AURA

After dinner, I rushed up the stairs, following the Slytherin guide. I wanted to see Air, my minature barn owl, and get my clothes straightened out. I saw Draco's brilliantly blonde hair bouncing up and down as he ascended the stairs two by two, for he already knew where he was going. I was so mesmorized by Draco that I suddenly realized, I left my wand in the Great Hall! Shit! I ran back to the steps, remembering my path for the way back, at lighting speeds, only to see that the steps decided to change right before I stepped on them. I tapped my foot impatiently and pulled on another strand of my long dark brown, almost black, hair. When they changed back, I sprinted down the stairs as to not allow them time to be bipolar. I walked into the Great Hall, and picked up my untouched wand from the end of the Slytherin table. It was apple wood, and it had woodburning everywhere. I tossed it in the air, then proceeded to run back up the stairs. About halfway up, I could feel a jolt beneath my feet. Dammit anyway. I leaned against the banister and waited impatiently once again, as the stairs moved. When they touched base again, I jumped off of them. "Foul buggers." I whispered under my breath. I would have to master those some day. I spun around on my heel and turned the corner swiftly...right into someone.

"Dammit, don't you watch where you're going imbicile?" a boy said, from on top of me. He propped himself up with his hands, but didn't roll off of me, as he saw who I was, and I didn't want him to...when I saw who HE was. Draco. He smiled a sort of half smile, and lept up beside me. He crouched down and extended his hand, I graciously grabbed it, and he pulled me up, so I was standing directly in front of him, no more than two inches away. He was at LEAST a half foot taller than me. I looked up into his icy light blue eyes. You could almost say they were silver. My eyes were a very deep blue, like the water around a tropical island. Draco leaned against the wall and, while still holding my hand, shook it and said, "My apologies. Your name?" I know I must have blushed, because his mouth turned up into a smirk again.

"Auralee. Auralee Wilson. But...people call me Aura." I said, nervously. Draco was still holding my hand, and I'm willing to bet that he could feel my pulse beating quite hard and fast.

"Draco Malfoy." he said, although I already knew too well what his name was, "So I saw you at the Slytherin table. But...you were talking to those three buggers. Potter, Weasly, and that Mudblood." I was confused. I looked up at him, and tried to convey my confusedness. Draco rolled his eyes, as if it were obvious. "Granger. That Muggle born git." Ohh. So a Mudblood is another word for Muggle born. Does that mean I'm one?

"Oh. Right. Them. Well, I sat with them on the train, so, I decided to keep company with them, since I don't know anyone else." I said, being sure to remember to ask Hermione why we were Mudbloods.

"Hm. I saw you on the train. You could have sat with me and my...friends." he said, hesitating on the word friends.

"You seemed a bit...preoccupied." I said.

"Not TOO preoccupied." he said, smirking yet again. "We had better get back to the commons or else a professor will find us." he said, pulling my hand after him.

I followed and watched his silvery blonde hair blow backwards as he rushed to the Slytherin common room. Draco and I parted by the fireplace.

"See you...later." Draco said, and he smiled and winked at me.

I blushed, so I turned away. It was not but two seconds later that I turned back around. "Draco?" I asked, as he was walking through the door to his dormitory.

"Yes?" he said sweetly, looking over his shoulder.

"Uhm...where's the girls' dormitory?" I asked, embarrassed.

He pointed over my shoulder.

"Oh...thank you." I said, spinning around and rushing to my room. I walked over to Air, and patted her on the back. She was very small, and nearly fit in my palm. I grabbed a pair of pajamas from my trunk, and stepped into the lavatory. I put them on, a spaghetti strap tank top and short shorts, and combed out my hair.

In the background, I could hear the other girls in my room chatting about, then stop. A door opened in the distance. And I heard voices, muffled of course, so I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I did hear what came next. "Who the devil is Aura Wilson?" a girl asked.

I dashed out of the lavatory in my skimpy purple pajamas. "I am." I said.

I looked over at the door, and there he was, Draco, standing in the archway. I gasped, before the girl said, "Well...Malfoy wants something to do with you."

I smiled, and the other girls scowled at me, as I followed Draco out into the commons again.

"So, I just wanted to talk to you." Draco said, sitting me down on the couch next to him. And so, we did just that. We talked until we couldn't anymore. Which meant that sometime during the conversation, I managed to curl up on Draco's chest, and his hand was in my hair. I drifted in and out of sleep, but I allowed myself to drift all the way, as I fell fast asleep, in Draco Malfoy's arms.