Bad at love

Chapter three

"Draco" I heard a voice whisper

"Draco, open your eyes"

I saw my mother standing in front of me.

"You don't have to listen to your father, Draco. You can be your own man." She said and grabbed my arm and exposed my wrist.

My arm begin to sizzle and i winced as the tattoo appeared on my arm.

But it shouldn't be... I haven't made the promise yet, I didn't give into my father yet.

"You disappoint me, Draco." She said and the tattoo burned worse and worse as it began to fill in.

I cried out in pain and she gripped tighter onto my arm. "Stop." I begged and tried to yank my arm away from her but she just dug her nails deeper into me.

"Mother, Please!" I felt tears run down my face and my mother gave me a small smile.

"Pathetic, just like your father."

I gasped and opened my eyes to see my ceiling. My mother was nowhere in sight.

I quickly looked down at my forearm, there was no tattoo, a couple scars and bloody lines, but no tattoo. I took a deep breath and sat up.

I get dreams like that almost every night now since my father told me of the Dark Lord's wishes.

I glanced over to Zabinni's bed and he wasn't there, he must have been with Pansy. It was Saturday, so actually I believe they were all at hogsmeade. All except for the new girl, something about how her parents didn't fill out the permission slip in time.

She was probably downstairs, I learned that she liked getting up early to read.

I got out of bed and threw on black pants and a black turtleneck sweater. It was just starting to get cold outside, the first snow would come down soon.

I made my way downstairs and I saw Fallon. It was Saturday, so we didn't have to wear uniforms and there was no teachers here anyways.

She was wearing baggy jeans with a pink sweater.

I noticed that she had bad habits, like right now. She was sitting on the window ledge, reading a novel, with a cigarette pressed between her lips. Her hair was in a messy bun and she didn't have any makeup on.

"I've come to the conclusion that you're not afraid of death" I said and leaned on the wall next to her. She smiled. She had a nice smile

"What makes you say that?" She asked and I raised an eyebrow. "Well, Potter, the fall from that window would kill you instantly and you're dangling your legs over it. You're also holding a cancer stick between those pretty lips." I said and quickly closed my mouth. That's not what I meant to say.

Fallon raised an eyebrow and gave me a small smile, she could tell I was flustered. "What can I say?" she said and looked me up and down. "I like flirting with death." She said and I felt my heartbeat pick up.

This is usually the effect I give to girls, not the effect they give to me. This is completely out of character. I cleared my throat and stood up again.

"Yes well, you are a Potter." I spat and rolled my eyes , she looked very confused. I was very confused.

"Yes, i suppose I am a Potter. What's wrong with that?" She asked and I raised an eyebrow.

"You seriously don't know?" I asked and she shook her head. She must not have heard the whispers, or people talking about her all the time.

"Well, your family is basically the enemy to all of Slytherin, which is why it is so weird for you to be sorted into here. I also have a reputation for hating your brother, but it's nothing towards you, I suppose." I said and she nodded along, then titled her head.

"You suppose?" She asked and I nodded, then took a seat beside her in the huge marble windowsill. I looked down and shuttered, it was so high.

"Well, the only thing I currently have against you is your last name, which you didn't even know you had, so I can't hate you too much yet." I said and she smiled.

"Well, thanks for giving me a chance." She kind of laughed and put her book down.

"Want a smoke?" She asked and tried to hand me the cigarette. I shook my head no.

"I already have enough to worry about; A nasty addiction doesn't need to add to the pile." I said and she shrugged.

"I have so much to worry about, and that's why I smoke, but I get it." She said and put her cigarette back in her mouth. I took a second to study her face as she was looking out of the window.

She had big blue eyes, round and thick lips, a small button nose, and a pale complexion that went well with the light freckles across her cheeks and nose. Maybel also has two rings in her nose that were definitely not allowed in school, but somehow she got away with it.

She had a short build, but she wasn't skin and bones. She had nice thighs, and was curvy. She was built very nicely.

Fallon cleared her throat. "You're looking at me." She said and my eyes shot back up to meet hers. I didn't t know what to say, so I didn't say anything at all.

We sat in silence for a while, just looking out into the distance. It was so peaceful since nobody was here today. Almost every student goes out on saturday, and almost every staff member.

"So, why don't you go to hogsmeade?" She asked and I shrugged. "Never found the point, I would rather stay here." I said.

"Staying here to plan out your evil schemes?" She asked and I smiled.

"Figured me all out, huh?" I asked and she nodded. "You're pretty much an open book." She joked and we both chuckled.

"Want to go to breakfast?" I asked and she smiled. "Sure."

Fallon and I walked down the hallways, and into the great hall. There was food on all of the tables, but only a couple kids sitting at them, and no professors.

We took seats across from each other and the Slytherin table.

"So, do you always wake up so early?" I asked and she nodded. "I love reading in the morning." She told me and took a bite of her food, then covered her mouth to chew. She had good manners

"Why do you?" She asked when she had swallowed her food.

"I just always wake up early, even if I don't want to." I said with a sigh, leaving out the nightmares.

"Makes sense, I guess." She said and finished eating some berry tart that looked very good.

"Why don't you eat?" She asked and met my eyes. "I haven't seen you eat the couple days that I've been here." She said and I shrugged.

"I'm not hungry." I said and looked down at my hands.

"Right." She said, catching the hint that I didn't want to discuss it further.

It's not like i'm starving myself to get smaller, I mean, I think that it's pretty obvious that I like the way I look.

It was just other reasons.

I was getting bored.

And I needed to know what Fallon's deal is.

"Do you want to go walk the grounds with me? I can show you around."