"Why on Earth were you talking to Potter?" Draco asked disgustedly when Rio
caught up with him on the way to the Slytherin common room.
"Why shouldn't I? He was being polite." She retorted sweetly.
"I don't know how you became a Slytherin . . .hanging around Potter and his goody-goody friends will get you nowhere around here, you know that, right?"
"How could I forget? You, your father, and my father have been telling me that since I was forced to transfer here."
"Well maybe if you'd have just kept your legs crossed, you'd still be at Durmstrang." Draco smirked, then walked away from her.
"Fuck off, Malfoy." She called at his back, but couldn't help but think of how incredibly sexy he'd grown up to be.
She had always remembered Draco as the little boy that would steal her dolls and bury them in the garden when they would play together as children. But now, he had grown up. His muscles had filled out, and he towered over her at six feet, two inches--a whole foot larger than her. His silver blonde hair was no longer slicked back as his mother had always kept it, but fell loose around his face, making his gray eyes all the more alluring.
Although, Potter wasn't bad looking either. He was just two inches shorter than Draco, but had his nemesis beat in muscle build. His hair seemed to go everywhere, but was controlled by hair wax or gel, and his green eyes were enough to make you weak when he looked at you. Unfortunately, he seemed to be a shy half-wit. That didn't mean that Rio wouldn't take a chance on him though, should that opportunity arise.
Walking away from Rio, Draco was sharing similar thoughts about her that she was having about him. She had grown up to be quite a sexy little thing. And if the stories he heard about her from his father about why she'd all but been forced to leave Durmstrang . . .
A devilish smile crept over his lips as he thought of that. 'Just imagine . . . Rio O'Malley and Draco Malfoy . . . a match made in hell.'
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The next morning, Harry walked to breakfast with Ron and Hermione, and they sat down looking at their schedules.
"Dammit . . . why do we always get stuck with the god-damn Slytherins?" Ron whined loudly, noticing that they had both Potions and Care of Magical Creatures with the house they * always * had it with.
Harry was drinking his juice, still half asleep when he felt someone ruffle his hair. He turned around to see Rio walk by.
"Morning Harry." She winked before taking a seat with the Slytherins.
"Morning." He smiled back before turning around again. Ron's jaw was sitting on the table and Hermione's eyes had bulged from her head as the two watched the girl saunter away.
"Don't tell me * that's * the new girl . . ." Ron gasped.
"It is . . .Her name's Rio." Harry smiled at his friend.
"Oh for god's sake Ron . . .put your tongue back in your mouth. At least wait until I'm not around." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Hey now, you were looking too!" Ron went onto the defense immediately.
"Well . . .I've never seen another girl like her around here . . .she's very attractive." Hermione replied simply.
"Mione, she's more than attractive . . .you're right Harry . . .they * don't * make em like that at Hogwarts." Ron's eyes were still glued to the Goth girl across the room.
Hermione gave an angry 'humph' then grabbed her books and left.
"Awww . . . Hermione! Come Back! You know I didn't mean it like that!" Ron chased after his girlfriend, leaving Harry to laugh to himself.
By the time Potions class had come around, Ron and Hermione had yet to make up, and Harry was acting as the go between for them.
"Harry, would you please tell Hermione that I give her my most deepest and sincere apologies for the unnecessary and certainly incorrect comment I made about Hogwarts girls this morning?" Ron requested of Harry very loudly and with slight sarcasm in his voice.
Harry turned to Hermione to relay the message, but before he could speak . . .
"Harry, would you please tell Ronald that he's foolish to think that I would believe anything he says now after his adamant argumentation with me this morning concerning the girls appearance."
"Uh-Oh . . . Weasley having trouble with his Mudblood girlfriend?"
The comment came with the familiar drawl of every Gryffindor's most hated Slytherin . . .Draco Malfoy.
"Shove off, Malfoy, this has no concern to you." Hermione narrowed her eyes and spoke through clenched teeth.
"DON'T CALL HER A MUDBLOOD, YOU SLIMY GIT!" Ron pounced on the other boy and began to beat him about the head with his fists, using every profanity everyone in the hallway had ever heard.
"Ron, get up . . .come on, before Snape gets here." Harry grabbed his friend by the back of his robes and pulled him up.
Malfoy got up from the floor with a fat bleeding lip. "This isn't over, Weasley. . . not by a long shot."
Snape showed up just then, and the class ushered into the dungeon. Nobody spoke a word of the fight, assuming that the two would handle it in their own way.
