My Slytherin Prince.

My Slytherin Prince- Chapter 1.

So guys, if you saw my status, you'll know I've started a new story. It's going to be about Draco, and lots more stuff is going to happen, and well, I think I'm going to enjoy writing it more. However, I will still be updating Love Forever, because I want to finish the first story I started! So I hope you enjoy, and thank you for reading! Also all of the characters belong to JK Rowling apart from Amber Jenkins and Rebecca Carlton.

Chapter 1:

The Day We Met.

"Father, I understand, I'm used to this sort of stuff!" I say as my father gives me a lecture about going back to Hogwarts.

"Darling, it's your fourth year, your nearly sixteen. You've got three years left, and three years more of my lectures." He replys.

"Dad come on, I'm going to be late. It's half past ten!" I say grabbing my coat.

"Fine Amber, get your trunk, we'll apperate." he says.

I take my trunk and place my bag on my shoulder. We apperate to Kings Cross station, London to be precise. You see, I'm from Surrey, not too far from London, but it does take you an hour to get there near enough. As we apperate, my body feels tight, like it's being squished into a small pipe. We arrive twenty five minutes to spare. I take this time to say goodbye to my dad, load my things onto the train and meet up with a few of my friends.

I'm Amber Jenkins. Five ft seven, with bleach blonde hair, and yes, before you ask, it's natural. I have extremely pale skin, and I'm fifteen. I'm also a Slytherin. Yes, a Slytherin. Everyone always backs away when I say that bit.

"Oh my god, REBECCA!"

"AMBER!" my best friend yells back from the other end of the train.

I've known Rebecca since I was seven. We met through our mothers. My mother worked for Voldemort, a powerful wizard, well, a powerful, yet evil wizard. Her mother also worked for him, intact they still do. Voldemort is a great man, I've followed him since I was very young. My father says I'll grow up to be in my mothers footsteps.

"So how was your summer break?" I ask as we sit in a train compartment.

"Shit, absolutely shit. Yours?" she replys.

"Same Bec. It was completely boring. Well, apart from going to visit Voldemort. That always cheers me up. It scares me, but it cheers me up!" I say.

"Get to see Draco then?" she asks.

"No, and to be perfectly honest, I couldn't care less about Draco. He's a stuck up twat!" I reply.

Oh the joys, Draco Malfoy. Pure blood, like me. But he's so cocky about it. Well, I am too, I can't stand those filthy mud bloods, but, well, I don't know. But he's full of himself. He used to be alright, before he had sex with nearly every girl in Slytherin. Especially Pansy Parkinson, another Slytherin pure blood I can't stand. God, she's an absolute slut. Believe me, I've walked in on her and Draco before now. I tell you though, he's just using her. He doesn't have feelings for other girls. And she has no self respect.

The only four people I get along with in Slytherin are; Rebecca, of course. Blaize Zabini, I've known him for three years, and finally, Crabbe and Goyle. I love those boys. Always eating, but I love them.

"But Amber, he's gorgeous." she replys.

"I'd rather marry Ron Weasley than look at Draco. And that's saying something!"

"EW!" she grimaces.

The door to our compartment opens and Parkinson, and Malfoy enter. And here comes the drama.

"Rebecca, Jenkins." Malfoy says.

"Hey Draco." Becca replys.

"Malfoy." I spit.

"Leave now. I want to be alone with Draco." Parkinson says.

Becca gets up and leaves, but I stay and put in my headphones. Yes, I despise muggles, but they have some amazing creations. I sit for a while listening to a muggle band named Maroon 5. I'm almost asleep, until someone pulls a headphone from my ear.

"What the hell is this?" he whispers to me.

"A headphone."

"Giving the fact your a death eaters daughter, I don't thing you should be using this!" he says.

"Tough shit, it's mine." I reply, taking my headphone off him.

I put it back, and begin to listen when I realise the time. I take my bag full of school clothes, and go to the toilet. I change quickly, and fix my make up and hair. When I get back, Parkinson has Draco sat back, legs open on the chair, and she's sat on top of him, stroking his thigh.

"Ahem. I do want to eat and not throw it up later you know." I say kicking Draco's foot so I can sit down.

"Just because you can't get an amazingly gorgeous man like I can." Parkinson says as she kisses Draco.

"HA, oh god, Parkinson, if you really think that he's gorgeous, your mistaken. I'd rather have someone with tattoos. Lots and lots of tattoos." I reply scoffing at her.

Before I know it, we're at hogwarts. I go to the dinner hall along with some of the other Slytherins. I go and sit with Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise and Rebecca. Draco is missing. My mood is good thanks to this.

Draco's pov:

I don't feel like eating. I'd much rather sit in the common room. A lot quieter. Well, it is until a girl walks into the room. I'd know her hair anywhere. Jenkins.

"Oh lucky me." she murmurs.

"Well I know your lucky." I say sarcastically.

"It's called sarcasm Malfoy."

"I know what's its called. I'm no idiot!" I reply.

"Well, that's debateable." she says sitting infront of the fire.

I decide to join her, just to piss her off a little more.

"What are you doing?" she asks moving up to the arm of the couch.

"Keeping you company." I reply placing my arm around her.

She gets hold of my hand and unwraps it from her shoulder, and places it back to my knee. She gets up and walks over to the library bit of our common room. Once again, I follow her. She takes a spell book from one of the shelves, and begins to read. I decide to annoy her even more. I take the book from her hands, and place her hand in mine.

"Get off me now Malfoy." she says with venom running through her voice.

"And what if I don't."

"Remembering the fact that I'm nearly a full death eater, and I know many spells that could damage you in serious places, I suggest you let go of my hand. Got it." she says tugging her hand from mine.

She's so boring.

"Lighten up why don't you. You've got to sit in classes with me all year, so I suggests you at least try to get along with me." I growl.

"Malfoy, I've never liked you. I never will. So stop trying to annoy me, because it's not going to work." she spits back.

"This isn't the end of our little argument you know." I say as the common room door opens again.

Pansy enters and immediately rushes over to me. Straight away she sits on my knee and practically sticks her tongue down my throat.

"Thanks for that, I'm now off to throw up." Jenkins says getting up and going to her dorm.

"Now that she's gone, shall we..." Pansy eyes up my dorm.

"Come on then." I say as she gets off me knee.