His Grey Eyes (A Draco Malfoy fanfic)

1. Besties and Sisters

Sorry, this hasn't been edited so tell me how it is and where I messed up. Thanks :)

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"Athena! Clover's here!" My oh-so lovable mum yelled. My eyes widened when I heard my best friend's name. I hadn't seen her for most of the summer and I missed our crazy sleepovers when she went to visit her family in Ireland. Celeste was my other best friend and us three were inseparable.

I grabbed my trunk and Monsieur Orange's cage. He ran towards Sparrow, my awesomely annoying sister, rubbing against my calf during his descent. Sparrow picked my grumpy cat up and walked to the stairs, lugging her heavy oak trunk behind her.

"Clover! I have missed you so much and you left me here to die and rot from boredom. I finished all of my homework the first week of summer and the rest has been spent playing Quidditch with the worst player ever!" I gushed out all in one breath. I hugged the girl with pitch black hair, electric blue eyes, and paper white skin like an anaconda suffocates its prey. I was breathing so heavily I almost missed my sister defending herself.

Okay, so I told a tiny white lie but that was it. Sparrow is the best player other than fucking Harry Potter and she's the keeper and team captain of Slytherin's team. I'm just the beater because that's what my tall (I'm 5'7) and muscular build allows.

I digress.

"At least you were allowed to play Quidditch. I was swarmed by people trying to talk to me all. The. Fucking. Time," my bestie grumbled into my arm. I gave her a half-sympathetic look.

I didn't really pity her because instead of playing it, she got to watch it. Her family is the most involved when it came to Quidditch so she was able to get tickets to the Quidditch World Cup. Mind you, that has been my fucking dream since I could ride a broomstick.

I let go of her and she just rolled her eyes at my need to huggle(1) her. I shoved her lightly and turned towards the door.

"Come on! We need to leave or we'll miss the tra-" I was interrupted by sparrow calling out "And chocolate frogs!"

Right at that moment my stomach grumbled and my mom asked if we wanted to take any food and we all denied. I loved my mom's cooking but when I got the chance I stuffed myself with food from Hogwarts, and only Hogwarts.

I stumbled through the door and into the car with Clover, Sparrow, my mum, and Monsieur Orange trailing behind me.

Mum started the car and a low rumble filled the tight space. Both my parents were blood traitors, but Sparrow and I are Slytherins, and, except for our raven black hair and emerald eyes, look nothing like our mum.

As we left our driveway, I stared at Malfoy Manor. Draco would be there right now because his family usually left at the last second and flooed there. I thought of how we used to be best friends until he changed and started to hang out with the snobs, AKA Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson (she is such a whore, and it's only fourth year).

I scowled at his house as we passed it and made a mental note to remember to egg his North Tower because that's where he spent most of his time.

A muffled sound that vaguely sounded like my name reached my ears. I turned away from the dew covered window to see a hand waving in front of my face, obscuring my vision.

"Are you okay, Athena?" Clover asked, overly concerned. I just stared at her with a blank look on my face. "You look like you want kill someone. Well, that's not really surprising since you take pleasure in murder."

Upon hearing those words a huge grin spread across my face. "Yerp, I'm fine. Just feelin' a bit murderous. And you also love murder, I mean who else helps me plot?"

She opened her mouth to defend herself, and then considered it, and decided I was right. I crossed my arms and smirked at her, while she just sighed from defeat.

"Guys, get out of the car. We are going to be late," mum warned as she ran out of the minivan.

"ATHENA!" I slowly turned around, wondering why the familiar voice was yelling at me out of anger.

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(1) hug and cuddle= huggle
And they're in their fourth year.

I know it's short but the next one will be longer. Thanks ma Nargles!