two-faced

2. Shut Up, Mudblood

"Hey. Lori. Over here.", said the distinguishable, laid-back drawl of Draco Malfoy. I turned my head and saw him, Pansy and Blaise. He smirked at me in a flirtatious manner. I had no interest in him at all, but he was popular with Slytherins. So was I, but if I was to maintain my popularity status, I would have to go along. He could make everyone turn against me with a snap of his pale bony fingers. Playing along, I winked at him and went to sit down in the free seat next to Pansy.  

"Hey Blaise. Move. Lori's sitting there now.", said Draco. Blaise, who had been sitting next to Draco, opened his mouth to protest, but quickly thought better of it, and went to sit down next to Pansy. Draco smiled slyly up at me and patted the spot next to him. I laughed nervously and sat down. 

"Omigosh, Lori!", Pansy practically squealed, "I love your hair!" I had dyed the tips a greenish-blue over the summer.

"Thanks!", I replied, trying to sound confident. I think it worked. 

"Yeah", Draco continued, "It looks super hot on y-" Without warning, the train whistle was blown loudly and off we went to Hogwarts. 

*

"So.", said Draco, with a grin spreading across his face "I think it's about time we pay that Potter boy a visit now."

"Yeah. I saw his weasel friend go into a compartment near the front. Don't worry, Draco, I gave him a kick in the shin for you", I smirked. So we got up to locate Potter. We made our way down to the front of the train and saw Harry, Ron and Hermione talking in a compartment. Casually, Draco slid open the door and said "Hey, Potter. Long time, no see."

"Go away, Malfoy.", snarled Hermione.

"Shut up, mudblood.", I snapped before turning back to Harry. "So, Potter.", I said in a sweet voice, "How was everything on Platform 9 3/4? Was it difficult saying goodbye to your parents for this year? Did you promise to write to them daily?" Both Hermione and Ron looked like they were about to slap me.

Draco continued, "And what about you, Weasel? How did you get on with packing for Hogwarts? Couldn't have been that hard, since there wasn't exactly that much to pack."

Hermione looked ready to burst. "Langlock.", she whispered, pointing her wand at Draco. 

Draco looked genuinely worried for a second before saying, "Mm mMm mmMmm m Mm" He then started to panic and attempt to speak again. His tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth! He then nudged me then discreetly pointed to Hermione. He was still attempting to speak, to cover up what he was telling me, so the three were too busy laughing. "Anteoculatia.", I murmured, with my wand directed at Hermione. Immediately a pair of deer antlers grew from her head. Draco and I ran back to our compartment. As we were running, we heard a loud scream and tried to stifle our laughter. We rushed into the compartment where Pansy and Blaise were eating chocolate frogs.

"Aw, the trolley witch has already been?", I asked. Draco's face crumpled in disappointment. I bet he couldn't wait to flex on everyone how rich he was by buying a ton of sweets.

"No, I had some in my bag already, now what happened? We heard a scream!", Blaise responded.

"Well, we made fun of them, so Hermione used the langlock curse on Draco. Then, while they were busy laughing, I made deer antlers sprout from Hermione's head!", I laughed. Draco and I sat back down in our seats. Draco did that thing that guys do, where they pretend to yawn so they can put their arm around you. Except Draco's yawn looked kind of weird since his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth. Still, I allowed him to do it, and shuffled closer to him. A pungent smell of green apples and expensive cologne clouded my nostrils. It made me feel kind of dizzy. And sleepy. And before I knew what was happening, I was asleep in Draco Malfoy's arms.