It was snowing today as it had every day this winter, and the crisp, cool wind felt good as it blew through my waist length, ebony hair. As I walked through the grounds of Hogwarts I couldn't help but let my ice blue eyes rest on Draco Malfoy. I've liked him ever since I first transferred to this school. He was the first one to ever talk to me. He is in the same year and house as I am.
Oh, and I should probably tell you a bit about myself, my name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way, I'm seventeen years old, and I have recently been diagnosed with depression. I have long, black hair with purple highlights and red tips, icy blue eyes, and ivory pale skin. A lot of my clothing, as typical of a labeled 'goth', comes from a muggle store called "Hot Topic". My best friends are Willow, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley. My favorite bands are MCR, Evanescence, and many others that I don't care to mention. Also, I'm not fond of the popular kids at Hogwarts (my friend Willow calls them 'preps'), they often give me weird looks, and some of the ruder ones push me in the hallway or call me a vampire, which I retaliate by flipping them off. Despite that, and the fact that I have a very serious problem with depression, I live a fairly normal life here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
It took me a couple seconds to notice that Draco had left his group of friends and was walking towards me, his friends watching us from a distance. I felt my face heat up slightly as I looked away and tried to make it seem like I hadn't been staring at him. As he approached I turned to him and smiled a bit.
"Oh, Draco, what's up?" I asked, trying to remain nonchalant even though my heart was racing and my face felt hot.
"Hey Ebony, I just um-" he started, but was interrupted by my friends calling me. I smiled awkwardly and turned around to see Willow waving me over with Harry and Hermione standing behind her. I sighed and turned back to Draco.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" I asked with a sheepish smile, only to hear my friends calling me again.
"Never mind, I'll talk to you later," Draco huffed, sounding slightly annoyed as he turned and walked swiftly back to his group of friends. I sighed softly and mumbled a soft 'goodbye' to his back and turned, trudging back towards my friends, giving them a death glare, only to receive a knowing smirk from Willow.
(A/N: I think this is a good place to end chapter 1. This is harder than I thought it was going to be ^-^')