Wow! I've Had A Review, & A Pretty Good One Too! If You're Sticking With This, Well Done. It's A Short One Tonight, It's Been A Horrific Day At Work And My Lone Brain Cell Is Napping! Anyway, Here Is Another Random Chapter Of Random Dribblings! Enjoy! - K
Before they knew it, it was the end of the first week back at school and already, the amount of homework the fifth years had received was astounding. Malin was sitting in the far corner of the common room, trying to make head way with her herbology homework but was relentlessly disturbed by a noisy group in the corner. Two big lumps of fifth year boys were making an endless racket, and their gang leader was only goading them on. Her attempts of blocking out the conversation were useless.
She just sat there and listened to the three 16-year-old boys bitching about 'famous' Harry Potter, 'so called pure-blood' Ron Weasley & 'mud-blood' Hermione Granger. Hearing those words, 'mud-blood', sent shivers down her spine. If her housemates knew the truth behind her background, her life wouldn't be as plain sailing as it was now, especially as the sight of the young platinum haired boy would make her heart unintentionally skip a beat.
There was something about Draco Malfoy that had interested her ever since she started at Hogwarts, His bleach blonde hair, pale skin, immaculate dress robes; it was almost like he was royalty. The way he went on about his family, he felt like he was. Prince Malfoy of Slytherin. He seemed untouchable.
As the years had passed, his cheeky little 11-year-old face had become one of a very handsome 16 year old. His face, not touched by the horrors of adolescent acne and his voice had broken into a very attractive tone. His slightly upper class accent had remained.
She knew her feelings towards Malfoy would never be reality. Every time he bad-mouthed muggle borns, she knew nothing would come of this small school girl crush.
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