American Amongst the Brits (Harry Potter)

Chapter Five

Readers POV:

His ass looks good. I barely was able to get a glimpse of it because of his coat. I can't pull my eyes off his back. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to taste him. Last night's dream is still playing in my mind and I was very turned on by it. You know what it is a good thing he hasn't stared at me. I think I would have blushed. I don't like blushing. By the time we entered the dining hall Harry greeted me with my books in hand that the Weasley's bought me.

"There you are. Here you go." He said handing them to me.

"Thank you so much. I spaced last night and I didn't want to get lost looking for you." I said and smiled at him.

"I would ask if you want to join us to eat but, everyone has to eat with their sorted houses. We can all catch up later and introduce you to Hermione." Harry said and smiled at me.

"Yeah, of course that would be nice." I said and smiled at him.

"Hermione is Ron's girlfriend so this should be fun. Maybe during our first class. Do you have the same schedule as Draco?" Harry asked.

"I believe so why?" I asked him.

"Then we should have the same schedule as well. All of us except Ginny and the twins that is. They are in different grades." Harry said.

"To your tables Potter and y/l/n." Snape said and we smiled and walked away from one another. Snape grabbed my arm and turned me to look at him.

"I will only advise this of you once. Stay away from Potter. He is nothing but, trouble." Snape said and released my arm. He made his way over to the table with the other teachers and I found my seat next to Draco.

"Hey." I said and sat down next to him.

"Did Potter just give you books?" Draco asked.

"Yes, Ron's family gifted them to me when I arrived here. They helped me get sorted out and then your father ended up getting me brand new ones. If you want I can return them to him." I said.

"It's fine. Keep them. If the Weasley's gifted them then they are not new. They could fall apart easily. Better to keep the new one's." Draco said. He leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear.

"Don't let any of the Gryffindor's three misfits turn you against your own house. Don't let my father see you sharing niceties with Potter either. He will turn cold on you in an instance." Draco said. His breathe on my ear made me shiver. Why do all of them seem to hate Harry? He is kind. At least he has been this far. It really has only been a day. This would be day two. What could be wrong with him? The feast that was placed in front of us looked and smelled delicious. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try and eat. I grabbed the fork and started to move the food around my plate. The eggs looked great. I felt someone's eyes on me and I looked up and met Snape's eyes. He had the snarl on his face. One that never left. "He is looking at you. Why?" Draco asked.

"I don't know." I said. Except I do know. I think he is expecting me to eat. I need to try. My stomach is growling but, I am hesitant to eat anything. I don't know what is wrong with me. Just eat. I am starving. Just freaking eat. I stabbed an egg with my fork and put it into my mouth breaking the eye contact. The egg on my tongue made me gag. No I can't do it. I can't eat. It doesn't feel right. I didn't pay for this. I can't afford it. I shouldn't be eating it.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked looking at me while he ate.

"I don't think I am hungry." I said.

"Yes you are. I can hear your stomach." Draco said.