His Savior

Chapter 4. Year 4. Draco.

I tried to keep my distance from my father while in the book store. I was getting tired of him. Him and that bloody dark wizard. But for the time being I had to bite my tongue and ignore it. After all after today I wouldn't need to see him till Christmas break. 

I glance down the stairs and see Potter and Weasley come in. Along with a someone though I could see them from the back. I came down a few stairs to get a better look.

 She was a blond girl. A VERY pretty blond girl. 

She had a tall thin neck and hair down to her butt. A small waist but a nice butt at the end. She was short, I was about a foot taller than her. She was wearing some tight ripped black jeans, which made me crazy, paired with a green turtle neck. She shifted a bit and I noticed her chest. No not chest. Boobs. That's what I noticed. They were...breath taking. Big but not too big so that you couldn't see her stomach. 

With a burst of confidence I slowly walked down the stairs, think of what I should say. 

"Deja-Vu much, Potter?" I cackle while they turn to me. 

She was even more stunning from the front. Her face was heart shaped with beautiful freckles doting her face, especially her button nose. Resting on her nose where a pair of glasses, making her already large green eyes even bigger. Her eyebrows were perfectly shaped and her lips pink, large, and plump. Very kissable. 

She had a short, thin frame which was a big contrast to my tall frame. Her eyes wondered down to my hands and back to my face. A light blush coated her cheeks. 

"Malfoy" Potter grumbles snapping me out of my trance. 

"Oh and Weaslebee too? What a surprise! But wait this isn't the normal mudblood you have with you? Finally get tired of Granger?" I mock with a smirk. The girls face shifts to confusion. 

"What's a mudblood?" she asks in an American accent. God her voice is heavenly. 

"Ah so you are a mudblood! An American mudblood!" I exclaim. I like the girl, but I shouldn't. Unless she let's me use her like I use Parkinson. But by the look's of it she does boyfriend or nothing. 

"Leave her alone, Malfoy!" Harry snaps while his face shifts to rage. He cares about this girl, I'll make sure to threaten him with her. 

"Oh is she your girlfriend, Potter?" I ask with a snicker. The hottie's face shifts to disgust. 

"EW! No! Gross! That would be incest!" she exclaims while sticking her tongue out. I would love to bite that tongue. 

"Incest? Are you cousins Potter?" I ask while trying to wipe these thoughts from my head. 

"No, i'm his twin sister" she replies before Potter can even open his mouth. Potter lets out a frustrated groan and Ron slaps his own face. If he wanted to be slapped he could have asked me. I would slap him and Potter silly. I look over see my father approaching us. I straighten up immediately. 

"Harry Potter has a twin?" he asks walking in front of me. 

"Why is this such a shock to you people?" female Potter asks while rolling her eyes. I could make her roll her eyes back into her head if she'd only ask nicely. Or at all. 

"Malfoy leave these kid's alone!" old Weasley says walking up from behind them. 

"I was only talking with them Weasley. But Draco and I are running late as it is. We shall see you later" my father retorts before exiting. 

I look over at female Potter as our eyes snap together. A smirk makes it way up to my lips as I wink at her. 

"See you Weasley. See you Potter's" I say before following my father. I catch up to him as he makes his way out of Diagon Alley. 

"Another Potter. If she is not like her brother, this will be very helpful" he says with a smile that looks slimy. 

We get to the Hogwarts Express and wait. My father is never late, me being his son, I must be the same. I hate being his son, but I know there is much of him in me. Maybe even more than my mother. 

Just like him I have a hunger for vengeance and violence. And i've accidently heard him and my mother in bed a few times, it was traumatizing. And he's very...dominating. And I know in bed I would too. 

As well as being a monster. I get that from him. I don't want to be like this. But I don't think there's any way back now. I just hope I can find a woman who can handle it. As much as I hate myself, I would love to have kids. Maybe I could have already met their future mother...

I think back to the Potter girl. I know she's a Potter but I can't help but wish she would be in Slytherin. But then it'd be even harder for me to ignore these feelings. 

"Draco" my mother says while approaching us. "Did you get everything you needed?" she asks while standing next to my father. He wraps his arm around her waist. 

"Yes" I reply while looking ahead at the tracks. I look at the clock on the wall. I can board in fifteen minutes. Hope they go by fast. 

My father looks down at his watch with a sigh. 

"Draco. Your sixteen years old you can wait by yourself. We'll see you at Christmas" he says while walking away leaving me and my mother to bid each other farewell. 

She pulls me into a tight hug with a quiet sob, her cold demeanor dropping.

"I'll miss you. Be safe" she says before letting go, her cold demeanor returning as if it never left. 

"Alright" I say even though she already left. I hear a ugly sharp laugh and turn to see my friends. Oh and Parkinson. She's the one who laughed. 

Blaise spots me and waves me over. 

'Here's to the start of a new year' I think while walking over while faking a tight smile.