It's my third year at Hogwarts; we've just gotten off of the train and I can already tell that this is going to be an uneventful year. I am now walking into the Great Hall with my two mates Crabbe and Goyle. We take our usual seats in the middle of the Slytherin House table. The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin.
"Now Students before we begin the Sorting Ceremony, we have a new student with us; she is a third year and she will need to be sorted." Professor McGonagall said.
"Great another idiot to add to this school." I said to Crabbe who sitting to the left of me. Goyle was on my right.
"Gentile, Michelle," McGonagall read from a piece of parchment. A tall, beautiful, brunette girl, with a gorgeous body walked to the stool and sat down.
"Mmhm, a bright mind, with a taste for adventure." The Sorting Hat said to her, she looked a bit nervous. "I know just where to put you, SLYTHERIN!!!" yelled the Sorting Hat.
Most of the Slytherins jumped up and started clapping for her as she calmly walked over to our table. She sat next to Ashley Mooring, a 7th year.
The Sorting went on, after it was done everyone chatted away as they ate. I was intrigued with this new girl, I wanted to talk to her but she was to far down the table. After dinner, we all walked down the dungeon to our common room. I hope I could talk to her there.
There were so many people around her that night I didn't get a chance to even introduce myself! Well, maybe I can talk to her tomorrow, I walked up to my dormitory and went to bed.
The next morning I had breakfast then went on to my Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. Surprisingly, I didn't see Michelle in there so I just sat down next to Crabbe. Class has started and she still isn't here, oh well. We have DADA with the Gryffindors again! The only good thing about this class is that I get to make fun of the Golden Trio: Scar-Head Potter, Ginger-Nob Weasley and that know-it-all Granger.
Like most of the teachers here, the new Professor Lupin, favors Potter. What an idiot!
"Class, if you'll kindly and silently turn to page 123 in your books we can begin." He said. Just then she walked in.
"Sorry I'm late, jetlag, you know." She said as she surveyed the class for some sign of life. "Or maybe you don't."
"Well, that's quite alright seeing as you just got here but please don't make a habit of it." He's so annoying. "Now I hope you are very nice to our new friend, and make a good impression."
Every one in the class started to whisper about her. Most of the guys were just saying how incredible looking she was. I sat there in amazement she has the most incredible smile- she just smiled at me. Did I just wink at her? I have no idea where that came from. All the girls were criticizing her; saying that she was ugly and other not-so-nice things. They're just jealous.
"So would you like to tell us a little about yourself?" Lupin said to her.
"Well I came from Salem's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in America, I am originally from North Carolina. I am 5 foot 4 inches, a Leo, and I love the performing arts."
"Sounds like you'll be a great addition to the school! Why don't you go take a seat back there? Like I said, please turn to page 123 to begin our study of Boggarts." Professor turned to the board and started writing something on it.
She nodded her head and walked towards the back. As she walked passed me she lightly touched my arm. I saw her in every class that I had but still had no time to talk to her, until I got into the common room that night.
"So as far as the teachers here know, I excelled in all my classes at Salem and so they transferred me here. Boy is that a load!" Almost every Slytherin, except Pansy Parkinson and her gang, surrounded her. Of course, Pansy is going to hate any girl that might take her "territory". Pansy's gang consisted of only three other girls; Chantal Day, who is just as evil as Pansy if not more she's also the leader of the gang although Pansy would like to think she is, Millicent Bullstrode, dumb as a rock but tougher than nails, and Kim Taylor the follower of the group.
They all were just standing back, watching Michelle.
"Oh Draco, thank god you're here so I don't have to listen to this Yank any more." Pansy said to me when she grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to her.
"Can you let go of me now, I have more important things to do." I snarled at her.
"If this has anything to do with her I'll-," she said as she looked at Michelle.
"You'll do what," I just walked away. Goyle and I kept walking towards the crowd.
"So why are you here?" Goyle blurted out. I punched him in the arm for being so rude.
