"I've got to go be sorted, Draco. We can't let them suspect that I'm gone. I have to tell them I'm making new friends or something," she said frantically. He nodded and escorted her t Professor Dumbledore's office. "Banana cream," he said, when he got to the door. It opened and Krystynnia watched in amazement. "I want one of those!" She exclaimed to Professor Dumbledore when he was in sight.

"Hello, Miss Flourierette, Mr. Malfoy. You gave the Gryffindors quite a scare," Dumbledore said. "But I'm not a Gryffindor, mind you? I wanted to make friends of all houses before I got sorted," Krystynnia explained with a little white lie. "Ah, yes. It is time for your sorting!" he exclaimed. He pulled the Sorting Hat off the shelf and placed it on Krystynnia's head as she sat down.

"Great mind, not always so friendly, rather wicked temper, however. I see you're very ambitious and will do anything to achieve your ends! Sounds like Salazar Slytherin himself!" the Sorting Hat spoke to Krystynnia just before yelling out that she was to be in Slytherin.

She smirked at Draco. He grinned back. "And Miss Flourierette, because of your good grades and magical ability, we have decided to make you a prefect alongside Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said cheerily. "You'll be occupying a very luxurious room as well, and all to yourself," he said. "Thank you, Professor! This is very generous of you," she said, beaming.

"Now, Draco, would you kindly show her to her room?" the Professor asked. "Of course, sir," he said, and they were off.

Krystynnia looked at him once they got to her room. She now knew how naive she was thinking that she had really fallen for George. She now knew where her future lay.

She approached him and smiled. Malfoy smiled and kissed her, softly and passionately at first, and then began kissing her harder, shoving his tongue past her lips to meet hers. Then he began unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a lacy red brassiere. "Did you plan for this?" Draco asked her, running his fingers over her beautiful pale skin. "No, but I prayed for it," she said breathlessly.

He looked up at her for a moment, meeting her eyes and silently asking if she was really ready for it. She nodded and leaned back, opening herself to him completely.