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[A/N - thanks to everyone who reviewed my story cos they were the first.]
Paula was such great fun during that month. She was friendly and cheerful and was always happy to help him out. She was also pretty and completely sexy which was always helpful. Crabbe, disappointed by the failure of his dare, constantly nagged Draco about leaving him behind. But when Draco thought back to how obsessed he became by Paula, it was really no surprise that he had ditched his friends. As he lay on his bed at the end of his first day he smiled as he thought of his first girlfriend. Everywhere he looked he saw her, or rather he saw things that reminded him of her. Like the statue that they hid behind when Snape was chasing them or the bench where they shared their first kiss or the tree that had their initials carved or their favourite spot beside the lake. It was pure bliss being so near to their shared memories but absolute torture that he couldn't be near her or touch her beautiful hair. Eventually he cried himself to sleep fantasising about what could have been if his pride hadn't gotten in the way.
The next morning Draco woke early, quickly dressed and made his way out to the Quidditch pitch. It was a cold, frosty morning and the light wind whipped at his ears and nose. He could remember once making this same journey with Abigail Ronaldson one morning. They had snuck out early in order to talk about things. Abigail believed that Draco was using her best friend and wanted to sort things out. But Susan Bones had seen them and reported back to Paula who had misunderstood everything. Thus resulting in the end of Draco's most prized possession. That was in the past. It no longer mattered how he had broken up with Paula. All that was necessary now was to get over her. Despite how hard it was he knew he would have to try if he was to ever be happy again. Wearily he took a seat in the stands of the pitch. He could clearly see himself flying around, seeing the Snitch, gaining on it and clasping the miniature ball in his hands. He could even taste the glory that he had once experienced.
Draco sat very still for a long time before the school bell rang to indicate the start of classes for the day. He rushed back up to the castle to begin his lessons when he banged into Professor Snape. It was their first one-to-one meeting since he had come back and something in Snape's eyes told him that he wasn't wanted here.
"I believe you're going to be late Mr Malfoy. I expected better of you." And with his trademark sneer he was gone. Too late Draco whirled around to see Snape's back retreating back down to the dungeons where he belonged. Realising the time he raced along the corridor, up the changing stairs and skidded into his classroom just as the last student arrived. The girl looked vaguely familiar but he could even begin to think where he had seen her before. Today's class was a mixture of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw 4th years. Looking at the class register he was astonished to see the names of Lili Potter and Perry Longbottom. Glimpsing up at the children he saw that they were sitting together waiting for the class to begin. Thus he began the class and he quickly realised Lili was just as intelligent as Harry had claimed. She answered all of his questions as well as some that he had directed at Perry and had been able to give the class a detailed description of what a Thiessen was. (A cross between a lizard and a bird. But not like a dragon.) She also looked exactly like her mother, Mandy Brocklehurst, and seemed to possess the charm and confidence that her grandmother, Lily Evans was said to have owned. Perry sat as awkwardly as his father used to but he seemed to have inherited his mother's brains for he proved to be a great deal smarter than Neville. Susan Bones also seemed to have influenced the boy's looks as well as his attitude. But although he had the same awkwardness Perry did not share the clumsiness that was legendary to his father. They would both be fine children for their parents to be proud of and Draco didn't doubt how much Neville and Susan loved their son but as for Harry and Mandy, well they were busy weren't they?
[A/N - thanks to everyone who reviewed my story cos they were the first.]
Paula was such great fun during that month. She was friendly and cheerful and was always happy to help him out. She was also pretty and completely sexy which was always helpful. Crabbe, disappointed by the failure of his dare, constantly nagged Draco about leaving him behind. But when Draco thought back to how obsessed he became by Paula, it was really no surprise that he had ditched his friends. As he lay on his bed at the end of his first day he smiled as he thought of his first girlfriend. Everywhere he looked he saw her, or rather he saw things that reminded him of her. Like the statue that they hid behind when Snape was chasing them or the bench where they shared their first kiss or the tree that had their initials carved or their favourite spot beside the lake. It was pure bliss being so near to their shared memories but absolute torture that he couldn't be near her or touch her beautiful hair. Eventually he cried himself to sleep fantasising about what could have been if his pride hadn't gotten in the way.
The next morning Draco woke early, quickly dressed and made his way out to the Quidditch pitch. It was a cold, frosty morning and the light wind whipped at his ears and nose. He could remember once making this same journey with Abigail Ronaldson one morning. They had snuck out early in order to talk about things. Abigail believed that Draco was using her best friend and wanted to sort things out. But Susan Bones had seen them and reported back to Paula who had misunderstood everything. Thus resulting in the end of Draco's most prized possession. That was in the past. It no longer mattered how he had broken up with Paula. All that was necessary now was to get over her. Despite how hard it was he knew he would have to try if he was to ever be happy again. Wearily he took a seat in the stands of the pitch. He could clearly see himself flying around, seeing the Snitch, gaining on it and clasping the miniature ball in his hands. He could even taste the glory that he had once experienced.
Draco sat very still for a long time before the school bell rang to indicate the start of classes for the day. He rushed back up to the castle to begin his lessons when he banged into Professor Snape. It was their first one-to-one meeting since he had come back and something in Snape's eyes told him that he wasn't wanted here.
"I believe you're going to be late Mr Malfoy. I expected better of you." And with his trademark sneer he was gone. Too late Draco whirled around to see Snape's back retreating back down to the dungeons where he belonged. Realising the time he raced along the corridor, up the changing stairs and skidded into his classroom just as the last student arrived. The girl looked vaguely familiar but he could even begin to think where he had seen her before. Today's class was a mixture of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw 4th years. Looking at the class register he was astonished to see the names of Lili Potter and Perry Longbottom. Glimpsing up at the children he saw that they were sitting together waiting for the class to begin. Thus he began the class and he quickly realised Lili was just as intelligent as Harry had claimed. She answered all of his questions as well as some that he had directed at Perry and had been able to give the class a detailed description of what a Thiessen was. (A cross between a lizard and a bird. But not like a dragon.) She also looked exactly like her mother, Mandy Brocklehurst, and seemed to possess the charm and confidence that her grandmother, Lily Evans was said to have owned. Perry sat as awkwardly as his father used to but he seemed to have inherited his mother's brains for he proved to be a great deal smarter than Neville. Susan Bones also seemed to have influenced the boy's looks as well as his attitude. But although he had the same awkwardness Perry did not share the clumsiness that was legendary to his father. They would both be fine children for their parents to be proud of and Draco didn't doubt how much Neville and Susan loved their son but as for Harry and Mandy, well they were busy weren't they?