She turned around, startled,
"Well if you must know, I got kicked out." Everyone was going crazy with questions.
"What did you do?"
"Doubtful, she probably went through all the boys there and came here to take over." Chantal scowled. Michelle didn't seem to pleased when Chantal said that.
"Well I'm sure you've done it for me already." Michelle said.
"Better watch your back." Chantal threatened.
"While I'm at it I'll watch yours too." Michelle said almost like she dared Chantal to say anything else.
Chantal, Pansy, and their gang went up to the dormitories after that. Michelle followed them with her eyes, and when Pansy looked back at her Michelle just smiled and waved. That definitely annoyed Pansy.
Michelle is feisty, I can tell that much. Her accent intrigued me, it sounded so innocent but so sexy at the same time. I knew she was going to be a fun challenge. She saw me walk in.
"Well I'm sorry everyone but I'm getting kind of tired so lets wrap this up." She kept her eyes on me when she that.
"I'm Michelle," she said when she walked up and she extended her hand to me.
"Draco Malfoy" I said, then I grabbed and kissed her hand I know she'll like that. "Pleased to meet you."
"Oh well the pleasure is all mine, I guess I got I smooth one on my hands here." She said I knew she's like it. "You're in some of my classes right?"
"Yes," I said calmly.
"Well you'll be walking me to class tomorrow then," she said as she started to walk off to the girls' dormitories.
"Is that a request?" I yelled back to her.
"No, that's an order." She smiled seductively, and winked at me.
"Well she's going to be fun," Crabbe said to me.
"You have no idea," I said to him as I thought to myself.
As I walked into the Great Hall the next morning Michelle was sitting next to Amy Burkett and Ashley Mooring, both 7th years, just as last night everyone was listening and talking to her. People from different houses were trying to talk to her, even some Gryffindors wanted to talk to her. She is becoming quite popular.
Pansy and her gang are not appreciating this at all. Not like they get attention anyways, but they still felt left out and we're not going to let her have the spotlight. I took my seat in between Crabbe and Goyle, Pansy jumped out of her seat when I did.
"Hey Smooth, What's up?" Michelle said to me.
"Smooth?" I asked.
"Yes, that's my new nickname for you." She said then she winked at me.
"You're not actually talking to this American, are you, Draco?" Pansy said to me as she glared at Michelle.
"Yes, he is, its better than talking to you!" Michelle snapped back at her. The crowd surrounding her became quite.
"Excuse me!" Pansy said, "Are you going to let her talk to me like this Draco?" she said to me.
"Actually, yes." I said then winked back at Michelle. Pansy stomped away.
"Oh, aren't we a bit controlling." I said back to Michelle.
"Sorry, but when people are talking trash about me I have to say something." She apologized.
"Don't be sorry, I like it." I told her.
"So Michelle did you really get kicked out of your last school?" some 1st year asked her.
"Yea but lets keep that between us, we don't want the teachers to think I'm some kind of bad girl you know." She said with sarcasm.
Everyone around us laughed. The crowd started to calm down as a little time passed. She finally was able to eat some breakfast. Just then, I felt a foot slowly move up and down my calf. It startled me, but I didn't want to draw attention to it. So, I looked around and when I looked at Michelle she smiled at me. I knew it was her.
After breakfast, I walked with her to DADA; we talked a lot. She told me about her family, and why she was kicked out. I told her a little about my life, I don't know if I trust her yet, but I will as time comes.
"You know Smooth you're pretty cool for a stuck up rich kid." She told me as we were nearing class. I knew she was just joshing me when she laughed. She has a really cute laugh.
"You know, you're pretty cool for an American." I jokingly said back to her.
"Oh, you're learning quick, I think I'll need to keep an eye on you." She said. As we entered the class everyone asked her to sit with them.
"Sorry guys, I'm sitting with Draco today, I need to a close on him." She said as she moved towards my seat.
