amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 7

The corridors are filled with first-years, as we walk towards The Great Hall.
"There are like a million of them", Lilith groans.
"I can't believe we were that little", Ambar continues.
"Yeah, It's feels weird getting older", I say while we enter The Great Hall.

"Move!", first-years are crowding the room.
"Oh. I'm so sorry, Snape", a blonde girl apologises.
"Don't call me Snape", I snap.

I push toward the slytherin table, and sit done beside Draco.
"Those bloody first-years", he huffs.
"Yeah, I don't know why she would call me Snape"
"He is your father", he looks up from his plate.
"Yeah, so? Doesn't mean that i have to be called by his last name. I don't like it", I serve myself som porridge.

"So, what classes do you have?", Draco breaks the silence.
I pull out my schedule, and compare it to his.
"Great, we have lots of classes together", I'm in a little better mood.

My mood quickly changes as the same blonde girl comes walking towards me.
"What is it?", I continue eating.
"Your father has requested you. Now.", she stutters.
"Are you his bloody owl? And don't say 'my father' "
"Ok, I'll go now then", she looks like she just pissed her pants.

"She was so scared", Draco laughs.
"Guess I will go see him then", I roll my eyes.
Draco continues laughing.

I walk my way back to the dark and gloomy dungeons, to his classroom. I enter without knocking.
"You sent a first-year?"
"Yes, sorry. I just- just wanted to say that I got McGonagall to put you in classes with your friends"
"Ok, thanks", I give an awkward smile and walk out again.

I go back to The Great Hall and finish my breakfast.
"What are you doing today Frey?", Ambar smiles.
"Nothing, I suppose. Why?"
"Well, we were thinking of hosting a party in the common room. Tonight.", she smiles even wider.
"Come on, it will be fun!", Lilith grabs my hand and squeezes it.
"Ok then. We need alcohol, lots of it", I smile
"Yay! It'll be so fun", Ambar claps her hands.

Sometimes I wonder why she got into slytherin, she's more of a hufflepuff.

"Draco, can i talk to you?", I grab his arm.
He meets my eyes. "Yes, of course", he smirks.
"Alone?"
"Okay", he nods.

I pull him into a closet.
"I-I ehh-h", I pull him into a kiss.
"Frey, wait", he says against my lips.
I pull back from his minty lips.
Before he can say another word, I'm gone.

I run to the library. Hermione is sitting in the couch, reading.
Surprise.
I storm past her, and to the section about norse mythology. Reading about my ancestors makes me calm.
"What are you doing", Hermione looks up from her book.
"Reading, obviously", I roll my eyes.
"About what? Norse mythology?", she closes her book.
"Yes"
"Why?"
"That doesn't concern you, Griffindor", I say in a harsh tone.
"No need to get mad, just asking"
I roll my eyes, once again, and exit the library.

I get to the dungeons, and walk into the common room.
"Frey, wait!", Draco sits up from the leather couch.
I hurry to my dorm, I don't want to talk to him.
What I did was stupid. So. Bloody. Stupid.