BAD INTENTIONS - [D.M.]

One

Draco's POV
Hogwarts - September 1997

"Wow, who is this?" Theo elbows me. I turn my head like he does and spot a girl with long brown hair.
"I see it," I grin.
"Hey!" Whispers Pansy across from me upset.
"Shut up, Parkinson," answers Theo for me. "Look at those tits."
"And this ass," I add.
"You are disgusting," mumbles Blaise. Theo and I turn to him.
"No, we are single," corrects Theo Blaise. I smirk at Pansy, she is so jealous, it's pathetic. I take a look again at that girl. Hopefully, she will be sorted into Slytherin. It's gonna be fun.

Aliya's POV

"Aliya Baker."
"You will go under Aliya now, Baker is luckily a common name in America, so you can keep your mom's last name," says the lawyer next to dad.
I still need to get used to this. I don't want to mess this up. Selah was way better. I loved that name, but this name is connected to the old me, to my old home, and my mom.
I step up the stairs and sit down on the disgusting chair. They are less modern around here. I need to get used to this too. The old Professor, who introduced herself as McGonagall or something, puts this huge dusty hat on my head. She explained it would sort me into my house. They have weird traditions. Maybe it would have helped if dad had told me something about that place, but he just won't talk to me. I flinch as the thing on my head starts to make sounds. "Hm, I see. Loyal and brave. You could do well in Gryffindor." I don't know what's that supposed to mean, but I think my dad was a Gryffindor, so it wouldn't be so bad, I guess. "You didn't come for the fun, did you? You are hiding something." It pauses. "Cunning...and determined for answers, right?" I nod slightly. "I see. Slytherin it is!" Shouts the hat. At one table people are cheering. I guess, that's where I am supposed to go now.
I sit down next to a girl with blond hair, she seems like she is my age. "Hey, nice to meet you! I am Daphne Greengrass." She holds out her hand with a warm smile.
"Aliya," I answer shortly and shake her hand back.
"Why did you transfer?" Asks a boy across from me. He has dark messy hair and a smirk on his face. "I am Theodore Nott, you can call me Theo," he adds.
"Your dad got a new job here, but do not say anything specific about your father to anyone! If someone asks about your mother, she left you when you were little," orders the lawyer. I wanted to protest. I don't want to spread crap like that about my mother. "You were homeschooled."
„What? Homeschooled? Everyone will think I have no friends and I am weird and shit!"
"Yeah, I don't care. You can say that you are from America. Your accent will reveal it anyway." I lean back and cross my arms in front of my body. I don't like the new me. "You will write to all your friends, that you will need time to process the death of your mother and you will write them again as soon as you are ready."
"I just cut them off. Got it," I say ironically.
"Your life is in danger, Selah. We are not joking around here."
"My dad got a new job here." I smile back. I hear someone whispering about my accent. Apparently, Daphne heard it too.
"You from America?" She asks. I nod. "Cool." I look around as the headmaster holds a speech. Everyone looks at him, except this one boy next to this guy called Theo. I feel his grey eyes on me. His hair is so bright, that's not natural, right? I stare back and raise an eyebrow. He slowly looks away. I catch him staring again, but a few minutes after the speech ended, he just got up and left.

Draco's POV

I knew this face reminded me of something. I stare at the photo my father just send me back.
That's him. His wife is called Jade Baker. I don't know the name of his child. American assholes. He is a bastard. I hate him! He is the reason I missed your life!
He wrote this on the back. This usually hangs in my father's office. Ever since he got out of Azkaban he is obsessed with revenge and learning everything about the people who got him in there. Apparently, Aliya's father was a part of the case. I mean, he deserved the jail term for working with the Dark Lord, but it still makes me sad he missed my whole childhood. Since he is back, nothing has changed, he still doesn't pay attention to me, because of the stupid case.
I toss the papers in one of my drawers. I am embarrassed by his madness.
"Wanna hang?" Theo's head peaks through the door.
"Sure."