For the rest of the day, I heard people use some of the American words that she was saying. It's almost ridiculous. She's been here for about 2 weeks now and we have been flirting, as she says it, non-stop. I'm really starting to fall for her, and I don't know what to do. I have Care of Magical Creatures with her. Today the ugly giant Hagrid has some hippogriffs for us, but that doesn't matter to me. Its not like I really pay attention in this class anyway.
As were waiting for him to come out with the hippogriffs, Michelle is teasing me. Her and some other Slytherin girls are leaning against a boulder and she is slowly lifting up her skirt, just enough to distract me form everything else. That's just what she wants too. Potters annoying me so I have to deal with him.
"God this place is going to the dogs," I said loudly. "That oaf teaching classes, my father'll have a fit when he hears about this."
"Shut up Malfoy," Harry spat.
"Careful Potter there's a dementor behind you-"Just then the boys and me put our hoods on and imitated a dementor. Granger pulled Potter away and snarled at me. Michelle smiled at me so I knew she liked it when I did that. She brings out a kinder side out of me. I don't like it. I really like her though.
"What the-"I said as Hagrid brought out some Hippogriffs. I guess he actually wants someone to get on those things; I'm not going to do it! But being the pet he is Potter volunteers. We were so disinterested with what was going on in the class Crabbe, Goyle and me started talking about girls'; I was talking about Michelle of course.
"So Draco when do you think you and Michelle will do anything?" Goyle said with a smirk on his face.
"I don't know," they looked disappointed in me. Usually I would have something like "soon" or "tonight" but Michelle's not like all the other girls. I can't let them know I have true feelings for her, that it's more than just a physical attraction.
"Some time soon I'm sure." I said quickly so as not to let them start to get any ideas. HA! Crabbe and Goyle get ideas! Like that will ever happen. I laugh to myself.
We stopped talking to watch Potter try to get on a Hippogriff. Maybe he'll get hurt; we can only hope. When he only petted the beast, everyone applauded for him, everyone except for my gang and me. Even Michelle clapped for the fool. Why is she so nice to everyone?
Potter even got to ride it; oh this is just great! Again, everyone clapped for him. That loser! We all got assigned a hippogriff; I get the one Potter just rode. Well I'm not going to let Potter get all the glory. So I went up to the thing and it bowed to me, and I pet it.
"This is very easy," I drawled loud enough for Potter to hear me. "I knew it must have been easy if Potter could do it...I bet you're not dangerous at all are you?" I said to the Hippogriff, "You great ugly brute!"
Just then the stupid thing attacked me! It sliced my arm a few inches and it would have slit my wrist! It almost killed me I swear it! Hagrid took me to the Hospital Wing. Michelle came to see me.
"Are you okay?" Michelle said with compassion.
"Yes, I'll be alright, I hope" I told her. It didn't really hurt and I was going to be okay, but I wanted her to feel sorry for me.
At dinner that night the spotlight was on my injury and me. Of course everyone wanted to know if I was all right. Michelle was really worried about me.
"Did it hurt terribly Draco?"
"No I'm all right now but if it wasn't for Madam Pomfrey they would have to chop it." I told everyone. A few girls gasped when I said that.
"Oh that's terrible," Michelle said. She was sitting next to me. She leaned over and whispered in my ear to meet her in the common room later that night. Oh no, here comes Pansy.
"Oh no Draco Are you all right? Is everything okay? Do you need anything?" Pansy said to me.
"No, I'm fine." I said trying to ignore her.
"Its okay Pansy, I'm here to take care of him." Michelle snapped back at her.
"Well Draco if you really want her taking care of you then I guess I'll leave," Pansy said back at Michelle, "But if you want a real woman taking care of you then let me know."
"Michelle's doing a good job so I really wont need your assistance." I sneered. Pansy trudged off.
After everyone had gone to sleep I snuck down to the common room and there she was in her sleep clothes. She looked so stunning in her little shorts and that tank top she was wearing. The only thing lighting the room was the fireplace, I could barely see anything, but I was still able to see her.
"Hey," I said.
"Hi," she smiled. "Come here,"
I sat next to her by the fire.
