The Lost Potter || Draco Malfoy [BOOK 1]

Chapter 4

I woke up with the sun shining through the window. I checked the clock on the wall and it said it was 9:00.

I looked to my right to see Harry sleeping peacefully. I was really bored, and I didn't really have time to prank people when I was at 'home', so this was my chance. I smirked evilly, getting out of bed and walking over to his bed.

There was a vase with flowers in it on the bedside table, so I took out the flowers and filled the vase with cold water. Then, I promptly dumped it on him.

He shrieked like a little girl. "Maya!" He screamed. I laughed. "What? You needed to wake up."

"Okay, if you want to play that game..." He said, and he grabbed his wand off of his bedside table.

"Locomotor Wibbly!" He shouted.

Suddenly, my legs felt like noodles and I fell. I was trying to crawl away from Harry but that didn't work at all. Then Harry put his wet hair in my face and shook his head.

"Harry!" I screamed pushing his head out of my face.

After about thirty seconds of this, he finally gave in to my shrieks and said the counter curse. When I got up I punched playfully on the arm.

"Ow!" He hissed in pain.

I just smirked and went to my trunk. I pulled out some torn up blue jeans and a white t-shirt that was kind of stained tan.

"Those are your clothes?" Harry asked in surprise, looking at me.

"Yep. They're hand-me-downs." I sighed, feeling the embarrassment crash down on me.

"It's alright, I understand. We'll go to Madam Malkin's to get you some new robes." Said Harry kindly.

I forced a small smile, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Thanks."

I went into the bathroom and took a five-minute shower. Then I threw all of my clothes on and walked out. Harry was surprised that I came out so quickly.

"I thought that girls were supposed to talk forever in the bathroom," Said Harry.

"Well, how I was raised, if you're in the bathroom longer than two minutes you got the shit beat out of you. Five minutes is a luxury." I thought.

I didn't say that for obvious reasons.

I rolled my eyes. "Go get dressed. Remember, I'm meeting the 'oh so fabulous Hermione and Ron' today." I urged shoving him into the bathroom.

All Harry talked about were his friends, Hermione and Ron. They both seemed really nice, and I was really excited to meet them. I was just hoping that they wouldn't hate me, because, for some reason, any friend I'd ever made had grown to dislike me.

Except for one person, but that isn't the point.

Twenty minutes later, Harry and I were both ready to walk out of the door. Then Harry just had to open one of his Hogwarts books that looked dangerous. The minute he opened it, the book chased him around the room trying to bite him.

I, on the other hand, was on my bed screaming.

"WHY THE FUCK IS THE BOOK TRYING TO KILL US?" I exclaimed.

"YOU TELL ME!" Said Harry.

"OH HELL NO, I QUIT BEING A WITCH," I said, hanging onto the bed frame as the book kept snapping at Harry.

"THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!" Harry leaped onto the bed and watched as the book went under the bed.

Then Harry wanted to be in the stupid section of the world records book, so he got off of the bed and looked under the bed. Then the book moved towards him at a rapid speed.