Aliya's POV

I organize my dorm a little. I feel like this room is so small. In Ilvermorny the rooms were bigger, but we had to share them with at least one person. Luckily here I have my privacy. The beautiful silence is interrupted by a knock on my door.
"Yeah? Come in," I yell.
Daphne stands in the doorframe, "Hey, there is a party later. I was just wondering if you wanted to come." I don't have a good outfit and besides that, I don't really feel like partying. "We could get ready together and I will update you on all the gossip around here," she tries harder. I can't so no to that amazing offer.
I give in, "Give me two minutes and I'll be with you." She tells me she will wait outside and I go to grab some makeup and stuff. I heard her arguing with someone.
"Is that cocaine, Malfoy? Wow! It makes you even paler than usual," she laughs.
"That's none of your business, Greengrass. What are you even waiting for?" A male voice answers.
"I could ask you the same question. Waiting for Pansy, huh? Your dick is hard again?" I slowly step outside and close the door behind me.
"Oh! I get it. You made your first friend in a lifetime, Greengrass!" It's the boy who stared at me in the great hall. "You both are hideous."
Daphne turns to me, "Don't listen to him. He is literally the worse!" She grabs my arm and we turn to walk over to her dorm.
"You're just mad your sister got expelled!" Shouts the guy behind us.

"God, I hate him so much! That was Draco Malfoy. Just never cross his way, he is an arrogant and aggressive asshole." Daphne lowers herself onto her bed. I put my makeup on her desk and take a seat.
"Your sister got expelled?" I was curious now.
"Yeah, last year after Christmas. She had a thing with Malfoy and got him pictures of her. You know, fully naked ones. She was so obsessed with him. Malfoy thought it would be funny to hide them in his potion book so he could show them to his friends or whatever. Obviously, they were found by Snape. Of course, Draco played it off and didn't even get detention. I mean my sister is fine now, but I lost some friends. In this house, you don't want friends anyway."
"Wow, that's crazy," I answer amazed.
"It's not that special. Didn't something like that happens in America?" Of course, there was crazy stuff, but I am not allowed to tell. I shake my head a little.

Daphne told me all the gossip around the school, who should I be afraid of, who is nice, and who is basically a ghost. I would have loved to find out more about that Malfoy guy, but she doesn't like talking about him. "Okay, you ready?" She asks as she puts her hair in a ponytail.
"Yeah, one second." I put a little more eyeshadow on and look at myself in her mirror. I like my ass in those leather pants. "Alright, let's go."

I enter the room. I don't know what I expected, but definitely not this. Smoke is everywhere and the music is so fucking loud. "Let's get drinks," shouts Daphne at me, but it's almost impossible to understand her. I just nod and she pulls me to a table with a huge amount of bottles. She takes two cups which are probably already used and then she pours pure vodka into them. She hands me one cup and she just drinks it like water. What the fuck is up with those Europeans?
We still stand next to the table, when I see a blond-haired guy coming up behind Daphne. His arm rests around a brown-haired girl. Daphne told me about her, that's Pansy Parkinson. She and Malfoy are fuck buddies.
"What's up, New Girl?" He raises an eyebrow as he grabs a bottle from the table.
"What do you want?" Asks Daphne.
"I wasn't talking to you. Can't she answer for herself?" He is really really drunk.
"She is pathetic," laughs this girl Pansy.
"Shut up," Malfoy pushes her away and she stomps off angrily. Malfoy turns to me, "But she is right, you are pathetic." I throw the rest of my drink in his face. "You cunt!" He yells at me. As he goes away, Daphne is dying of laughter.
"That was amazing! Let's go dance!"

It's past midnight now, I am drunk. I am still dancing my heart out. God, this is amazing. Daphne and I are on the edge of the dance floor now, because the middle was so crowded. "I am gonna go pee," yells Daphne at me. I want to tell her I am coming with her, but she is already away. I try to look for her, but she just vanished. I go back to dancing alone. But I am not alone for long. A brown-haired boy sneaks up behind me. I think it's the guy from the feast. Mathew? Matteo? Theo? I don't remember. His arms hug my waist and his breath is against my neck. I move my hips like he does. Whilst he dances behind me, I watch Malfoy laying on a couch. Two girls lie next to him. One on his right, one on his left. His arms are around them and they are kissing his throat. One of them is going down his chest. I watch them carefully, just like Malfoy watches the guy behind me. I look at his eyes once, only to find out, that he isn't looking at the guy, but at me. He stares at me, now in my eyes and I stare back at his. A small smirk forms on his face. I need to get out of here. I push the guy away and look for Daphne. Where the fuck is she?