One.

The slow and delicate process of painting nails distracted Lena Yavari as the lengthy train ride to Hogwarts trudged on, past the endless empty hills, and through the snowy mountains. Of course, her compartment was full. Next to her was Pansy Parkinson, much to Lena's dismay. Crabbe and Goyle sat across from each other, Goyle next to Pansy. Next to Crabbe was Blaise Zabini.

And across from Lena...the one, the only, Draco Malfoy.

Frustrated with her nails, Lena charmed them dark green with a Slytherin crest. The sun set and the girl watched it apathetically; meanwhile, Draco emerged himself in a new book that was on the required book list for that year. She could make outGrade Five written on it.

The last four years of attending Hogwarts had been pure bliss. Though rather lonely, she must admit: Any rescue from home was a relief. If she hadn't had Draco going through it with her, she didn't know how she would live.

The light in the compartment, compared to the darkness outside, created a mirror effect in the window. The girl's blonde hair lay straight over her shoulders, just reaching her chest. Her head tilted, and her eyes gleamed green. High cheekbones, and a slender frame, Lena was doubtlessly beautiful. Her eyes dropped and she looked across from her at Draco.

He glanced up and met her eyes, as though he had sensed her gaze. He smirked wildly and his gray eyes glinted in the light. She smiled back, but it didn't reach her eyes. She faked it for a second longer, then reached over and took the book from Draco playfully. The chapter he was on was defensive spells. The boy jumped up and snatched it back from Lena.

The girl rose slowly and pounced on Draco, taking the precautions to make sure her nails didn't scratch him.

A minute later, the girl was lying on the floor breathlessly on top of Draco, claiming victory- Though, a voice in the back of her mind assured her that he had let her win; giving the boy a fiery kiss on the neck and bit in gently.

"Get up, you two," Pansy spat acidly, her voice leaking with jealousy, "We're almost at Hogwarts."

Lena shot the other girl a glare and pointlessly brushed herself off. Draco's pale cheeks were cherry red and she could still hear his uneven breath. He was now securing a badge with the letter P on it.

"Gotta get to my Prefect duties," he boasted.

Lena rolled her eyes and punched her best friend playfully. He clutched his arm defensively. "Stop bullying the first years; you embarrass me."

Draco smirked and strode out of the compartment with his trunk floating behind him. The trunk smacked a first-year, who immediately collapsed. Lena waved her wand carelessly and the young Slytherin blinked rapidly as he revived.

"Lena's mine," Draco growled at Zabini. Catching her name, the girl looked a ways down the table.

Her selective hearing picked out the conversation she wanted to hear among the many at the feast.

"You're not dating her, Malfoy; don't claim her."

"She. Is. Mine."

Something else was said, but Lena failed to catch it as a bird crashed onto the Gryffindor table recklessly.

There was a sudden explosion and Zabini shot back from the table, slamming into the Ravenclaw boy that was at the table behind him. Draco went on eating his food without any notice of this, while the rest of the hall had gone stark quiet to look at what the commotion was.

Lena blushed and nearly smiled as the thought of Draco's comment ran through her head continually; Dumbledore made some last minute announcements before the students went back to their corridors. The girl rushed off to her dormitory while the rest of her House was chatting in the halls outside of the basement.

The rest of the girls filed in for bed, getting their beauty sleep for the next day, which was their first day of classes. Lena began to read a book for Transfiguration and had gotten fairly far into it when, suddenly, Millicent knelt next to her bed. She had been so immersed in her book that she hadn't noticed the girl walk in.

"Malfoy wanted me to give you this," she whispered hoarsely, handing Lena the note.

"Thanks," Lena muttered. Lena shifted and put the blanket over her head. She took out her wand from her robe pocket and commanded the wand to ignite. It did and she read the note carefully.

Lena,

Meet me outside the kitchens at one.

Draco

The girl checked the time, and found she had five minutes to spare. She rolled out of the bed and headed out of the dormitory. Very few were left awake, surrounding the fire and telling stories of their summers. Lena crept out of the common room and practically ran to the kitchen.

She enjoyed the sound of her high heels clicking on the rock floor. Just a few corridors away from the kitchens, the girl straightened her skirt and pulled herself together, as well as her cloak around her.

Sweeping around the corner, Draco was waiting coolly against the wall. He looked up at her and nodded.

Lena nodded back.

"Come for a walk with me?" the boy asked in his usual drawl.

She nodded again and followed him out of the castle. Lena felt a sudden patter in her heart, yearning to hear what the boy had to say.

"I missed you," he said as they approached the lake.

"Missed me from what? We talked all summer." Lena stuck her tongue out to tease him and Draco moved forward menacingly, a playful aggression in his eyes. He lightly grabbed her arms. Lena stepped away and moved one of her hands up to her hair, which she grabbed thoughtlessly and awkwardly, tugging the strand behind her ear.

"C'mon," he began, "I want to show you something." He backed off promptly, seeing her graceless response.

The boy grabbed her wrist and pulled her along until they were walking at a steady pace towards the forest. The silence surrounded them and suffocated Lena. "Draco..." She said when they reached the forest, stopping, if only to break the long silence that had caused a radiating ringing in her ears.

He kept pulling at her arm until she eventually caved and kept following.

"Just a little farther," he muttered.

And suddenly they were in a clearing.

"Draco," she cried breathlessly. "I-it's beautiful..."

She could hear his breathing, his pulse as he pulled her closer. Her entire body surged with riveting waves, turning her knees to dust.

She felt him pulling her closer, his arms drawing around her as her nerves dulled from the overwhelming sensations.

His head drew nearer; Lena closed her eyes in anticipation; Draco's soft lips met hers.

And, suddenly, she was numb and silence erupted.