Draco sighed heavily, sitting on the window ledge of the astronomy tower, gazing down at the Quidditch Pitch, at Harry and his friends. The wind gently caressed his face.
I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
He sighed again, watching as Ron tackled Harry, knocking him over, faint indications of laughter reaching his ears. He imagined, not for the first time, what it would be like to be the one to make him laugh like that. And how much he wanted to.
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have
He swung his legs out into the air, thinking again about the war, how it was taking over all of their lives. Even his.
The worst is just around the bend
He didn't want to be in Voldemort's service. He wanted to be a normal teenage boy. He wanted to laugh and love....and be loved in return. He saw Harry look up in his direction, although he knew it was impossible that he could be seen.
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be
Draco leant his head against the side of the window, the stone cool against his skin. He wondered again if Harry were truly all he was rumored to be. Could he really save them? Everyone seemed to be so sure. Draco tried, but he couldn't join in this...trust. How could Harry save them all from Voldemort? How?
What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn't last
Draco realized that Harry was leaving the Quidditch pitch, his friends staring after him. He wondered idly what had happened. Some stupid spat? Over something trivial, most likely. Draco sighed heavily again. He wanted to... He didn't know what he wanted. Or, he did, but it could never be. He slipped back into the tower, planning on returning to his dorm, going to bed. Dreaming of emerald eyes.
And will we ever end up together?
No, I think not, it's never to become
'For I am not the one...' Draco whispered miserably.