Cold, Cold Heart.

{Just a friendly reminder, Harry Potter and his magical friends and surroundings belong to the goddess J.K. Rowling, and everyone else who has been lucky enough to get their hands on a precious piece of Mr. Potter. I pose as no threat to any of them. I write this Fan Fiction simply because I love the Harry Potter series, and have a love for writing as well.

Also, as you will notice I have invented a character in this story, and she is ALL mine. Lily Longbottom is my character, I created her, and therefore if I discover that you've stolen any of my original ideas, I'll personally hunt you down and make you pay. =)

On a lighter note, this Fiction is rated R for strong sexual content (A few more chapters in), adult language, sexual references, and just . . . Well, I think that's about it. Now, enjoy the show!}

Chapter One: The Intriguing Exchange Student.

"Narcissa, I have returned . . . Exchange student in possession."

A cold voice belonging to Lucius Malfoy echoed from the entrance hall, sending chills down Draco's spine. He looked up from his untouched scrambled eggs, glancing over to his Mother, whom was currently skimming the morning's addition of the Daily Prophet. Before she was able to put it down, her husband came casually strolling into the kitchen, with a brunette girl near Draco's age closely behind him.

"This, is Lily Longbottom . . ." Lucius drawled out, "From France. Cousin of your schoolmate, Draco . . . Beeville, is it?"

"Neville." The slim girl corrected calmly, her green eyes skimming the room with curiosity.

Mr. Malfoy hesitated, "Whatever, he is her cousin." He snickered, still speaking to his son, though not making any effort for eye contact.

Draco simply stared; he was still taken aback by his Father's actions. After his escape from the unprotected Azkaban one year previously, he had been attempting constantly to regain his respect within the Ministry of Magic. So far, he had not succeeded, and now he had gone and applied for an exchange student, a Longbottom, at that. Had his Father gone mad?

"DRACO!" Roared his Father, invading his thoughts. "God Damnit! Are you deaf, child? I asked you to escort Miss Longbottom to her quarters . . . NOW" He barked, storming out of the kitchen, his wife striding out, rather apprehensively as well.

"Y-Yes, Father." He managed to get out. His gray eyes diverted onto the girl standing by the door, who was looking bewildered at the recent occurrences. Draco stood from the table, walking over to her, glaring. "Come on," He growled, shoving the door open, and heading out towards the staircase. As he quickly climbed to the correct level of the Malfoy manor, he could hear the clicking of Lily's heals tapping on the steps, while she followed his lead.

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"Draco?" She questioned, somewhat breathlessly, once they had reached the top of the third floor. He whipped around impatiently, discovering that their noses were nearly touching; so close that her warm breath was tickling his cheeks gently. "Yes, Lily?" He spoke through gritted teeth, trying to stay calm. He despised the fact that such an individual as a Longbottom was going to be residing in his home for the remainder of his summer. He noticed her eyes go wide; they were beautiful. An amazing emerald green, dotted with an occasional speckle of gold. What are you thinking? He mentally slapped himself, he should NOT be thinking of her in that manner.

Lily took a few steps back, she found Draco to be quite intimidating. "I was only wondering if we have reached my chambers yet?" Her voice wavered, as she gnawed on her lower lip nervously. She had had no intentions of upsetting him, but however cautious she was attempting to be; he seemed on edge.

Inhaling deeply, the silver haired boy nodded, "Indeed. We have arrived, oh and how wonderful-You're on the same level as me." He said sarcastically, pointing to the wooden door nearest them, directing Lily to enter.

She rolled her eyes, deciding that it would probably be best to follow her given instructions. Quickly, she went over to the door, pulled it open, and grinned at the sight before her. It was a magnificent room, decorated in green and silver, with a large four-poster bed, a crackling fire, and a few black leather armchairs. Sunlight was streaming gracefully onto the shiny floor, giving the bedroom a bright, dusty haze. When a tap was gently placed upon her shoulder, Lily shuddered, realizing instantly that it was only Draco. She had been so drawn to the new area; she had completely forgotten his presence.

"Hmm?" She muttered, tearing her eyes away from the wonderful scene. Before he could speak, she began, "Well, Draco would you care to help me unpack?" Again, before he could reply, she was ushering him into the room.

Grumbling under his breath, he wandered into the space, which he normally knew as the guest quarters. Draco shoved his hands into his robe pockets, feeling very awkward. "Uh - What can I do?" He questioned, praying that she would allow him to leave. But if his Father caught wind of him treating Lily with anything but flawless manners, he would surely never hear the end of it.

The tanned girl turned, and flashed a grin. "Open that trunk, and begin setting out my pictures onto the fireplace mantel . . . Than, if you don't mind too terribly - Start placing my robes into the wardrobe, over there." She said, pointing to the correct places in which she wanted her possessions.

Draco soon discovered many valuable facts about Miss Lily Longbottom, and found that even if he disliked speaking with her, that he could . . . and felt somewhat comfortable. Nothing he'd call a friendship, actually, he would never refer to it as that. Though, she wasn't nearly as dreadful as Neville, she was still a Longbottom. You must remember that, he thought silently, as he headed towards his chambers to retire for the evening.

{All right, I know that it wasn't anything special but it's only the first chapter, and I had to lay everything down. Now, I can build upon it. Anyone sense where this is going? Heh, Well I still have a lot of work to do, I have many good ideas . . . it seems my muse is acting kindly tonight. =) Oh! I would really appreciate your suggestions, etc.this is my first Fic, and I just don't know how I am doing. Anyhoot-The next chapter should be up later tonight, or tomorrow evening. Things will start to get better, but no rated R-ness until a few more chapters! I'm sorry; you're probably going to be skipping ahead for it, but ehh I beg you, don't! Well, I am off, ttfn!}