Skye's P.O.V
After literal hours pass, Harry, Hermione and I get closer. Ron still hates me...
Suddenly, Draco burts into the compartment. I get up and face him, not moving a muscle, showing no fear.
"What do you want?" I ask him coldly. He looks behind me then at me, looking digusted. I raise my eyebrows, waiting for him to speak.
"What are you doing with the blood-traitors here?" He sneers. I push him away, out of the compartment.
"Shut up, Draco! Don't talk about them like that." I half shout. He rolls his eyes. Suddenly, Hermione pulls me away, back into the compartment and steps in front of Draco. She closes the compartment door and starts to talk to him.
Weird...Hermione normally doesn't bother about him.
Hermione's P.O.V
"Draco, do you really have to insult my friends just to get my attention?" I ask him, hands on my waist. Draco smiles, showing his white teeth, almost making my heart beat faster and then melt.
"I'll see at the Prefects' dorm tonight, then?" He asks, a smug smile on his face. I roll my face and nod.
Me and Draco are prefects this year, for once we'll be able to see each other as friends, not enemies in our dorms.
You see, me and Draco hardly were enemies. Since third year, Draco and I became closer each day. Draco's quite misunderstood..His father hates him, beats him..
He never learnt how to be friendly to have friends, only to be stuck up and mean to be respected. I'm still working on how to soften him up towards Harry and Ron..
I walk back into the compartment, being looked at by Harry, Ron and Skye with confused looks on their faces.
"What was that about?" Ron asks.
"Nothing, just giving him a piece of my mind. Obviously he takes it as a joke." I lie. I hate lying to my friends. Sometimes I'm unsure if staying friends with Draco is worth loosing Harry and Ron. And sometimes I call myself stupid. Draco's company was the best so far than Harry and Ron's.
When I wanted to go to library, or get Harry and Ron to study, they give me any boring answer and just carry on doing whatever they're doing. Draco on the other hand, did almost everything just to hang out with me. We studied, did homework and hanged out in the library together. A lot.
"Are you and Draco prefects for this and next year?" Harry asks. I nod, blushing. I suddenly notice Skye's eyes change into a green colour. I blink, they're back to brown. Weird..
"Yeah.." I reply, trying to look disappointed and annoyed, hiding my blush. Ron looks at me suspiciously, I open my Hogwarts: A History and pretend to read it.
Skye's P.O.V
Oh crap! I hope Hermione hasn't noticed my eyes. When Hermione blushed, I was a bit amused, my eyes turned green..
You see, I have a sneaky feeling my brother and Hermione like each other, that's why I felt it was funny..
As soon as Hermione looked, I calmed myself down, my eyes turned back original brown. Phew..
After a few more hours of stuffing ourselves with the sweets from the trolley-lady, we change into our robes, I was the odd one out with only black robes since I haven't been sorted yet.
The train finally stops, I tense up...

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FanfictionSkye Malfoy. That's me. I am related to the actual, snobby, git of a brother Draco Malfoy. As usual, he acts like he's on top of the world. Yeah...I may be a Malfoy, but I swear I am nothing like HIM. After I move from Beauxbatons, I get transferre...