Ok, here is chapter 7: Agitation

Dear Mother,

I promised to write didn't I? The train ride and sorting was uneventful, the sorting hat wants unity within the four houses, wanting to stop any other wars that could be in the making probably. People sit where they want to at breakfast and the common rooms are frequented by people from other houses often. Slytherin is probably the most resistant to change and I don't say anything but really I don't think its such a bad idea. Slytherin poisoned many peoples minds into believing muggle borns were evil scum, it wasn't just a Pure-blood concept.

Classes start today, double potions to begin, with the Ravenclaws. That should be interesting. I don't dread going to potions, which I'm surprised about, because what student is excited about classes? I guess I'm rather hoping that Slughorn and the other teachers don't see me and think instantly that I'm evil.

I'm glad I can write to you mother, I miss you. I hope you are doing well and aren't too lonely, please keep in contact with me or I'll worry too much. Hogwarts is ok, people see me and hate me, they glare and they whisper, they shout things, but its ok. Better then I thought, then I deserve.

Always, your son,

Draco.

Draco watched as his sleek eagle owl flew from sight, he leaned over the railing more and clutched then time table of his classes in his hands. When Mercury, his owl, was finally just a speck in the distance he turned and walked to his class, slowing slightly when he realized that he was somewhat early.

He entered the class and kept his eyes down, not in fear. Well only partially in fear, the other was the fact that he could feel Astoria Greengrass in the room and he wanted nothing more then to stay away from her.

He sat in a desk near the back corner of the room, easy for him to see the professor but not quite as easy for him to see Draco, he also noted that he had a clear sight of Astoria from his seat, for now she sat alone.

Draco sat alone as well, he pulled his textbook from his bag and leafed through it aimlessly, taking note of any potion that claimed to remove marks or blemishes, no matter how small. He had quickly trained himself to strengthen and change potions to fit his needs and was still hell bent on getting rid of his dark mark.

Suddenly the room was filled and everyone was talking softly, then Slughorn walked out with a grin on his face, "Hello students!"

There was a low murmur of, "Hello professor" and Slughorn was mighty pleased.

"I thought we could kick off the year with a little potion competition, eh? Everyone will work by themselves, yes sorry, sorry, and the winner gets- well you'll just have to see, eh?"

Everyone moaned and prepared their own cauldrons, waiting for further instructions.

"Alright, and since your all so pleased to be here" he laughed at his own joke, "We'll be making and Elixir to Induce Euphoria! Turn to page 109 and GO!" he clapped and everyone set off brewing their potions clumsily.

Draco sat for a minute reading the recipe, frowning when he came across something that seemed a hair off, or completely wrong.

He rose slowly and got his ingredients, and other ones as well. He walked back to the back of the classroom and stirred his potion constantly, while his classmates took breaks where the book told them too.

Draco sighed, if he stopped stirring the potion would collect in some areas and not be cohesive throughout. Obviously.

He rolled his eyes and continued to work in silence. Even so, he caught himself glancing up and to the right to check on Astoria every once in a while, feeling anger pit in his stomach whenever he realized what he was doing.

At one point she was so frustrated she threw something random in the potion, then regretting it, so she tried to fish it out, nearly singeing her robes in her haste. It was quite amusing actually.

He smirked in her direction and went back to work, nearly finished all he had to do was… drop in 3 castor beans?

No, no not 3, that would change the whole potion! 2 would be enough, especially since they were rather large.

He threw them in and stirred until the potion turned to appropriate shade of sunny yellow, then he took it off the heat and set it down. He waved away the mess he had made and took his seat again.

"Your not done, are you?" Nott demanded from his cauldron a desk away from Draco. His own cauldron was emitting a column of thick black smoke causing Nott to cough every few minutes of trying to control it.

He looked up at his friend and smirked, "Having a bit of trouble I see Nott"

"Shove it Malfoy, yours is probably rubbish anyway" with that he turned back to his desk, but not before attracting the attention of Slughorn, who now made his way over to their corner.

He peered into Nott's cauldron and inched away, then glanced at Draco, and seeing him just sitting put a frown on his face, "Mr. Malfoy, have you finished the assignment?" he asked, not expecting the answer to be yes.

"Yes, Professor" Draco said, tilting the cauldron so Slughorn could see better.

"My word! Its perfect, 20 points to Slytherin for superb brewing skill, you might have a career ahead of you my boy"

Draco didn't have anything to say to that so he simply nodded, noting that success in Slughorn's book seemed to overrule any misdoings on his part. The man waddled away still glancing back at Draco with an awed expression.

Perhaps if he were to impress the man enough he would be invited to the Slug Club (cringe) and possibly get ideas for removing the mark… ah everything came back to the mark.

It was the single thing that Draco Malfoy strived towards, and being a Slytherin he did not give up easily, and would do just about anything to get what he desired.

Slughorn would see him as a prodigy before the end of the month and Draco would have an invitation to the Christmas Ball. A smirk made its way onto his face, it felt good to have something to work towards.

Suddenly there was shout of surprise and a loud thunk. Draco turned and saw nothing but people crouching down, it was not until he heard, "Astoria?" repeated over and over that he made an move.

He stood and strode over, taking in her passed out state, Slughorn ran over, "What happened? What happened?" he demanded

The gangly boy that was sharing a table with Astoria spoke up, "She accidently got some of the essence of wormwood powder near her face and inhaled it"

Draco took in a deep breath, that was not good. He saw what the boy was doing to her anyway, he was getting too close with the powder, he was trying to make a move on her and actually ended up hurting her. Idiot.

