Thicker than Blood (Draco Malfoy love story)

Chapter two: Stranger Danger

Draco's P.O.V.

I glance across the dorm again, looking at the odd girl. I bumped into her this morning, knocking her books out of her hand. She got me back by knocking the air out of me. Not intentionally, of course. After all, how could she have realized that she captured my attention, and with it, my infatuation? How could she know that I had wanted nothing more than to taste her lips as she yelled at me? How could she know that in the moment she looked at me with those mesmerizing yellow eyes, I had felt the overwhelming need to protect her? How could she know I fell for her?

I come back to the present, realizing that she was staring back, looking confused. I look away, pissed off at myself. Of course she's confused! I would be too if I found some random guy staring at me like a fucking stalker. A guy who had acted like an asshole towards me. Jeez, I need to get laid...

"Draco? Draco?! Come on buddy, give me something to work with here!" I blink a couple times, bringing Blaise into focus.

"What?" I snap. He smiles, giving me a knowing look.

"I'll tell you what. You're going to tell me who you were eye-fucking just now."

I blush. I fucking blush. I, who makes fun of Blaise for being embarrassed around the word 'pussy', am actually capable of blushing. Damn, when did I become such a fucking kid?

"For your information, I wasn't eye-fucking anyone. I was just wondering about the new girl."

"By that, you mean wondering about the yellow-eyed goth freak? Dumbledore's daughter? Dude, I understand your need to get some, what with your recent breakup, but that is a weird choice. And that is coming from the guy dating a Ravenclaw."

"First of all, I wasn't thinking about her pussy. I was wondering how she is a sixth year, even though this is her first year here. And second of all, do not bring that cheating whore into this. That bitch has nothing to do with this." What I don't tell him is how bad it hurt when I found out. Or how I truly loved her. Or how I was planning on proposing to her. That is the type of shit I keep to myself. I am a death-eater. I am not supposed to have feelings. I am not supposed to cry over cheating whore exgirlfriends. But I do anyway.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Now, where are Crabbe and Goyle? I need to pick up some booze for the party later." I point at the betting corner. Those idiots are going to blow everything in their pockets before the night is up. They do it every year.

After Blaise leaves to get the booze, I go up the steps to the boys rooms. I walk over to my bed and start unpacking. Just like every year, I start with a picture of my family. Mom, Dad, and an annoying little sister. How she manages to get five tons of bitch into a 98 pound body, I couldn't begin to comprehend. Of course, when she's not trying to get on my last nerve, she's actually not that bad. This is her first year in Hogwarts. And in Dad's eyes she she's already a traitor. Because she isn't in Slythern. She's in Griffindor. What I never told him is that I almost got put in there as well. I had to beg the sorting hat to place me in Slythern, then I had to start acting like one. Always pretending to be someone I'm not.

Well, not always, per se. When I go to my secret place here, I can be myself. I sneak out, which isn't as difficult as it used to be, and go out by the lake. I can think in peace and take out all of my anger on the trees and rocks. Sometimes I talk to the mermaids, but the only one I actually get along with is Drine. He's really cool, if a little insensitive. He's really good for advice, too. Actually, that's exactly what I need right now. I decide to sneak out after everyone else goes to bed. Normally, everyone is passed out after 1:00am. Shouldn't be that hard.
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~10:00pm.~
I wonder why I'm out here freezing my ass off just to get advice. From a bunch of nosy mermaids. I shouldn't even be having problems! She is nowhere close to my league. She is the weird girl who can't seem to be coherent. So why am I attracted to her? Why does her name make me feel... weird?

I vent all this to Drine. He looks at me for a minute. "Maybe it's because she's fucking hot!?"

I start getting pissed off for some reason. "You know her?!"

He shrugs. "Not really. She was here earlier talking to Cali."

I feel my jaw drop. The girl must be hiding some serious people skills. Calliope is a total bitch, who thinks she knows everything. I once tried making a joke around her and ended up getting a life lesson.

"It is understandable that you have developed affections for her. She has an intelligent mind, gentle demeanor, and extraordinary linguistic skills. She speaks ten languages, including mermaidia. She is a truly impressive creature."

We both turn towards Calliope. Speak of the devil, and so shall he appear...

"I don't have feelings for her. I haven't even spoken to her. She is just... interesting. Mysterious. Something is off about her... did you see her eyes?"

He nods. "I thought they were sexy. They don't look human. Maybe she is really a sex goddess in disguise, just waiting to turn me into her slave and bring me back to her palace."

Calliope aims a playful smack at Drine's face. Who happens to be her half brother. Almost all of them are related. Kind of weird, but you get used to it.

"Whatever. She's in my house. I'm going to try talking to her. Invite her to a party."

Drine snorts. "Fine. But remember stranger danger!"

I roll my eyes and walk away. Stranger danger. She might be pretty and smart, but I will still have to watch her. Might be harder than it sounds... Yeah. Right.