"So how are you feeling?" she said while moving closer to me.
"I-I'm ok," I stuttered, "It still hurts but I'm ok."
Why am I so nervous, probably because there's an unbelievably gorgeous girl making moves on me.
"You like me, right?" She asked.
"Yes, of course how could I not?" I blurted. She sniggered at me.
"Well then relax, its just me, there's nothing to be afraid of, I won't bite, promise," She cocked one eyebrow, "Unless you ask me to."
At that moment, everything in the room disappeared; it was just she and I. She's a really good kisser. It felt like we were kissing forever. My mind is racing with what to do, where to put my hands, am I doing it right? I have never been this nervous when kissing some one. For me, it just comes natural but with her, I don't know.
"See that wasn't all that bad," she smiled.
"Not at all, but of course for me, its nothing." I tried to cover up my nervousness.
"Well aren't we a bit conceited tonight?" she laughed
"Just a bit," We both laughed for a while.
"You know, you're the only person that I can really open up to, I mean I could never tell Goyle about my life at home." I told her.
"Good, that's the way I'd like it. You can be a tough bad boy with your friends but when it's just you and me, I want you the way you are right now."
"So you don't want me to be a bad boy with you?" I smirked.
"Well it depends on the situation." She laughed. We kissed again this time for longer. But she pulled away.
"What was that? Did you hear something?" she said anxiously.
"No I didn't hear anything." I said as I leaned closer to her, wanting to kiss her again.
"I think I should go to my room now." She said worriedly as she stood up looking around for someone spying.
"Well then, if you must leave." I said jokingly to her.
"Good night," she said as she walked off.
"Where's my kiss goodnight?" I said to her. She stopped walk back to me and kissed me again. She crept back up to her room. I don't know how I feel about her and me yet. When she was out of site, I went back to my room. I couldn't fall asleep, I was too happy.
Its been a long time, if ever, since I have felt this way about anything. I thought about her and the whole situation all night. When I finally fall asleep, I had a dream about her.
The next morning I met Michelle downstairs in the common room.
"There you are." She said to me.
"Here I am, where was I?" I asked sarcastically.
"You ready to go to breakfast?" She asked.
"Ready when you are." I told her. We walked to the Great Hall together.
"So what do you think about what happened last night?" she asked me as we walked.
"Well –I –I thought it was great, I hope it can happen again." After I said that she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the nearest closet.
I closed the door gently as to not draw any attention to us, I pushed her against the wall forcefully. I grabbed both of her hands and pressed them by her head on the wall. Then I slowly went in for the kiss. I moved my lips from her mouth down her chin then onto her neck.
I trailed kisses down her neck, as she makes little moans. I start to suck on her neck. I pull away and there's a huge red mark on her neck from where I was sucking. We start to kiss again as her hands explore my body. I push her even more to the wall as I start to bite her neck.
Her moans get louder the more I bite and suck her neck. I move down to her chest; she brings me back up to her face and kisses me. She then removes my shirt. My body mesmerizes her; she slowly surveys me. She grabs me, turns me around and pushes me against the wall. She seductively looks up at me. I looked at her; she knows what I want, and she just might give it to me.
I captured her lips into a deep kiss; she was trapped against me and with my hands free groping at her garment. Instinctively she shuddered and moved against me, she gasped at my sizeable arousal creating her to shiver again. Michelle kissed me greedily and for a moment lost her rational train of thoughts, I moaned and commenced sucking her neck she trembled at my touch making her feel new sensations that never felt before with anyone else.
She pulled away before it could get too intense.
"I think we should stop," she said almost gasping for air.
"If that's what you really want." I told her. She's so irresistible, that I really didn't want to stop. If that's what she really wants then I guess we have to stop.
"Yes, I promise we will continue this sometime later." We kissed, then I put my shirt back on and we walked out of the closet. We walked into the Great Hall, holding hands, there was a slight pause, then all the Slytherins started cheering and clapping for us. Well, everyone except Chantal, Pansy and their gang. Apparently they wanted us to get together since we met. So we took our seats, ate our breakfast and walked to class, with no closet detours.
