I watched the ceiling fan above me as Adam’s snores filled the bedroom. Turning my attention to the nightstand on my left, I saw the alarm clock flash 3am and groaned, realizing I haven’t slept more than twenty minutes. I let the events from yesterday afternoon replay in my mind, hoping to figure out what had happened. All I remember was dropping my things off in Adam’s room and walking right into Blake, who was in nothing but a towel. My thoughts and judgments flew out of my head at that moment and all I kept asking was did she taste as good as she looked. I didn’t just want to kiss her; I wanted to devour her. I needed to learn every curve of her body, needed to know everything about her, and I wasn’t sure what that meant. Girls were supposed to feel this way about me, not the other way around. I was Draco Malfoy for god’s sakes, the Slytherin God, and the boy who was known for breaking hearts. Not known for being nice and what I felt yesterday. Growling in annoyance, I got out of bed and made my way through the bedroom. Glancing over at Adam as he mumbled something in his sleep, I walked into the hallway, leaving the door slightly opened. I saw Lena sitting at a counter with a cup in her hand once I entered the kitchen.
“What do you have there?" I asked and walked over.
“Hot chocolate,” she answered shyly and looked up at me.
“Mind if I join you?”
She shook her head no and pointed to the kettle on the stove. Grabbing a mug, I poured some and sat next to her. She glanced at me at first then hid her face behind her brown hair. My lips tugged up into a smile as I sipped my drink, feeling it burn its way down my throat.
“Why do you hate my sister?” she asked moments later.
Placing the mug on the table, I stared at her, “I don’t hate her.”
She turned in the chair which revealed her face, “Then why are you mean to her?”
“She’s in Gryffindor,” I began with a shrug, “and I was taught to hate everyone who wasn’t in my house or a pureblood.”
“That’s not right.”
“What do you mean?”
“You shouldn’t judge people because they’re different then you.”
I sighed and played with the mug handle, “That’s how I was raised Lena.”
“You’re your own person,” she began, “and should let yourself be who you want to be, instead of allowing others make that decision for you. I might not understand what your family is like but if you continue to push people away because of them, you’ll be alone and that’s a sad why to live life.”
I smiled, “Maybe you’re right.”
She nodded, finished her drink and got up to place the cup in the sink. Turning to look at me, she walked over and gave me a hug. Shocked, I didn’t react at first.
“I think you’re nice Draco and I don’t want you to be alone,” she told me and kissed my cheek.
I shook my head as she left and walked up the stairs. Who knew an eleven year old could be so smart. Finally feeling tired, I cleaned up the kitchen and turned off the lights. I sighed as my body hit the bed once I reached the bedroom and closed my eyes.
I woke up the next morning to silence and realized Adam wasn’t around. Figuring everyone was awake and downstairs, I got up to get ready. I finished buttoning my shirt down the stairs and stopped, spotting Andrea hanging decorations on a Christmas tree that was near the living room window. Her brown hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, leaving some pieces to frame her face. A small smile was on her lips as she reached to place an ornament on the tree, which made her shirt roll up to reveal a flat stomach. Frowning, I looked away as I rubbed my chest, not understanding the rapid beating of my heart. Hearing a commotion coming from the kitchen, I ignored my feelings and watched Blake walk towards the door in confusion. She opened it and ducked as something flew past her head. I walked over, peaked over her head and saw Adam running around the kitchen as Lena sat on the corner throwing something at him.
“What happened?” Blake asked with a laugh and leaned against the doorframe.
“She wanted pancakes, ow!” Adam stopped and glared as Lena hit him in the forehead with a cereal bar. She threw another one with a laugh, but he ducked and it landed in the sink, “but I told her we ran out of milk so I gave her cereal bars and that’s when she started throwing them at me!”
Blake put a hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh. I shook my head in amusement as Adam glared at her then glanced at his other sister, who had a grin on her face.
Blake composed herself and narrowed her eyes, “Stop it right there.”
Lena’s hand stopped above her head and she looked at us with a guilty expression. Blake pushed off the doorframe and walked over towards the counter.
“It’s not nice to throw things, especially at your brother,” she said and took the bar out of her hand.
Lena bowed her head down in embarrassment, “Sorry.”
Blake shook her head and lifted her chin with a finger, “How about I take you out for pancakes?”
“Okay,” she shouted happily and ran out of the kitchen to get ready.
Adam’s eyes followed her, “Evil child.”
Blake laughed and jump up to sit on the counter, “She’s not evil.”
“The hell she isn’t, “he began and looked at her, “and take Draco with you.”
“Why?” she asked a little shocked
“Because I said so.”
She jumped off and walked passed without looking at me. Sighing, I said goodbye to Adam and grabbed my things that were near the front door. Andrea came down moments later as I was putting on my shoes with Lena right behind her.
“Let’s go,” she ordered and walked out.
I nodded as Lena grabbed my hand. I smiled down at her and we followed suit. Seconds later, we were walking through the streets of Diagon Alley, heading towards a pub that sold breakfast. We sat ourselves in the back and waited for a waiter.
“My name is David, “ he greeted once he got to our table. “What can I get everyone?”
I glanced over the menu, “I’ll have a cup of coffee and eggs with home fires,”
“What about you gorgeous?”
I looked up and found him grinning at Blake. I felt anger swirl throughout my body as my breath became harsh and shallow. My hands automatically clinched the menu tightly, itching to swing out and rearrange his face. She smiled sweetly and gave him her order as well as Lena’s. He nodded, winked at her and walked away towards the kitchen. He came back twenty minutes later, carrying a tray with food on it. Giving everyone their orders, he turned and looked at Blake with a smile.
“I have something for you, “he said and handed her a piece of paper with writing on it.
I snatched it out of her hand before she had a chance to read it. She started yelling but I ignored her and opened the note.
Call me and we can hang out. I think you’re really pretty :)
Growling, I crumbled the note in my hand and felt one of my knuckles crack as I punched him in the face. He landed on the floor with a bloody nose and I walked out of the pub without looking back. I knew what I was feeling. I was bloody jealous of the dumb bloke. He had no right to give her that note. She was with me and he should have realized that. I heard Blake tell Lena to stay inside and come running after me. She grabbed my arm and turned me around.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” she yelled and looked at me with an angry expression as her nose squinted in irritation.
My anger disappeared as I watched her lips form words and had that urge to kiss them. I closed the distances between us and rubbed my thumb over her lower lip, making her stop talking. My heart skipped a beat as her eyes glazed over and I claimed her lips as my own, finally realizing something.
I was falling for her and have been ever since we were partnered up in Potions.
Dawweee! He doves her :) How cute. Anyway, did you like Draco's POV? I always love writing his :) It's so much fun. Thanks to Elysia and Harry+ginnyforever<3<3<3 for commenting! I love comments! Keep them coming! Please? :) Stay tuned for me! By the way, the rest of the story will be Andrea's POV for now on!