Ember Riddle (Draco Malfoy Love Story)

4

Chapter 4.

"Ember, follow me." Snape started walking out of the room.

I followed him to the Great Hall. I knew the layout of Hogwarts since I had lived here in fourth year for the Triwizard Tournament.

Draco also came to the Great Hall, but he sat down at the Slytherin table. I hadn't been sorted yet, but I was surely going to get into Slytherin. The rest of the school had arrived and all the first years were huddled together in a group, waiting to be sorted. I was at the back of the crowd.

"Welcome back to a new year at Hogwarts. Now we will begin with the Sorting," Dumbledore said in his friendly voice.

"Students, we have a new student that has transferred here from Beauxbatons. She is in her sixth year and I want you to help her settle in. Ember Nile, please come up," a woman, Professor McGonagall, said.

I walked up and sat down on the stool. The Sorting Hat was placed upon my head.

"Very cunning, has a bit of a secret, and ambitious. You'll do whatever it takes to get what you need or want. You are a SLYTHERIN!" the hat yelled.

I went to the Slytherin table and sat down next to Draco. There was a pug-like girl sitting next to Draco. He kept pushing her away, but she was persistent.

"I'm Pansy, Draco's girlfriend. So, you're the new girl?" the girl asked.

Draco Malfoy went out with this. I was very surprised.

"For the--last--fucking--time, Parkinson. I am not your boyfriend. I have never even dated you, and I never will. Now, would you stop being so clingy and get the hell off of me?" he yelled.

She ran off crying.

"What's up with her?" I asked.

"She is somewhat obsessed with me and thinks that we are together. I just wish she would get it through her thick skull that I really hate her," he said, irritated.

"Well, anyway, now that the first years are sorted, what do we do?" I asked.

"We eat." He gestured to the food on the table.

I started eating before sparking up a conversation with the one Daphne Greengrass.

"So, titles, everyone has them. What are yours?" I asked.

"Usually, I am known as part of Malfoy's crew. Nothing special, really. Not many people have special titles given to them. See, Harry Potter is The Boy Who Lived and then he, Hermione Granger, and Ronald Weasley are the Golden Trio. Neville Longbottom is the shy and nervous Gryffindor, who is only good at herbology. He's also a part of the Silver Trio, with Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood. Then Seamus Finnigan, the one that blows everything up. Pansy is the Slytherin bitch. Or Pug-face. And then Draco is the sex god," she explained.

"Is there a certain reason why he is known as the sex god?" I asked.

"Well, it's no secret that he has screwed around a lot. But he is said to be the best of the best. I myself haven't experienced it, nor will I ever, as I like Blaise. However, a lot of the Slytherin girls have been with him. But he never dates. He isn't the type. But I think when he finds someone he really likes, he will change his playboy ways and settle down and be a real romantic."

"Wow," I managed to reply. "So do a lot of the girls fawn over him?"

"Pretty much. Practically any girl, no matter what House, has fallen for him before realising he is a complete jerk and moving on. Most girls just care about his body. Apparently, he has a really big, uh, you know." She looked down then back up at me.