~7 Sleep, Smirk, and Sex

"Are you alright?"

I looked up with dreary eyes, seeing the kid from before. Blaise, I think his name was.

"I'm fine. Blaise, right?"

He nodded.

"Mind if I sit with you?"
"Not at all."

I had a dasterdly smirk playing my lips. This guy was almost too good-looking for his own good.

"So, why aren't you with Draco and 'The Bitch'?"

He rolled his eyes and leaned back on the seat.

"Oh they're most likely screwing each other by now."
"God, it seems like that's all that kid does," I scoffed, leaning back into the seat.

"What?" he smirked.

"Sleep, smirk, and sex."
"Ha-ha, yeah pretty much."

He gave me a weird look.

"What happened to your face?"

I wondered what he was talking about but then I realized I still had a mark where Angela slapped me.

"It's nothing."

He moved over next to me.

"Let me guess, Angela smacked you around a little bit."

His hand gently ran down my face.

"Good guess. Eh don't worry about it. I can take care of her."

I pushed his hand away.

"I don't know Aemilia, she can get pretty brutal. The last girl that got near Draco killed herself because of the taunting and shit Angela did to her."

I furrowed an eyebrow at him.

"Are you worried about me Mr. Zabini?"

A cocky smirk graced his face.

"Maybe I am."
"Or maybe you're just trying to get in my pants."

Our faces inched closer and closer.

"Oh really?"
"Yup," I smiled, easing back.

"Is it working?"
"I don't know, you tell me."

Our lips connected and he wasted no time.

-x-

The train sped toward its destination, and as it did it quickly became cloudy and eventually started to rain. After our dirty deed, Blaise and I took up friendly conversation. I was beginning to like this guy.

"The train doesn't exactly stop at Hogwarts."

He read the confusion on my face and chuckled.

"Where does it stop then?"
"Hogsmeade Station."
"What's Hogsmeade?"
"It's a small wizarding village a couple miles from the castle."

My eyes got wide in fear.

"Please don't tell me we walk to the castle."

He laughed, reclining back.

"No we don't walk. First years take boats and sail across the Black Lake."
"Oooh sucks for them."
"Haha yeah. And everybody else takes 'horseless' carriages."
"Horseless carriages?"
"They aren't really horseless. They're pulled by Thestrals."

"Really? That's interesting," I noted, knowing exactly what they were.

He nodded solemnly.

"Can you see them?"

He gave me a harsh look. I looked down.

"Your parents are Death Eater's, aren't they?" Blaise looked surprised.
"How-"
"Your name."
"But my name is a known Death Eater name."
"I know things."

He left it at that. The train started to slow and finally halted to a stop. I draped my cloak over my shoulders and walked out behind Blaise. As all the students filed out of the train I somehow got separated from him.

"Well this is just fantastic."

Casually, I followed the crowd of students through the mud to the carriages until I was shoved into muck by none other than 'The Bitch' herself.

"Watch it, whore!"

Her group of friends was behind her, guffawing like a bunch of idiots.

"Hope you like the taste of mud, whore, 'cause you're going to be eating it a lot this year."

I pulled myself out of the sludge, an angry grimace flaring on my face. The entire front side of my body was covered in mud. I fought hard with myself to restrain the next, instinctive action on my mind.

"Oh my gosh! Are you alright?"

A girl with wavy brown hair ran to my side, trying to help me off the ground. I could still see Angela laughing not far from where I was.

The violent side of my conscience won.

I jumped to my feet with a basketball size pile of mud dripping in my hands.

"Hey Angela! Eat this!"

The ball of mud went soaring through the air and hit Angela's face with a loud smack. The force of the impact knocked her off her feet and sent her into a huge puddle of mud. A satisfied smirk crept across my face as I shook my hands free out mud. Just as I was really enjoying the suffering of my new "friend", I felt myself being pulled...yet again, into a carriage.