remember | d.m.

chapter 7

-Terra-

Frankly, I was never attracted to blondes.

The whole blue eye, blonde hair thing? Nope. Wasn't my thing. At Ilvermorny, I remember there was this one asshole at school named Jason Anderson who thought he was the shit. Honestly, he was. Because half the school was in love with him and he was evidently flawless. He was your basic, tall, fit, blue-eyed, blonde-haired, preppy genius.

I didn't dig him at all. To me, he was like a life-sized Ken doll. You know, those dolls No-Maj little girls play with? Too perfect. It wasn't a big deal to be honest. But I always thought I did have a type and that was definitely dark haired guys. There was something so inviting and alluring, something so attractive about dark hair.

But today, specifically June 5th, I suddenly didn't know myself because the pale blonde-haired boy with lifeless grey eyes who had just pulled up the stool beside me, was one of the prettiest boys I had ever laid eyes on in my entire life. I knew his eyes were naturally blue and his hair was blonde but he appeared so...faded. As if someone had cranked down the saturation of his overall color tone. That was a little specific. Maybe I was reading him wrong but at first glance, for someone who was supposed to be celebrating his birthday, this boy looked...sad.

And I was tipsy. Fuck.

"I'm sorry about my friend," said cute platinum blonde-haired boy after studying me for a moment as if he was waiting for me to say something.

To my utter horror, I snorted. Like through my nose and everything type of snort. I recoiled at my actions then pushed the Butter Beer away while clearing my throat. "It's no worries. I wasn't sure if he was being serious or..." I trailed off and felt my face heat up because cute birthday boy was now merely inches away and practically staring into my soul.

"He-" cute grey-eyed boy paused. "Are you...not from around here? I know mostly everyone my age at Hogwarts."

I smiled politely and thought over my words before I could spit out something stupid. "I'm from America. Our summer break already started so I've come here for vacation with my friends and my brother. I went to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Oh." He seemed shocked to say the least. "Well-er-welcome. I'm Malfoy, by the way. Draco Malfoy."

"Zatara. Terra Zatara. You can just...call me Terra though." I bit the inside of my cheek sheepishly because of course I was a lightweight and he could probably sense the way I was slurring my words right now. "I'm sorry, in America we're not allowed to drink until we're 21 and over here that's obviously not the case so yeah I'm a little drunk."

"Terra Zatara..." he breathed, practically ignoring the rest of my words. "You sure we haven't met before?"

I blinked in surprise. "So your friend Theo really wasn't toying with me, huh?" I giggled because when I first walked in here I probably would've been attracted to Theo but whatever Malfoy had done, he had my undivided attention.

Malfoy had to gather himself before responding. "No...he wasn't. My mistake. What brings you here on holiday?"

"My mother went to Hogwarts. I was actually hoping...if I could visit. I wrote to the Headmaster but I never received a reply."

"I could take you." He said it so quickly and abruptly I drew back with suspicion.

"You're going to sneak a stranger you just met into your school? I'm not sure I can even get past your school's enchantments."

"Fair point." He nodded. "I can talk to the Headmaster. I'll send you an owl within a few days. How long are you staying?"

"We're in Europe for the month but I can always apparate here to Hogsmeade now that I know what it looks like." This random boy I had just met was helping me out? "That's very kind of you."