His Savior

Chapter 12. Year 4. Amely.

"Austin?" I ask as I look at him. He glares at me before turning his entire chair to face me. 

"Not Austin, Auston" he says with an eyeroll. 

"That's so weird" I mumble as I focus my attention on the teacher. "Also. Who's that?" I whisper to Draco. 

"Professor Snape. He's the head of our house. He goes easy on us when ever we do something wrong. But not push it Shorty" he says back, still staring at me. 

"Shut it. Also I don't like nicknames" I grumble. "Hey! Wait! I wasn't fucking him! We were talking! Gross, why does your mind go there?" I ask with a gag. He just laughs. After a minute I begin searching my bag for a quill, figuring I should probably take some notes. Shit. 

"Can I borrow a quill?" I ask. 

"What's in it for me?" he asks with a smirk. 

"What do you want?" I ask with a sigh. 

"I'm unsure at the moment. But let's just say you owe me an 'I Owe You'" he says with a shrug. "But you have to promise it. An unbreakable vow" he says sternly. 

"Ok" I say as I hold my pinky out. 

"What are you doing?" he asks. He looks at my pinky as if it just sprouted wings and a mustache.

"A pinky promise. It's the most unbreakable promise" I say with confusion. Has this boy been living under a rock? I mean that would explain the pale hair and skin. 

"Ah yes. You grew up with muggles. An unbreakable vow is a spell" he says bitterly. 

"Oh. Well. I'm not very good with magic at the moment. So this is what were gonna do. A pinky promise! I've never broken one!" I say with a smile. "And when ever I get better with this magic stuff, we can try your magic pinky promise!" I promise him. 

"Fine" he huffs. He sticks his pinky out in front of him. And... leaves it there? I giggle as I move my pinky to curl around his. My finger feels like it was zapped with electricity. "Ok so how does this work?" he asks. 

"I, Amely May Potter, pinky promise to full fill one 'I Owe You' to Draco..." I say as I realize I don't know his full name. 

"Draco Lucious Malfoy" he tells me. 

"To Draco Lucious Malfoy, whenever he shall need" I vow. I look at him and we make eye contact. We stay like that for a minute. Just staring into each other's eyes as our pinky's are intertwined. 

His eyes. Their...gorgeous. Like liquid silver, with a sparkle of blue. The colors seem to melt together. 

His eyes are framed by long but light lashes. And bags under his eyes, I wonder if he's sleeping all right-

"Miss Potter. Mr. Malfoy. Care to repeat the instructions I just stated?" Mr. Grumpy interrupts my thoughts. "And am i'm to guess what ever you were discussing was not Potions related?"

"Ummm" I try and think back to see if I could pull it from my self conscious. Shit, shit, shit! 

"Sorry sir. Potter was explaining a class from her muggle school that was similar to Potions. What was it called again?" Draco asks calmly. Damn he's smooth. I'm impressed. 

"Chemistry" I say gratefully. 

"Very well. I would suggest to pay attention, especially you Miss Potter" he states. Grumpy and Moody. 

"Thanks" I whisper to Draco after a few minutes. He just smiles softly. 

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"Ugh! I'm famished!" Amanda whines when we get to the Great Hall for lunch. I giggle. I look over and she a crowd by the Fire Cup. "Oh wonder what's that about?" Amanda asks as she follows my eyes. 

We walk over their and see Fred and George with tiny vials. They drink it before stepping into the ring surrounding the Fire Cup. They try to enter their names in but are blown back and aged up. Very quickly. 

The next thing I know they half long white beards and white hair. The start to fight on the floor. I leave Amanda with a giggle as I walk back to my food. 

The rest of the day follows with out any bumps and before I know it, it's diner time. 

"Ok, so I heard Double Door is gonna announce the winners of the Fire Cup tonight" I say to my newly formed friend group. The friend group consists of Amanda, Pansy, Daphne, Blaise, Theo, Vincent, and Greg. Oh and Satan. AKA Draco. 

"Double Door?" Blaise asks.

"Fire Cup?" Amanda asks a split second after.

"Oh umm yeah. Just little nicknames I give things I suppose" I say sheepishly. 

"From the girl who doesn't like nicknames" Draco says as he looks up from his meal.

"I don't like nicknames from you" I retort as I steal a piece of chicken from his plate.

"Hey!" he exclaims. I lick the chicken as he lunges for it. 

"Too bad" I shrug, figuring he wouldn't eat it after I licked it. Boy was I wrong. 

He grabs the piece and deliberately takes a bite out of the spot I wholeheartedly licked. 

"Eww!" I gag. He finished chewing and licks his lip before sticking two fingers in his mouth and licking and sucking the grease off. God that was sexy. 

"Ame, it's starting!" Amanda whispers as she shakes my shoulders, breaking me from my staring contest with his lips/fingers. 

Double Door has a little speech before he finally gets to the point. 

"VIKTOR KRUM! FLEUR DELACOUR! AND FINALLY CEDRIC DIGGORY!" he yells out as people cheer. I put my head in my arms on the table and cover my ears from the noise. I stay like that for a minute before someone forcefully seized me from my spot. 

"What's going on?" I asks desperately as I try and shake myself free. I end up kneeing the Cat Man in the balls in my struggle to get free. Draco ends up grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the door the Chosen Kid's went down. "What's happening?" I ask when I see my brother down here. 

"Mr. Malfoy? What are you doing down here? Oh why bother!" Professor McGonagall exclaims as she throws her arms in the air in defeat. 

"HARRY! AMELY! DID YOU ENTER YOUR NAMES INTO THE GOBLET OF FIRE?" Double Door yells as he enters. 

"No sir! I would never! I swear! You gotta believe me!" my brother pleads. Honestly he looks like he's gonna cry. 

"What the fuck? Of course not! Do you think i'm an idiot?" I ask with an eyeroll. "Wait why?" I ask. 

"You and Potter's name were drawn" Draco whispered to me. 

"Wait what? How?" I ask astonished. 

"I-I don't know" Harry whimpers. 

"Oh my fuck. Pull your self together Harry! Jeez! You aren't five!" I exclaim angrily. It ends up shutting everyone up. Oop. 

Harry, Draco, and I take seats on the couch. I end up dozing off as the adults talk about the situation.