The Minster's Daughter- Draco Malfoy

frowns out.

It had been three days. Three horrible, but fantastic days. Lets go over the horrible first;

- Sharing a dormitory is far different from Beauxbatons. I had to get used to waking up with 3 other girls in the room- especially Millicent Bulstrode. Her snores made me want to smash the window and let the lake consume the dorm

- The Slytherin common room was atrocious. They had a party on the first day, which I was invited to, but it was Malfoy who invited me, so I read with Hermione in the library, narrowly escaping trouble as Snape was on duty.

- Classes were boring. The trio ridiculed my old teachers on the train, but they haven't even started Advanced DADA yet. Who needs textbooks now?

- Malfoy pestered me as much as he could. I mean literally. Every meal he sat next to me. Every time I was in the common room with Pansy, he would always come up to us, regardless of whether his body guards followed or not.

Now for some positivity. My mother always said to end on a high note- but this isn't the end. And the real end doesn't end on a high note. So there, Mother.

- Harry, Ron and Hermione have been very welcoming, however Ronald's questions into my life, Beauxbatons and my father persisted. I answer them all, nobody's ever really cared too much.

- Pansy Parkinson has befriended me, and like Ronald, had plenty questions. However, I think Pansy only took a liking to me because of my blood status. Her and Millicent banged on about it all of the time.

- Madame Maxine sent references to Hogwarts with my extra-curriculars on them, meaning I could join the quidditch team

- Even though classes were boring, they were very very easy. I didn't like putting my hand up too much, and when teachers pick on me I know the answers, but I am nervous nonetheless. Professor Moody sought answers in me often, which I found strange. Hermione said he 'must have a liking to me.'

Like any other, I woke up on the fourth day, Millicent's snores loud and clear through my ears. Freshest thing to wake up to. None of the other's were awake until 8 usually, and Beauxbatons has the habit of having breakfast at the crack of dawn. Its 7:30 and I'm ready by 7:50. Pansy commented the other day that 'for a beauxbatons, you get ready fast.' No idea what that's supposed to mean.

I was in the Great Hall at 8:15, reading one of the books I was given before I left France about Portkeys and Apparation, but as my reading has been the past week, it was interrupted by a bag being dropped on the seat next to mine. It was shifted by the owner, and replaced by Malfoy, who seemed deep in thought- as was I, about how I've constantly been disrupted- and soon enough, he was bothering me.

"Good morning, Crouch. What's got your frown out? Potter's antics? If so, I simply cannot leave a vulnerable girl susceptible to him, can I? He smirked at me. I wasn't even looking at him, I could just tell. He was slightly annoying, but this crossed the line. I am everything but vulnerable. I turned to face him.

"I'll have you know, I am perfectly fine, and if I wasn't, you don't need to be my knight in rusty armour, alright?" I snapped, collecting my stuff and beginning to stand. He stared blankly for a second before reacting.

"Tetchy this morning, I see. Bulstrode's snoring not let you sleep too much-" That was the last I really heard. He was too invested in his end of the conversation, he failed to notice I was walking away. The library was where I was headed. Besides, I needed to make a start on a Charms essay.

Sorry this chapter is so short, guys.