His Savior

Chapter 8. Year 4. Amely.

"Miss Potter? Miss Potter?" I hear as someone shakes my shoulders.

"If you don't fucking stop, i'm gonna rip your hands off. And feed them to your mother" I say sounding very gruff. 

"Sorry! I thought you might want to know dinner appeared" the voice squeaks. My head snaps up.

In front of me is a load of food. Mashed potato's, not a fan. Broccoli, also not a fan. Beef, hell yeah. I stuff my face with beef and a few other meats for a few minutes before I come up for air. 

"I'm sorry. I think we got off at the wrong foot. I was very hangry. And tired. It's nice to meet you Amanda! I'm Amely Potter" I say nicely. 

"Nice to meet you too- Wait. Did you say Potter? As in Harry Potter?" she asks with a cheesy grin. 

'Not another one' I think before placing a fake smile on my lips. 

"Yep! I'm his twin sister" I say regretting the conversation that's about to happen. It'll go like this.

"Oh my God! Harry Potter! Could you like introduce me? Oh my gosh if it works out right we could be sisters" she exclaim. 

"Oh umm. Well I guess I could" I'll mumble. 

"Harry this. And Harry that. And oh my God Harry!" she'll start yapping. 

"That's neat! I've always wanted a twin! Or any siblings for that matter" she says with a sweet smile, which surprises me. 

"You aren't gonna try to get me to hook you up with him?" I ask a bit astonished. 

"Nah" she says before taking a bite out of some mashed potato's. "Want some?" she asks when she see's my carnivorous plate. 

"No thanks. I don't like mashed potato's" I say sheepishly. 

"How?" she asks with her mouth wide open giving me the perfect view of her mashed potato's. 

"Eww. Shut your mouth!" I say with a giggle as I turn away. I lock eyes with a pair of beautiful gray ones. They belong to none other that the devil himself. Or he is to my brother. 

Draco Malfoy. He's changed into his uniform and has his tie loosely around his neck. He has his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His head is rested comfortably in his hands as he stares at me. He gives me a cocky smirk. 

I turn away as I start to blush. I focus back on Amanda. 

"Your from America, yes?" she asks as I nod. "Oh that is just so cool! I myself have never been out of the country! So to live in a different one, wow!" she says and I study her. 

She has sort black hair that matches her dark skin. In her hair she has metallic strips of silver. They kinda look like the tinsel I used to put in my hair. She has wide eyes and high cheek bones. She has a shorter neck than me, but I also look like a giraffe with mine. 

Her nails are painted silver to match her hair. My nails are bitten raw due to stress. Her fingers are long and thin. Another contrast to mine, which are short and stubby. 

"Do you like England so far, Amely?" she asks me. 

The rest of the night follows this pattern and we become pretty good friends. 

"Woah your short!" she exclaims with a laugh when we stand up. She stands maybe nine inches taller than me? "How short are you?" she asks as tear start to fill her eyes. 

"Five foot" I grumble. 

"Five what?" she asks mockingly. 

"FIVE FOOT! FUCKING FIVE FOOT! THAT'S HOW SHORT I AM!" I yell out frustrated. The whole dining hall goes silent, except for Amanda. I look around and their all, and I mean all even the teachers, are staring at me. "Kill me" I whisper as I rush out of there in embarrassment. Amanda stays on her spot on the floor where she fell from laughing so hard. 

I walk around for a minute before I realize. I have no idea where i'm going. 

"Five foot eh? Didn't know the Potter's where half goblin. Well now it all makes sense. The height and the ugly faces" I hear from behind me. I turn and see Hot Boy. Standing in all his sexy glory. Oh God did I just think that? Fuck that's cringy. 

"Shut it. At least i'm no giant. A mean how do you even fit through the door ways?" I sneer. 

"Psh! You and your bloody brother are just jealous. All the ladies love tall guys" he says proudly. I just roll my eyes. 

"Well good thing i'm straight then buddy" I say with a scoff. I turn my head to show i'm about to walk away and he should leave me alone. He doesn't take it that way.

"So you like me too then huh?" he says with a smirk as he gently grabs my chin so I face him again. I really want to slap that smirk off his face. Or kiss it. Which ever comes first. Which at this point is very probable. We are very close. 

"God no! I'm not blind and def!" I say with a grimace. He lets go of my chin and lets out a giant laugh. I've got to admit, it's music to my ears.

A second later he shoves my shoulders into the wall. His ring covered hand finds it's way to my neck as his other hand holds my wrist above my head. 

"Believe me, princess. You will. I can promise you that" he says that cringy statement with his lips a centimeter from mine. But my breath hitches at the word princess and I can feel my underwear being soaked through. "Oh you like when I call you that? Well well. I'll remember that" he says with a grin. 

His face plunges down to my neck and he trails his mouth around my neck before he finds my sensitive spot. He sucks that spot and I let out a quiet moan before he licks it. 

"Amely! Amel- Am I interrupting something?" I hear before I whip my head in the direction it came from. In the middle of the hall stands Amanda looking slightly disturbed. 

"Nope! Not at all" I say while shoving Malfoy off me. He sends a glare at her before directing it at me. "Let's go Amanda!" I squeak before dragging her arm down the hallway. 

"What in the bloody hell was that?" she asks when we get out of ear shot. 

"I'm not really sure myself" I say before she leads the way to, where ever it is we're going.