His Savior

Chapter 11. Year 4. Amely.

"Come on Ame!" Amanda says while shaking me from my slumber. "Dumbledore has an announcement to make! And I heard it's big!" she exclaims as she rips my blankets from my cold body.

"Big like Malfoys dick?" I groggily ask, not in my right mind. Speaking of my mind. It's pounding. I swear it want's me to commit suicide.

"W-what?" she asks flabbergasted. 

"Oh God. Did I just say that?" I groan. She just giggles. I roll out of bed with a thump. 

"What the hell?" Pansy moans from her bed. It's then that I notice she isn't the only one in it. There's a dirty blond boy in it as well. And their both...naked. 

"Ewww! Pansy! What the fuck?" I ask as I fake gag. She glares at me as she sits up. Her small boobs fully on display. The boy is still sleeping. 

"What ever. Your just jealous you could never pull a guy" she says smugly. 

"Please Parkinson" I say with an eyeroll. "You don't even know about the guy's in America. They were all over me. Just ask Brady Pumpernick" I say smugly. Of course he was into my hot sister and not me. But she doesn't need to know that, now does she? 

"Psh" she says while getting out of bed, fully naked. YUCK!

I get up and walk to the bathroom so I can change into my uniform. 

'Wow this skirt is really short' I think as I inspect myself in the mirror back in the main room of the dorm. 

"Come on Ame! Look great! Can we go now?" Amanda whines as I chuckle. She immediately runs out when I make my way over to the door. I run to follow and end up knocking into someone. 

SMACK! That's the sound my ass makes as it hits the hard cold stone floor. I look up and see a smirking Draco. I shift onto my knees so I can get up. It didn't eve occur to me how the situation would look from afar. 

"Are you really that desperate to suck me off, Potter? If so you could have just asked" he says with a glint in his eyes. 

"Not even in your dreams, Malfoy" I scoff as I lift myself off the ground and rub my ass. He laughs as I walk off. I try not to limp until i'm out of his sight. 

I make my way to the Great Hall. I'm just inside the door as Amanda grabs my hand to sit me on the table. 

"OW!" I exclaim as my ass touch's the bench. 

"I see your arse hasn't recovered from our little adventure, has it, Potter?" Malfoy asks with a snicker as his friends laugh and Pansy glares. 

"I suppose it hasn't. Has your ego recovered from being turned down after you begged me to suck you off?" I ask sweetly. But we all know it's anything but. Blaise burst out laughing and Malfoy narrows his eyes at me. 

Before he can retort Dumbledore takes the podium. 

"Good morning students! First announcement is we have a new professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts! This is Professor Alister Moody! Second announcement Hagrid will be teaching Care of Magical Creatures this year! And third announcement blah blah blah! And a blah blah blah! As well as ya da ya da!" he rambles. I look at the wonky eye guy before I let my mind drift and I glance over at Draco. Who is intently staring at me. 

'What?' I mouth to him.

'What the hell?' he mouths back with a glare. 

'You insulted me first. You started this game' I mouth back with a smug grin. He pouts angrily. Which is really hot. Wait no. 'Don't hate the player. Hate the game' I mouth back before focusing back on Mister Double Door. 

"Welcome the lovely ladies of Beauxbaton!" he announces. Huh? I look over to Draco for confirmation, but he just shrugs. He obviously wasn't paying attention either. 

I look over and see beautiful girls dressed in light blue skirts and blouses. All the boys are ogling them. I see Draco out of my peripheral vision. He has his eyes focused on me. Odd. 

Next walk in these large, broad, sexy men. I ogle at them. They are very pleasant on the eyes. I hear Draco grumbling to Blaise about them. I don't really give two fucks. 

"Amanda" I say breathlessly. 

"I know" she says back. "Dude. They make me wet" she whispers in my ear. 

"Same" I giggle. I look around the boys again and spot a strawberry blond. 

He has a wide jaw. With a stubble, I wonder what it would feel like between my thighs? He's tall, not as tall as Draco but still very tall. He's built like a tank with huge bulging muscles. He has a thick neck and broad hands. His eyes are sharp and light blue. Like the sky on a bright summers day. He has a very sharp nose too. Which is kinda random but it looked hot on him. 

We make eye contact and he flashes me a breathtaking smile. I blush and look down at my food. 

Double Door continues to talk. I don't listen. I just dream about Sharp Strawberry. 

"Now time for class!" he yells and shoos us away. 

"Got the hot's for a certain red head huh?" Amanda teases me. 

"Wait- you like a Weasley?" Blaise asks us as we leave. 

"God no. Just a strawberry blond. From Drum what ever" I shrug as I toss my bag over my shoulder. "Oof" I let out as the bag slings me backward. 

"Stupid half blood" Draco says as he lifts my bag off my shoulder and transferring it to his.

"Hey! I had it!" I exclaim. He's about to answer before he's interrupted. 

"Honestly mate. She's a lady. But by the looks of it, I highly doubt she's a damsel in distress. How about you let carry her own bag?" I turn and see Sharp Strawberry. I give Draco a smirk as he drops my bag on the floor with a BAMM!  

"Sorry about that. Pretty sure it's his time of the month" I say with an unattractive snort. 

"It's all right my lady" he says with a slight bow. I giggle in return. "Now may I ask this fair maiden her name?" he asks. 

"Amely. Amely Potter" I say as I blush. "And you?" I ask. 

"Your prince charming" he replies with a grin. He...he has dimples! 

"Prince Sharp Strawberry. Nice" I say. His face shifts to one of confusion. But before he can respond I look at his watch and see I have minute to get to class. "Oh shit. I'm gonna be late! Nice meeting you Sharpy!" I scream as I run down the hall. 

I make it into Potions class twelve seconds late. I sprinted all the way here. And I lost my hair tie on the way. So my hair is down and wild. I'm also positive that my face is as red as Sharpy's hair. 

"Miss Potter" a man with scruffy black hair drawls out as I lean over while catch my breath. 

"S-s-sorry P-professor" I say in between huffs, my head still down. 

"A quick question Miss Potter. Have you ever brewed a potion before?" he asks I shake my head no. "Sit next to Mr. Malfoy then. He's my best student. Maybe he'll rub off on you" he retorts. I lift my head and he gasps. I look at him in confusion. He glares at me as I sit down. But that might be his normal expression. 

"Hello there, princess" Draco purrs as i sit next to him. "Have fun fucking Auston?" he asks with malice.