Stuck With You
Excellent side of the bed
Chapter 2: Excellent side of the bed
Draco Malfoy on the other hand woke up feeling great.
Birds were chirping outside his window, granted it was an enchanted bird sound but it made him feel no less happy, it was a clear and sunny day, his favorite robes had been washed and as he gazed at himself in the mirror he thought he looked exceptionally sexy this morning.
In the Slytherin common room he found his two best friends waiting for him. Well, maybe best friends wasn’t the right name for it. More like loyal followers or perhaps a small dimwitted entourage was more like it.
Crabbe and Goyle greeted their Slytherin peer and followed him like a pair of bodyguards to the breakfast table. Draco seated himself next to his Slytherin best female friend, Pansy Parkinson, a girl he could actually hold intelligent conversation with and whom he liked far better than those thickheaded nimwits Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy Parkinson was as cunning and clever as she was beautiful, she had quite blossomed in the last year, but regardless Draco and Pansy were just friends.
"Good morning Pansy” Draco said with a cheerful smirk on his face.
"Morning Draco” she said and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"We’re in a good mood today?” Pansy noted.
"Oh yes, I have a good feeling about today, I think it’s going to be a very good day indeed. ” he said convinced.
Pansy looked at Draco suspiciously, “Really? Why do you think so?” she asked. Draco just shrugged his shoulders and mounted food on his plate.
"I don’t know, I just have a good feeling that’s all”
Pansy followed Draco's eyes over to a certain brown haired, green eyed someone who looked as if his world was coming apart.
"He doesn’t look too well” she mumbled to herself.
"What?” Draco asked.
"Oh, nothing. You’re not going to do something to Potter, are you Drakie?” Pansy looked mildly alarmed. Draco smiled deviously.
"It’s just a little prank Pans, don’t you worry your pretty little head about it” and he patted her on the top of her head. Pansy waved the hand away.
"Draco Malfoy, don’t you dare patronize me. All right then, go mess around with Potter, but you’ll get what’s coming to you, be sure of that. ”
Draco laughed, but when everyone looked away from his gorgeous face his eyes kept glued to Harry Potter. He didn’t know why but he couldn’t take his eyes off him…or his mind from him.
But then again, hadn’t it always been like that?