With only a few closet incidents, it was like this until winter break. I was going to my home for Christmas and Michelle was going to her home. The night before we were all supposed to leave, the creaking of my door opening woke me. I figured it was the wind, so I ignored it and tried to go back asleep.
When I heard footsteps slowly creeping towards me, I inconspicuously grabbed my wand from my nightstand and had it at the ready if anyone attacked me. Then that someone climbed into my bed! I turned to see who it was and there she was. The most beautiful girl I have ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes on.
"What are you doing here?" I asked her softly. She kissed me.
"This is the last time I'm going to see you." She seemed a bit choked up. So I asked her what was wrong. Her eyes starting filling up with water, but she hadn't cried.
"I found out today that when I go home this Christmas break, I'm going home for good." My heart sank,
"You're leaving forever."
"Come one now, don't make it seem like I'm never going to see you again," she said.
"What if I don't," her expression became puzzled.
"You're the only person that I ever –never mind." I couldn't tell her that I loved her, not yet anyways, not here, not now. "I knew I should have never given my heart to anyone, I should have never let out my true feelings. This is what happens when you get caught up in something that won't last." I rambled, tears started to stream down her face.
"How could you say something like that? This will last, just wait, I love you!" I can't believe she said it before I did. "Do you know how great I felt that I was the one to bring out the real you?"
"No, I guess not. But this is not the real me, I am not some love sick puppy." I became angry. Not with her, but with myself, what am I thinking? I'm such an idiot.
"Why are you saying things like this?" she asked me with tears pouring out of her eyes.
"I love you too, and that scares me." I told her, no holding back now.
"Why would it scare you?"
"Because this is not me! I'm the stuck up rich kid, who thinks he everything. Love scares me!"
"Well, I'm sorry that I scared you. I just wanted to say good-bye." She started to get up, when I grabbed her and kissed her.
"Its not you that scares me, its not love, I'm afraid of getting hurt again, I've never been loved and I don't know how to handle it. That is what scares." I said to her. She just stared at me then smiled.
"So why are you leaving?"
She went on to say that her parents missed her so much. I will soon feel the same. As she told me she cried, I can't bare seeing her like this. Every time a teardrop runs down her face my heart breaks a little more.
"Shh," I tried to calm her, "Everything will turn out fine." I should be looking in a mirror when I say this. I didn't even believe me. I wiped the tears from her face and kissed her. She kissed me back even more passionately. Her kiss grew more intense; she wanted more, she climbed on top of me.
I was afraid of what we were about to do. Don't get me wrong I wanted to do it, I have been waiting for a while now, but I would feel terrible now that's she's leaving. We were both sitting up now; she was on top of me.
Besides a few times in the closet, which she only saw my chest, she never saw me without my robes on. Since I was asleep, all I had on was my boxers. She was quite amazed with what she saw, for the fact that she didn't take her eyes off of my body.
"Do you like what you see?" I laughed.
"Oh you know it, Smooth!" She said back in a sarcastic yet serious way. Then she slowly took of her shirt.
"Do you like what you see?" I was speechless; I knew she had a great body, but the only time I saw her even close to this was that night in the common room.
"I'll take you stunned silence as a yes," she said and kissed me.
Her kiss lingered, it takes me in like nothing I have ever felt. The candy sweetness scent of her, my heart is racing, and I'm barely touching her. By this time, were still sitting up, and she's still on top of me under the covers, but now she's slowly moving up and down on me.
The moonlight moved across her skin. I started to lightly kiss her neck. Now, we moved together up and down. The world doesn't understand our love, and they never will. I grow stronger in her hands. The ecstasy I felt within her was nothing I could ever describe.
I moved from her lips to her neck, and slowly bit into it. A trickle of blood fell from her neck, her moans got loader, and I licked the blood and began to suck some of the blood out of her body. Michelle was panting heavily.