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CHAPTER TWO

JADE POTTER

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My first month at Hogwarts is over; we're approaching the end of September. I'm trying to enjoy myself as much as I can. It's tough when others judge you off your cousin because you have the same last name or because you're in Slytherin house.

I've barely seen my sister. She's become close friends with Harry and his other friends, which is great. I know she misses him, too.

On the other hand, I found myself becoming close to a group of fucking misfits.

Blaise Zabini, Chase(Ace) Bleaker, Mattheo Riddle, and Draco Malfoy.

I like everyone but Draco; he's a class-A dick, an entitled boy who uses his name for power. Though if I'm being honest, he's cute, his attitude is ugly.

Draco and I butt heads more than anyone else, whether it's his attitude, my attitude, or one of us is always hyping up the other and starting an argument.

Sometimes, I do it for fun. Since his temper is so short, one thing sets him off, and I sit there trying not to burst into laughter at his stupidity. That is not one of the best qualities to have.

"Aw, little Malfoy is mad that he got stood up by a girl," I say, making a mocking pouty face. He glares at me and sits forward on the couch.

We're spending our free time together in the Slytherin common room, a pastime that's become increasingly prevalent over the last few weeks.

"Not at all, Potter, she wasn't that good at sucking my dick anyways." the guys chuckle; I smirk and also lean forward, elbows on my knees.

"So you were so desperate for a suck that you got the most bottom of the barrel, girl? That's a new low for you, Draco." I hear a few "oo's" from the committee next to us. That wasn't a burn, just a statement. This girl is a vile being; she bullies those who aren't of her "status," whatever that means.

"That's funny, Potter. I wasn't exactly scraping the bottom of the barrel. If I wanted to, I'd ask you." A pang of hurt hits my chest for a millisecond before I regain myself. Draco knows how to hit you where it hurts. That is why he is a good bully.

"Funny you'd even think I'd get on my knees for you, Malfoy. I have heard it runs in the family, you know, small dicks. I pity your mother; I could do so much more for her with my fingers." I wink and sit back in the seat. I wouldn't exactly go for someone's mother, but I was really running out of good comebacks.

Draco shoots up and grabs my throat, thinking he'd scare me I only grin looking up at him. "Did I say something wrong?" I bite my bottom lip, he looks down at it quickly then back at my eyes. I've dealt with guys like him before, wanting people to fear them and want them simultaneously. It doesn't work on me; he's pissed because I am talking back to him and pissed. After all, I don't want him.

"It's okay, Draco; lots of guys have small dicks. It's nothing to be ashamed of unless you finally find that girl who likes to suck off pinkies." I cackle. I am playing with fire here, but I'd like him to know that I will stand up for myself no matter what.

"Watch your fucking mouth, little one." He grits, and I smirk at him; I didn't think he'd be so sensitive about his dick size. I guess some guys can't take being told the truth. Or maybe I am pushing too hard on his buttons, one thing at a time.

"Or what?" I taunt; he looks down at my lips and then back up at me. Draco releases my throat and walks away, going into his dormitory. I didn't think this little banter would bother me so much, but I guess I hit a nerve.

I thought I would be more upset that he grabbed my throat. Usually, I would be the one to start a fistfight, but I decided to let Draco move the fight wherever he wanted it to go. Sometimes, there is no point in arguing with someone who has their walls up.