessa to enter it and closed the gate behind him.

He looked at Lessa who had seated herself on a small stone bench and was looking at him with a confused look in her brilliant eyes. He stood before her looking like a little boy who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He didn't know what to say. Should he try and apologize for his behavior these past few days? Or not say anything? He did not get into these kinds of situations very often. He looked at her and was struck once again by how beautiful she was. But wait ! Why was she smiling like that at him? Shouldn't she be angry? He decided to ask her.

"Why are you smiling like that? Shouldn't you be angry?" He cautiously asked . She gave him a confused look. "Angry? What about?"

. „Well because I dragged you like that with no explanation and you should be angry at me for my behavior these past few weeks!" Oh oh! He shouldn't have said that. He saw her anger returning buy then it was gone as quickly as it had appeared.

"No I shouldn't" she said in a matter of fact tone. "You behaved exactly as I thought you would."

"I did?" He asked surprised. She gave him an unreadable look and began walking around the garden. He took the chance to really look at her. She had her raven black hair up in a messy bun held up by a pencil. Her clothes were many times too big, old and manly thus hiding everything she had. Her bag was ripped in places and full of pins but as the rest of her it was very clean. She wore no make-up and had old sneakers on her small feet. He admired her stature. It was graceful and befitting of a lady but she did it unconsciously. She walked straight with her chin up in a proud manner .Then she startled him by suddenly rounding on him.

"Yes you did. You acted exactly as I would expect a celebrity to do. I was surprised when you talked to me on the train. But I saw something in you then. Something good. But this last week made me rethink m opinion of you. Maybe I was wrong." She ended her little speech and looked straight at him with those brilliant eyes. He knew then that she was a passionate orator. His mind suddenly wondered in what else she was just as passionate before he stopped himself.

"No please! Don't give up on me! I will try and make it up to you as soon and as good as I can. Can we try again? Please?" He just broke one of his personal rules. Draco Malfoy never begged. Ever. But this petite creature made him do it within a week of knowing her. She looked at him with a considering look in her eyes and after a minute nodded her assent.

"Very well! You will have one more chance Draco Malfoy but if you blow it then there it will be no more next time." He nodded eagerly not ready to admit just how relieved he was to get another chance.

He put put his hand and said "Hello! My name is Draco. Draco Malfoy. Nice to meet you!"

She put her smaller hand in his and shook it lightly. "Nice to meet you too I'm Alessandra Potter."

A/N: Hey guys! What's up? Sorry I haven't updated much but o was away and didn't have a internet connection. But I have written a pretty long chapter. Hope you like it and don't forget to review:D