As i strolled down the corridor of the train, i felt blissful and care-free. I was about to start another amazing year at Hogwarts and i couldn't be happier. I hugged and said hello to all the friends i'd made last year, in Slytherin and the other houses, but i still seeked Belinda among everyone, as she was my best friend, and i'd promised i would sit with her. As i searched through the carriages, i suddenly saw him. He had the exact same effect on me now that he did last year. I imidiately bumped into another student and fell against the side of the train, where i stayed, as if i was glued there permanently, and watched Draco from a distance. He was talking to someone, who he seemed to want to get away from, but they clearly weren't getting the message. He said something, probably an excuse to go, and turned to walk away when suddenly a hand grabbed his arm, followed by another hand. The pair slimed up and down his arm, in a way which made me want to mame whoever it was on the other end of them. He looked down at them, looked at Crab and Goyle, who were standing loyaly by his side, then sighed and said something before allowing himself to be pulled into the carriage. Crab and Goyle followed, and the door slammed shut behind them. I hadn't realised that most of the students had gone now, and the noise had dyed down. I looked around, then proceeded up the passage towards the carriage i'd just watched slam shut. I tried to pass and casually look inside to see who he was with, then continue walking, but when i looked through the window, i got the shock of my life. Well, the shock of the that day of my life anyway. Belinda was sat opposite the Prince, simpering sweetly in his direction, whilst he sat and stared out of the window. It was clear she was attempting to start a conversation with him, but all he gave as a reply was the occasional look in her direction. Whenever he did this, she seemed to glow with excitment, and started to gabble. After a while, she noticed me standing there, and grinned at me, beckoning me inside the carriage with little gestures. As i opened the carriage door, Draco gave a fleeting glance in my direction, before then turning back to the window. After a second, his head whipped back, his shining hair flopping over his eyes slightly. I put my trunk on the overhead shelf, then sat down next to Belinda, trying desparatly not to look at him. I had changed some what over the holidays, grown a few inches, developed in certain areas, but Draco had changed even more so. His hair was no longer slicked back, but cut into a more attractive style, with a side parting and a bit of a fringe. He also seemed slightly more...muscular. Not in the sense of bulging bisceps, but he looked sort of..stronger. He seemed to have grown up. I knew that if i looked into his grey eyes, i wouldn't be looking away anytime soon. Instead, i took a book out of my small shoulder back and began to read, still aware of Draco's eyes on me.
The rest of the journey was slightly uncomfortable, as Belinda's efforts at starting a conversation became weaker and weaker, until eventually she ran out of things to say. I heard her lean her head against the window and sigh, dramatically. Actually, in her attempt at being casual, she leaned a bit to hard and banged her head on the glass. I imagine it hurt quite a lot. When the train finally pulled into the station, I tried to make as quick an exit as i could, without leaving Belinda. The two of us stood up, I put my book away and then we hauled our trunks down from the shelf. Or, rather embarrassingly, I tried to. Although I had grow several inches, I still had trouble reaching the shelf. Suddenly, I heard a voice right behind me, so close a shiver went down my spine.
'Here, let me get that for you.' said Draco quietly. His arms snaked their way past mine and lifted the trunk down with ease, bringing it down in front of my face, meaning his arms were now basically around me. He was so close I could smell him, and i caught the scent of vanilla and peppermint, somehow making an intreging and delightful smell. I was so tempted to lean back into him, to rest my head on his shoulder. But i wasn't going to let him win me over, just so he could feel better about himself, knowing he'd 'still go it' or something. So I took my trunk from his hands, and his arms lowered slowly but he stayed standing where he was
'Thank you.' I said, in what i hoped was a calm voice, in an attempt to hide the rapid beats of my heart, which were so loud in my head it felt like the whole train should be able to hear them. Suddenly, Belinda, who i'd in truth forgotten was there, burst between the two of us, hurriedly saying something about how she didn't want to miss the carts to Hogwarts. I could see as she scurried away that she had tears in her eyes. How could i be so selfish? Maybe i was conforming to the Slytherin stereo-type. I couldn't bare it. I grabbed my trunk and bag and I started towards the door.
'Belinda, wait, I'm sorry!' I cried after her. As i reached the doorway, a hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. I turned to see those grey eyes staring back at me.
'See you at dinner?' he said, with a slight smirk and a raised eyebrow. I was staring into his beautiful eyes, the eyes i so desparately avoided, and now the bravado was gone, and he could see it was. His smile grew slightly. I forced myself to pull away, trying to remember that i didn't want him to get the better of me.
'Yeah, what ever.' i half whispered, and i turned and hurried after Belinda.