What a boring class. I pushed through the younger students and rushed towards Slytherin, I needed to get a book and meet Pansy in the library to "study". She wasn't the prettiest girl, but she was "willing" as I would put it.
I sighed as I entered the common room, running up the stairs to my private room. I dug into the bag beneath my bed and pulled out a charmed book I had taken from the library; just as a cover-up for meeting Pansy there. I didn't really want to be seen with her, but nature called.
I ran back down the stairs and towards the portrait only to be bumped into by first year. I shouted, "Watch your step, firstie." I looked down at her, thus realizing who she was. It was the short, burgundy haired girl I had walked to class, suddenly nature didn't call too much.
"I'm sorry." She sputtered and walked on. She was cute when she was embarrassed.
"Don't be sorry." I chuckled as I followed her.
She sat down in such a fluster that she dropped her notebook. I thought I'd be polite, (wow, twice in one day), and pick it up. I held it in my hands, absent mindedly going through the pages. There was a small drawing of my face on one of the back pages. I pretended not to notice and gave the notebook to her as she reached out for it.
I stared into her dark eyes as she leaned away. They were a pretty site.
"I meant to get your name earlier." I started.
"Oh. I'm Camille Friend." She sat her notebook with the rest of her stuff.
"It's nice to meet you, Camille. Again that is. I'm Draco Malfoy." I watched her for a reaction to my name, but there wasn't really one, maybe she didn't know who I was. That would just mean a clean slate for me.
I offered to walk to her next class with her and she agreed. So maybe this girl was worth my time after all.