It was lunch time and I already had a ton of homework to do. I sighed at my spot at our table in between Gordon and Hermione, munching on some chicken, listening to Harry and Ron talk about some sport that was played on brooms, and it sounded amazingly brutal. "All I'm saying Ron, is that we need to be on top of our game this year. I can't have Malfoy and his store bought players take the Quidditch Cup once again!"
"Whoa, whoa! What is this amazing game you're talking about? It sounds so violent." I gave an evil smile, which caused Ron to look at me with a worried look.
"Umm, it's called Quidditch and it's the Wizarding World's favorite sport. It's played on broomsticks and with different colored balls way up in the air." Harry explained it to me and I was already in love. It was brutal, risky and deadly.
"You have to teach me how to play!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, scaring the people around me and at the other tables.
"Play what?" I turned around and saw Adrian, giving me a big smile. I stood up and jumped into my second best friend's arms, squeezing him as he squeezed back.
"They guys were just telling me about this really violent game that's played in the air!" He gave me an amused look and grinned.
"Let me guess you want to learn how to play, don't you?" I nodded, Adrian knew me too well. He gave a cute laugh and shrugged his shoulders. "Go for it, Nik. You can be pretty violent when it comes down to it. I'm pretty sure you will kick ass in this game."
"We were actually thinking about going to the field after classes tonight. You should totally come along Adrian; maybe you can try out too, and be the only player that Lucious Malfoy hasn't bought out." Harry said, as he threw an ugly look toward the Slytherin table.
"That sounds pretty fun; I'll definitely check it out." He gave me another smile and went and sat next to Aaron.
"I'd like to join too, if you don't mind?" I looked up and saw Aaron's jaw drop and his hands start to shake. I turned around and saw the transfer student from Beauxbatons, Charlotte, standing there with her held up high, but shyness in her voice.
"Yea, you can totally come with. We can meet here after our last class. What is our last class, anyways?" I began digging in my bag when Charlotte spoke up.
"I believe we have Defense against the Dark Arts together."
"That's perfect then! After that, we can meet here then head on off to the Quidditch field." I said as I stood up to get ready to go to class. Charlotte looked toward Aaron who was looking at her. She smiled and he did something I never thought he would be able to do, he smiled right back at her. I slung my bag onto my shoulders and sighed, feeling a headache start to form in the center of my brain. Someone came up from behind and gave me a kiss on my cheek. I turned around and saw Adrian grinning at me, looking at me with a shocked expression.
"Oh shit, what happened? Did someone just kiss you?" He asked, playing really stupid.
"Shut up, Adrian and go to class." I laughed as he winked at me and took off, catching up with his fellow Slytherins. I sighed once again and walked out into the hallway, with Gordon on one side and Hermione on the other, discussing once again about the agonizing task that is straightening Hermione's hair.
It was finally the last class of the day, Defense against the Dark Arts with the Slytherins. The only good thing about this was that Gordon, Aaron and I would finally be able to chill with Adrian in one of our classes. We walked into the class and I immediately disliked the teacher. She was this uptight frog-looking of a witch and she just made my hackles rise. I sat in a seat next to Gordon and then I heard a disgusting little 'hem-hem'. The whole class looked at the teacher and she just smiled sarcastically back. "Excuse me children, but I have a seating chart arranged. So if you please just grab your things and come to the front of the class. I am Professor Umbridge and I will be your Defense against the Dark Arts professor." I growled, getting up from my seat as Gordon did the same.
"Calm down girl, don't get your thong in a knot. Let's go up there." I walked with Gordon and Aaron up to the front of the room, trying hard to keep my distance from the Slytherins.