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Okay.had to have the little fight in there..SORRY!!!! ..we'll get back on track next chapter.
"Why shouldn't I? He was being polite." She retorted sweetly.
"I don't know how you became a Slytherin . . .hanging around Potter and his goody-goody friends will get you nowhere around here, you know that, right?"
"How could I forget? You, your father, and my father have been telling me that since I was forced to transfer here."
"Well maybe if you'd have just kept your legs crossed, you'd still be at Durmstrang." Draco smirked, then walked away from her.
"Fuck off, Malfoy." She called at his back, but couldn't help but think of how incredibly sexy he'd grown up to be.
She had always remembered Draco as the little boy that would steal her dolls and bury them in the garden when they would play together as children. But now, he had grown up. His muscles had filled out, and he towered over her at six feet, two inches--a whole foot larger than her. His silver blonde hair was no longer slicked back as his mother had always kept it, but fell loose around his face, making his gray eyes all the more alluring.
Although, Potter wasn't bad looking either. He was just two inches shorter than Draco, but had his nemesis beat in muscle build. His hair seemed to go everywhere, but was controlled by hair wax or gel, and his green eyes were enough to make you weak when he looked at you. Unfortunately, he seemed to be a shy half-wit. That didn't mean that Rio wouldn't take a chance on him though, should that opportunity arise.
Walking away from Rio, Draco was sharing similar thoughts about her that she was having about him. She had grown up to be quite a sexy little thing. And if the stories he heard about her from his father about why she'd all but been forced to leave Durmstrang . . .
A devilish smile crept over his lips as he thought of that. 'Just imagine . . . Rio O'Malley and Draco Malfoy . . . a match made in hell.'
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The next morning, Harry walked to breakfast with Ron and Hermione, and they sat down looking at their schedules.
"Dammit . . . why do we always get stuck with the god-damn Slytherins?" Ron whined loudly, noticing that they had both Potions and Care of Magical Creatures with the house they * always * had it with.
Harry was drinking his juice, still half asleep when he felt someone ruffle his hair. He turned around to see Rio walk by.
"Morning Harry." She winked before taking a seat with the Slytherins.
"Morning." He smiled back before turning around again. Ron's jaw was sitting on the table and Hermione's eyes had bulged from her head as the two watched the girl saunter away.
"Don't tell me * that's * the new girl . . ." Ron gasped.
"It is . . .Her name's Rio." Harry smiled at his friend.
"Oh for god's sake Ron . . .put your tongue back in your mouth. At least wait until I'm not around." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Hey now, you were looking too!" Ron went onto the defense immediately.
"Well . . .I've never seen another girl like her around here . . .she's very attractive." Hermione replied simply.
"Mione, she's more than attractive . . .you're right Harry . . .they * don't * make em like that at Hogwarts." Ron's eyes were still glued to the Goth girl across the room.
Hermione gave an angry 'humph' then grabbed her books and left.
"Awww . . . Hermione! Come Back! You know I didn't mean it like that!" Ron chased after his girlfriend, leaving Harry to laugh to himself.
By the time Potions class had come around, Ron and Hermione had yet to make up, and Harry was acting as the go between for them.
"Harry, would you please tell Hermione that I give her my most deepest and sincere apologies for the unnecessary and certainly incorrect comment I made about Hogwarts girls this morning?" Ron requested of Harry very loudly and with slight sarcasm in his voice.
Harry turned to Hermione to relay the message, but before he could speak . . .
"Harry, would you please tell Ronald that he's foolish to think that I would believe anything he says now after his adamant argumentation with me this morning concerning the girls appearance."
"Uh-Oh . . . Weasley having trouble with his Mudblood girlfriend?"
The comment came with the familiar drawl of every Gryffindor's most hated Slytherin . . .Draco Malfoy.
"Shove off, Malfoy, this has no concern to you." Hermione narrowed her eyes and spoke through clenched teeth.
"DON'T CALL HER A MUDBLOOD, YOU SLIMY GIT!" Ron pounced on the other boy and began to beat him about the head with his fists, using every profanity everyone in the hallway had ever heard.
"Ron, get up . . .come on, before Snape gets here." Harry grabbed his friend by the back of his robes and pulled him up.
Malfoy got up from the floor with a fat bleeding lip. "This isn't over, Weasley. . . not by a long shot."
Snape showed up just then, and the class ushered into the dungeon. Nobody spoke a word of the fight, assuming that the two would handle it in their own way.
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Okay.had to have the little fight in there..SORRY!!!! ..we'll get back on track next chapter.