Love For Blood

Chapter Four

"Malfoy...Malfoy!"

"MALFOY! DRACO!"

Draco's eyes shot open. A messy-haired Potter hovered over him; his hands on Draco's shoulders from shaking him awake.

"Dear Merlin, is it a pureblood thing to sleep like the dead? You and Ron both are a tragedy to wake up," Harry laughed, backing away enough for Draco to sit up. "We're almost there, so you might wanna get your school robes on." Draco nodded and got his robes from his trunk and changed. It was just their shirts; not to mention that they change in front of other guys all the time because they live in dormitories.

He was slipping on his robe when he felt the train slow to a stop. He grabbed his trunk and began to exit the cart when a hand grabbed his arm. He turned around to see Potter looking down shyly. "What is it, Potter?" Draco asked.

"You see...um...Hermione kinda always ties my tie for me, because I can't really do it my self. As you can see, Ron's trash at it too," They both looked over to where Ron was tying his tie like a shoe, "So, I was wondering if maybe you'll tie it for me?" Harry asked with hopeful eyes. Draco rolled his eyes as he began to tie Harry's tie.

"Fucking Gryffindors..." Draco mumbled as he pulled the tie tight. He nodded in satisfaction with his work.

"Thank you, Malfoy," Harry smiled then looked down at the tie, " Wow, you're way better at this then 'Mione."

"No shit, I've been wearing them every day since the day I was born," Malfoy chuckled, "Let's go before we're late for the feast." Draco picked up his trunk and began to leave the train. He found the carriage Pansy was in after a while and sighed. "Thank Merlin, you have a shirt on."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Pansy gasped.

"Look, simply stating that making out half-naked while on a train of kids can get you put on the muggle pedophile list," Draco laughed as Pansy squawked.

"How did you know?!" Pansy screeched.

"The door was unlocked and I was looking for you. By the way, I'm not the only one that walked in on you." Pansy looked at Draco in rage.

"Who do I need to dispose of?" Pansy said, twitching.

"I've heard Potter's pretty hard to dispose of, so have fun with that," Draco chuckled as he pulled out his book and began reading as Pansy verbally plotted Potter's demise the entire trip to the castle.

"Then I'll-oh, we're here," Pansy smiled as she skipped off the wagon. Draco shook his head as he closed his book and followed Satan- *cough* Pansy to the Great Hall. They sat in front of Blaise at the Slytherin table.

"Hey, Draco, Pans, what's up?" Blaise smiled.

"Not much, just ready to start another year of brain cell loss," Draco laughed.

"Honestly, I mean I actually learned nothing last year. Ms. Umbitch didn't even let us use fucking wands in Defence! WE ARE WIZARDS AND WITCHES! For Merlin's sake, that woman gets me fired up!" Pansy calmed down a little bit after realizing she was yelling.

"Yea...fired up...that's the phrase for it..." Blaise whispered under his breath while trying to suppress laughter. Pansy glared at him.

"I will execute you," Pansy threatened darkly. Blaise smirked down at the table. They looked up as the first years flooded in. McGonagall laid the old Sorting Hat on the footstool. Per usual, the hat began to sing a cringy rhyme to start the sorting. McGonagall began to name off first years and there were a few Slytherins here and there. Finally, after a few words from Dumbledore, food appeared on the plates in front of them. Everyone began to respectfully fill their own plates while shooting the Gryffindors (who were tearing the food apart like rabid animals) a glare every so often.

"Those Gryffindors are really something. Were they born in a barn and raised by wolves?" Pansy snarled as one of them caught an entire chicken leg in their mouth, resulting in loud cheers.

"Half of them, probably," Draco smirked, biting into an apple.

"At least we don't have to deal with them. Pretty smart they sorted all the reckless idiots into one secluded tower," Blaise chuckled. Pansy nodded while cutting into her turkey slice.

"So, what did you do over the summer?" Draco asked lightly.

"Mother was throwing formal dinner parties almost every day, saying I need to meet wealthy suitors. So, pretty lame. You?"

"Read and... yeah, I read," Draco looked down with a smile.

"How is it that the ice prince of Slytherin, who is supposedly heartless, such a dork?" Blaise smirked at Draco with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh shut up, you twat," Draco huffed. Blaise laughed and Pansy joined in. The laughter was cut short by yelling.

"You know what? Fuck you, Ron! What I do and who I do it with is none of you fucking concern!" Granger yelled and stormed out of the hall.

"UH-OH! TROUBLE IN PARADISE!" Blaise yelled as she threw open the doors of the Great Hall.

"Shut up, Blaise," Pansy rolled her eyes and threw an entire potato at his forehead, "I need to use the restroom." Pansy walked calmly out of the hall. Blaise looked mortified as potato chunks rolled down his face. Draco muffled his laughter with his hand as Blaise frantically tried to remove the potato from his face. He was still trying to pick the pieces of potato out of his hair when they started downstairs toward the dungeons.

Blaise sat at the mirror combing out the potato for at least an hour before resigning to his bed. Draco took the chance to wash his face before bed. He splashed his face with cold water and looked up at the mirror. He then realized the small flakes of red in his eyes that were almost unnoticeable but definitely there. He was getting hungry.

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A/N 

I haven't updated in forever, I know. My computer is reallyyyy old and my family promised they were going to get a new one but never did. The computer shuts down consistently and has a restart time of four minutes and runs slow, making writing really difficult. Now that school is closed and I have more time, I will try to post as much as possible. Sorry for the trouble. Lot's of  love, be safe

~Cam