that girl...

I sat alone at the Hufflepuff table, wondering where everyone in my house was. It appeared that no one had come down for breakfast. I could feel everyone's stares bore into my back. They were all starring at 'that girl' That's what they call me. They don't bother to learn my name..... or so I thought. Suddenly I felt someone smash my face onto the table. I turned to glare at the person, only to find myself melting under his gaze. Draco Malfoy was sitting next to me, smirking.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" I asked, rubbing my forehead.
"You know, Nicole...." He said, raising his eyebrows suggestively.