"Ok, now the first pair sitting at table one is Gordon Hinojosa and Blaise Zambini." Gordon walked over to the first desk and sat down. It took a while for this Zambini fellow to take his seat. He was looking over at Gordon like he was infectious. "Second pair which will be seated at table two is Aaron Draven and Charlotte Novak." Aaron walked to the seat in a hurry and Charlotte did the same. They looked like they were getting along really well. "Third pair which will be seated at table three is Harry Potter and Samantha Broccov." 'Eww, poor Harry.' I thought to myself as he slowly walked to the desk. "Fourth pair which will be seating at the last table on the front row is Nikkie Draven and Draco Malfoy." Are you fucking serious? I got paired with Malfoy?! I stayed rooted to the spot as I saw Malfoy walking to the table.
"I object." I yelled, and the whole room turned to look at me. "I refuse to sit next to the scum god!" The teacher looked at me with her beady little eyes and smiled.
"Well I'm sorry dear, but you have no say in the matter. So please take your seat." I refused to budge but I saw Harry, Gordon and Aaron looking at me with a look that I couldn't let go unnoticed. We had plans tonight and if I fucked up with Umbridge, I wouldn't be able to play Quidditch and I didn't want that to change. So, going against my gut I swallowed my pride, slowly walking and stomping my way to the seat next to Malfoy. He didn't look in my direction and I didn't look in his. I just drummed my fingers and tapped my foot in a beat that I was making up in my head, just so I don't have to talk to him. All of a sudden, his hand slammed onto mine, stopping my drumming.
"Do you mind?" He whispered, looking at me with a cold glare and roughly removed his hand from the top of mine.
"Do you mind not touching me?" I whispered back as I pulled my bag from the floor and slammed it loudly on our desk, causing Malfoy to jump and raise an eyebrow at me.
"You're a little feisty, aren't you?" He whispered as he gave me a smirk and I flipped him off.
"Does that answer your question?" I whispered back, and he sighed and backed off, not saying anything else. I was grateful for his silence but I secretly geeked out when he touched me. How could you not, I mean he was hot. I was entranced by his strong jaw, his blonde hair and his blue eyes. I mean, I don't usually have woman wood for the Aryan nation's poster boys, but I was willing to make an exception. 'What am I talking about? I don't want to make an exception for Malfoy. That's an insane thing for me to have in my head. I need to stop thinking about him.'
Draco…
This girl was a freak. She was rude and loud and she just made me angry. Once the professor gave us assignments to work on, Nikkie started humming. Not loud enough to get her in trouble, but loud enough to annoy me.
"Could you please be quiet?" I whispered softly, not wanting to get yelled at.
"Could you leave me alone?" She whispered back, keeping her attention on her work.
"I'm just saying, I like to work in silence and that's hard to do around you. Not to mention, you're always tapping and stomping. Overall, you make me mad and I wish you would just stop."
"Malfoy, I'm going to sing you a song, ok?" I raised an eyebrow at her, worried about what she might possibly have to sing to me. "Are you scared? Does the supposed 'sex god' of Slytherin not want me to sing a song?" I growled at her as she smirked at me and I waved my hand, signaling her that she may proceed. She cleared her throat and her eyes met mine, giving me a smile. "Twinkle twinkle little snitch, mind your business, you nosy bitch." She turned back to her paper and continued the tapping and stomping. I wanted to be very angry at her but it was hard to be, because in that moment she turned me on. She seemed to have all the aspects that Slytherins possess yet for some reason she ended up in Gryffindor. I don't understand it. 'Come of it, Draco. She's a freak, repeat after me: freak! You can do better, you don't even have to talk to her, just ignore her and your time in this class will go by faster. Just grit your teeth and ignore her.' Although she was really beautiful; her hair was curly and the bow in it was so cute. She had these funny buttons on her skirt and tie and speaking of her skirt, it was shorter than any of the other girl's skirts. It wasn't slutty high, but it made her look tough and fierce. She really was, in a weird way, amazing to me, and I gave a small grin and snuck looks at her, until Umbridge dismissed us to leave.