Slughorn met his eyes momentarily, "Mr. Malfoy take Mrs. Greengrass to the hospital wing. Now please!"

Draco was shocked, and it was splashed across his face, but he stooped and scooped her up into his arms like she was a twig, then set out down the halls.

It was hard not to enjoy it, she fit so perfectly in his arms, and he knew that she was unconscious because she was injured but she still looked so peaceful and beautiful that he couldn't help but smile down at her.

A smile, not a smirk. It seemed that Astoria Greengrass was the only person in the world that made him smile for real right now.

He entered the hospital wing and-

"Mr. Malfoy! What is this?" Madam Pomfrey asked as Draco lay Astoria down gently on a bed.

"She inhaled Wormwood powder in potions."

"Ah!" she said and bustled about getting healing potions from the cupboards and pouring them down Astoria's mouth.

She coughed eventually and sat up, Draco helped her get into a sitting position as she hacked away.

Madam Pomfrey had to see to another student so they were completely alone.

"Wh- what- ha-happened" she hacked

"Rogers blew Wormwood into your face in his bumbling effort to ask you out" Draco said simply, no teasing or anger or anything. Just simple fact.

And she looked infuriated, "What are you on about? He's my friend"

Draco smirked, "My, my he was friendly then, does he treat all his 'friends' like that?"

"You act all innocent, don't bother thinking that people don't know about your escapades" she spat at him.

That made him raise his eyebrows down at her, "Who said I was hiding them?"

She shrugged pretending to be calm, still pissed as hell, "If I were shagging Pansy Parkinson I would keep it a secret too"

Draco narrowed his eyes, "I'm not shagging Parkinson." He said shortly.

"Ah? Acquired a new flavor of the week then Malfoy? I pity the girl that has to wake up to you knowing they made the biggest mistake of their life when they let you into their beds!" she screamed.

"At least I have beds to hop into Greengrass, the only person that would want you in their bed would be Rogers and we all know he's desperate for any form of contact" he said coldly

Astoria held back her tears rather well, "You're a slimy git Malfoy, a stupid toe-rag, a waste of space!" she ranted

"Keep going" he said harshly his eyes glinting cold but his demeanor not threatened.

"Your just a worthless little failed death eater, couldn't even please-"

But she stopped when she saw the look on his face, it wasn't wrath, no, it was worse then that to Astoria, it was a look of twisted self hatred and pain. She instantly felt bad for what she said and wished more than anything that she could take it back, but it was out there and it wasn't coming back.

His eyes flickered to his left forearm and she wanted nothing more then to reach out and grab hold of him, keeping him there with her, even if he was just fighting with her, it was better then him hating himself and being so alone.

But he turned on his heel and left, and she didn't call after him. Not a word, or a sound. But the second that the door slammed hot tears ran down her face as she hastily tried to rub them away.

Draco made his way to the common room because classes were all over, in fact he had missed dinner as well, passing a familiar girl on the stairway, she was wearing Ravenclaw colors and he stopped and turned to her, staring at her face.

She giggled and bit her lip, looking into his eyes, "Hi Draco" she murmured gently.

"Hey" he responded, "Going back to your common room?" he asked slyly.

"Why, want to join me?" she asked, a light filling her eyes.

"I'd be more interested in your dorm room" he said, lowing his voice so that it sounded sexy and gravelly.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him through the halls, they reached the doorknob and it posed a question, "All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. What am I?"

She giggled as looked up at him, he was thinking hard about it, and it was frustrating him, "Are you going to answer?" he said, nipping at her throat.

"Wind" she said to the knob, and pulled Draco through the open door and up to her room.

As soon as the door shut and the coast was clear he had her pinned to the wall, his hands were everywhere at once, her flat stomach and her arms, her sides, traveling up and down. Then her thighs as he lifted her to wrap her legs around his waist, then they traveled up to her breast, cupping them before massaging the nipple through all the unnecessary fabric.

All the while their tongues massaged each other, moaning into each others mouths, she was a good kisser and he was very aroused.

He leaned back to let her pull his shirt over his head and he undid her robes, dropping them to the ground as she stood in nothing but her skirt.

She pushed him back to her bed and climbed on top of him, pulling her skirt off in the process and his hands traveled back to her breasts, puling the cups on her bra down just below them so he could suck and tease as much as he wanted to.

Their lips crashed back together and she plunged her hand into his boxers, where had his pants gone? Who cares?

It felt good to forget being a monster and just relish in all the feelings that sex provided.

He turned them over and found her clit easily, rubbing it just how he knew she would like it and she mewled in approval, yelling and scratching his back.

He slid her panties out of the way and pushed off his boxers completely, then he thrust into her and she yelled. Luckily they had placed a silencing charm on the room so they could be as loud and they wanted to be.

The rhythm was not set and they were sporadic with their hips meeting, Draco felt closer and closer until she finally took his balls in her hand and started to rub them.

He swore loudly and came into her, thrusting harder throughout as she also had her release.

He lay there for a moment, hovering over her and breathing heavily, then she reached up and kissed him slowly and wiggled out from under him, pushing him down and she drew the curtains around them, falling asleep on his chest.

Draco didn't know if he wanted to spend the night in her room, he couldn't even remember her name and that made him feel like somewhat a douche bag. But he didn't want to be alone either. No, he couldn't be alone.

So he let the girl drape herself over him and fell asleep with her there, mentally reminding himself to wake up in time to get out before she woke as well.