I own nothing except Ivy, Skye and the concept. Everything else goes to JK Rowling. I have nothing to give in case of a lawsuit. Unless you want my smut.

It was the perfect time of day. Or so Draco thought as he sat down to the Welcoming Feast and waited impatiently for the announcements and Sorting to be over. After a few new additions to the Slytherin table were made, Draco's foot started tapping in annoyance. The usual veiled threats were made about the Forbidden Forest and Draco's stomach made a loud protest at the length of the speech, when he noticed the Sorting Hat and stool were still at the front. Intrigued, he decided to listen for once.

"We are also welcoming a new student into the Seventh year. She is originally from the states and has come to our school because of...complications with her old school. And now, we wish to sort her. Ivy Noire."

Draco's eyes widened as a familiar firm butt and long black hair passed by him and went up to the stool. Now facing the entirety of Hogwarts was Ivy. His one-night stand. His sex goddess. And she didn't even see him in the crowd. He now realized why sitting at the back wasn't the best idea when it came to this Welcoming Feast. He watched as she gave a half smile as she sat on the stool and put the Sorting Hat on her head. She seemed amused as the hat took its time making its decision. Draco watched in a daze and didn't snap out of it until he heard the hat yell "Ravenclaw!"

Loud clapping erupted from the Ravenclaw table, mostly from the Seventh year boys. Draco seethed and shot nasty glares at them as the whistles and catcalls continued. The food appeared on the table, but Draco hardly noticed. He was too busy. Watching her. Watching how she leaned over the table to introduce herself and extend her hand. Watching how her eyes sparkled in laughter at jokes, her hair shine in the candlelight. Seeing her meet her classmates and make friends with the youngest Weasley.

He had to talk to her.

Following her to the Ravenclaw portrait hole, he waited until she fell back a bit and grabbed her arm. Pulling her behind a statue, he heard her give out a startled squeal, but nothing loud enough to alert anyone else. She looked at her captor, her eyes widening and she appeared dumbstruck. He took that advantage to pull her even closer and catch her in a passionate embrace. Her body molded to his and he was lost in her scent, the feeling of her in his arms. Suddenly he was pushed back and reality crashed down on him like a sheet of glass.

She didn't look happy to see him.

"Don't think because we had sex once that I want anyone to know about it or that there's a relationship there. Don't be stupid," she stated and Draco could hear his heart of glass shatter.

"Also, don't assume I want to have sex with you again. No one knows me here and I want to start over. Don't tell anyone about what happened or you'll find yourself at the wrong end of my wand."

She huffed and stalked off, leaving Draco stunned and alone. He walked back to the Slytherin dorms in a daze. As he climbed into bed, he made a resolution to get her back. To make her want him.

To have her for his own.

To Be Continued...(after I finish stressing over other things)