Malfoy leads me inside. His house is so big. It looks pretty fancy. He leads me upstairs. The hallways were a maze and very big. He leads me into his room. He has a big bed and a big closet. I look around. I turn and I see Malfoy starting at me.

"What?" I ask.

I realize I'm starting at him too. The smell is intoxicating.

"Nothing. I just... never realized how manly you look until now." Malfoy blushes.

His heart quickens. I can smell something off of him. I can hear his breath and I'm loving what I'm hearing. I grip my hands. He tosses me a shirt. It smells clean. It smells like Malfoy. It smells amazing. I take another whiff of the scent.

"Umm... Potter, maybe you should put the shirt on." Malfoy says.

I get out of my trance and I nod quickly. I put it on.

"Well?" Malfoy asks.

"Feels good." I say.

We then continue starring at each other. What is with his smell? It's so addicting. I hear someone coming. I can hear their blood. It is corrupted. It is evil.

"Your father's home." I say.

"If he is, you better go." Malfoy opens the window.

I nod. I run and jump out the window. He looks down. I fall and get up like it was nothing. I look at him. How'd I do that? I didn't even wince.

"Not bad Potter." Malfoy says.

I nod and I run off.