The Lost Blood: Into the Muggleworld || Draco Malfoy

Chapter 6: Memory

"Me."

Amara turned her heads to face the direction from where the all too familiar voice came from. There, she saw the stormy grey eyes that she thought was waiting at home.

He was wearing a jet black pair of jeans, a white t-shirt that is covered with his black, furry coat that his mum had packed him with. His pale blonde hair was slicked back, revealing more of his handsome face. All in all, he looked and acted like a Malfoy; rich and classy. He walked in proudly, as if he owned the place.

His lips formed a smirk once he saw Amara's reaction. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly agape. It seemed to her as if he approached her in a slow, taunting way.

Once he did get close to Amara, he wrapped an arm around her waist, catching her off guard. She scowled at him slightly, but Draco ignored the look on her face and "politely" greeted Valentine, whose eyes budged out of its socket, and mouth wide open.

"I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," He smirked as he heard whispers fill the room around him. He knew the impact he brought to people. He looked more classy then they did, and he brought himself with so much confidence that no one dared to look at him, except the girls, who were drooling at the sight of him.

"You are?" Malfoy rose his brows, his lips in a thin line. Although Amara would hate to admit this, she was sort of glad Malfoy came. Not only did he save her from embarrassment, but he also unknowingly made her satisfied with the look on Valentine's face. Amara knew that Valentine would never think that anyone as handsome or rich as Malfoy will look at Amara, but she wanted to prove her wrong, and he helped her in doing so.

Amara couldn't help but smile at this.

" V-Valentine," the cake face girl stuttered. She looked at Malfoy as if he was a god walking down on earth.

"Well, lovely to meet you," Malfoy said in a monotone voice." We'll be off now." He looked at Amara and motioned for the door."Granger."

Amara rose her brows at him, but complied nonetheless. As soon as they were out of the school, Amara whacked him in the arm." What the hell did you think you were doing?!"

"Ouch! A bloody thank you would've sufficed!" Draco groaned.

"How the hell did you even get to my school??" Amara scowled.

"I followed you," draco shrugged as they trudged through the thick snow.

"Followed me?!" Amara yelled." Malfoy! Dont you ever try that again!"

"I don't get why you're pissed!" Draco furrowed his brows." I helped you for merlin's sake!"

" You used Potter's cloak again, didn't you?"

"Yes! But so what?"

"Bloody hell, Draco! What if someone saw you suddenly popping out of the cloak?!" Amara asked frantically.

"No one did! And no one will discover about the cloak if you just shut up!" Draco covered her mouth. She was full on screaming, catching some muggles attention." People are looking, for Merlin's sake!"

Amara glared at Malfoy and took his hand off her mouth.

"Stop overacting," Malfoy said." I wanted to see other faces aside from yours. Im bored of your face."