The next morning Draco Malfoy sat down at the Slytherin Table and immediately scanned the Gryffindor one, and it wasn't so that he could laugh at The Golden Trio.
He greeted Blaise and ate some toast slowly until he saw her rushing in towards the end of breakfast.
She looked just as good as she had yesterday, only more tired and not in tears. Her clothes clung to her curvy figure in a way that suggested they were specially brought and tailored for her form, when in actual fact they were just normal clothes and she was lucky enough for them to cling to her in all the right places.
She settled down next to Lavender Brown and sleepily replied to her friends greeting as she grabbed an apple.
He watched her throughout the rest of breakfast, she ate daintily; it never ceased to amaze him that it was in fact possible to eat in a cute way.
Parvarti Patil stood up quickly and grabbed Amy's upper arm to pull her friend along. Draco watched her barely conceal a wince as she bit her lip and he winced quietly with her as he pictured the bruises from last night.
Diggory had left bruises that were almost the exact shape of his hands Draco remembered as he watched the three girls run from the hall.
He realised that someone had asked him something and that all of his friends were staring at him.
"See you later he muttered" at them and turned to go, but first he heard-
"Wait for me Drakie" called Pansy in her sickly sweet voice, if you could see her voice Draco thought, it'd be covered in pink frills and lace.
"Oh Christ" he groaned and he practically ran from the hall before hiding in the first boys toilets he came to.
A/N: Sorry this is a short one, I'm working on a third chapter now though