Nikkie…
Once we were free from that class, I loaded my bag as fast as I could and ran to where Adrian, Aaron, Hermione, Ron, Gordon, Harry and Charlotte were waiting for me at the end of our row. "I am so stoked to play Quidditch!" I said as me and the group walked out of the classroom. "That's the only reason I didn't tell off that frog bitch for seating me with Malfoy."
"How was that by the way?" Gordon asked me.
"Ugh, it was terrible. He tried to tell me what to do. I was like, 'fuck you.'" Gordon gave me a high five as we walked toward the Gryffindor common room. "Well I need to change, so Ms. Novak would you like to borrow some of my clothes so you don't have to go all the way to the dungeons?"
"Are you sure?" She asked. I smiled to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Positive. Now, come on." I hooked my arm with hers and Gordon did the same on her other side.
"Don't take too long, girls." Adrian yelled after us as we walked up the stairs to our room.
"And go easy on her, Nik, I'm serious!" Aaron added, as Gordon joined them for some guy time.
"Don't worry, Aaron. I'm not going to murder your girlfriend." I yelled back as we entered our room. "Ok, now Charlotte what would you like to wear?" I asked.
"Umm, it doesn't matter. Just something comfortable but that may catch Aaron's eye?" I looked over at her, wondering if I heard her right.
"So, you like my brother?" I asked with a smile. She nodded and I nodded back, knowing just what to give her to wear to get my brother's wand in a knot. "Ok, Char here is a Trivium shirt; it's one of Aaron's favorite albums. Would you like some shorts, skinnies or Capri's?"
"I think Capri's would be good." She answered.
"Alright, let me get those." I went to my suitcase and pulled those out for Charlotte handing them to her. "You can change here or go into the bathroom." She looked down and walked into the bathroom. I then went to my trunk and pulled out an Emmure shirt, my Batman shorts and a pair of my Sneaux. I shimmied out of my uniform and changed. I then used a spell to straighten out my hair and threw it up into a high ponytail. I turned to Hermione and Veronica, who had walked in after I had changed. "Are you going to come with us?" I asked, as I sat on my bed, straightening my Gryffindor socks.
"Where are you going?" Veronica asked.
"The Quidditch field." I said as Charlotte walked out of the bathroom. "Homo, this is Charlotte Novak. She's in Slytherin and our new friend." Veronica extended her hand and Charlotte did the same.
"It's nice to meet you." Veronica said.
"Likewise."
"So are you going?"
"Not me, I have NEWTs this year." Veronica said as she heaved her bag onto her bed.
"We have OWLs this year, Nikkie. You really should stay and study." Hermione said giving me a look I was becoming all too familiar with.
"Chill out, Hermy. I'm very smart so I'll do amazing on my tests." I winked at her and Veronica as me and Charlotte walked out the door to the boys waiting down below. Just as I thought, Aaron's eyes lit up as Charlotte walked down the stairs to him. I also noticed Harry's and Adrian's eyes light up but I think it was because Charlotte looked so good. I hopped down the stairs and gave Gordon a hug.
"So are we ready to go?" Harry asked.
"Hell yea!" We all yelled, getting a smile from Harry and Ron.
"Let's go then." Harry said. We exited the common room and ran right into Malfoy, Broccov and the a few other Slytherin punks lingering in the hallway.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here, Malfoy?" Ron exclaimed.
"We came to challenge you and Potty to a Quidditch match. I no-rules, anything goes Quidditch match. Do you accept?" He smirked like an asshole and that Broccov bitch giggled in a way that really pissed me off.
"You're damn right we accept!" I yelled, jumping in front of everyone.
"What are you doing?" Gordon yelled. "Are you fucking nuts?! We don't even know how to play." I looked right into Broccov's eyes and gave her my best glare.
"It's not hard. All you have to do is be brutal, mean and fucking deadly." I walked closer to her, smiling evilly as she backed away, obviously scared. "We grew up in New York; we were born and bred to be fucking monsters." I then turned to Malfoy and looked right into his eyes. "You just made the biggest mistake in your life."
