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.