His mouth was crushing against mine in a urgent panic, his hands were fumbling to undo my buttons. The room was warm, or was it him? Either way I suddenly felt constricted in my clothing. I raised my hands to help him undress me. I open my eyes slightly and see his bright green ones staring back at me. I break our kiss and he smiles. 
"Scared, Malfoy?" he leans forward and whispers in my ear. I just shake my head and smile and slip my legs out of my pants one by one. 

"Draco, get up. You're going to miss the train boy." My father's voice snaps me awake at once. I sit bolt upright, my face burning hot with embarrassment. I mutter my apologize to my father as i get up and quickly find my cloths. The house elf Dobby is zipping around my room, finding the last of the objects for my trip and making sure everything is ready. Dobby had always been very kind to me. Father says that he is nothing but a slave though, and should only be treated like one. But mom was always nice to the house elf when father wasn't looking. She would bandage up his punishment markings after father whipped him, or after he "self punished" himself for doing something wrong.

"Master must get going if he does not want to be late. Dobby has everything prepared for the young master, so there is no need to worry." Dobby bowed so low to the ground that his long nose was pressed against the stone floor. I just nodded, not feeling a particular need to reply. My head is still wrapped up in the dream...I have never had a dream so vivid before, nor have I ever had one like that about a boy...I swear that I can still taste his soft lips, they tasted of butterbeer...and his eyes, his tulip green eyes...I shake my head trying to clear it. If father ever found out about this...

We make it to platform 9 3/4 without any problems, and we ended up being at least an hour early. My father simply said goodbye and not to let "those crackpot teachers" ruin my education to badly...he wanted me to go the Durmstrang institute but mom said it was way to far away. Father left quickly but mother stayed for a few more minutes.
"Don't worry one bit my darling Draco, school is a lot better than your father says." She hugged me close and stroked my hair. 

"What if i end up in Ravenclaw or...Hufflepuff mom? I don't want to disappoint father..." I hear her chuckle under her breath though it isn't filled with humor. 
"Nothing you do will disappoint your father..he loves you very much...he just has a different way of showing it." I roll my eyes but say nothing. There's no point. We both know she's lying. 

"Now get on the train with you! Don't want you to miss it." She let go of me and smiled. I turned around and walked to the first door i saw. I looked behind me, expecting her to have apperated home by now, but there she was. Waving goodbye like all the other parents. 

I found an empty compartment and for a moment was pleased. Maybe it would be a nice quiet ride to school.   That's when Crabbe and Goyle enter and take a seat, grinning stupidly at me. They were kids of my dad's friends. No doubt they were told by their fathers, who were told by mine, to find me right away. To keep an eye on me. I roll my eyes but greet the two idiots anyway. Together they have the Iq of a peanut. Suddenly i don't feel as hopeful for this school year as before.

I just sat quietly as they chattered in the seat across from me. "I heard Harry Potter is on the train this year!" Goyle was mumbling exitedly. At the name Harry I start to pay attention. 

"Yeh I 'eard that too. 'Eard 'is hair is all black and 'is eyes are green. I'm not sure I believe the rumors though." That was Crabbe. He was skeptical of everything. But this time he was wrong. Harry Potter was on the train this year. And I had met him in the robe shop. And I had an....interesting dream about him.

I wonder if his lips really taste of butterbeer....I nearly say that out loud but catch myself just in time. Instead grinning like an idiot myself.

Maybe this school year wont be AS bad after all.