Draco Malfoy's Amortentia ||DracoMalfoyXReader FanFic

Chapter 3

(time skip to the sorting ceremony)
Tom and I stood shoulder to shoulder. Our elbows then locked. Professor McGonagall explains what's going to happen and why our houses our important. Tom pulls me along like always. Big crowds would usually scare me, but with Tom by my side what can I not do? Ouch. I bump heads with a funny looking boy. His hair is so blond it's almost white and he seems a bit mousey. He is cute though. "Sory um,". "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy who might you be," he smirked. "Wait Malfoy, like in Lucius Malfoy," I asked. "Well obviously," he looked proud. "Our father they were friends," I replied. "Oh" he looked shocked ",it'll be nice knowing you I guess,". One by one everyone goes up to have the sorting hat place them. "Tom Payne,". I worried, my thoughts filled my head. "Griffindor,". He opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows at me. More people go by. Every time my name is not called my anxiety rises. "Draco Malfoy, Slytherin,". What if I don't make it into Grifindor? What do I do? Who will be by my side? "May Son,". I shuffled up. I sat down and closed my eyes. I could hear the hat mumbling. "Maybe like your friend for sure, something about me says so. Your father was here" my father, how does this hat know so much ",Slytherin". I awkwardly smiled at Tom and he did so too. Draco Malfoy smiled at me. "Sit here, our parents must have been in the same house like us," he smiled. I smiled back. "Why do you not seem exited, are you not proud?" he asked confused. "I don't know much about my dad, he was never talkative. I didn't even know he was a Slytherin,".

Days have passed and I start getting used to this schedule. Tom and I haven't talked for a few day, it seemed so long since I heard his voice. That's why I am very exited to have flying classes with Grifindors. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle don't seem to be enjoyable. "Those stupid Grifindorks," Draco sneered. "Yes," Crabbe said chewing on a chocolate frog. Goyle seem to mumble in agreement. "There not that bad," I add in. "Not that bad," Draco was about to say more, but he bit his tongue. I call those 3 the clown show trio. Slytherin dungeon, yes I said dungeon is not that boring with them. (Time skip to Flying lessons) Malfoy seems to be bullying a poor hamster looking guy. "Come and get it Neville,". I wonder if I should step in, but Malfoy and the other Slytherins seem to get a kick in it. I don't understand it. Then this scrawny boy comes chasing him. I'm worried the Madam Rolanda Hooch will come back and we won't be able to even fly anymore. Oh no he seems to be crashing, INTO TOM. I run up and push Tom out of the way. The boy's foot kicks my face. I'm totally blacked out.

(Time skip a few days)
Madam Poppy Pomfrey and I become good friends. The boy who gave me this black eye was Harry Potter. He's come to visit me. I accepted his apology, but held a slight grudge for him. His friend Hermonie seems to be my type. Ron let me pet his rat to feel better. He seems to be glad someone appreciates his pet rat. The chosen one, the chosen one to kick me. I have sacrificed my beauty for Tom and yet he still haven't visited me. "That Pottah, always ruining things. You look so much better without you swollen eye," Draco swore. "That makes me feel so much better," I responded. Draco has forced Crabbe and Goyle to come down every class period and hand me homework. At the end of everyday I pay them with a cupcake. They seem to enjoy muggle goods. My first day back in business and there's a big troll emergency. All the Slytherins were instructed to go in the dungeon. "Lets go out there and fight him, you with us May," Draco exclaimed. "With you, WITH YOU. I would if I wasn't breaking down inside,"I bursted. I couldn't handle this. I felt so light headed, but my brain was so busy. I needed Tom. Tom didn't want to be my friend anymore. He didn't visit me or have talked to me. My little cat rubs against my shin. "Thank you," I whisper. I think of this cat as Tom. "It's seems kind of furry, what's it's name," Draco asked guilty after I exploded. "I don't know, sorry for going off at you. To thank you for what you have done, you can name it,". "Krum," he said firmly. "Why," I asked. "Quidditch, you wouldn't know," he replied. "I like Quidditch, I'm gonna be the Slytherin Chaser," I said. "Chaser, well one of us has to change if we want to play together," he said sitting down next to me. "One of us will," I yawned. My head sat on Malfoy's polished shoulder.