Dear Mr Malfoy

I'm Ready

'Dad! I know I'm coming.' I moan as we get out of the car.

We were going to see my stupid homophobic aunt again who lives all the way in Scotland.
Me and my Dad take a train from Kings Cross every year so we can all 'connect'. Urgh! I dont know how my dad puts up with her.

To be honest I think we only go because he is in love my her best friend Angel.
Angel I can live with, shes sweet and down to Earth, we can talk about anything - I have no clue why she is friends with such a bitch like my aunt.

'Maya, dont drag your feet, our train leaves at 11!' shouted my Dad, who was already across the parking lot with all our bags.

I ran towards my dad to catch up, but unaware of my surroundings I fell straight into a tall guy.

He had silver hair and blue eyes. He wore dark brown trousers with a white shirt and black coat. His silver belt, detailed with a serpant forming an S shape, glimmered. His shadowed eyes assessed me up and down, staring dark holes through me but finally he smirked, fashing his white teeth as he looked down upon me.

'Goodmorning' he whispered in my ear, still in his clutches but he groaned the moment his skin left mine.
Oh how I wish you could see some of the thoughts running through my head. Strangers are just too romantic.

'Sorry dad,' I said when I had finally caught up.

'Dont worry darling, I understand, those shoe shops back there probably looked very... attractive,' he chuckled, 'anyways, we are on platform 10.'