Chapter 2
~ Not enough words ~
Draco walked into Platform 9 and 3/4 and started to put his luggage into the train, while
everyone else was saying good bye to their parents. Then he walked outside and kissed his
mom good bye, his father wasn't there, he had important things to do. But that wasn't what
was bothering him. What was really bothering is that he knew he had to spend another year
at Hogwartz and another year with all those fucking Harry Potter fans.
Getting into the train Malfoy sat in a compartment with Crabble and Goile, who supponsingly
were his friends, but the truth was that Draco hated them, the only reason he hanged around
with them is because their parents were important connections and therefore his father had
instructed him to be their friend. Honestly, how could anyone like them?? They were dumber
than anyone he had ever met. And right now, he didn't feel like hanging around them.
- Crabble, Goile, i am gonna go for a walk, i'll see you two later.
They montioned to get up but he cut them off...
-I said ME you imbeciles!!!
And with that he left. While walking down the train he saw Ginny Weasly come out of a
compartment. I'm gonna have some fun with her, he thought.
-- What happened?, little weasel can't find a place to sit? Here is a thought sit on Harry's
lap, i bet you would love it! Oh, but then again little weasel is too innocent to do that,
isn't she?
But taking a better look at her he realized she didn't look the least bit innocent. Her
vivid red hair brought out her cinnamon eyes that contrasted with her red lips... and that
wasn't all, her body was something to look at! He didn't know what her parents were feeding
her,but it had to be something good, because it managed to fill her up just in the right
places! His gaze fell on her, following every inchy of her curved body and at this moment
wishing she would sit on HIS lap. While gazing at her, her didn't notice that she was doing
just the same to him.
- You know what Malfoy?! Fuck off! I'm sick and tired of your little comments.
Malfoy was a little shocked at her response but it only made her seem sexier to him, her
cinamon eyes were now burning and her whole body moved with her emotions. And look at that,
she seemed to have grown a mouth with her, not bad, but still she was a weasel and he
couldn't just put his Malfoyness aside for a nice pair of legs.
- What just happened? did little weasel really use the F word?! Well, i guess it's that time
of the month!
- Well Malfoy, at least i have an excuse for being bitchy, but what is your excuse for being
an asshole?
With that she placed her hands on her hips and smirked at him...but that was HIS smirk, how
could she have done that?! and what irritaded him the most is that he couldn't think of a
response. She then turned, flipping her vicious red her on his faced, and walked foward
disappearing to a compartment on her left. He just stood there thinking about how he wanted
to strangle her, except that strangling wasn't really what he wanted. He wanted HER, to
touch her, to caress her pale skin and kiss her vivid red lips, thinking about this a chill
ran over his entire body. What is the matter with you now? gone soft?, he asked himself.
Then he started to make his way back to his compartment thinking about how much he hated her
for making herself so irritable yet so irresistable.
~ Not enough words ~
Draco walked into Platform 9 and 3/4 and started to put his luggage into the train, while
everyone else was saying good bye to their parents. Then he walked outside and kissed his
mom good bye, his father wasn't there, he had important things to do. But that wasn't what
was bothering him. What was really bothering is that he knew he had to spend another year
at Hogwartz and another year with all those fucking Harry Potter fans.
Getting into the train Malfoy sat in a compartment with Crabble and Goile, who supponsingly
were his friends, but the truth was that Draco hated them, the only reason he hanged around
with them is because their parents were important connections and therefore his father had
instructed him to be their friend. Honestly, how could anyone like them?? They were dumber
than anyone he had ever met. And right now, he didn't feel like hanging around them.
- Crabble, Goile, i am gonna go for a walk, i'll see you two later.
They montioned to get up but he cut them off...
-I said ME you imbeciles!!!
And with that he left. While walking down the train he saw Ginny Weasly come out of a
compartment. I'm gonna have some fun with her, he thought.
-- What happened?, little weasel can't find a place to sit? Here is a thought sit on Harry's
lap, i bet you would love it! Oh, but then again little weasel is too innocent to do that,
isn't she?
But taking a better look at her he realized she didn't look the least bit innocent. Her
vivid red hair brought out her cinnamon eyes that contrasted with her red lips... and that
wasn't all, her body was something to look at! He didn't know what her parents were feeding
her,but it had to be something good, because it managed to fill her up just in the right
places! His gaze fell on her, following every inchy of her curved body and at this moment
wishing she would sit on HIS lap. While gazing at her, her didn't notice that she was doing
just the same to him.
- You know what Malfoy?! Fuck off! I'm sick and tired of your little comments.
Malfoy was a little shocked at her response but it only made her seem sexier to him, her
cinamon eyes were now burning and her whole body moved with her emotions. And look at that,
she seemed to have grown a mouth with her, not bad, but still she was a weasel and he
couldn't just put his Malfoyness aside for a nice pair of legs.
- What just happened? did little weasel really use the F word?! Well, i guess it's that time
of the month!
- Well Malfoy, at least i have an excuse for being bitchy, but what is your excuse for being
an asshole?
With that she placed her hands on her hips and smirked at him...but that was HIS smirk, how
could she have done that?! and what irritaded him the most is that he couldn't think of a
response. She then turned, flipping her vicious red her on his faced, and walked foward
disappearing to a compartment on her left. He just stood there thinking about how he wanted
to strangle her, except that strangling wasn't really what he wanted. He wanted HER, to
touch her, to caress her pale skin and kiss her vivid red lips, thinking about this a chill
ran over his entire body. What is the matter with you now? gone soft?, he asked himself.
Then he started to make his way back to his compartment thinking about how much he hated her
for making herself so irritable yet so irresistable.
