Chapter 2: Draco
As I walked into the Heads common room, I had to step over Granger's books that were strewn over the floor just to get up the stairs and into my green and black room decorated in everything Slytherin.
I laid down on my soft bed, still fuming about that Rayden girl. Who did she thing she was? Talking to me, Draco Malfoy, the heir to the Malfoy throne, like that? Obviously, she has no idea who she's dealing with.
Why am I letting her get to me like this? I should just let it go.
I got up and grabbed my Potions homework from the floor where I dropped it. However, as soon as I sat down at my desk to work on it, I started thinking about that girl again.
She was so mysterious. It was as though she had so many secrets that just made me want to pry them out of her. She was so interesting in the way she stood up to me like that. I don't like that fact that I don't scare every girl in this school, but it does make her very interesting.
What am I thinking? She hangs out with Granger, a Mudblood! She's a disgrace to purebloods everywhere! Why am I saying she's interesting? I must be losing my mind!
Nevertheless, the way she looked entranced me. Her silky black hair shined in layers around her face, and when she looked at me with those emerald orbs, I couldn't help but melt.
Why am I saying these things about her? I don't feel things about girls. I use them, and then dump them. Girls mean nothing to me but toys I can play with and then forget about. And I just met her, damn it!
My thoughts were interrupted by a slam of the portrait door closing and I knew that Granger was back.
"MALFOY!" I heard her scream. "Get your arse down here! NOW!"
I smirked as I got out of my chair. I went down there just to watch her scream. I loved how easily I could make her angry.
When I came down the stairs, I saw her standing there with her hands on her hips and a threatening was on her face.
"How can you be so rude?" she screeched. "Just because you got your ego bruised by a girl, doesn't mean you have to throw a fit like you did!"
"What do you care, Mudblood?" I asked, never once losing my smirk as I saw her wince. "I saw your face when you saw her. You looked as though she was the last person you wanted to see."
"Don't you start turning this around on me, you little ferret!"
"It's true isn't it?" I asked, already knowing what the answer was.
The Mudblood just looked at me as if she was going to curse me into the next life for a few moments before she finally spoke again. "You have no idea who she is!" she cried. "You don't know what she's like! She bad! She ruins people's lives! She's evil! In fact, I think you two must be long lost relatives, or something."
I was confused at that moment. Granger's cousin, evil? Right then, I wanted to know everything about this girl. "So, what exactly are you talking about?" I asked.
Granger just looked at me, obviously disgusted. "Why am I even talking to you?" she asked with her arms in the air and walking past me to her room. "It's not like you really care anyways."
I rolled my eyes as she slammed her door shut and decided to do over to the Slytherin common room to talk to this girl.
When I arrived through the portrait hole and into the Slytherin common room, I immediately found her sitting on one of the hunter green couches with none other than the Slytherin whores, Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode, on either side of her.
I started to walk over there, but before I had taken two steps, I was stopped by my best friend, Blaise Zabini, as he stepped in front of me with a huge smile on his face.
"Hey, have you talked to that new girl yet?" he asked me.
"We've met," I replied hesitantly. "Why?"
"Draco, she is so hot!" he said. "I'm thinking about asking her to go to Hogsmeade with me."
I just looked at him. I didn't really know what my feelings were towards that. A part of me didn't care that he was just going to se her, because then I would have a perfect shot. However, the other part wanted to beat him senseless for it. And I really didn't know why. So I just pushed my new feelings out of my head and shrugged. "Whatever, Blaise," I simply told him. "That's okay with me."
Blaise just smiled as if he knew what he could do with her and walked off into the boys' dormitories.
I stood there for a few more moments looking at her contemplating whether I should go over to her or not. She looked up from where she was talking and caught my eye for a moment, but then turned her attention back to whatever Pansy was saying.
So I just shook my gaze from her and walked back to my common room with my hands deep in my pockets and thoughts swimming in my head.
