His Daughter (Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Seven

I quietly give Draco a sharp elbow to the stomach whilst nodding my head to the weirdo with the scarf on his head. "Ow bloody hell Morgan what was that for" Draco hissed while grabbing his stomach. I roll my eyes at how dramatic he is begin and nod my head towards the professor. Draco looks over and starts to giggle like a school girl once he finally looks at the man. I shift so that I am looking Draco full on and wait for him to grow up.

Once he is done with his episode, he notices the frown on my face. "What's wrong Morgan?" Asks Draco starting to grow worried himself. "There is something about him that just feels off Draco. I don't know what it is but it's almost like I've met him before". Draco is now frowning and racking his memory trying to remember if we do know the mystery man. "Morgan, I don't think we have ever seen this man. Based on how he is dressed now I doubt we would forget something like that" says Draco trying to calm my nerves.

I went back to staring at my empty plate despite the feeling of the unknown man's eyes still being glued on my every move. There is just something about him that seems so familiar but I just can't put my wand on it. I am abruptly brought back to reality by Draco shaking my arm. I look up and notice that everyone was getting up and prefects calling for their first years. I sigh and get up from the table and brush off the none existing crumbs off my robes.

As I followed Draco and the other first year Slytherins out of the Great Hall I take a quick glance back. And to my surprise the oddly familiar man is no where to be found. I shake the feeling off and make my way down to the dungeons where our new "home" can be found. After saying goodnight to Draco, I get ready for bed and finally close my eyes. Instead of the welcoming darkness of sleep all I can see are a pair of dark red eyes staring back at me.