Part Three
"Draco...What are you thinking!?" shouted Savannah as she paced the Slytherin common room. "What ever happened to the Draco Malfoy that maybe not all, but I at least, knew and was friends with?" "I don't know! One minute I'm blowing off steam from one bloody thing after another and then....Well...She happened, Annah!" Draco pleaded to her, flopping down on the couch. "Listen, Slick. Yes I just called you that...You can't let one pretty face mess up all of your future plans." she scolded. But then looked as if she had a stroke of genius. "Take me for example. I'm attractive, like you...Sure of myself, like you... and frankly I like men very much, I hope not like you... But not as much as I will mope around the common room batting my eyes and sighing like Loony Lovegood!" she yelled getting into his face. "I would much rather enjoy the attention and act very Slytherin about this. You get what I'm saying, Draco?" she said raising an eyebrow.
Draco sighed. He knew she was right. But there was just something about this girl. Never in all of his days, has Draco been enchanted by a girl at first sight. Ecspecially when he hasn't seen her face... Then he turned his cold grey eyes back to Savannah and smoothed his hair.
"You're growing soft. You aren't thinking. Crabbe and Goyle are starting to make sense to me." Savannah explained cocking her head to the left. "Face it. You've got it bad." "I know...I know." he said scowling. "But what about you and Thomas? That had to have---" "Meant nothing." she stopped him. "We liked eachother, and we fell into love, with love. It was a mistake." she gazed at the fire.
Draco looked at her. "Alright..." he paused and looked at the clock. "But right now I have Quidditch practice and you have prefect duty." he pointed as he pulled on his pads and cloak. "Bust some Gryffindors for me." he said giving the her the malicious Malfoy smirk. "No doubt....Just let our king block the quaffle, or let Potty catch the snitch.. Because your really cute when your in a bad mood." she boasted. "Yeah, yeah." Draco spat. "See you at dinner!" he called out. "Not if I see you first!" Savannah called. Within a few seconds he waved back to her and his slender figure disappeared behind the doors.
Savannah smirked as she looked out the window. Then let out a small giggle and paced up to the girl's dormitories.
An small tawny owl soared past the opened window in which Savannah had stared at and dropped a piece of neatly folded parchment on top of a book bag with the initials 'D.M.' engraved on the front. The piece of parchment, clear as crystal, in beautiful penmanship said 'Draco'.
"Draco...What are you thinking!?" shouted Savannah as she paced the Slytherin common room. "What ever happened to the Draco Malfoy that maybe not all, but I at least, knew and was friends with?" "I don't know! One minute I'm blowing off steam from one bloody thing after another and then....Well...She happened, Annah!" Draco pleaded to her, flopping down on the couch. "Listen, Slick. Yes I just called you that...You can't let one pretty face mess up all of your future plans." she scolded. But then looked as if she had a stroke of genius. "Take me for example. I'm attractive, like you...Sure of myself, like you... and frankly I like men very much, I hope not like you... But not as much as I will mope around the common room batting my eyes and sighing like Loony Lovegood!" she yelled getting into his face. "I would much rather enjoy the attention and act very Slytherin about this. You get what I'm saying, Draco?" she said raising an eyebrow.
Draco sighed. He knew she was right. But there was just something about this girl. Never in all of his days, has Draco been enchanted by a girl at first sight. Ecspecially when he hasn't seen her face... Then he turned his cold grey eyes back to Savannah and smoothed his hair.
"You're growing soft. You aren't thinking. Crabbe and Goyle are starting to make sense to me." Savannah explained cocking her head to the left. "Face it. You've got it bad." "I know...I know." he said scowling. "But what about you and Thomas? That had to have---" "Meant nothing." she stopped him. "We liked eachother, and we fell into love, with love. It was a mistake." she gazed at the fire.
Draco looked at her. "Alright..." he paused and looked at the clock. "But right now I have Quidditch practice and you have prefect duty." he pointed as he pulled on his pads and cloak. "Bust some Gryffindors for me." he said giving the her the malicious Malfoy smirk. "No doubt....Just let our king block the quaffle, or let Potty catch the snitch.. Because your really cute when your in a bad mood." she boasted. "Yeah, yeah." Draco spat. "See you at dinner!" he called out. "Not if I see you first!" Savannah called. Within a few seconds he waved back to her and his slender figure disappeared behind the doors.
Savannah smirked as she looked out the window. Then let out a small giggle and paced up to the girl's dormitories.
An small tawny owl soared past the opened window in which Savannah had stared at and dropped a piece of neatly folded parchment on top of a book bag with the initials 'D.M.' engraved on the front. The piece of parchment, clear as crystal, in beautiful penmanship said 'Draco'.