ethereal {draco malfoy romance}

2.

 Everything was dark, the only source of light being the frosty window a few feet away, and all Faye could see was the ceiling.

"Well are you going to get up or just lie there all day?" A cold voice broke her out of her stupor, and she turned her head towards it. Standing near the door, facing away from her was a boy, not different in age to her, his dark Hogwarts robes a stark contrast to his hair, which seemed to be glowing it was so pale. Faye couldn't help but note the green and silver scarf around his neck.

Slytherin... she thought, trying to forget what Ron had said about the house.

The slytherin sharply spoke again, "Are you mute? Can you talk? Can you do anything?"

Faye stood up slowly, quite entranced by the light his hair was giving off. He was still struggling with opening the compartment door, repeating alohamora.

"I am not mute, thank you very much."

Her words were clear, and though her voice was soft, she could've sworn it echoed through the room as the boy suddenly became very still. Turning around slowly to face her, both their breaths seemed to be caught in their throats.

Faye had never seen anyone like this boy. The angles on his face, only accentuated by the dim light in the room, were so sharp she thought he'd been carved from stone. His skin was almost as pale as hers, and then their eyes locked. Grey met blue, and Faye thought she had never seen eyes quite as bright as his. She noted everything, from the sharp flecks of black, to the hundred different emotions swimming about in them. The boy seemed relatively calmer than he'd been a minute ago, but as quickly as his calm appeared, it was gone.

"Well, you seem very old for a first year" he noted quickly, looking at her lack of house colours.

Faye couldn't help but smile slightly at the boy, "I'm actually a third year. Today is my first day."

She noted the brief looks of surprise and relief on his features, and when he didn't speak again, she stepped closer.

"I'm Faye, nice to meet you", extending a hand toward him, she watched as he cautiously took it in his own, his eyes relaxing slightly as he did, darting up to meet hers.

"Draco Malfoy, I'm a third year also." She let go of his hand, somewhat regretfully (he had a very soft hand), and he seemed to revert back to the cold exterior he'd worn. "Now that we've exchanged niceties, mind helping me figure out a way out of here? It's getting quite cold."

She moved around him to the compartment door, and tried shaking the handle.
"The door's stuck." She said bluntly.

"Oh well done, I had no idea. The door! Why didn't I think of trying the door?!" Draco mocked her, walking towards the window.

Faye turned around to grin at him, much to his shock. He remained gaping at the back of her head as she turned around again to look outside the door, then back at him, amusement sketched on her face.

"Close your mouth Draco, you'll catch a snitch."

Draco abruptly closed his mouth and tried not to think that it would be the first snitch he'd caught in a while.

Suddenly the cold feeling grew, and the windows began icing over, frost growing around the hand Faye had on the compartment door's glass. She couldn't help but begin to feel quite sad, like something inside her was broken. A glance at Draco though, showed her he was also affected, except much worse. The slytherin's hands were shaking and he'd gone even paler - if that was possible. The train gave another jolt, and Draco made his way over to where Faye was standing by the door. The pair heard a loud creak, and then a shadow was cast over them, outside the door a large black cloud seemed to pass by, Faye couldn't help but push Draco away from the door, as if the shadow would hurt him if he was too close. However Draco grabbed Faye's robes with his shaking hands and pulled her back with him, to no protest from her.

The dark moment was over soon, though the cold feeling stayed. Draco's hands stopped shaking so much.

"Draco? Are you alright?"

He looked up at the soft voice coming from only a few inches away from him.

"Uh, yeah. Sorry. That was..."

"Yeah." Faye agreed, though neither of them really knew what they were agreeing on.

They felt the train suddenly give and begin moving again just as all the lights came back on. It was as though everything had suddenly roared back to life. Faye could hear the students loudly talking, probably about what on earth had just happened. Draco hurried over to the door, which now slid open with ease. He turned to look at her before leaving.

"Well, it was nice to meet you Faye. At least, kind of." gesturing to the compartment in relation to the odd happenings, "but I should really go now. Good luck being sorted... uh, I'll see you around, perhaps."

A brief nod and he was gone.

Faye was still for a moment, as if trying to process everything from the last few minutes or so. Shrugging, she also left the coat room and quickly made her way back to the Gryffindors, sliding open the door to see Harry eating chocolate and no Professor Lupin in sight. She stared at them bewildered, as they mirrored her expression, Harry still with chocolate in his mouth.

"Alright guys - what the bloody hell was that?"

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Yay!!! It'll be more in Faye's POV now :) I just wanted to capture the others thoughts about her in the first chapter. Also Draco ;) ;) what a hottie ayeeeeeee?

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thanks for reading, chapter 3 very soon!
xx emelia