Love at first fight

by Lurasa

A Harry and Draco story. Draco is a rich and arrogant Slytherin, who cares about nothing than partys and forgetting his problems. Harry, the famous boy, trying to keep up with his classmates, because he also has some other difficulties... both hating each other but suddenl they have to deal with each other not just in class anymore.

Potions...again

„Are we going to talk about this?" Ron asked me as we left potions class. Good question. But I already know the answer. I always know the answer to these kind of questions. Because it's always the same. No. „Well... Thank you for being concerned... really! But i can't, I don't have time for this. I can't afford it to use even the smallest piece of my time at the moment, and you know it!" That's my answer. That's everything I can give him at the moment. „Ok, but you know that Hermione and I, we will be there if you need us!" „I know. Thanks bro! But now let's hurry, we should really get going, we don't want an other of McGonagalls Stern looks, do we?" „No we definitely don't" Ron laughs as we start to run to our next class.

So basically what happened was Draco Malfoy paired with potions class paired with professor snape... always fun I guess. Besides the fact, that Snape hates me (and I hate him) we also share the class room with Slytherins. I always try to not hate them for just being in a different house, but they make it sooo hard. Like come on! You don't actually have to act like a douchebag. But whatever. So their ‚leader' Draco Malfoy is the worst nightmare ever. Besides his perfect, in oil soaking hair, his sharp jawline and his always perfect sitting shirt, he also is an arrogant spoiled asshole. There are more than one hundred different rumors about him. Who he slept with, what drugs he is taking and what happened on that last party. Disgusting.

This time he wasn't just making fun of friends of mine, including hermione and Luna, but talking about me faking all of this you-know-who things. Ok nothing new till this point. But then coming up with the idea, that my parents actually killed themselves so they don't have to deal with me, faking everything so they would be everyone's heroes... that was enough. So I told him what I thought about him and his family, being Death Eater and just some rich, unimportant family. But what happened? Right, ten points from gryffindor, because Snape thought that it was me, who went to far. Whatever. I am used to it, as sad as it is. One day Draco will pay for these things.